Dragon Ball Arrives in Marvel

Chapter 568 Identity Exposed
Simmons shouted excitedly:

“That explains it, Ward. The feeling you’re experiencing right now is a chemical reaction.”

Fitz looked at Ward blankly and said:
"hope so."

Simmons stated definitively:

"Yes, his adrenocorticotropic hormone surged."

"It's like hearing someone say that a mother lifted a car to save her child; the adrenaline surge can produce enormous..."

Before Simmons could finish speaking, Ward shouted at him:

"Stop talking, think of a solution."

Simmons began by saying:
“I also hope that we can alleviate some of the symptoms. I will give you an injection of 10 ml of benzodiazepine.”

Donnie Giles began:

"A calming agent, good idea."

Upon hearing this, Ward shouted:

"Sedatives won't work."

Fitz looked at Ward and said:
"Let's talk this out. Look at the state you're in now."

Ward yelled at Fitz:

"Injecting sedatives, if you run into those crazy 'high' lunatics, those guys who overturn cars and crush people."

"Are you going to deal with them and protect us?"

At this moment, Donnie Gill stepped forward and said:
"If you don't want to be sedated, freezing might be a good option."

Donnie Gill's hand touched the chair next to Ward, and the chair instantly froze.

Do you need me to help you calm down?

Simmons felt that he said:
"Donnie Gil, you can't do this to him."

"Ward is just an ordinary person. If he were frozen, it could even cause irreversible damage to his body."

Donnie Gill looked at Ward, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"I think you'll calm down soon."

To Ward's disbelief, his body was instantly covered in a layer of white frost, and the next second a thin layer of ice covered his entire body.

In Fitz and Simmons' eyes, Ward instantly became an ice sculpture.

Donnie Gill lightly tapped the ice with his finger, and it shattered instantly.

Ward shuddered, then paused for a full three seconds before speaking:

"Feel sorry!"

"But Donnie Gil, you bastard, I feel like I'm freezing to death."

Donnie Gill said:
“I’ve controlled the power, so it won’t harm you, and it will only last for a second.”

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In the interrogation room.

Coulson, sitting opposite Elliott Randolph, asked:
How did they find it?

Elliott Randolph shook his head and said:

"how could I know."

"They may have the original text, but that's none of my business."

"This might be an opportunity to discover something that God brought from heaven."

Colson countered:

"That was brought by aliens, from outer space."

“I have had contact with aliens, and I know a lot about these things.”

"So I'm very sensitive to these kinds of cases."

Elliott Randolph began by saying:
"That's all I know."

Seeing this, Coulson stood up and walked straight out, saying as he closed the door:
"Just stay put."

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Although Ward had calmed down thanks to Donnie Gill's freezing, he was still sitting alone on the suspended stairs, and childhood memories kept surfacing in his mind.

The anger that Donnie Gill had suppressed still resurfaced from time to time.

Ward got up and went to Coulson's office.

"Can I say something, sir?"

"come in."

Ward walked up to Coulson and said:
“I am worried that my previous contact with weapons has affected my ability to work.”

Coulson said calmly:

"go on."

"You know my family history."

Coulson nodded, and Ward continued:

"So obviously, I won't look back on my childhood."

Never.

"Some memories have long been sealed away by me, sealed tightly."

"To do my job well, I must be focused and alert; I cannot afford to be distracted."

"In particular, you must not be distracted by things that happened a long time ago."

Coulson then realized:

"You mean touching the cane awakened some memories?"

Ward nodded:

"The most painful memory."

"For the first time, I felt hatred!"

"That feeling wouldn't go away; I didn't trust myself."

"I snapped at Donnie Gill, Fitz, and Simmons in the lab. Although Donnie Gill calmed me down with ice, I..."

At this moment, Coulson interrupted:

“Ward, telling me all this makes me feel like I can trust you.”

Ward nodded.

Coulson then pointed to the screen in front of him, which was showing footage from the interrogation room.

"But he... I can't get the professor to speak."

"You've been holding back some anger, haven't you? Maybe you should let it out."

After realizing what was happening, Ward and Coulson went outside the interrogation room.

At this moment, Coulson took out a dagger and handed it to Ward.

Ward stared at the object, momentarily stunned.

"It's not necessary."

Coulson said:
“I suspect he’s an Asgardian; his behavior is too abnormal.”

"Go and test the waters."

Ward took the dagger, but still asked:

"What if he gets hurt?"

Coulson began:

"That's very regrettable. I will apply for a chance to treat him. The Assassin Brotherhood's wax bath is enough to heal him."

Ward nodded, then expressionlessly opened the interrogation room door and walked in, closing the door behind him.

"You need to speak."

Elliott Randolph said calmly:

“I told Agent Coulson everything I knew.”

Ward took a few steps forward, stared at the other person, and said:

"you are lying."

"Tell me, what did that thing do to me?"

"How can I recover?"

Elliott Randolph looked at Ward and said:

"I swear, I really don't know."

Ward pulled out a dagger from behind his back and said coldly:
"OK then."

The next second, Ward grabbed the dagger and stabbed it toward Elliott Randolph’s shoulder.

However, Elliott Randolph grabbed the dagger and then bent it, even though Ward couldn't break free. After bending the dagger, Elliott Randolph calmly released his grip.

Ward stared at the dagger in his hand for a moment, thinking to himself that they were all monsters.

At this moment, Coulson opened the door to the monitoring room and walked in. Ward glanced at him and then said:
“You’re right, he’s an Asgardian.”

Coulson laughed:
"Luckily, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing."

Coulson then closed the interrogation room door and sat down in front of Elliott Randolph.

"Perhaps we can have a proper talk now."

