Lord of Cinder in American Comics

If it weren't for Sharivan, who controls the power of frost, the Arctic ice cap would already be shattered into pieces. Climatologists are praising Sharivan for his contribution to preventing global warming.

However, the laissez-faire attitude toward the Arctic situation has allowed Shaliwan's sphere of influence to expand further, and now there is a trend of the Bering Strait freezing over again.

Now Geralt is facing Mephisto, a veteran powerhouse, which is by no means an easy task.

With a sigh, Hill asked, "What do we do next?"

“Investigate those who worship hell and those who will stop at nothing for wealth and longevity. Mephisto’s henchmen are definitely among them. According to Mephisto’s usual tactics, he will definitely gather his men to work for him…”

Geralt said it was relatively easy; handing over such investigations to S.H.I.E.L.D. would give them a sense of involvement, and in certain situations, Mephisto's henchmen would certainly have a certain social standing, so if they were to clash with them, someone would definitely be willing to help out for the sake of those vacant pie spots.

Geralt didn't care whether it was S.H.I.E.L.D. or Hydra that handled the aftermath.

Geralt reached out and ruffled Danny's hair, which made Danny angrily push away Geralt's persistent hand.

Geralt then wiped his hands on Danny's body, just as Danny's hair was still greasy after he had washed up.

Under Danny's angry glare, Geralt picked up his weapon and left.

Hill looked at Geralt and felt that he was different. In the past, Geralt was not interested in anything except talking about money. He would just find a place to drink and sleep. But why was he leaving now, and even taking weapons with him?

It's obvious that Geralt has set himself up in a troublesome position of screening people, while he himself is looking for an opportunity to go out and do bad things!

Hill gave a few instructions to his men and quietly followed Geralt.

Hill did not rashly follow Geralt's trail. His own strength was useless in front of these top-level experts, so Hill used satellites to lock onto Geralt. With so many eyes in the sky, who would know who was behind it?

Geralt followed the path along the edge of town to the outskirts of a house. According to the town's map, this was Sheriff Ray's residence.

Hill recalled Sheriff Ray's identity: no descendants, and living alone. Aside from his Green Berets service, he spent the rest of his time as a SWAT commander in Los Angeles—this is readily verifiable information.

Furthermore, the town has a small population, and people know each other well. In the decades that Ray has lived in the town, apart from his daily patrols, he has not shown any special abilities.

But Geralt held him in a strange regard, allowing him to observe the entire operation from the sidelines.

Geralt, standing outside the house, glanced at the sky, then took out his phone and waved it above his head, causing Hill to unconsciously squeeze the tablet in her hand until it shattered. Geralt had already spotted her.

In the scene, Geralt stretches out his hand and sweeps it across his head, a faint light emanating from his hand, causing him to disappear from sight.

Hill instantly recognized it as the magical 'Invisibility Body'. Geralt knew magic, but what was his intention? Why would he need to use such a trick against an old man like Ray?

On the satellite image, Geralt's signal was moving slowly; it was the cell phone signal Geralt had just shown, allowing Hill to temporarily locate himself.

The signal wandered around the house, then slowly approached the stairs in front of the porch, so slowly that Hill could almost imagine the faint sound of the wooden stairs.

Geralt was standing at the door, and before he could make any further move, the door was blown open from the inside, followed by several gunshots.

Satellite images do not show anything inside the room, but the shattered door facing outwards clearly indicates that someone attacked from the inside with shotgun shells.

The attack on Geralt, this uninvited guest, did not stop; smoke began to fill the house until it was completely engulfed.

Geralt's signal was still at the door, and Hill felt a sense of foreboding. She dropped the tablet in her hand and rushed towards Ray's house.

At this moment, Lei was so excited and exhilarated that he roared incessantly, attracting the invisible enemy.

At this moment, he was wearing a special camouflage cloak that could not only block body heat but also shield infrared signals. Lei had been preparing these devices for decades.

So when Hill arrived at Ray's house, the entire house was engulfed in flames. Just as she tried to approach, Ray suddenly appeared beside her and shoved her into the nearby bushes.

With Hill's interference, Ray stared at the vibration sensor on his phone that kept alarming, each alarm causing Ray's shotgun to fire.

Hill thought Ray had gone mad and was about to reach out to disarm Ray when Ray suddenly turned around and fired several shots into the bushes.

Bullets whizzed past Hill's scalp, and her frenzied actions made it difficult for her to act.

Just as Hill was about to press the emergency call button on her wrist, she was suddenly helped up, and Ray's gun was turned towards Hill.

Geralt slowly appeared, pressed the hot muzzle of Ray's gun, and said, "Perhaps we can talk now, and maybe I can give you a chance for revenge. Colonel Dutch!"

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Chapter 384: The Nemesis of the Predator!

Colonel Dutch?!?

This old man in front of me isn't a retired lieutenant colonel, he's a colonel! And he even changed his name?

Hill began to doubt S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence system; how could they not find out about something like this?

According to past military practice, retired personnel would be promoted by half a rank to obtain better retirement benefits, but that was for retired personnel who had no hope of promotion.

If we turn back time to more than twenty years ago, this man in front of us would have held the rank of colonel in the military. Even if he had been drifting aimlessly in the military until now, he could have easily secured a position as a powerful figure in the region.

However, his demotion and retirement were things that only a few, no! two or three big shots could have accomplished, and these two or three big shots even intervened in the matter back then.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence is not omnipotent. Sharing intelligence is like street vendors soliciting customers; anyone who needs it and can afford the price can see it.

Hill looked at the two men before him; the silent confrontation had just begun.

