Chapter 838 The way home

The dim light flickered.

The surrounding walls were covered with metal pipes, and waves of low roars echoed in the long, narrow and deep underground passages.

The Druid's pupils were golden, and several black veins popped up on his forehead. Large beads of sweat oozed out, gathered along his cheeks and down his chin, and finally fell on the cold ground.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Visible to the naked eye, there are layers of ripples in the surrounding space, as if there is some invisible force stirring the space.

"Uh uh uh ah ah ah..."

Nick Fury's brain felt like being stabbed by needles, and he screamed in pain. His body curled up and rolled over on the ground.

It was like a red-hot iron was pressed into his brain, and then stirred wildly. It was as if he could feel his brain shaking!

A consciousness that did not belong to him was squeezing in with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude, trying to explore the memories in his mind.

"No! No! No!"

Fury's eyes were about to burst, and his eye sockets were almost broken. His eyes were red like a wild beast, and he roared loudly: "Don't expect to get the news from the Spirit Son Laboratory!"

Since his hands were bound by the golden light belt, he could only choose a more extreme method.

Fury shook his head fiercely, aimed at the wall next to him, and slammed into it with all his strength.

boom!

In just one blow, his head was broken and blood flowed.

Fury's forehead was sunken, blood flowed out uncontrollably, and there were stars in his eyes and his mind was buzzing.

The blood soaked the entire face, making the already ferocious face look even more terrifying now, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Ikaris and Druid were shocked. They really didn't expect Fury to be so cruel.

Seeing that Fury was about to hit him, Ikaris was frightened and angry, and stepped forward to catch Nick Fury, restraining his joints with his backhand.

"Want to die?"

Ikaris was calmly angry and said in a cold voice: "It's not that simple. When you reveal the secret of the Spirit Son Laboratory, I will naturally let you die!"

Failing to seek death made Fury suffer even more.

As his thoughts continued to increase, his brain was like a piece of paste, with only the last bit of instinct remaining, making tenacious resistance.

"Still struggling?!"

The druid's face changed slightly, and he was shocked by Fury's willpower. He gritted his teeth and increased his mental output: "I want to see how long you can resist!"

boom!

An extremely powerful mental force, like a drill made of steel, exploded with astonishing impact, constantly hitting Fury's cerebral cortex, trying to break through the last layer of defense.

Rumble——

Although the battle between mental powers is invisible, it is extremely dangerous. Fury is like a tough rock, no matter how the huge waves beat it, it still stands firm.

But...human beings have their limits after all.

Fury struggled to hold on for a long time, until he was in a trance, his body was covered with bruises, and he was on the verge of collapse under the increasingly violent mental waves.

Ikaris put away the contempt in his eyes and turned it into admiration. He did not expect that a human could actually resist the druid's control, even for such a long time.

“Tell me quickly!!!”

Seeing the admiration flashing in his companion's eyes, the druid was filled with shame and anger. It took him so long to deal with a human, which made him lose face, and his mental power surged several times again.

Black veins protruded from his neck, and the druid's delicate face became even redder and more ferocious due to the excessive use of mental power.

boom!

Fury was bleeding from all his orifices, his pupils turned white, his whole body was swaying, and then his head dropped weakly.

It was this shock.

It became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the stubborn reef could no longer bear it. In Fury's low whine, all his resistance collapsed, and it plummeted like a dike.

"Finally solved."

The druid breathed a long sigh of relief, his violent thoughts calmed down, and the veins on his face gradually receded.

Although the process was somewhat difficult, Fury's resistance was unexpected and it took him a lot of effort, but now he could finally control this man's consciousness unscrupulously.

But deep inside Fury's ocean of consciousness, the Druid couldn't help but take a breath of air, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes: "This man... this man..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Ikaris thought something was wrong and asked nervously: "Did it fail?"

"No...not..."

Druid took deep breaths repeatedly, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said with a hint of horror on his face: "This guy's brain... is very abnormal, it's like... there are countless Human memory!”

He could only use such adjectives to describe the shocking scene he saw deep in Fury's brain, in the ocean of consciousness where memories were stored.

In theory, everyone's ocean of consciousness should be relatively complete.

But Nick Fury's ocean of consciousness was cut into countless cubes, completely unconnected with each other, just like independent individuals.

The druid tried to touch one of them and found that there was an extremely powerful mental defense on the outside of these cubes. If it was forcibly broken through, it would easily cause self-destruction.

"Never mind those things!"

Ikaris said anxiously: "Our target is the Spirit Son Laboratory. You just need to find this part of his consciousness and control him to tell the secret of how to enter!"

"Give me ten minutes."

The druid closed his eyes and said: "This guy has too many memories. If he is not careful, he can easily cause self-destruction. I will look carefully."

"good!"

Hearing this, no matter how irritated Ikaris was, he could only force himself to calm down, but the uneasy feeling in his heart could never be shaken off.

Time passes little by little.

Just when Ikaris could no longer bear it and urged him again, the druid suddenly swayed, followed by bleeding from all his orifices. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes, his face as pale as a brush. A coat of paint.

"Are you OK?"

Ikaris was startled, and quickly supported the Druid who was about to fall, and expressed concern.

"I'm fine... I'm just careless..." Druid raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, and forced a smile: "I found a way to enter the spirit laboratory. I need Nick. Fury's biological DNA, pupil mold, fingerprints, dynamic voice, and a secret hand gesture."

"We need to divide into two groups." Ikaris's heart sank, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes: "There is no other way, Fury and I will go..."

"No, let me go."

Druid interrupted him, patted his shoulder hard, used his strength to push himself up, looked at the unconscious Fury, and said calmly: "First of all, only I can control Fury, there is no point in you going. "

"But......"

Ikaris wanted to retort, but the Druid raised his hand to stop him.

"Hear me out, Ikaris."

The Druid's eyes were a little lonely, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "You are the Supreme of the Eternal Tribe. Tina, Circe, and the elves are all waiting for you to take them back home, so you cannot die."

"Secondly..."

"Makali is dead. I...have hidden my feelings for so long and will never have the chance to convey them to her. I just took advantage of this opportunity to avenge her. I can't give it to you." .”

"So, let me go."

The Druid let out a long sigh, with encouragement in his eyes, and said, "You will be a good Supreme, Ikaris. I believe you can definitely take them back."

Ikaris did not answer him, but lowered his head deeply, clenched his fists tightly, and dug his nails into his flesh.

He deceived the druid...

Once the God Appearance Ceremony ends and a new God is born, everyone will die.

The way home...

It didn’t exist from the beginning!