Chapter 73: Come, Dracula, drink this bowl of alien blood and make you healthy and live longer.

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Moira is so funny.

Duva was obviously very interested in this mutant with the ability to regenerate, and it was even more interesting that this woman, through reincarnation, directly became an alien under his command.

Du Wa knew very well that there were all kinds of miracles in this world, and he never knew when a powerful individual who had been generously gifted by some evil god would emerge from the corner of the horn.

But even so, Moira's rebirth as an alien still seemed unbelievable, and it was far beyond Duva's expectations. Even though Duva liked to prepare for rainy days and carefully formulate various plans, he never imagined that this possibility would occur.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with her memory in the first two lives. Everything seems very normal, but this time, after death and rebirth, she became my alien."

Dua carefully flipped through Moira's brain. This woman had no secrets at all in front of him.

And Dua's unscrupulous and brutal behavior was clearly felt by Moira, and it was also a clear feeling on the spiritual level.

In this woman's perception, she seemed to see a terrifying big hand, everywhere, grabbing everything, playing with it in a condescending manner, but saying all kinds of comforting words on its lips.

"Moira, your destiny has changed. This is your greatest luck. Since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy this new beginning."

"Look at you in the past. You were simply weak and pitiful. As a mutant, you died on the spot time and time again. Your brilliant life withered before it could bloom. What's the point of such a short life?"

"Quiet, don't try to resist me. You know that you can't refuse my instructions. On the contrary, I can control you at will."

Moira wanted to die.

Although she has died twice, she has never encountered such terrible treatment, let alone fierce resistance, even the most basic thinking has been contributed without reservation.

Moira had originally planned that she would try to defect to Professor X and continue to make various attempts to find a reliable future that would allow mutants to continue.

Deep down in her heart, Moira was even mentally prepared to let Professor X read her brain, allowing Professor X to see her experiences and various results in several lives.

"No, go away, stay away from me. I shouldn't be here. I'm a mutant. I still have very important things to do. They need me..." Moira was incoherent and made a sharp hissing sound. , but her instinct was to enjoy all Dua's actions strangely.

The worst part is that Moira knows that her reason is of no use against this level of instinct.

"Think about the problem from another perspective, Moira, since you were inexplicably reborn as my alien, why do you think I can't use you? Don't you believe in fate? You believe that the meaning of your own existence is to guide the future of mutants. The key, then now it is your new destiny, to serve me as an alien."

Du Wa finally stopped. He had figured out everything about this woman, and immediately said in a calm tone.

No alien can say no to Dua, absolutely not, and that includes Moira of course.

Moira had to lower her terrifying head and express her surrender to Dua. The roar in her heart was not enough to affect her control of this body.

"I don't understand. Even if one day my ability suddenly fails, I can understand it, and I will even accept the result and face death calmly. But why am I no longer a mutant, and I became a... ...You say this is called an alien?" Moira asked sadly and angrily, she didn't understand.

Du Wa pondered for a moment and said: "If I have to find a reason, it may be because of my actions. I saved the world, and my actions changed the established trajectory you know. I am the current The important anchor point of the world, firmly anchoring the variables that jump repeatedly, is Moira, that is, you."

Of course Moira would not believe it easily, but that damn feeling came again. There was always a voice asking her to believe unconditionally. Under extreme fear, her mind became dull and her thinking fell into a rigid quagmire.

After a while, Moira found that Dua no longer forcibly controlled her body. Moira was silent for a long time and finally walked out of the lair.

Along the way, she passed by many aliens, trying to observe these new compatriots with a calm mind.

There is no doubt that all those who carefully observe aliens will admire from the bottom of their hearts. These are simply species that only exist in theory, and every line on their bodies is simply carved with care.

"Aliens... I have never heard of such creatures. Is the 93rd floor the lair of the aliens? What about the other floors? Where is the Wilander Building? I have never heard of it."

Moira worked hard to understand the world, and soon she was stunned by the changes in the world she faced after her rebirth. She suspected that it was all an illusion and that there was something wrong with her brain.

"Professor wipe out?"

"All the vampires in the world are about to be killed, and they have become the standard host and food for the aliens? God, even in the past two lives, there has never been a phenomenon where all the vampires have been killed."

