The five thousand year old girl of Meiman

Sitwell looked at the scene in front of him and really didn't know how to describe his mood.

After the war broke out outside New York City, SHIELD came to deal with the matter as quickly as possible, but they were not the only department that received the news. The military also appeared at the scene of the war.

The nine corpses on the ground with different forms of death all told that this battle was just a one-sided massacre.

"We meet again, Agent Sitwell." The military boy who had previously had a conflict over the White Queen appeared in front of Sitwell again.

"Yes." Sitwell was still smiling. He had never had any huge mood swings.

"You won't let me continue to complain against you this time, right?" The guy didn't care at all about Sitwell's bland response, and just used the words Sitwell said to him before to taunt him.

The two parties are like mice eyeing the same piece of cheese, neither one is willing to give the thing in front of him to the other.

Who knows if any valuable genes will be obtained from these corpses. After all, someone who dares to fight a humanoid self-propelled nuclear bomb is definitely not a simple guy.

They might be able to get something unexpected out of these guys.

"Sir, is that normal?" a SHIELD agent suddenly shouted to Sitwell.

Sitwell had no reason to get rid of this military idiot, so he naturally approached the SHIELD agent who spoke.

"Walter!" Sitwell watched as the chest of the female corpse gradually lit up, just like the Ark reactor on Tony Stark's chest, but this one was even stranger.

A small ball that seemed to be made of gold slowly emerged from the female corpse's chest.

Before anyone from SHIELD could react, the small ball had already disappeared into the sky.

"Sir, did we miss something?" The SHIELD agent from before stared blankly at the direction where the ball disappeared.

"Report it, it's no longer something we can decide, especially..." Sitwell retracted his gaze in the direction where the ball disappeared, and turned to look at the military bosses who were already communicating on the phone. "There are still these people out there."

The agent knew very well what his parents meant, and quickly called on several agents to guard the female corpse to prevent the military guys from getting closer.

Sitwell has already begun to report the matter to his immediate superior, Coulson.

"Sir."

When the call was connected, the little ball had completely moved away from the solar system. It could even be said that the moment it left the earth, it had already reached the place it needed to reach.

For Alitham's little ball, it can no longer be said to be small. To him, it can only be regarded as a small thing like a bacteria.

But it was this little thing that brought Alitham the information he needed most.

All the Eternals on Earth died, and no one was spared.

Alitham looked at all the details of the battle projected by the small ball, including the appearance of Ancient One and the hands that tore open the mirror space.

He underestimated the woman on earth who was suspected of being a Greek god. That woman was at least a guy who could rival the two great god kings, a heavenly father-level existence.

"Perhaps, I can go to the earth when I have time." Alitham no longer pays attention to any scene when the ball is released. A guy with the level of a heavenly father can completely massacre the Eternals one-sidedly.

Alitham now has no time to care about things on earth. The Eternals have just been killed.

Then just make a few of them, that'll be enough.

Looking back to the earth, SHIELD has completely reached an agreement with the military regarding the dead bodies.

Even the last dead body, that of a dark-haired woman, was found on the California border.

When he was found, it looked like a wild dog that had died accidentally on the roadside, but the wounds on his body and the marks underneath him that were punctured by sharp objects all meant one thing.

This is a speedster, but it is nailed here by another faster thing.

"So where are the weapons?" the head of SHIELD asked the military.

The military was the first to discover the body, but they themselves did not see the weapon that killed the woman, and there was no trace at all.

"That sharp weapon completely evaporated out of thin air." The military leaders could only tell the truth. After all, they were telling the truth.

"Shit!" The SHIELD agent uttered a curse word, but he knew that these rough guys were telling the truth, otherwise the place would have been surrounded by the military.

A weapon that could kill speedsters would be of greater use than their corpses.

Any agreement is basically a piece of paper in front of that kind of weapon.

On the other hand, Diana has returned to her home.

Warm water flowed from the showerhead, washing away the blood stained by Diana's battle.

Slowly, red water formed at Diana's feet and slowly flowed away.

The face that was originally stained with blood and looked like a devil now showed her natural beauty again.

He walked out of the bathroom, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and sat in his restaurant, savoring the deliciousness of the ice cream.

Diana had no psychological burden at all for leaving the bodies of the Eternals in the so-called battlefield. After all, SHIELD and the military would clean up the mess.

Diana doesn't care if SHIELD and the military can find some useful information on those Eternals. After all, the Eternals, as a tool of the Celestials, are naturally not a technology that can be spied on by the current earth.

Or there is no way to spy on this technology.

Now, the only guy she cares about is this man who broke into her home for no apparent reason.

Even Gugu didn't have any hostility towards this man, and even nestled quietly next to him.

The man has long black hair, and his resolute face is full of alert at this moment, and his hands have even touched his waist, as if he can launch an effective counterattack in the next moment.

There were large and small tears on the black suit, and some of them had blood flowing out.

"People from the Continental Hotel?" Diana knew very well that in the entire New York City, anyone who could dress like this, even with multiple wounds, who had not been taken away by the NYPD for investigation, could basically be identified as the killer of the Continental Hotel.

Or high-top table people.

The man did not answer Diana's question, but was still observing Diana's every move with great nervousness, giving the impression that he was a leopard hiding in the grass that might pounce on its prey at any time.

In his eyes, Diana's beauty seemed to have no impact at all. He was like a sophisticated robot, always maintaining a high degree of vigilance.

"I'm quite curious, why didn't you go to the Continental Hotel? Shouldn't it be safer for you somewhere?" Diana was also quite curious about this man's condition. Not only did he not choose to go to the Continental Hotel, but he came A place where there is absolutely no safety guarantee.

The man shook his head: "My condition is not enough to support me to go to the Continental Hotel."

Diana looked at the man's blood slowly seeping into the floor of her home: "So you chose to pollute my floor? It's very expensive."

The man never imagined that the woman in front of him was only caring about his floor.For a rich man living on the top floor of the Plaza Hotel in New York, would he still care about his floor?

If Diana knew what a man was thinking, she would probably give you a nice roll of her eyes, Nanre.

It's not like she bought the house, and she doesn't have that much money to buy such a top-level apartment, let alone repair it after it is damaged.

"John Wigger." The man suddenly said.

"Okay." Diana was not surprised at this sudden act of announcing her family status.

I've seen too many people like this.