"So that's how it is. I didn't expect His Majesty Odin to confer an earthling, so you must have made the greatest contribution in the war."
"You are very smart. It seems that you have learned a lot during your time on Earth. This weapon is yours. You know best where to put it. Now we need to find the remaining two to prevent them from falling into the hands of some people. At the same time, we need to use the weapon as bait to capture a few people." Wesley revealed their purpose.
"Yes, I can set off with you. I can definitely find these weapons easily, but please don't let me return to the Divine Realm."
"Don't worry, now that God's Domain has reached an alliance with SHIELD and Avengers, there will be more and more communication between them," Wesley said.
Elliot Randolph took his backpack and walked out with Wesley and the others. As they walked, he asked, "Did the Realm lose a lot in the war?"
Wesley glanced at him. "Maybe I can recommend you as His Majesty Odin's think tank."
"No, no, no, this is impossible. I will be regarded as a coward and a loser. The people of the Realm only care about military achievements, so I chose to stay on Earth. You may not believe it, but I am a stonemason, responsible for breaking big rocks and knocking them day and night." Elliot Randolph sat in the front passenger seat and said to Wesley and the others.
"You might not be able to imagine that kind of life. It's not that it's hard or that I don't have enough to eat. The Divine Realm is very rich in materials, but this kind of work makes me numb. One day, the guards of the palace came to recruit soldiers and fought with the Ice Giant, so I signed up. In the end, I won the battle, but I didn't return to the Divine Realm. Instead, I quietly stayed." As everyone listened to his story, the car drove on and then boarded the plane to the second location.
On the plane, Sky, Fitz and Simons were interested to hear about the Realm. At least Professor Randolph knew a lot more than Wesley.
The second component was obtained unusually smoothly. After all, it was placed by Elliot Randolph himself. He took it out directly and went on to the third. Because the second location was in the city, it might be difficult to fight, so they went directly to the third place.
"You guys are on the plane. We'll go with Randolph. Then we'll wait there for them to take the bait. We'll come back when we're done," Wesley said.
"Why don't you let us go with you? We can all shoot now." Sky asked.
Elliot Randolph said, "Although weapons have a limited effect on earthlings, it's not something you can deal with, so only Sir Knight and I can go. Put it well. Facing the real God Realm warriors, they are just a small problem."
They drove to a church, where he had first stopped. After they entered, they went directly to the last part of the weapon. Wesley was relieved to see that the last part was still there.
"Take the weapon. Let me see how powerful the Berserk Warriors in the Divine Realm are," Wesley said.
"Not bad. The speed of a berserker is too strong, especially after the combination of three parts, I have no problem fighting on my own." He directly put the weapon aside. Wesley frowned, then walked over and picked up the weapon. Then a violent emotion hit his sanity.
"Special radiation is affecting your rationality. I have begun to regulate the interior of your body and coordinate the secretions in your body." Apple's voice sounded.
Elliot Randolph looked at Wesley, who was standing still. How dare this earthling take up a berserk warrior's weapon. It seemed likely that he would be greatly affected. Wesley turned around. There was no anger or irritation in his eyes. He had been calm for a long time.
"How? You weren't affected?" Elliot Randolph asked.
"Of course not. How do you think I became a knight? Since you don't use it, I will put it away." With a shake of his hands, the weapon disappeared.
"It's really incredible. Where did your armor and current weapons go? There is no such technology in the Divine Realm."
"Hehe, don't you think it's magic?" Wesley looked at him teasingly.
He said indifferently, "Since you've been there, you naturally know that it's just a form of technology."
Wesley agreed with him, but at that moment, there was the sound of footsteps. Wesley looked up and saw a group of people with angry faces rushing in. They were the heretics. The official leader was a man and a woman, Jacob Nystrom, and his girlfriend, Petra Larson. The woman held a Berserker's weapon in her hand.
"Did you take the rest of the weapon?" Jacob Nystrom asked.
Wesley nodded. "That's right. Now hand over your part and surrender."
"Ha ha." Everyone on the other side laughed. In their eyes, it was just a joke, but Wesley had moved before their laughter disappeared. His heart had already begun to beat rapidly. There was a flash and the last section of the weapon had fallen into Wesley's hand. Elliot Randolph looked at Wesley in surprise.
He could see the movements clearly, but he did not have this speed. He only had strength. At the same time, he also knew why the other party could become a Knight. He was not an ordinary Earthling.
Wesley took the last weapon, and then the other two sections appeared. The three parts glowed at the same time, and then combined to become a completed Berserker weapon. The whole weapon glowed red and was breathtaking, but Wesley was not affected at all. He waved the assembled weapon and rushed forward.
The entire weapon was made of metal, and Wesley swung it very easily. The metal rod was swung like a tiger and charged directly into the crowd. These people had been strengthened by the weapon, but they could not fight back against Wesley at all. With a sweep of the rod, several people were sent flying and hit the wall behind them and fainted.
Elliot Randolph had wanted to go up and help, but Wesley was swinging the stick so that he couldn't get his hand in at all, and it wouldn't feel good if it hit him.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen people had been put down by Wesley. Every one of them could take a hit. Wesley put away his stick again, then took out his phone and asked Phil Coulson to organize an escort.
"The stick is good. It's good for fighting," Wesley said.
"Yes, but I didn't expect it to not affect your clarity," Elliot Randolph said.
"Well, it really doesn't affect me." Wesley naturally wouldn't say why.