"What, Magneto went on a rampage in Westchester and was defeated by an alien host? This battle resulted in the death of hundreds of thousands of people??"

"The demon from another dimension... Dormammu... the Sorcerer Supreme... who are these people? I know that Tony Stark and the Avengers are also the enemies of our mutants, but why has this world become unrecognizable?"

Moira's mind was in turmoil, and she soon found the key to all the changes: Dua.

After walking out of the Wilander Building, the crowds who had been waiting around the clock immediately became excited, shooting wildly at Moira with all kinds of long guns and cannons, and there were constantly crazy fanatics trying to break into the isolation established by the police. I want to have a close relationship with this graceful alien.

Anyone with a little bit of brain knows that without offending Dua and the alien, passing by the alien and pretending not to see or hear anything is the best behavior.

But if you wishfully treat the aliens as harmless kittens and puppies, and step forward to stop and touch them with the intention of death, then just wait for death.

Unless they are also Moira and can be reborn as aliens.

Moira looked at the fanatical crowd in front of her, and at the same time accurately captured what they were shouting with her powerful hearing, and her whole body went numb.

"These guys are worshiping me and respecting me? There are some lunatics who actually want to be me? What kind of crazy wishes are these? They don't even want to be human beings, let alone mutants!!"

These days, even the opportunity to be parasitized by aliens has become so popular, which makes Moira realize that the world she lives in after her rebirth will only become more crazy and dangerous because too many unexpected events have happened. , too many powerful people who should not have been able to come into contact with her appeared one after another.

"Dua claimed that he was the person who defined the anchor point of this life..." Moira had a complicated look on her face, and she smacked her mouth. This subconscious behavior triggered another burst of screaming.

Moira began to seriously re-examine her world. She needed to mobilize the memories of her past two lives to integrate them with this rebirth.

"I am no longer a mutant. I don't even know if I will have a chance to be reborn if I die again. Magneto and Professor X have also come together to stand up against human persecution. They It seems like I’m not really needed anymore.”

Moira didn't know whether she should be happy or disappointed.

In terms of combat, Moira knew that she was just a scumbag, pitifully weak, but now she is better. She is not sure if she still has the ability to be reborn, but at least she has the ability of an adult alien, the most basic super She has strength, super speed, super hearing, and super self-healing ability.

Moira silently accepted this reality. To be honest, it was of no use even if she didn't accept it. Her body and mind now belong to Dua. Although she has never even seen Dua's face, she deeply understands it. She deeply felt Dua's absolute control over her.

Dua, who had been observing Moira, also withdrew his gaze at this moment.

"A very smart woman. She did not blindly engage in meaningless resistance. She even subconsciously began to restrain her thoughts, hiding her desire to seek freedom in her heart, and looking for opportunities to get rid of my control."

Duva silently assessed Moira, who had transformed into an alien, with great interest, as if she was playing with a strange toy.

If he hadn't been worried about accidentally breaking it, Dewar would have started various detailed operations now.

Regarding Moira's behavior of wanting to escape and then struggling to control her thoughts so that she would not have these thoughts... Dua could only shrug and wish the girl good luck.

If you become an alien for a long time, you will always be an alien. If you restrain your thinking, you will really acquiesce to this result.

Duva's attention quickly shifted from Moira. He had a preliminary plan on how to use Moira well, but the most important thing now was not this. He sent alien troops to attack everywhere to capture as many people as possible. Vampires are more important. He needs to mobilize more troops and send them to alien battlefields.

"Six hundred Frost Giant prisoners are almost acceptable, but if more prisoners can be captured through the final battle, it will be a good deal."

While Dua absorbed Kama Taj's magical knowledge like a sponge, he also coveted the divine power of the World Tree.

"The magic side is on the right track, but the divine power side is lagging behind. We need to speed up the progress this time."

Duva felt that he needed to raise another large army. This time he plans to go to alien battles in person and takes Death Girl with him.

So, where did the driving force come from? Of course, the vampires are suffering again.

