Agent Colson recalled the scene with difficulty.

It's dark.

This was my only thought at that time. The sky was abnormally dark, as if all the dark clouds were gathering together rapidly from the horizon. The vicious sunlight in the Nevada desert could not penetrate the thick clouds. After losing the sunlight, the yellow sand turned gray-black, and the temperature suddenly dropped with a terrifying whisper.

Salem! Such a place name that made me frightened. I still remember everything I saw in that strange place. Sometimes I suddenly dreamed of it, dreaming of rats with human faces running out of the wall and gnawing on my flesh and blood. I dream of monsters with rubber and stinky saliva, waving their dirty claws to chase the living in the jungle.

Agent Colson thought that such a dream would slowly disappear with the passage of time, but now the scene before him evoked his memory again. A darkness that could not be translucent enveloped it. Agent Colson heard the evil ridicule from the darkness, as if the prey had fallen into the net of darkness again - I remembered this laughter, the laughter of a huge monster with eight arthropods with several black leather tentacles split above his head - after confirming that Agent Maria Hill had the right to view the archives of the Salem town incident, Agent Colson struggled to say this.

[The mental condition of Level 7 Agent Phil Colson is worrying, and it is recommended to strengthen surveillance. Note: No other agents present heard "whispers in the darkness". It is recommended to send a psychiatrist.]

"What?" Maria Hill continued to ask after writing this sentence.

"Then..." Agent Colson seemed to come back to his senses, "I saw the clouds piled up into the shape of a human face, and then silent roars and violent storms swept the desert, and the rolled gravel was like bullets under the acceleration of the storm. My teammates and I had to hide in the car, and escaped the ruins shrouded in the darkness with the sound of increasingly sharp collisions. But I still stood up and looked out the car window - I saw the dark clouds constantly flashing with dazzling light, and the shadow of the giant tree shrouded in the clouds, and the face was roaring. He was roaring, he was proclaiming!"

[Note: This paragraph is true. After inspection, SHIELD vehicles all had traces of hitting, and the residue extraction proved that they were all local stones and soil in Nevada.]

"Immediately afterwards, a ray of lightning that was very close to us fell from the sky, and a silver flame arrow collided with the thunder from bottom to top." Agent Colson picked up the water cup, and he took a sip before continuing to describe the extremely shocking scene. "The thunder exploded behind us and then swept across our bodies in an instant with the stinging pores. We felt that our heartbeat was replaced by the roar of thunder. We could not breathe, move, or even think. We could not hear anything. After a while, the agents in the car began to speak. At this time, the car had already driven a distance."

[Note: This paragraph is true. There are still a large number of traces of charge and lightning strikes at the crime scene, and a spectrum similar to the Hammer of Thor, as well as another spectrum that has never been recorded. It was initially determined that it was caused by Salomon Damonet's magic, and it is recommended to conduct research after professional and safe treatment.]

"Then the coldness disappeared, the sky began to clear, and the wind gradually weakened." Agent Colson's tone became lighter as the weather changed. "Melinda May and I decided to go back to the bar to check the situation. But we saw nothing except the ruins - whether it was Salomon, his maid, or Shiff. And most importantly, when we walked into the bar, we found that the bodies that were supposed to be there were gone. All the bodies were gone, and even those who had no time to rescue them were also gone. The blood-stained wooden floor became clean, and when I walked in, I could smell a scent of inferior whiskey and cigarettes. Melinda May could testify. I report to the headquarters immediately, and you will come..."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Phil Colson." Agent Maria Hill wrote the last few lines. She closed the folder and reached out to turn off the video device that was placed aside.

Agent Colson shrugged, saying he didn't quite understand.

"The director will follow up on the follow-up of this matter personally. You just need to continue to investigate the clairvoyance." Agent Maria Hill said blankly, "Although the director is very busy now, I think he still has time to make a call."

Salomon ignored the vibrating phone, especially when the number above shows Nick Fury.

"hiss--"

The stinging pain from his scalp made him gasp. The feeling of suddenly tightening his scalp was quite uncomfortable. "That old man Wotan did not show any mercy at all!" He couldn't help complaining to Joan of Arc, who helped him comb his hair a little burnt. But even if he complained, he did not have the real name of Theodin, so as not to hear the complaint. "I don't really want to do anything to his daughter-in-law! I just wanted to scare Shiff, and take her to see the one-eyed old man after she was settled! But Shiff's prayer made me feel threatened, and fate told me what was about to happen."

"Is this why you were electrocuted like this?" Joan of Arc chuckled and picked up the scissors and cut off the long hair that was slut together.

"Well, I was wary of Grem's rebellion, so I used the darkest power to fight against him." Salomon touched the silver key on his chest, "I have to talk to that old guy. The times are about to change, and the relationship between Midgard and Asgard will not remain unchanged. The prophecy of Ragnarok will always hang above the heads of the Assass. In the future, humans will be the master of the main material plane. The contract does not require the Assass to not bow down to humans. All I need is time..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "You are quite new King of the Gods?" Joan of Arc cut off a long strand of hair, "What about the Supreme Master's thoughts?"

"As long as the external dimension cannot affect the main material plane, Kama Taj's work will be completed. Then the new Supreme Master in the future is not as powerful as the Venerable, so it is a choice to attack the external dimension from the main material plane, and even attack the external dimension."

"What about her?"

"I threw it back to Asgard." Salomon sneered, "If I hadn't blocked the power of the surprise attacker, Shiv might have been slightly injured. Heimdal had no objection, and he even signed Kamataj's cross-border procedures."

"I'm not asking this." Joan of Arc twisted his hair and shook it in front of Salomon. "I'm talking about that witch. I have your hair in my hand. If you don't want to be cursed by me, I will answer truthfully. Did you happen to that witch?"

"What?" Salomon glared, "Don't slander me in vain!"

"Then tell me about the female spy giving you red-soled high heels? I also saw her rubbing her feet in stockings! And that female archaeologist! You also gave her a short knife! And that Darcy, the one with big breasts, how do you explain?" Joan of Arc smiled happily.

"I promise not..."

"Is that so? Then let's talk about that Maya Hansen, why does she get so naturally close to you when wearing underwear? Why does your artificial human maid have all the functions of a human woman?"

"I……"

"And that Hela! The powerful Asgard woman, are you going to surrender to her?"

"I promise……"

"Where is that witch? I'll kill her." Joan of Arc smiled very treacherously, "Or, are you reluctant to let it go?"
Chapter completed!