Elliot Randolph went back to being a professor. He liked life on Earth, and Wesley had no intention of sending him back to the Realm of the Gods. However, it was impossible to let him go. He became a consultant to SHIELD.
That's right, another consultant, and a secret one at that, specifically against the consultant of Phil Coulson's team. He would help if necessary, and there was little point in that. He chose to compromise with Wesley.
Jazz's identity was very useful because Elliot Randolph knew that the result of being sent back to the Divine Realm was unacceptable to him. Even if he was not convicted, he would need to become a stonemason again and be mocked by others. He was a deserter.
"There's another mission." Phil Coulson didn't let Wesley and others take time off because he received another mission, a strange mission. A female doctor seemed to suddenly have superpowers, and everyone who was hostile to her would be attacked inexplicably. After receiving the mission, the plane took off again.
Wesley, on the other hand, was relieved. He had waited a long time for this mission because the criminal was caught between two worlds, and he had a strong interest in it, especially after he had the space gem. He wanted to try and see if he could rescue him. Such a thing was beyond his reach, and it was very beneficial for his study of the space gem, but he remained calm and developed an ambiguous relationship with Sky.
The group arrived at the target's house, but it was surrounded by a lot of people. The police had been dispatched and they were looking for the target. The target, Hannah Hutchins, was at the door being questioned by the police.
After getting out of the car, they showed their IDs and walked straight over. Phil Coulson said to the leading police officer, "Can I trouble you to evacuate them?"
"It's been evacuated, but we're a free country," the sheriff said.
Wesley frowned and then said, "Freedom doesn't mean they can surround other people's houses. Evacuate them now, or you can take off your police uniform." Wesley's eyes were cold. He had always scoffed at the idea of a 'free country.' It was just a trick to fool people.
The sheriff glared at Wesley and wanted to say something, but he gave in in the end, because guys in black suits and ties were not to be trifled with, including FBI, CIA, and other intelligence agencies. The police in the United States were not guaranteed jobs. They were all hired. Even a bureau chief could fire him, so he had to take people to evacuate. And there was the next police officer here. Wesley looked at him and said, "You go to work too. We'll take over here."
The reason why all of these police officers were transferred away was that they had not dealt with similar things before. They were still ordinary people. Even if it was an ordinary gun battle, they would be extremely nervous. Leaving them behind would only make things worse.
"Well done, Wesley," Phil Colson said.
"You're too gentle. It's not appropriate to involve these police officers in special events. They're no different from ordinary people. They'll only make things worse. Now let's see Miss Hannah Hutchins."
The two of them came to Hannah Hutchins and Phil Coulson introduced himself. "Miss Hutchins, I'm Agent Coulson. We specialize in strange events, similar to what happened to you."
"Are you going to lock me up?" Hannah Hutchins said in a choked voice.
Wesley felt that she was very unstable and that she was probably frightened, so he said, "No, we're here to help you. If you have some special abilities, then we need to help you master them and control them. You have to know that this is your ability, and you can't let it get out of control. If it's not your ability, then I need to find out what caused this situation. I don't think you want to be entangled in such a strange thing, do you?" Wesley's voice was gentle.
Hannah Hutchins nodded in agreement, and Wesley said again, "Let's go inside and talk. We'll leave after the crowd outside has been evacuated. After all, there's no equipment. We need to do some physical tests on you to see if you have superpowers. Can you come in and sit down?"
At this moment, the crowd still hadn't dispersed. The sheriff was trying to persuade them when a man threw a fruit at Hannah Hutchins and hit the door with a bang.
"Please get out of here," the man said. Wesley was a little angry at that time and strode over. He grabbed the man's collar with one hand and threw it on the ground. Then he grabbed his arm and put it behind his back. Then he turned back to the sheriff and said, "If you don't have the ability to evacuate them, then you don't have to do it. Now cuff him. I don't need to tell you what the charges are, right?"
Wesley's tough move seemed to have provoked the people around him. They began to move closer to Wesley. The police rushed to intercept them, and Wesley took out his pistol. He did not have a good impression of the American, Wesley. "We are attached to the special department, and we now ask you to disperse immediately. Otherwise, we can arrest you according to the regulations and shoot you if necessary. Does anyone want to try?"
The black muzzle of the gun pointed at them. Everyone who wanted to cause trouble was frightened. Someone shouted, "We are American citizens. This is our right."
Wesley raised his gun and fired two shots into the sky. "Your rights do not include surrounding other people's homes, nor do you have the right to hinder our actions. If this happens again, I will arrest you. Now, do you still want to shout?"
The person who had just shouted stopped talking and the crowd began to disperse. Wesley then pointed at the sheriff and said, "You don't have to do it anymore. We will send a notice to your police station. You didn't fully cooperate with our operation. If your chief dares to cover for you, then he will have the same result as you."
Wesley put his gun away and returned to the door again. Phil Coulson looked at him in surprise. "You're very angry today. Did something happen?"
"No, but I'm just showing you how to deal with uncooperative officers and people who affect the operation. We have regulations. These regulations are not for show. You're too gentle." Wesley then said to Hannah Hutchins, "Okay, Miss Hutchins, let's go in and take a rest. We'll leave when there's no one outside. Now you need to drink some water to calm your emotions."
Hannah Hutchins looked at Wesley's series of actions in surprise. She was so stunned that she had no time to feel sorry for herself. Dazed, she led them into the room and sat down in the living room. Wesley took the initiative to pour her a glass of water and then sat opposite, carefully observing his surroundings. He was looking for the person caught in the space gap.
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