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Chapter 53 Behave Yourself

"You're the king who rules over these mortals? You don't look like much."

Thor's words carried a hint of contempt and disdain, but then a flicker of curiosity and doubt flashed in his eyes.

He looked around, seemingly trying to find something unusual about this "mortal king" in the simple interrogation room.

"Behave yourself, this is in front of the bureau chief!"

Coulson's voice was stern and firm. This usually kind-hearted man unleashed a lifetime of ferocity. His fierce gaze made everyone who knew him wonder what had gotten into this kind-hearted man this time.

"Why should I be with a mortal? Ugh, stop! Take it away!"

Xia Ling didn't waste any words with him. She took out a black hood and put it on Thor's head, causing the latter to struggle violently.

However, after struggling for only a few seconds, Thor stopped moving, his limbs went limp, and he collapsed straight down.

"Chief, you killed him before you even had a proper interrogation?"

Coulson's eyes widened, not because he thought killing was wrong.

Even though he was a nice guy, as a high-ranking agent, he had killed quite a few people.

It's such a waste to kill him without getting any information from him.

"Don't worry, Coulson, I don't intend to actually kill him."

Xia Ling gently patted Thor's limp body and explained.

"This is just a minor 'sedative' effect, temporarily rendering him unconscious so we can proceed with our next steps."

"Chief, are you sure?"

Coulson's eyes still held a hint of uncertainty. The mental patient looked as if he were dead, and he couldn't smell any sedatives or similar drugs from the black hood.

Was this person truly controlled, or was he killed?

"Chief, however, we haven't gotten any information yet, and the culprit who destroyed your agricultural products hasn't been identified."

"The culprit has agreed to my conditions and has come to atone for his sins in person. This person is his son, who will be temporarily placed with us until he is ready to be taken back by his father."

"Huh? Huh?"

Coulson blinked, momentarily not understanding what Xia Ling was saying.

S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't a daycare, so why would an older youth need to receive re-education from them?

And most importantly, how did the culprit manage to confess to the chief so quickly?

How did he know the location of headquarters, and how did he get in?

Too many questions swirled in Coulson's mind; he just couldn't figure it out.

"Don't think about it too much, it'll give you a headache. Let's go, let's leave this immature kid for now, we still have things to do."

Inside the camp, Bruce Banner's expression was unfriendly, and the reason, of course, was Bronsky standing in front of him.

"How dare you go into the city to burn, kill, and loot without my orders?"

His green eyes were fixed on Bronsky in front of him, his gaze revealing obvious displeasure and vigilance.

"Banner, you are far too weak! The great Blood God detests the weak!"

Bronsky confronted Banner without fear, something he certainly wouldn't have dared to do before, but things were different now.

After entering the city and fighting, he once again received the Blood God's blessing, and his power rose to a new level. Even if he were to fight Banner head-on, he wouldn't necessarily lose.

Upon hearing this, Banner's anger intensified. He took a deep breath, trying to control his impending outburst of emotions, but the suppressed power in his chest was like a volcano about to erupt, impossible to suppress.

"You're going to push everyone to the opposite side. The government's army alone is a headache enough, and now you've supposedly joined a Dagon Church that claims to have a true God. What exactly are you trying to do?"

"It's a false god. The only true god is the great Blood God. Thank you."

At this point, Bronsky calmed down and looked at Banner intently.

"So, isn't this perfect? ​​They're all heretics anyway, so we can just wipe them all out together and use them as new sacrifices for the Blood God. I'm sure the Blood God would be happy to sit on a throne made of heretics' heads."

"So, you think we're powerful enough to wipe them all out?"

Banner's face was ashen. He couldn't believe that Bronsky would go so far as to act so recklessly. Although his fighting spirit was still surging within him, Banner was capable of calmly analyzing the situation with his sharp mind.

The reason they weren't hit by a single dirty bullet was entirely because the other side was wary of Blood God, fearing that Blood God would take their lives.

Otherwise, Banner might be able to hold out, but none of his underlings would escape.

"Can't our strength take them all down? I've already tested the Dagon Church's strength; those priests are no match for me, and I almost single-handedly destroyed their entire stronghold."

"If it weren't for their false god plotting behind the scenes, the Dagon Church wouldn't exist anymore."

Bronsky's eyes gleamed with fanaticism as he felt the surging power within him, the power he had gained from the previous attack on the Church of Dagon.

If he were to launch another great war and completely destroy the city of New York, he would receive unimaginable rewards. The blessing of the Blood God would make him so powerful that no one in the world could stand against him.

Bronsky stretched his arms out to the sky, as if trying to grab something.

Banner understood: Bronsky intended to seize control of the entire world.

This is really

Banner clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms, his heart filled with shock and anger.

Bronsky's arrogance has reached a level he never imagined he would become so overbearing. He actually wants to declare war on the whole world, without even considering his own strength. Does he really think that governments can be easily destroyed by him?

"Blonsky, you've crossed the line."

Banner's voice was deep and powerful. He took a step forward, his gaze piercing, staring directly into Bronsky's eyes.

"Do you think you can shake the whole world just by virtue of the Blood God's blessing? No, it's not that simple. No matter how powerful the blessing is, it's not time for that yet."

The Blood God did not issue a divine decree ordering us to destroy the world; He merely commanded us to remain in battle. If we were to do as you say, there would likely be no followers of the Blood God in this world.

Bronsky's expression changed slightly, and his breathing became heavy. He couldn't stand such unpleasant words, especially since he was so smug.

Now that his power is so great, who can subdue him? And who dares to subdue him?

No, all that's left is this incompetent so-called champion warrior in front of me.

"Bastard, fine this way. You'll be my first prey in the destruction of this world!"

(End of this chapter)