Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Alexander Pierce was sitting in his office, with many documents on his desk, and above them, a holographic projection was beating.

"Kill me...let it all end in blood."

"puff"

Splashing blood.

In the beating of the projection, Merlin stepped forward and pressed his right hand on Gideon Malik’s shoulder. The holy silver sleeved sword ejected from his left hand accurately penetrated the chest of the World Security Council member. This knife was neat and clean. Hesitation, no hesitation.

The expression on his face also seemed calm, as if doing a trivial thing.

"Look, it's really chilling."

Pierce looked at the freeze frame in front of him. He subconsciously wiped his neck. He said:

"If one day Merlin stood in front of me, it would be really desperate."

"So you have to start strong first."

A gloomy voice rang from the phone at Pierce's desk, like an invisible devil with a malicious heart in it, it said:

"You can’t let him continue to be strong anymore. Although I don’t understand these magical things, if he can overcome an evil spirit, it means that most of the conspiracy methods you can use are against him. It has expired."

"Oh."

Pierce took off his reading glasses. His eyes calmly said:

"Your own revenge has failed, so you want to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

"IMHO, robots, maybe your data module is very advanced, but your level of conspiracy is terrible, it's almost ridiculous, you don't need to remind me, I have my own way, and I have my own plan."

"It is not the time now...far from the time."

Pierce played with his eyes, he said:

"Speaking of it, I'm even more curious. How did you sneak these pictures? I heard that Merlin had a strong artificial intelligence to assist him. As far as I know, the bugs in his office from various forces can be Never worked."

Upon hearing Pierce’s inquiry, Sonic sneered. This Decepticon, who specializes in concealment and investigation after rebirth, whispered:

"By your human standards, Miss Icarus is indeed scary enough, but in my opinion, she is just a little girl who has just learned to walk, and she wants to truly understand the secrets of data and machinery. long way to go."

"But even if I want to explain to you the principle of the "virtual information beacon" I use, it is difficult to understand at your engineering level. In short, Lord Pierce, you only need to understand, as long as I want, I will You can see, you can capture a lot of things that only stay at the data level."

Sonic's voice paused, and after a few seconds, it said to Pierce:

"For example, Miss Icarus is about to decipher the data card that poor Mr. Gideon left for Merlin. Your Excellency Pierce, what the **** did you leave in that data card?"

"That was a surprise."

Pierce picked up the handkerchief and wiped his reading glasses. He said with a smile:

"After my old friend Gideon died, Merlin was still skeptical. I could feel that he still didn’t believe that the Hydra would die. So did Fury. To make them completely rest assured, they had to take the last step. , You have to make some sacrifices...but fortunately, I was prepared for this long ago."

Pierce brought his glasses back. He picked up his glass and walked to the office window. He looked at the city in front of him. He took a sip and said softly:

"While acting, there must always be a happy ending."

On the other side, in the Trident Building, in Merlin's office, Miss Icarus's deciphering of the data card has reached the final step.

Merlin leaned on the office chair, on the lens in front of his eyes, in the screen of the data flow of the left eye, the progress bar in front of the right eye was slowly growing.

He was also really curious, what kind of information is hidden in the data card obtained from Gideon.

"The crack is complete."

With the soft voice of Icarus, the cracked and complicated data in the form of documents or photos were completely expanded in front of Merlin's eyes.

That is a summary of many and many tasks, as well as a variety of financial reports. This should be the ‘work summary’ within Hydra, and also include some personal information of Gideon Malik.

But there is no personnel information that Merlin wants to see.

Think about it too. Hydra, who has been fighting against SHIELD for so many years, should not be stupid enough to leave a list of all personnel information. Seriously, if that list really appeared, Merlin would doubt its authenticity.

"Retrieve this information, Icarus."

Merlin says:

"Find the most valuable ones."

"Wait."

The messy data information in front of Merlin began to be quickly arranged. In the beating of the briefing style files, Merlin also saw a news briefing that recorded the murder of Howard Stark and a series of civil war information about the Middle East. Summary, as well as some social news from Eastern Europe, reports on the subversion of several small domestic affairs.

This means that behind these things, Hydra is intervening.

In addition to the chaotic and huge data information, Merlin also found a weird little program in the data card. He asked:

"What does this program do?"

"That's a message sending and receiving program."

Icarus took the initiative to run the program, and after a few seconds, she replied:

"It is an internal communication system. By distributing quantum keys into the gaps between multiple communication bands and using special white noise to interact with specific information, it is not advanced at the conceptual level, but the design is very Delicate and difficult to detect. This should be the internal communication program of Hydra. Maybe Gideon Malik sends instructions to subordinates through this program."

"It sounds like the encryption method used by the agents during the Cold War. Of course, they added new things to the old method..."

Merlin held his chin, he said:

"This is a great opportunity...Icarus, keep this program active, turn it into a bug in the Hydra communication band, capture and track every occurrence in this band Communication signal."

Merlin narrowed his eyes, his eyes beating with cold light, he said:

"Wait until enough signals are captured, we will be able to wipe out the remaining dross."

"Ok."

Icarus responded that for her advanced artificial intelligence, maintaining such a tracking program does not take up too many computing resources. It is also a very simple operation to follow the signal source.

After a few seconds, Icarus retrieved the information in the data card. She seemed to find something. She was hesitant, but she said to Merlin:

"Maybe you should look at this, Lord Merlin."

"Uh"

A screenshot of the briefing style appeared in front of Merlin's eyes, which was a hunter-killing document inside the Hydra.

There are many such files in the information. Hydra is not a monolithic one. There will always be people who will try to break away from this organization. Of course, the Hydra's approach to those who break away is not gentle.

