"Wait for ..."
Before Fang Mo could finish speaking, Nick Fury suddenly grabbed him: "I've changed my mind. There's no need for Thor to participate in this battle; you don't have to go to Asgard."
"Eh?"
Fang Mo deliberately touched his head and asked, "Why is that?"
"Indeed."
At the sa ti, Captain Arica, with a puzzled look on his face, couldn't help but ask, "Thanos has already collected four Infinity Stones. We indeed need Thor's power. Why won't you let him join this operation?"
"Because I can't let him leave this place."
Hearing Captain Arica's questioning, Nick Fury's expression began to darken: "Believe , Captain, by the ti he brings Thor back here, Thanos would have already personally killed half of Earth's population."
"Huh?"
Captain Arica seed puzzled: "Why?"
"Because..."
Nick Fury wanted to explain but didn't know how to start. After thinking for a mont, he could only take a deep breath and say, "Please trust , Captain. We are facing an unprecedented crisis. We absolutely cannot allow Consultant Fang Mo to find an excuse to leave. As long as he is standing here, we still have hope of winning."
"This... alright."
Captain Arica was sowhat baffled, but after hesitating for a while, he still chose to believe Nick Fury.
Although he was not familiar with Fang Mo.
He had heard about his way of doing things.
Like the battle that happened in Sokovia before, Captain Arica saw with his own eyes that Fang Mo would blow up the city at the slightest disagreent, although the people of Sokovia were almost completely evacuated. But that was still a city, destroyed just like that, and before that, this guy even dared to joke about World War II.
Compared to Fang Mo, Nick Fury, although also full of lies, was at least reliable when it ca to protecting humanity.
Thinking this, Captain Arica nodded: "Then I'll leave this to you, Nick."
"Good luck, Captain."
As Nick Fury said this, Captain Arica didn't respond much and just ran towards the Stark Tower, taking out an Iron Armor that happened to pass by with his shield along the way.
And after Captain Arica left.
Nick Fury directly pulled out the small pistol from his waist.
"Co on, can't you switch to another weapon?"
Seeing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but speak out: "TM Stark has begun researching nano armor, and you're still using a small pistol. Isn't this tech tree a bit too far behind?"
"What's this?"
Nick Fury said unflappably, "In our team, there's also soone who charges forward with just a shield... Has he defeated fewer enemies?"
"You're a modern Black man comparing with a World War II veteran?"
Fang Mo bluntly said, "Have so sha, will you? Why don't you compare yourself with a dieval Black man? They could throw spears..."
"What can I do then?"
Hearing this, Nick Fury retorted irritably: "Stark worries I might reverse-engineer his technological achievents. The weapons and abilities of others cannot be replicated. Apart from using a pistol, what can I do? You wouldn't even give a single golden apple."
"I initially said I would give you the Sharingan, but you didn't want it."
Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "You are a black person after all; it's not like I could give you a white eye, right? Think about it, does that even make sense?"
"It's because you said that the eye has side effects."
Nick Fury said, "Look at Barton. Do you know how long he hasn't taken a shower? He can't even drink water now and has to rely on ice cubes and hydrogels to quench his thirst every day. You say the Sharingan would cause kidney deficiency... I guess this kidney deficiency is not just in the literal sense, right?"
"Think positively, you black people won't have kidney deficiency."
Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "I have never heard of a black person who was not up to the task. In my previous country, there was a principal who was incredibly fond of your skin color, almost to the point of kneeling before you. I pondered for a long ti but couldn't figure out the reason behind it, and in the end, I could only suspect his sexual orientation."
At this point, Fang Mo suddenly laughed.
"Maybe this has sothing to do with you guys not having kidney deficiency. After all, according to my guess... when he gets old, he will definitely get slapped in the face by caregivers."
"You really don't need to explain all this to ."
Even Nick Fury couldn't keep it together after hearing Fang Mo's words: "I just wanted you to give a golden apple, that shouldn't be hard for you, right?"
"Not hard at all."
Fang Mo directly said, "But the problem is that each character's features must be distinct. Hawkeye has already eaten a golden apple. If you eat one too, then your character features would overlap, so I must make you into a Ninja, the legendary unit of chakra asurent in the ninja world."
"That doesn't sound like a good title."
Nick Fury couldn't help saying, "And I really don't want kidney deficiency. Can't you give so other superpower? Like becoming your follower, and then you grant strength or sothing..."
"I'm not so Dinsional Demon God to take followers."
Fang Mo directly refused with a wave of his hand.
"Aren't you?"
