"ah..."

In the basement of Manhattan's mansion, Natasha Romanov let out a heart-provoking moan.

But it's not doing anything that shouldn't be done.

In fact, she was just loosened.

The agent was removed from the pillar, but when she touched the ground, her feet became weak and she fell to the ground.

Looks dirty.

The Hawkeye Agents beside her are almost the same.

Their hearts were almost completely torn apart by Merlin using the soul-catching curse.

In that horrible pain, their thinking was recalibrated.

In the extreme soul tearing, they finally got rid of the erosion of the golden apple's thinking.

But the residual impact is still there.

Their eyes were a little cloudy and they still needed rest.

"Devils often use this method to resist the opponent's mental attacks."

In front of them, Merlin also panted and sat back on the chair, his forehead full of sweat.

In a weak situation, it is not an easy task to complete the "wash" of two tenacious souls, and Merlin also felt the pressure for a long time.

"Pain is a very difficult force to control."

He leaned on his cane and said softly:

"But if you use it well, you will get twice the result with half the effort. How about it? Are you awake now?"

"I suspect you are taking personal revenge."

Natasha lay on the ground, trying hard to make her body listen to the command of her brain, but she couldn't.

The connection between the mind and the body seemed to be cut off at this moment, making it difficult for her to truly inject her thinking into the body's actions.

She looked up at Merlin and said:

"But...thank you."

Agent Patton beside her tried his best to get up and sit cross-legged on the ground.

He nodded to Merlin, and he looked at the weak Merlin and said with guilt:

"Sorry, Merlin, we..."

"I won't talk about this now."

Merlin waved her hand and interrupted them, he said:

"There is food in the room above. You can hurry up and take a break. There is still life waiting to be done next."

Black Widow and Hawkeye nodded, and they helped each other out of the basement.

After they left, Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, he reached out and pushed his glasses, and he said:

"Icarus, have you contacted?"

"The communication signal can be sent at any time, Merlin."

Icarus said worriedly:

"But you have to think clearly that once she is controlled, you are going to be trapped."

"The situation is now, Icarus, we have to take the risk."

Merlin leaned against the chair, and he closed his eyes and said:

"Click on the communication."

Icarus stopped talking, and a moment later, in the clouds above the sea off New York.

Sitting in the command room of the ASCHS mothership, the commander of the warship who was commanding the command ship rushed to New York, Maria Hill's private communicator suddenly vibrated.

Hill, sitting in the command chair, quietly opened his finger and glanced at the source of the signal of the communicator.

The light in her eyes changed for a while, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Daniel, take over my command."

Hill said to the adjutant beside him with a calm expression:

"I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Hill stood up from the command seat and walked into the nearest bathroom with steady steps.

She hid in the compartment, looked around and vigilantly, then took off an anti-eavesdropping device from her belt and hung it next to the toilet.

Then hang the communicator on your ear.

Hill lowered his voice and said to Merlin:

"Merlin, why are you contacting me now? Do you know that SHIELD is already in chaos..."

"I know."

Merlin's weak voice came from the other side of the communicator, he said:

"How are you?"

"Me? I'm not good!"

Hill gritted his teeth and said:

"Most of the people on the command ship are under control!"

"Hey, they walked around my boat with a golden ghost thing, and I was overturned. When I was sleeping now, there were two people guarding the door..."

"Golden Apple...the big trouble left by the Templars."

Merlin muttered, and he said:

"Did you confirm you are not under control?"

"I didn't! Maybe not..."

Hill couldn't say for sure:

"After the incident where the New York superhero was suspected to be controlled by the mind, I have always carried amulets to protect the spirit with me, but I am not sure if my thinking is still normal."

"I've talked to you for so long, and the Hydra agent hasn't broken into the door."

Merlin said in a low tone:

"That means you are still normal..."

"Listen to me, Hill, Colson is waiting for an opportunity. You can find a way to send him the coordinates of your command ship. The wizards are helping us, and the portal will open on the deck of the mother ship."

"I need you to work with Colson and Melinda to occupy the command ship in the shortest time. The Watch Team and the Thunder Special Attack Team will help you."

"The whole s..l.d.'s remaining power will be transferred to your command ship."

"There are also people from the Ghost Base and Pagasos Base, as well as the dangers they carry with them, and you must keep them safe before the matter is over."

"Yeah, OK."

Hill responded.

The next moment, she asked again:

"What about you? Merlin, the World Security Council has issued a wanted order to you, and they say you killed Gideon Malik..."

"That's true."

Merlin didn't take the time to explain, he said:

"You can choose to report me, Hill, I've been ruined and become a cross-border rat. If you start to doubt me, then I won't blame you..."

"After all, those things are indeed..."

"Stop talking."

Hill said:

"I believe in you...I have always believed in you, I will help you, Merlin, I only ask you to do one thing for me..."

"Protect yourself, okay?"

Hill's gentle voice echoed in Merlin's ears, making Merlin hesitate for a moment, and finally, he nodded.

"Yeah, I'll try my best."

"Swish"

Communication projection closes at the next moment.

Merlin sat alone in the dark basement, and he sighed with a loss.

"I really admire you."
To be continued...