The Death Knell

"Really? The Civil War of 616 broke out. Doum's progress is a bit ahead. I just don't know if Thanos and the Dark Order can withstand that long."

On the top floor of the Baxter Building in the Zombie Universe, the death knell silently communicated with the adjutant through the strangulated nerve link.

On the surface, he was just smoking a cigarette calmly, looking like a bystander.

The ultimate team has already begun to clean the battlefield. Those zombies cannon fodder are not their opponents at all, and even the battle process is lackluster. They are now rummaging around in this building to show Tony what weird things are.

After all, he is also a genius scientist, and probably only he can understand some of the creations of the zombie Reid.

"If we want to save more people for our use in the future, why should Dum cause this?" The electrical signal from the adjutant was strangled and accepted, transformed into an image on the host's retina, and his mind In the voice.

At this moment, the beautiful puppet has a look of confusion on her face. She has enough computing power, but some things cannot be answered by logical calculations.

"Earth 616 is special. It is also called the main world. The superheroes there are too strong. Whether it is the Dark Order or Doctor Strange, I need to contain them. The ultimate goal is to make 616 and 1610 collide. Rather than one party successfully blowing up the opponent, only by keeping the pair in pairs, our 40K can be bye until the end."

"So, I understand that while weakening the ultimate team, we should also weaken the Avengers and the Illuminati. When 1610 and 616 face each other, it is best to prevent them from going to each other’s earth, and to ensure their overall strength. Less than 40K overall."

The adjutant nodded, her hands folded in front of her, her silver hair falling naturally like a waterfall.

"There is no need to be so strict, we just need to artificially create a close match, after all, there is a countdown."

The death knell answered silently, he breathed out a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes:

"The collision of two earths is actually a zero-sum game. It is a winner-takes-all game, but the'win' of other parallel universes is not good for us or even the multiverse, so we have always been deliberately creating The situation of'duezi' and'elimination'."

The team that went to the parallel world to save people actually played the role of elimination, but they believed that they were doing the right thing to save more people from the integration of diversity.

They had naive ideas, after all, as the number of people increased, their ideas became strange.

But as the zombies of the ‘Supervisor Team’, they will urge them to follow the path arranged by Su Ming through various methods.

Although the heroes didn't know it, every time they arrived in a new world with the spider totem, it meant that they were doing the same work as the Dark Order.

The sudden decrease in the number of parallel worlds is justified, and now several teams are doing the work of destroying parallel universes.

The Black Swan cult inherited by Doum and the Black Priest cult of 616 Doctor Strange are all active teams on the timeline. They can even go back to the past of another parallel universe, by killing moleculars or Summon the ancients to destroy them.

And the hero team currently managed by the adjutant has expanded to 70,000. The more these heroes are eager to save people, the more they will accelerate the demise of each world.

Those rescued by them, inspired by a sense of mission and responsibility, will soon become unwitting spreaders of the virus.

People only saw the brutal behavior of the 616 Dark Order and thought they knew the truth, but in fact, Thanos had only destroyed three parallel universes until now. After all, they have to'play a little bit', which is a bit of a waste of time.

The real main force of the multiverse secret war is almost all death knell people, hiding in the dark, and even now, under the dispatch of the adjutant, no one has discovered their existence.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Transcendence Protoss to be entangled by the Constructors and burn the flames of war into Transcendence Dimensions, Su Ming needs to create a favorable result of a diversified convergence, an established and unchangeable fact.

"There are still 193 parallel universes left, sheriff, including our 40K earth." The adjutant showed the current multiverse structure map. There are already blank spaces inside the big ball that are occupied by the void: "But the space is moved. It's getting smaller and smaller, and the teams I control have almost reached the limit of physical strength, and the newly rescued people are generally pessimistic about the integration of diversity, and their action efficiency is very average."

Su Ming thought for a second, flicked the soot, and replied:

"So this is another reason why Doum has to speed up his pace at the risk of losing touch with our plan. Let's find an excuse to let our heroes stop and let them return to the annex where the temporary residence is located. In the dimension, go to reunite with family and friends. The less the earth, the darker the surviving earth, the stronger the competitiveness, and the more cruel games will follow."

"Yes, a recall signal has been issued." The adjutant executed the order, blinked with his big eyes, and then asked: "Then Dr. Doum needs a secret guest to monitor? According to the adjutant's calculations, he guessed the truth about his mother. The probability of this is more than 50%."

"No need. Really smart people know how to choose." The Supreme Mage took a deep breath, pinched the cigarette **** in his hand and put it away: "My contract with him is to rescue her mother from hell, but he didn't say anything. When will it be delivered? I have completed the responsibility part of the agreement, and now, he needs to make more achievements in exchange for me to treat the soul of his real mother and transfer it to him."

"It's like a devil's contract. There are always text traps. UU reading www.uukanshu.com but sheriff, is this level of restraint enough? Maybe this little scam will anger Dr. Doum."

The adjutant became more and more like a person, not an Autobot. She was deeply affected by the death knell and even felt a little unsafe at this time.

"Emotions do not affect Dum's choice. He is an interests-supremacist and very realistic. Cooperating with me, reaping benefits; confronting me and fighting with each other. Compared with anger, his fear of not wanting to lose his mother again will occupy a higher level. The yellow light is stronger than the red light, because anger can only burn for a while, and fear will accompany it for a lifetime."

The supreme mage who pinched the cigarette felt that it was enough, and took out a bottle of wine to take a sip, and silently communicated through the spirit:

"In addition, I do have a backup plan. You seem to be too busy to ignore some of the fragmented data. Now take a look, where is Natasha who'twisted her ankle' is now."

The adjutant who was reminded turned his gaze on the red-haired girl again, and looked at the calm Earth 40K again. The black widow there was helping Susan in the play room on the top floor of the Baxter Building in New York, helping Susan with the two children. Do it by hand.

Not only her, but a team, including Elsa Bloodstone, Polaris, Scarlet Witch and Phoenix.

No one thinks that 40K has no one to guard their homes, right? No way?

Anyway, if something happens, it must be New York, just send someone to squat in a skyscraper, and the Baxter Tower meets the standards.

The excuse is to help Susan check the talents of the two children. After confirming that Franklin is an Omega mutant, everyone will play with the cute children for a while and talk about future education issues.

But in fact, this is ‘protective surveillance’.

As if feeling the adjutant's peep, Natasha looked at the sky outside the window through the floor-to-ceiling windows and blinked mischievously.