Nick Fury's one eye looked at Fang Mo, calm yet with a strange certainty: "Are you sure?"
"Uh, I..."
Fang Mo's gaze also drifted: "I... probably am not?"
"In the past few days, I've searched through ancient texts from around the world." Nick Fury said calmly: "I found records about the Crimson Cosmos' Cyttorak, but no matter where, none of the ancient scriptures ntioned anything about Sargeras."
"That only shows how little humanity knows."
Fang Mo spread his hands.
"My n found an elder. He's not a Sorcerer from the Kamar-Taj lineage, but he's deeply knowledgeable in the art of spirit communication." Nick Fury said: "Thanks to him, I briefly communicated with Cyttorak. Do you know what he said?"
"He said you're a foolish insect, wanting to crush you."
Fang Mo said.
"No, quite the opposite." Nick Fury stared at Fang Mo and said, "He has no clue about what's happening on Earth, and... he's very curious about soone impersonating him."
"This must be the cunning plot of a Dinsional Demon God!"
Fang Mo imdiately said, "He wants to deceive you, to descend into the real world through you, and then kill all humans!"
"From the mont you started slacking off, I began to suspect."
Nick Fury ignored Fang Mo and said to himself, "This world is an interesting toy to you, and you wouldn't tolerate others tampering with it, especially since Sargeras was the first you ntioned, suggesting it could be used against Thanos... But your real goal is probably to deal with the foolish congressn, right?"
"The Avengers have a collective IQ of a stone, and you damn well monopolize eight of it."
Hearing this, Fang Mo was too lazy to continue making things up and frankly admitted, directly standing with his hands on his hips and said: "That's right, it was who did it."
"Was the Thanos thing also you?"
Nick Fury thought for a mont and asked.
"That wasn't ." Fang Mo did not hide it and said directly while touching his forehead: "I really wanted to kill that guy. Initially, I just wanted to use him to get the Soul Stone, but I didn't expect him to be even sneakier than you, turning around and stealing three from . Next ti I et him, I'll definitely tear off the skin on his chin to make a wallet."
"Do you need to introduce a couple of leatherworkers to you?"
Nick Fury asked.
"No need, Earth's tools can't handle Thanos' skin." Fang Mo shook his head: "I rember his skin being many tis harder than Hulk's."
"Alright then."
Nick Fury nodded, his eyes flickering, not sure what he was thinking: "So... let's shift our topic back to the Dinsional Demon God, Consultant Fang Mo, you wouldn't want others to know about you being the Dinsional Demon God, would you?"
"?"
Fang Mo looked at Nick Fury as if he were an idiot: "Do you think this trick would work on ?"
"I don't think it works, but it's a popular in Japan, so I thought I'd give it a try." Nick Fury didn't care and quickly switched to another topic: "Then... don't you find it interesting, the idea of becoming your follower?"
"Hm?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo was genuinely surprised for a mont.
Of course, it wasn't really Fang Mo's fault. After all, as the king of spies, Nick Fury was quite knowledgeable in psychology.
Moreover, aside from necessary work, Nick Fury spent all his remaining ti studying Fang Mo's behavior, analyzing his thoughts deeply every day, the aning behind every sentence, and how to naturally continue the joke, treating it very seriously as his work.
Under such a premise.
He was indeed the person who understood Fang Mo the best in the Marvel Universe.
"The Demon God of Joy and his Great Malice Seed Ritual?" Fang Mo touched his chin, feeling that this combination seed quite interesting, so he nodded: "Alright, I understand your request, then I'll go back and create a set of exclusive divine magic for you..."
"Wait a mont."
Nick Fury held Fang Mo back: "Let's not worry about exclusive divine magic for now, can you first deal with those iron armors in the sky? They seem to be increasing in number."
"Oh, that's easy."
Fang Mo said nonchalantly, then directly clenched his fist towards the sky, preparing to launch an attack.
However, just at that mont, the upper half of Stark Tower suddenly made a "bang" sound, followed by a figure crashing through the glass and flying out, plumting straight to the ground.
"Hm?"
This sudden scene also caught Nick Fury's attention: "Is that Stark?"
"No worries, don't bother with him."
Fang Mo waved his hand and said: "He's playing the aerialist here, he'll dive back in no ti. I'll still deal with the iron arm..."
Before he could finish the sentence.
Sothing suddenly plopped down in front of them.
Nick Fury curiously looked down, only to find that it was Stark's chest nano-reactor, which imdiately gave him a start.
"Motherfucker! Catch Stark!"
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