American comics: Incredible comprehension, hand-crafted forbidden spells

"Ladies and gentlemen, to be honest, if you played a couple more funeral pieces and had a band, I would definitely think I was attending your collective memorial service."

Stark walked somewhat helplessly to the middle of the hospital beds and looked at the five wounded men who were half-lying down.

The five people on the hospital bed stared at each other, and finally all turned their gaze to Stark's face.

"Tony, thank you for coming to see me. But... to be honest, my brain is a complete mess right now."

Captain America, Steve Rogers, sighed and struggled to move his neck, which was immobilized.

The expressions on their faces were all blank and frustrated, except for Black Widow Natasha, who had her eyes closed and looked utterly hopeless.

Because only she knows the reason.

Lin Jie's cursed magic was something that ordinary people couldn't possibly handle.

Last time, Lin Jie's casual blessing resulted in Nick Fury being resuscitated twice in the emergency room.

This time, Lin Jie sent a blessing that covered the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

As a result, the five top executives of S.H.I.E.L.D. were lying here, all neatly arranged.

"I heard that a third of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building was destroyed?"

Nick Fury lay in bed, turning his remaining single eye, and asked Stark somewhat mechanically.

Starkla moved over to a chair and rolled his eyes. "How should I know? I just got back from Sokovia. Ultron's crisis is over."

Although he had some issues with Nick Fury, seeing the man's current miserable state with tubes all over his body, Stark decided to take pity on him and tell them the good news.

"Ultron was destroyed?"

Nick Fury's expression tightened, his face filled with disbelief.

As the king of spies, he knew all too well how troublesome Ultron was in the network.

How long has it been?

Is the crisis over?

"Did Lin Jie resolve it?"

Nick Fury stared at Stark and pressed him for answers.

"Of course, otherwise, given the current paralyzed state of S.H.I.E.L.D., if we expected you to solve this, Earth would probably have been physically wiped out by Ultron two hundred times over by now," Stark retorted irritably.

Nick Fury was speechless.

Hawkeye, lying nearby, looked somewhat dazed and turned to Hill beside him, asking, "Hill, how long did we spend in the operating room trying to resuscitate him?"

"Two days," Hill replied blankly.

"Two days?" Hawkeye's eyes widened. "So, Lin Jie only took two days to kill Ultron, who was capable of destroying the world?"

Stark shook his head, held up half a finger, and corrected, "No, don't misunderstand. To be precise, it wasn't two days, but half a day. We took a nap there, discussed tactics for a while, and then Lin Jie cast a spell, and Ultron completely crashed."

After saying that, Stark looked at the five seriously injured men on the hospital beds with a hint of smugness.

"Now you finally understand the role of a mage, don't you?"

Stark's words were clearly aimed at Nick Fury.

Hawkeye stared with his mouth agape, muttering to himself, "Defeating Ultron in half a day... that's unbelievable."

His voice echoed in his mind, causing Nick Fury beside him to fall into deep thought.

Prior to this, Nick Fury had always viewed Kamar-Taj as a mutant organization that needed to be regulated.

He even considered using official power to put pressure on the monks once he was discharged from the hospital.

After all, a group of people with superhuman strength who are not bound by the law are a huge threat to the Earth.

But now, he finally understands.

Kamar-Taj is a place that humans cannot touch or govern.

To the mortal world, that place is a temple where gods reside.

Lin Jie simply smiled and said "blessings" before leaving.

As a result, the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building exploded, and their five top agents ended up lying in a row in the intensive care unit.

How can mortals possibly defy the punishment of the law of cause and effect?

Nick Fury stared silently at the ceiling.

He didn't want to go back to the emergency room, and he especially didn't want to wake up to see Black Widow trembling as she tried to pull out his oxygen tube again.

That feeling could send someone to meet their maker on the spot.

Black Widow shook her head helplessly.

"Chief, I warned you long ago that we really can't afford to mess with things from the magical world."

Fury is now fully awake.

Want to take over Kamar-Taj?

That's pure wishful thinking.

According to the information Natasha brought back, Lin Jie was at most an apprentice there.

Above Lin Jie is a leader named Gu Yi. He is both the person in charge and Lin Jie's mentor.

