The night was already deep, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. There was dull thunder rolling in the dark clouds, and the rumbling sound seemed to come from a distant horizon. The sky in New York all day seemed to be about to fall thunderstorms at any time, but it only made people look at it and didn't come.

Not far from New York City, somewhere unknown, there is a pitch-black island on the water. There is no light source within hundreds of meters near the island. The cold wind whistles, slapping the salty and wet sea water on the rugged rocks along the coast, and even the water body seems to be in a pitch-black color.

This is an "isolated island", one of the four super prisons, dedicated to the detention of high-risk criminals with superpowers. Like the other three super prisons, this place was once under the jurisdiction of SHIELD, but after the collapse of SHIELD, its control was handed over to the army.

As a prison that has invested countless funds and hired a large number of cutting-edge talents to develop fully, the island has an unquestionable highest level of security system. It is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land has been armed, and even the best agents cannot infiltrate.

The Iron Island Prison is surrounded by water, which is its natural advantage as the only water prison among the four major prisons. With the Iron Island Prison as the center, the waters with a radius of half a mile are covered with jellyfish that can release deadly nerve toxins. The prison courtyard is equipped with a large force field, and the open space is guarded by automatic turrets from the gate until more than ten meters away. More than 30 turrets remotely controlled by central computers cover every inch of the open space in the courtyard. Anyone who breaks in without authorization will be shot into a sieve in an instant.

There is also a set of strict security measures inside the prison. Although the entire island prison looks like a gloomy and tall black building on the outside, it is actually divided into relatively independent areas. The structure inside the prison is complicated, and prisoners are divided into different areas according to the severity of the crime they record and the ability of super criminals.

Every staff member within the island received an extremely rigorous training before joining the job, and most of them were only allowed to move in their own work areas.

For some extremely dangerous superpower criminals, they are completely isolated from custom-made cells. They have no free time to move, and they must not leave their cells in any special circumstances. These few high-risk criminals have adopted a restraining solution tailored to their respective abilities to ensure that they cannot use their superpowers to destroy the world to break free from the constraints and overturn the prison.

Billy Coverdale, a former SHIELD Level 5 agent, has been a prisoner at the Iron Island Prison since the disbandment of SHIELD. Perhaps because he has multiple field experience as SHIELD and his resume is relatively credible, the superiors of the prison directly assigned him to the "S" area, the highest-risk area of ​​the entire prison after the review.

And now, he is taking Donald, a newcomer who has just been assigned to the area, on a routine nightly patrol, teaching the newcomer the detailed process of the entire set of procedures.

Routine inspections in S-level areas have a very complex set of procedures and must be strictly carried out in accordance with regulations and no errors may occur in any link. If the above accidentally finds that a prison guard misses a certain link or makes some key steps wrong during the patrol inspection on a certain day, then the person must be fired the next day, without any room for maneuver.

Coverdale never tires about the unlocking steps of an ultra-high-strength alloy door to the newcomer three times, and urged him to operate it himself before taking him to the next step.

"So many steps, so many security systems," Donald couldn't help but say as he followed his senior, walking in a uncomfortable narrow corridor. "The people who are imprisoned here must be really a group of vicious people."

"No one group." Coverdale walked in front and glanced back at him, "Only one."

Donald was surprised: "One? You mean, so many complex and expensive equipment...all for one person?"

"The entire S area of ​​the Isle Island Prison, yes. There is only one person who can have this honor to be detained here."

"Then can I know who that is?"

Coverdale glanced at the newcomer.

"Remember one thing, novices," he said. "In this place, you shouldn't ask too much about what you don't know. Anything you should know will naturally be told by someone. I've been here for more than two years, but I still don't know who I'm here to be detained. You just need to know that a guy who can be assigned to the S-level area and receive such a level of treatment will definitely be able to tear down the entire island easily, so there must be no mistakes in any link."

Donald held his breath and nodded: "I understand."

Coverdale led him to the last door. He also explained the operation steps of unlocking the door several times in detail, and then supervised the newcomer to open the door. Before entering, he paused and said mysteriously: "Although we don't know who is closed inside, you will have a chance to see him later. However, he is wearing many layers of steel shackles, and you may not be able to see his original image."

Donald was stunned for a moment. He thought of the horror of a prisoner who was locked in the S-level area, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of timidity in his heart.

"We...have to go see him?"

"Yes, this is also part of the prescribed process. The inspectors must confirm with their own eyes that the prisoner is in normal condition and also check whether all the systems in the cell are functioning well. But don't worry, although the criminals locked up here are extremely terrifying, the "isolated island" is not a vegetarian. The prison under our feet is invested so much that you can't imagine it. It is a fortress tailored for these dangerous molecules. Trust me, even the gods can trap the island."

After hearing what he said, Donald felt a little more at ease, but he still felt nervous.

They finally came to this customized cage. The cell is located in the heart of the area, and is shaped like a large square cube, with the inside being shrouded in some powerful force field. In addition to the only vent hole that even mosquitoes cannot fly into, the entire room is completely sealed, and the strength of the four walls can withstand the direct bombing of intercontinental missiles.

After ensuring that all functions inside and outside the cell and even the air conditioning system were checked, Coverdale pressed the "transparent" switch, and the white wall to the outside of the cell suddenly became transparent automatically, separated by a layer of light gold transparent energy barrier.

Donald widened his eyes and looked straight at the only resident in the cell.

Coverdale was right. He could not see the original image of this guy, but he thought that this might be a pretty big guy. The man was covered with layers of shackles, just like a huge steel coat covered with a heavy and huge steel coat. It was estimated that the net weight was several tons. Even his face was locked up by alloy material, revealing only a pair of yellow eyes.

Donald imagined that he was trapped in such a strong shackle, and he might not be able to move a finger. Even in a prison like the isolated island, treatment like this may be unique.

But he couldn't tell why, it was obvious that this guy was locked and could not move at all. But when he intersected with his yellow eyes, he suddenly felt cold hands and feet. The coldness was like an ice snake climbing up his spine, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

What kind of terrifying creature is that it has such majestic and terrifying murderous aura!

Donald didn't know how long he had been numb, until his colleague turned off the transparency and turned the wall back into white, he came to his senses and found that his back was soaked by cold sweat.

He looked pale, gasping for two breaths, and pointed at the wall in disbelief: "That thing..."

"Yes, I know it's shocking." Coverdale patted his shoulder, "I wasn't much better than you when I first saw it."

"Okay, it's just that it's still too scary... Speaking of which, how did this terrible thing get caught in the beginning?"

"God knows. I said, no question." Coverdale shrugged and led him out, "Okay, our mission is completed, we can go and see what late-night snacks are available..."

The gate closed heavily again, locking the voices of the two prisoners outside. A silence was restored to the prison.

The bound figure made a heavy nasal sound from his nose.

A stupid and weak human, if he could get out of this place...

"You can easily crush them all, like bugs, right?"

It was a woman's voice, with a smile in her voice. The yellow eyes showed a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!