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Just then, Nick Fury, who hadn't shown up much, finally appeared outside the building, escorted by Coulson, Hill, and several other agents.
Nick Fury showed some courage and prepared to talk to the National Defense Force.
But this time.
In the bathroom on the top floor of a building five kilometers away from the National Defense Force, there is a window facing the direction of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Kross, the Judgment Knight of the Church of Destiny, had a sniper rifle more than two meters long mounted in front of him.
The sniper rifle was covered with a dense network of flowing runes.
Through an 8x scope.
Cross looked at Nick Fury as he walked out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building, a cold and stern expression on his face. He took a deep breath, and the power of the Creed gathered on the bullet like never before.
Pulling the trigger, a silver bullet with strange patterns vanished into thin air in an instant at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary bullets.
A full four seconds later.
Snapped!
In Klose's 8x scope, a flower of blood exploded between Nick Fury's eyebrows, and he collapsed on the spot.
A smile appeared on Klose's face.
However, before the smile could fully bloom, Kroos's expression immediately turned ugly.
Because after Nick Fury fell to the ground and died completely, his clothes and skin twisted and changed, and he quickly turned into a green-skinned humanoid monster.
"Damn Skrulls, it's a double!"
Cross cursed, activating the power of the Creed once more, preparing to search for the real Nick Fury in the direction of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building.
Unfortunately, there was chaos at the entrance of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building.
Upon witnessing Nick Fury's death, Coulson, Hill, and the others were initially filled with anger and panic, drawing their guns in preparation for a counterattack.
However, Nick Fury's corpse turned into a green monster, which stunned everyone.
At this point, although Nick Fury had already regarded Coulson, Hill, and others as his confidants, he had not yet informed them about the Skrulls and the spaceship.
On the contrary, the National Defense Army Major General, who had already obtained some intelligence, was furious.
"Damn it, this black guy really is colluding with aliens."
"Listen up, everyone! Lay down your weapons and surrender on the spot, or you will be killed without mercy..."
The standoff at the entrance of S.H.I.E.L.D. had descended into chaos.
at the same time.
Five kilometers away, two hundred meters to the left of the room where Clos was located.
In an extremely luxurious hotel suite, Sloan, with a full head of white hair, also held a sniper rifle that was more than two meters long in his hand, while fumbling for a silver bullet.
"Cross, you're still too green. You can't keep your composure."
"The credit for killing Nick Fury and Alexander ultimately belongs to me."
An incredibly powerful force of creed flowed continuously through Sloan's body, eventually converging in his eyes through a secret technique from the God-Demon Transformation.
Five kilometers away, there are also many walls blocking the way.
Sloan quickly realized that the real Nick Fury was hiding in the shadows.
Immediately afterwards, a smile appeared on Sloan's lips as he pushed the bullet into the chamber, took a deep breath, and focused the power of the Creed onto the silver bullet.
"Precision, armor penetration, instant death! Hit!"
There will be a lot going on at home during the Chinese New Year, so updates will have to be done late at night. Once again, I wish all my readers a prosperous and smooth-sailing year.
Chapter 194 The Deaths of Nick Fury and Alexander
After a group of extraordinary assassins from the mutual aid society were completely subdued by Raine, the assassin leader, who had begun to turn to the dark side, has now rediscovered his faith.
The source of their faith is Rennes.
Sloan wasn't bad, but his fighting power declined significantly after he got old and turned to the dark side.
Unlike other beings that become ten times stronger when corrupted.
For a semi-religious assassin alliance like the Mutual Aid Society, turning to the dark side means losing faith, which greatly weakens their combat power.
But after rediscovering his faith...
Sloan's gradual improvement, built up over time, is far more powerful and impactful than that of Firefox, Kroos, and others.
Especially after cultivating the Divine Demon Transformation, age is no longer a limitation for Sloan.
The former top expert in the mutual aid society, the leader of the assassins, has begun to shine again.
At a time when Kross could only use the power of the Creed to add two effects to the bullets.
Sloan is now comparable to the Fire Fox beside Renn, adding triple effects to the bullets he fires.
The silver bullet, seemingly imbued with destiny, locked onto Nick Fury's brow.
Even more intricate energy flowed across the patterned surface of the silver bullet, piercing through two layers of walls and a layer of bulletproof glass in an instant.
Bright red blood bloomed on Nick Fury's forehead.
The power of the 340 letters within the silver bullet erupted at that moment, annihilating Nick Fury's soul.
Precision, armor penetration, instant death.
With triple special effects applied, a single shot would be more than just a Nick Fury shot.
Even if the Hulk were shot, he would be seriously injured for two months.
After one shot.
Sloan fired almost without pause, hitting Alexander, who was next to Nick Fury, with another shot.
After the two mission targets were killed.
Sloan, on the other hand, casually disassembled his two-meter-long sniper rifle, made some minor modifications, and turned it into an orchestral instrument.
Then I straightened my rather neat tailcoat.
Sloan soon left the hotel as an old artist and went to the concert venue in Washington, D.C. to perform.
On the contrary, it was the younger and stronger Klose.
After packing up his sniper rifle, he kept making various complaints.
This time, not only did Sloan manage to capture the mission objective, but he also...
Moreover, I was not prepared in advance, and I'm afraid that once the military and the FBI launch their investigations, I'll have to take the blame for that old man Sloan.
No wonder the other side said they'd let them take the first shot.
That damned old man, he's so corrupt, his heart is as black as his body.
Damn it, the perfect identity I spent more than half a year crafting has been wasted.
For the next few weeks, I'll probably have to hide and avoid seeing anyone.
Forget it.
Consider it a long vacation for myself. It's also time to go see my son, who's been cheated on like a cuckold.
Now Your Majesty's career is growing bigger and bigger, your treatment is getting better and better, and there is even a divine path to climb.
Although her son was cuckolded, he had good talent.
I might as well train my son during these few weeks.
Serving Your Majesty is better than being cheated on every day, right?
At the same time that Sloan calmly and elegantly went to attend the concert, while Clos was somewhat embarrassed and fled to take the blame.
Throughout America, Rein's men began to move.
Los Angeles, in a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base.
Under Firefox's command, Owen led a squad of super lizardmen warriors and stormed into the base like a whirlwind, killing anyone in sight and quickly collecting three Skrull corpses.
After dealing with the Skrulls hiding there, the entire secret base was blown to smithereens.
Zhijiage, in an old factory.
Marlena, clad in platinum armor, radiated an ever-increasing holy light, leading over a hundred Valkyries from the Blood Cross Order to completely surround the factory.
As a group of Valkyries advanced layer by layer, the encirclement became smaller and smaller.
Less than half an hour later, more than ten Skrulls were captured alive.
Maple Leaf Country, capital city.
With the assistance of the chief witch Jennifer, Isabella led a dozen witches and commanded hundreds, even thousands, of hell angels, in a fierce battle.
With the blessing of witchcraft such as great strength, bloodlust, rage, and invulnerability.
Even the Skrulls in that shipyard had weapons that were more advanced than Earth's technology.
After less than an hour of fighting.