Leaving aside how powerful the master was, the disciple's methods alone were enough to induce despair.

The young man in his early twenties possessed a power that could seemingly destroy the world with a casual gesture. The key question is, how much of that power did Lin Jie actually contribute?

half?

Fury shook his head inwardly, estimating it to be less than 10%.

After all, they only opened their mouths and said one sentence.

In short, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. team was wiped out, with everyone ending up in intensive care.

Faced with such a devastating attack, would it even be useful to bring Captain Marvel back?

Fury had absolutely no idea what to expect.

No matter how powerful Carol is, at least we know her background and where her destructive power is capped.

But what about Lin Jie?

It's a bottomless black hole.

What kind of system of power he was using was completely beyond the comprehension of S.H.I.E.L.D.

I checked, I checked everything.

A thorough search of global intelligence networks, including the Pentagon's top-secret archives, revealed that all information about Kamar-Taj and Lindsay was completely blank.

Dealing with this monstrous powerhouse who was completely clueless, this once-powerful intelligence chief felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"Director, I warned you before, I hope you won't regret your arrogance."

Natasha, lying in her hospital bed, suddenly spoke, hitting the nail on the head.

I never regret the things I do!

Fury blurted it out quickly, clearly trying to deny it.

As the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., he has never lost a battle in terms of tactics and psychology.

Today, he couldn't even touch his opponent's edge, which made him feel ashamed, as if he had been slapped hard in the face.

"Oh, even the king of spies gets angry?"

Natasha rolled her eyes. Her whole body ached; she simply didn't have the energy to argue. But she was seething with anger.

She had tried every means to avoid Lin Jie's sharp edge, but just because she said a few extra words before leaving, she was subjected to a series of attacks by him and suffered unbearable pain.

The painful lessons are right before our eyes; these mages are petty and hold grudges!

"I'm getting angry?"

Fury retorted once, then immediately shut up.

He was startled to realize that he had indeed broken down.

As a leader, it's shameful to make such a basic mistake.

This is truly bizarre.

Fury let out a long breath and lay back down, pretending to be dead.

Natasha knew when to stop; after all, the other party was her boss, and keeping quiet was the last bit of face she could give her leader.

"Chief, should we continue with our follow-up plan regarding Kamar-Taj?"

Hill, sitting next to him, suddenly threw out a fatal question.

Upon hearing this, Tony Stark in the next bed nearly popped his eyes out.

"Follow-up plan? Have you guys lost your minds?" Stark stared at Fury like he was an alien. "What are you going to use to push things forward? Talk about it? You think you can recruit them? Fury, ask yourself honestly, do you even deserve it?"

Fury didn't say a word, his one eye staring straight at the ceiling.

The entire ward was deathly silent.

Develop a plan? What are you going to use to formulate one? Are you tired of living and want to experience another total wipeout?

Everyone was barely hanging on, and no one wanted to take another trip to the gates of hell.

The pungent smell of disinfectant permeated the room.

A few minutes later, Fury suddenly sat up straight.

Swish!

All eyes turned to him instantly. Everyone's hearts pounded; was this black-haired man really going to go mad and issue some suicidal order?

Fury turned to Stark: "Tony, what do you think about these mages using firearms? How about we sponsor some new equipment?"

"Or high-tech bulletproof vests? Does Stark Industries have a lot in stock?"

"Could you help me figure out what they need? If we have it in our warehouse, pack it all up and send it over."

Stark: "..."

Everyone rolled their eyes. If you can't win, just admit defeat! If you want to offer gifts and beg for peace, just say so! Stop acting like a big shot!

……

The scene changes.

Kamar-Taj, inside the main hall.

"I have taught you all the intricacies of mind magic; now it's up to your comprehension."

The Ancient One gazed at Lin Jie before her, her eyes filled with expectation.

"The magic consumption of this spell is secondary; the most deadly thing is that it drains your spirit. You must concentrate all your attention on breaking through your limits and surpassing yourself again and again."

The Ancient One paused for a moment before continuing to impart her experience: "Of all the spells, the Mind-Body Technique is the most obscure. It doesn't require rote memorization; it relies entirely on thinking. You can't see into someone's heart, so what you need to do is to understand their subconscious and resonate with their brainwaves to unleash its full power."