When Elliott Randolph realized that his identity had been exposed, he stopped hiding it.

He easily tore off the shackles from his wrists, placed them on the table, and said:
"Okay, I'd like to know how you found out."

Coulson chuckled. "Deduction."

"First, you are not the first Asgardian I have captured. You did not feel fear or panic after being captured."

"Second, the Waterfield 44 fountain pen. How could a literature professor afford that with his meager salary?"

"Finally, when I talk about my time alone with aliens, most people will be curious."

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Upon hearing Coulson's analysis, Elliott Randolph nodded and said:
“You are definitely more insightful than the average person, Agent Coulson.”

Coulson looked at the other person and said with a smile:

"You must be the Asgardian warrior who stayed behind."

Elliott Randolph looked at Coulson and said:

"Please don't tell anyone else."

Outside, Donnie Gill, watching the monitor, said with some surprise:

"I never expected him to be an Asgardian."

Fitz echoed:
"Yes, who would have thought that, in broad daylight, a real Asgardian..."

Donnie Gill asked curiously:
"Shouldn't his behavior be considered desertion?"

"If those people at the Asgardian embassy find out, what do you think they'll do?"

Simmons began by saying:

“The punishment for desertion is not light in any country around the world.”

"Asgard will likely not turn a blind eye either, and the punishment might be severe if they are discovered."

"Unless he retired normally, and not faked his death..."

Donnie Gill asked curiously:
"This guy has been through all the terrible things: the Crusades, the Black Death, disco."

"Based on their appearance from over a decade ago to the present, it is estimated that they have lived for at least several thousand years."

Fitz also sighed:
"Several thousand years, that's incredibly long."

At that moment, May walked over with a tablet, seemingly operating something. Donnie Gill asked curiously:
"What are you doing?"

Mei said as she operated the machine:
"Close the interrogation room door, Coulson's order."

Inside the interrogation room, Et Randolph heard the sound of the interrogation room door locking and said with a smile:

"Lock me up, I've been in even smaller cells."

Ward began by saying:
“This room is made of adamantite and is specifically designed to lock up people like you.”

Elliott Randolph looked at Ward and said:

"But since you're in here too, that door still has to be opened eventually."

Coulson began:

"I'll only open it if they tell me to."

Then he continued:

"So, mythology is your autobiography."

Elliott Randolph waved his hand and said:

"I didn't write it. I don't want people to know my identity, but I can't control my mouth."

Ward said expressionlessly:
"You've been captured?"

"Or will they be subjected to severe torture?"

Elliott Randolph replied:

"It's the upper brain of the rice caterpillar."

“In 1546 I met a French girl who loved stories, so I told her a wonderful one.”

"How could I have known that her priest brother would record everything about that peace-loving Asgardian warrior who stayed behind, and that it would become a legend?"

Coulson began:

Do you know Thor?

"Of course, I spend all my time with the future King of Asgard."

Then, changing the subject, he said:

"No, of course I don't know Thor."

"I am a stonemason, I chisel stones."

"You simply cannot imagine the stones that have been chiseled over thousands of years."

"So when they came to recruit soldiers, of course I joined the army. I just wanted to travel around."

Ward countered:
"But you have a cane."

Elliott Randolph scoffed:

"I hate that stuff."

"Others revel in the power of rage, but I don't like it at all."

Then he looked at Ward and said:
"It seems like you are too."

Ward said in a deep voice:
"What did that cane do to me?"

Elliott Randolph said:
"It illuminates the dark corners of your heart, and whether you are human or Asgardian, the effect is equally uncomfortable."

Simmons outside complained:
"To illuminate is as good as saying nothing."

Elliott Randolph continued:
"The cane is forged from a rare metal and works or communicates with any holder."

"I went to great lengths to hide the cane, but unfortunately, the legend was recorded."

“For thousands of years, people have been searching for it.”

Upon hearing this, Coulson spoke up:
"I need you to help me stop them, to prevent them from getting the last piece of the cane."

Elliott Randolph leaned back and said:
"I am now a peace enthusiast."

Upon seeing the other party's refusal, Coulson said:

"And you don't want your identity to be exposed."

Elliott Randolph said nonchalantly:
“Listen, don’t worry too much about these angry young people. They will eventually calm down and grow old and die.”

"This is what makes life on Earth so precious; everything is constantly changing."

Coulson began:

"I'll tell you what will change: your secret identity."

“Unless you help me find the last piece of the cane, you may not know Thor, but I do.”

"And I don't need to tell Saul, just let the people at the embassy in New York know that a soldier deserted..."

“I think you know more about Asgardian law than I do, and how you punish deserters…”

Upon hearing Coulson threaten Thor with his identity, Elliott Randolph thought for a few seconds and then said:
"Ireland was my first love on Earth, and there is a temple there."

"The monks there gave me a comfortable bed, some soup, and some mulled wine."

Coulson began, "Closer to God."

Elliott Randolph nodded.

Coulson asked:
"How does your weapon compare to Thor's hammer?"

Elliott Randolph gave a self-deprecating laugh:
"Comparing your berserker's scepter to Thor's hammer, you really overestimate me."

"Although the Berserker is an elite soldier of Asgard, my weapon is a standard-issue weapon."

"Standardized weapons, you know?"

"Thor's weapon is a divine artifact forged by the Dwarf King."

"No matter how many standard weapons there are, they are not as good as Thor's hammer. There is no comparison between the two."

"Of course, this weapon is nothing special in Asgard, but it is still very powerful for you. Creating a powerful superhuman would be a piece of cake."

"It is still an extraordinary being whose legacy can be passed down indefinitely."

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(End of this chapter)