Chapter 14: S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Helplessness

Louis spoke in a very gentle and calm tone, without any pretence to be scary, and even the expression on his face had a slight smile, explaining and reminding very calmly.

But it is this calm tone, the content of the words spoken.

But Coulson couldn't help it, and some of his hairs stood on end!

Of course, the reason why his hair stood on end was not because he was frightened by Louis.

It was the old ruler who was spoken by Louis.

A special existence that was ruled by the Old Ones.

I was so scared, my hair stood on end!

Quite creepy!

And... At this moment, Agent Coulson finally started to take the preliminary steps... Knowing the old rulers, knowing what kind of existence Cthulhu is.

Do not!Perhaps, I still do not understand, do not understand this magical existence.

Because, according to the kind of logic that Louis just said.

The idea of ​​the Old Ones as understood by humans...

Most, all are wrong!

Because they are incomprehensible, there is no way for humans to understand them.

All that man knows about them...

It's all human comfort.

It's all human guesswork.

But this wrong understanding is like no understanding at all. At least this wrong understanding can make Coulson feel more intuitive, this indescribable fear, this fear of facing the supreme and the unknown.

The closer you get to the truth, the more likely you are to become his servant.

The closer you are to the abyss, the more likely you are to be assimilated by the abyss.

In other words, there is no solution at all...you can only pray silently.

Pray for the next developments in the bureau...

Not too much beyond expectations.

I don't know if it was influenced by Louis' words. For a while, Coulson felt that as a human being, he was as powerless and insignificant as the characters in the comics.In reality, if you tear up a page at random, the characters in the comics will die.

Maybe he is a character in the comics, the old master in Louis's mouth.

Is it the author of this comic or novel?

Once this thought arises in my mind, it cannot be dissipated.

Coulson knew that this kind of thinking was very negative.

But he couldn't contain the thought.

This kind of idea is like mushrooms after a spring rain, once it appears once.

It will keep appearing!

Very tortured will.

Coulson nodded, he was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I probably understand, Louis, in this world, how many people know Cthulhu? You said before, that sculpture was The followers of Sulu have sacrificed and prayed for hundreds of years, even thousands of years."

"That is to say, in this world, there are not a lot of human beings who know the existence of Cthulhu? Where are the believers of his roughly distributed?"

Louis and Coulson looked at each other with haggard eyes, and saw through each other's thoughts at a glance.

In response, Louis just smiled: "I'm not quite sure about this."

"The believers of Cthulhu are said to spread throughout the universe."

"It's not just on earth, there are his followers."

Louis's tone paused and continued: "According to some records, it can be known that the ruler of the old days was the master of this universe countless years ago."

"I don't know why there are followers of Cthulhu on earth. It may be that he has come to earth. Or, his incarnation has come."

"Therefore, in this place on earth, there are his legends and believers."

"As for his followers, how many are there?"

"Where exactly are they located?"

Louis shook his head and said, "You asked me about these two points, and I don't know."

He looked at Coulson and said, "After all, most of this special belief is not on the surface. Even if there are followers of Him, it is estimated that sacrifices and worship are carried out in secret."

After listening to Louis' final explanation, Coulson sincerely thanked him.

Then he went out immediately, and immediately contacted Nick Fury from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Outside the store, contact Nick Fury's Colson.

Without waiting for the question from the head of Braised Dantou, Coulson said in a very heavy tone, straight to the point: "There is no solution, and there is no way to destroy the sculpture. Director, that sculpture is not something that humans can explore, nor can humans study. of."

"If you continue to rashly study it, it is very likely that something more terrible than today will happen."

"Those terrible things that could ruin everything."

"Everything I say, is all human beings."

Nick Fury, who was far away in the Trident Building, after listening to Coulson's report, for a while, he, the man known as the king of secret agents, fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Nick Fury said, "Got it."

The Trident Building, more than ten meters underground, Nick Fury's expression is very complicated.

He didn't expect that what kind of sculpture, actually...

There is no workaround!Nor can it be destroyed!

And, the potential danger of that sculpture.

More terrifying than he imagined!

He stared at the alloy gate in front of him, with a cold face, he asked the person in front, "How long will it take to break open this alloy gate?!"

This alloy gate is the gate of the underground research institute, and it is very thick.

However, due to the old scholar, it was manually locked inside.

So that if they want to go in, they can only break open the door.

But want to break open such an alloy door.

Is it as simple as just saying it?

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent replied helplessly: "The gate is very strong, and it was manually locked by the people inside. If you want to break it open violently, it will take at least five minutes to break it open violently. "

five minutes?After hearing this time, Nick Fury's expression was not good-looking.

In a short period of time, there was already a mess of porridge inside.

If you continue to wait outside for five minutes...

Who the hell knows what's going to happen? *