Ray, no, Dutch's eyes began to close slightly. It wasn't the drowsiness before sleep, but rather the concealment of his murderous intent.

Dutch pointed his weapon at Geralt's chest, seemingly ready to shoot at the slightest provocation.

"If you want to find out where those things came from and get a chance for revenge, we can talk..."

Geralt's eyes remained calm and unwavering, as if the gun embedded in his chest did not exist.

His tone was full of certainty; Geralt was convinced that Dutch would agree to his request.

After all, who could let go of such a situation? Living alone in a place with such targeted measures, Dutch would not hesitate to fire his gun if he saw an invisible enemy at the door.

"what do you want to do?"

Join us!

"Join whom? Or the one next to you?"

"Joining the Hunters, as for S.H.I.E.L.D., is merely a cooperative relationship."

Geralt's words decisively severed ties with S.H.I.E.L.D., causing Hill, who was standing nearby, to grit her teeth, but out of consideration for their past relationship, she kept her mouth shut.

Dutch's eyes widened slightly as he scrutinized Geralt before him.

Not getting a reply from Daqi, Geralt continued, "Hunters are those who clear away the darkness, we..."

Dutch interrupted Geralt's introduction without any politeness, saying, "I know, Mike told me about you, he thought it was cool, and even asked me to get you an autographed photo. My question is! What do you want me to do!"

"What do you want me to do?" Dutch asked for the second time. Geralt's reply just now couldn't be repeated twice.

Dutch wanted to know what he was needed to do? Dutch just wanted to know what he was needed to do.

Joining the Hunters was just a general answer; Dutch had already agreed when the question was asked. Now he wanted to know what he would need to do and what he could do after joining the Hunters.

Geralt laughed, a cruel laugh, and said, "Kill the darkness, kill the threats, kill all the unruly monsters!"

Hearing this explanation, Dutch lowered his gun with satisfaction, but then became sad and said, "But... I'm old!"

Even heroes grow old, and old age diminishes their physical strength. Dutch can no longer possess the fighting power he had in his youth.

"So what! The soul governs the body, and a strong soul can even nourish the body. Fighting depends on willpower!"

Seeing that Dutch's attitude showed no sign of wavering, Geralt said, "Remember the battle in the jungle? You should know that was an entire race, not some wandering vagabonds stranded on Earth! They take pleasure in hunting humans. Don't you want to fight back?"

Dutch frowned and said, "Go on, I want to know more..."

"Do you remember the headhunters in Los Angeles in 1990 who would forcefully pull a person's head out along with their spine?"

Upon hearing this, Dutch became angry. At the time, he was the commander of the Los Angeles SWAT team and had heard about the incident, but it was eventually taken over by the Bureau of Investigation's special operations team.

"You mean?!"

"They have been sending people to Earth."

Dutch gritted his teeth, originally thinking that his enemy was only in the jungle, but he never expected to miss him so easily, nor did he expect that his enemy would treat Earth as a paradise.

Dutch slapped the gun into Geralt's arms, then walked back into the bushes and came out carrying two bags of weapons.

This behavior was enough to prove Dutch's attitude. Geralt and Dutch walked back together, talking as they went, leaving Hill, who was completely confused, to follow behind and listen to those confusing words.

When Geralt first met Ray, he didn't realize that he was Colonel Dutch, the one who had single-handedly fought the Predator in the jungle. It was simply because his soul had transcended that of the battle-hardened warrior.

But after hearing the information Hill had found and seeing that familiar face, Geralt used Ash's access privileges to check some information.

Indeed, the former Ray Owens was called Dutch Owens. During the Yue War, he fought a technologically advanced alien capable of invisibility during a pilot rescue mission.

Faced with the deaths of his comrades, Dutch had no choice but to fight to the death. As he fell into the mud, he realized the aliens' weakness.

Dutch sets a trap and outwits the alien, eventually destroying it. However, the alien detonates a bomb on its body when it dies, eliminating everything around it.

That mission was a complete failure. He lost all his teammates, and Dutch didn't want to stay in the army, a place that caused him so much grief.

So he went to Los Angeles, only to unexpectedly miss out on his enemy, the Predator. He eventually decided to spend his remaining years in this small western town.

After Geralt learned the name Dutch, he used Cortana to search Antarctica and indeed found the whaling station with the heat source.

This aligns with the third step of the Predator storyline, where the YSL sniper named Elizabeth clearly explains the Predator's hunting experience and habits.

But that's years from now. Geralt can take this opportunity to drive those Predators off Earth.

Hill followed behind and gradually came to understand the story.

But... why are there aliens everywhere? Skrulls, Transformers, and we just passed Asgard, and now there's a Predator? Is there going to be another large-scale alien invasion of Earth?

Geralt has only just begun to understand the basic structure of the universe with his own S.H.I.E.L.D., and you're already preparing to go to war with a cosmic hunter race?

Hill felt utterly exhausted. Why was he constantly chasing after Geralt, only to find himself growing further and further away from him?

As Geralt handed a bag of Mossball Fruits to Dutch, Hill felt as if a new god of war was rising.

Agent Thirteen, Sharon Carter, approached Hill and reported, "We have new information..."

On the other side of the canyon, several combat squads had assembled and were preparing to build a marching bridge. The surrounding defenses were formidable, with tanks and anti-aircraft missiles readily available.

Seeing Geralt's nonchalant attitude, Hill gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the phone, I need a big batch!"

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Chapter 385: The Place Closest to Hell

Hill had no intention of stopping Geralt, after all, in terms of his position, Geralt's responsibility to protect the safety of Earth was higher than that of S.H.I.E.L.D.