In fact, SHIELD also has special procedures for dealing with defectors. According to Merlin, there are two field agent teams dedicated to tracking defectors under Agent Natasha and Patton.

Betrayal of such things, for an organization with strict rules, if it cannot be dealt with in a timely and effective manner, it will greatly harm the internal unity of the organization.

A traitor's blow to his own morale is far more terrifying than a tough enemy.

But the killing document in front of Merlin was indeed special. When it appeared, Merlin's eyes widened immediately. Obviously, the contents of it shocked him.

He stared at the briefing and the photos on the briefing. It was a friend he knew and trusted.

"John Gattler..."

"Codename...Clairvoyance..."

Merlin was silent. He carefully read every sentence and every word in the brief. After ten seconds, he stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the crowded highway in front of the Trident Building.

"This may be a trap deliberately left by the Hydra to provoke your relationship with your friends."

Icarus persuaded:

"You are not very skeptical. The death of Gideon Malik does not mean the complete demise of Hydra. Perhaps, this is only part of the conspiracy. Calm down, Merlin, calm down."

"I'm calm."

Merlin reached out and lit a cigarette, and as the smoke rose, he took a deep breath, and he said to Icarus:

"Contact Colson and let his assistant Agent Ward see me as quickly as possible. He is the adopted son of Gattler. If he gets some bad news from him, then... sorry, I have to Go talk to John."

A few seconds later, Icarus sent the information requested by Merlin to the mail of Agent Phil Coulson, Director of S.D.O.L.D., and after receiving Coleson’s reply, Miss Artificial Intelligence said to Merlin:

"Frankly speaking, Your Excellency Merlin, too tangled in this matter is meaningless."

"Even Agent John Gatler was a member of the Hydra before, but he had defected from that organization, and he had drawn a line with them several years ago...Maybe he was your enemy, but he is now No. You deliberately chase the truth that should be forgotten, it will only cause a series of unnecessary troubles."

"I know, Icarus, I can understand."

Merlin took a deep breath and said softly:

"But I don't have many friends, so each one is important. I must ask clearly...why, why did John hide these things."

"Maybe, he has his own pains."

Icarus said:

"At least from my analysis of Agent John Gattler's behavior in recent years, he is very loyal to SHIELD."

"Um, are you bitter?"

Merlin shook his head:

"Then John might have to be ready to tell me everything he concealed."

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"Slap, crack, crack"

At the place where the rays of the stars originated, in a place shrouded in starlight, on the large gambling table lying across the galaxy, Mr. Bawang who had not played for a long time looked at the projection-like picture, he looked at Merlin's face On the expression, he clapped his hands, he said:

"Fantastic, wonderful!"

"This round of games is really exciting, and the story of this world's self-derivation is also tortuous. I had completely lost faith in Hydra, but I didn't expect that this organization gave me another wave of life between the peaks ."

"I told two people a long time ago."

The elder of the universe who served as the referee extended his hands.

"The bones of fate you have thrown are only constantly triggering new events, but how those events should develop and how to stagger forward. The ups and downs of this story are driven by the actions of the lives involved in the story. of."

"You are not destiny, and don't try to play destiny."

The **** of death sitting on the other side of the gaming table did not participate in this topic. He stroked the black and white ring on his finger. He said:

"The life and death cycle of this pocket universe is almost complete. It is only a few steps away from the final shaping, and the game is almost over."

Tyrion Dawnblade looked at Cyber ​​Hawk on the other side of the table and said:

"I'm about to lose interest in this game."

"Oh, is it because you feel you are losing?"

Overlord provoked:

"Let's just abstain from it, maybe you can give him a real relief before Merlin reaches the end of the story."

"You want to be beautiful."

The death **** said coldly:

"But I think I have a great advantage. It's always boring to play a game that has already won the game, isn't it?"

"Okay, stop arguing, language is meaningless for victory or defeat."

The cosmic elder who served as the referee stopped the quarrel between the two participants. He looked at the gaming table. At the center of the star gaming table, above the bone-white fate bone dice, the two shining ghosts were nearly broken.

"The fourth round, the redeemer and the weight-bearer... it's over! Please prepare for the fifth round of dice roll. I want to remind you that you still have the last two chances to roll the dice."

"Old rules, I'll come first."

The overlord's fingers pinched, and the bone-white fate dice jumped into his hands. The guy folded his hands and exhaled into the fingers, just like a qualified old gambler.

His wrist flicked and flicked gently, and the light and shadow on the six sides of the dice began to continually jump until the dice hit the table, and a shining picture appeared in front of him.

It looked like a celebration, and many handsome and strong fighters seemed to gather together, wishing victory.

"Well, the age of heroes...The age of disputes has arrived, and horns of hope and despair have also sounded. The chosen people call themselves heroes, and they are ready to receive praise and victory."

Overlord looked at the picture, he frowned and said:

"Well, good or bad, luck can only be said to be average."

Reaper grabbed the dice silently, also tossed it, and the beating light and shadow shone. The moment the dice landed, the shining projection was very similar to the picture of the heroic era.

But the heroes who were originally celebrating the victory on the screen waved their weapons against enemies coming from all directions, like a reef lone island constantly washed away in the tide of the ocean.

"Chaotic Times..."

Bleach looked at the picture, he said softly:

"Power brings challenges, challenges trigger conflicts, conflicts breed wars, wars bring chaos..."

The monarch who drove death shook his head. He seemed dissatisfied with the dice he rolled. He glanced at Merlin in the projection, and he said softly:

"It seems...the era of benevolence is over."

"After the dice roll, fate returns... I announce!"

The referee raised his hands, and between the beating of light and shadow, his voice struck the whole galaxy:

"The fifth round...start!"

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