Dua didn't know what happened in Kama Taj, but he could guess that maybe Ancient One was discussing himself with Wang and the others.
Duva didn't believe that Ancient One didn't know about his existence. After all, he was also the guardian of the earth who was sitting on the time stone and could observe countless futures through the time stone.
"I just don't know whether the Ancient One in this universe is a male or female version..."
This thought flashed through Dua's mind, he chuckled, and quickly dismissed it.
Anyway, no matter which Ancient One is, the future is bright - either return to Weishan Emperor, or wander around with the eternal universe.
This is the advantage of having a strong background. Even if you die, you don't have to worry about losing your future, so you can take life and death lightly.
In contrast, Dua felt that he had to work harder. He did not have a multi-level backstage like Gu Yi, and there was more than one backstage. He could only rely on himself.
"The attempt to use aliens to steal dark magic failed, and there will be no such opportunity again."
Dua put a hand on the alien body that was born from the black magic of Broken Chest, and carefully felt its condition.
Now, Duva can only try to steal Dormammu's power and cannot influence others, because no matter how incompetent and furious Dormammu is, Gu Yi is blocking him, so he doesn't have to worry about the consequences.
What's more, it sounds like Dormammu will give up swallowing the earth even if he doesn't offend him.
"Then, you can give up on the path of magic."
Du Wa muttered, but he was not disappointed, because he didn't have much hope from the beginning, and always using borrowed power was not a long-term solution.
Raven squirmed as she walked, and brought him a cup of boiling water with a graceful step. She put it on the table with a bang: "Magic? You have obviously mastered the unique power, but you still covet magic? I don't understand it at all. Understand what you are thinking."
"Magic is still very useful, those magicians..." Erica defended Dua.
"Listen, who is talking? A patient with Sylmo Syndrome who has just been captured and speaks for others? Or a rookie who just learned that there is a place in the world called Kama Taj?"
Erica's face was so angry that she was deformed. This old woman was always good at taking advantage of every opportunity to make sarcastic remarks.
"Don't pay attention to what she says, Erica. She is about the same age as Eric and Charles, but her menopause has been extended." Dua comforted her.
"It's so heart-warming. You're really good at comforting people." Raven was obviously a bit guarded, and she imitated Erica when she spoke.
Dua took the boiling water and drank it in one gulp, then picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth.
"It seems that you really don't understand anything. Of course, it's not your fault. You just need to focus on the power of the X gene. I can't."
"A man says he can't do it?"
"In a small way, I am the commander of an army. In a big way, I am the leader of an ethnic group. This is the biggest difference between you and me," Dua said.
While everyone is paying attention to the wonder and power of the aliens, Duva's eyes have already been looking to the more distant future.
There is no future for indulging in low-level transcendence. There is no guarantee that one day, a visitor from outside the universe will jump out and possess strength that Dua is unable to deal with.
Therefore, Dua had already made plans to upgrade the aliens silently!
From planetary life to cosmic life!
At the very least, the aliens can survive in the vacuum of space, instead of falling into space and ending up like in the movie.
It is true that many famous people are not cosmic beings, such as Iron Man and Star-Lord. If they want to fight in space, they need to wear high-tech equipment.
This does not prevent them from using their talents, and no one dares to look down on them.
But if there is an opportunity to improve the life form of the entire group, why not do it?
At present, at least the path of magic is unavailable, and Dua is unwilling to rely on a certain multi-level existence to maintain the upgrading of aliens.
"...Is it necessary to constantly adjust the genetic structure of the entire alien society? Continue to parasitize and break the chest, and finally find a universal starting point that can survive in various harsh environments?"
Just like the Kryptonians next door, they are exposed to the yellow sun when they are born, and they become stronger when exposed to the sun. This is the power derived from racial genes.
Dua thought over and over again, constantly looking at the many aliens surrounding him.
As he parasitized the ten mutants sent by Magneto, the total number of aliens has increased to forty-seven. Of course, this is only on the surface. In the underground cave, there are still sixty alien eggs that have not hatched. If If Dewar doesn't issue an order to hatch, these eggs can lie dormant for more than a hundred years without needing to take in nutrients from the outside world!
It’s not that he can’t have more aliens and alien eggs. In the absence of top-end combat power, blindly expanding crazily, such as parasitizing countless animals, etc., will only accelerate the joint encirclement and suppression of the major forces on the earth, which is detrimental to long-term development. .
"The number is still not enough. The peak combat power currently only has one hateful alien, fifteen mutant aliens, and the rest are a lot of blood aliens..."
A crazy idea came to Duva's head. Counting the time, it was almost the time when Thor came to Earth.
Thor himself is not what Duva wants. Odin is not dead yet. If he dares to parasitize Thor, it will definitely arouse Odin's anger.
Although Dua also coveted Odin's body very much, and sometimes thought that Odin would die in a few years anyway, and it would be better to take advantage of his own body with a big body - but Odin was not something he could get his hands on now.
Duva felt that he needed to be more flexible in his mind and choose a promising path instead of always staying on earth fighting vampires.
"Let me think about it, New Mexico on May 8th, um, counting the date, um, I can actually start taking action." Dewar made a decision and immediately took action.
Raven was full of doubts about Du Wa's actions. In fact, she didn't understand this guy's secret. She didn't know where Du Wa got the information. She didn't know whether the alien was created by Du Wa, let alone Du Wa's next... One step action logic.
"What are you thinking about? If I were you, I would wait here quietly, waiting for Eric to capture more mutants, and to hunt enough vampires to continuously expand the number of aliens." Raven couldn't help but Open your mouth.
Even if only counting blood aliens, Raven couldn't see where the Alien Queen's spawning limit was, nor where Dua could control the number of aliens, so naturally the more aliens in her hands, the better.
When Duva only had a few aliens in his hands, others thought of him as a mad scientist; when he had dozens of aliens in his hands, others thought of him as a difficult superhuman.
What if Dewar has hundreds of aliens in his hands?
Even the weakest blood alien has hard power that far exceeds that of ordinary humans and weak mutants. It can ignore most gun damage and has full obedience and instrumentality. Once it reaches a sufficient scale, it will be a powerful force for the Brotherhood. An unimaginably huge boost!
Imagine that each member of the Brotherhood was assigned one alien - or three or five? What a terrifying increase in strength that would be!
Even Magneto would be moved.
Raven's plan to stay with Du Wa has changed from simply being a hostage and spying on secrets, to trying every means to win over Du Wa.
But Du Wa's mind was not on the old woman Rui Wen at all, and he was aware of Rui Wen's little thoughts, but he didn't care.
He went out with his troops.