Therefore, the vampires who finally escaped from New York in panic thought that they could rely on the wealth accumulated over generations to continue to become masters in other cities and enjoy the wonderful human beings. As a result, they were soon struck by lightning and brutally attacked by aliens. A new round of attacks.

The Death Girl served as Dua's personal bodyguard as always, always keeping a dead silence with a paralyzed face.

Others, such as Druid, Reynolds, and the mutants who were captured by Duva from Stryker, all lost their self-awareness. After being parasitized, the mutants led by the alien larvae on their chests carried their own weapons. A team was dispatched quickly.

"Why? Why exactly? Where did we offend Dua? We are targeted again and again for no reason. Are we so important to the aliens? Do we have to do it? There are so many races in this world, and human villains More, why are we vampires the only ones who suffer the worst fate?”

The vampires asked questions again and again, but it was obvious that no one would pay attention to them. The aliens would not engage in negotiation at all. They would only search and capture them alive, leaving the vampires no chance to commit suicide as much as possible.

In an instant, the entire America was in uproar, but most people applauded this behavior loudly. Who said that these vampires are really disgusting to people?

"The number of vampires is not too much anymore. Forget it, let's use some ordinary creatures to top up the number."

Duva was always aware of the progress of each alien team, and in the end he could only shake his head helplessly.

It's such a shame that vampires feel so rare when they come to use, it would be great if there was a planet of vampires in the universe.

Because of Dua's current status, the powerful power he showed in defeating Dormammu, and his connection with the Supreme Mage, his action has obviously attracted the attention of the world.

There are even some civilian vampire hunters who take the initiative to lead the aliens directly to the strongholds of vampires.

"The army is expanding again. It seems that the war on the front line is very fierce... I almost forgot that Dua just ended a battle on Earth, and at the same time, another war is advancing in the outside world."

"It's also possible that Dua's patience was running out and he decided to go to Asgard in person for a decisive battle with aliens."

"I don't know who the enemies of Asgard are, but they are really pitiful. Maybe from the beginning of the war, they didn't expect that the most difficult enemy to deal with was Dua, right?"

While the operation to cleanse vampires was proceeding in an orderly manner, Duva also began to capture some animals for parasitism, rapidly expanding the size of his army.

Every day that passes, the number of aliens in his hands increases rapidly.

At this juncture, Modu is here.

Stab!

A burst of sparks electrified, and a golden portal opened at the door of the Weyland Building. Mordo stepped across the circle with a serious face, facing the stunned eyes around him. Without any extra words, he walked directly into Weyland. De Building.

"I know you can hear me. I chose to walk in slowly instead of appearing directly in front of you. This is my etiquette." Modu said.

The next second, an alien passed by and nodded to him. Without hesitation, Modu opened the portal again and appeared in front of Dua.

"What a rare visitor. Why didn't Gu Yi come and instead sent you here? Or did you come to see me without Gu Yi's permission?" Du Wa asked.

Modu looked serious: "The Supreme Mage is always vigilant about all movements in other dimensions and has no time to waste, so I still have a strong sense of autonomy in daily matters. Our Kama Taj does not adopt a strict structure like yours. .”

"Sen Yan, it seems that our understanding of the word "orders and prohibitions" is very different, and I will never interfere with the private actions of my subordinates... But it doesn't matter, I am not a scholar, and I will not discuss management with you."

Dua looked at the mage in front of him with interest.

"You are launching a general attack on vampires all over the world. Is this correct?"

"Yes, but this is a matter in the secular world. You are not even the Supreme Mage, why do you still want to interfere?"

"No, if it only involves vampires, of course I won't care. Even if you kill all the vampires, it will not affect the stability of the earth."

Modu hesitated for a moment, as if he was not sure how to describe it: "But vampires are different from vampires. Some vampires are extremely difficult to deal with..."

For a moment, Du Wa still thought that Master Modu was here to intercede for Gunsou.

Duva has given full authority to Erica to resolve the stickman matter. No matter how Erica and Daredevil decide to deal with their former mentor who turned into a vampire, Duva will not interfere.

He is not a guy with a strong desire to control. He does not control characters like playing a Lego game. He requires that the commands indicated by each button he presses must be executed at any time and at any time.

Duva thought for a moment and said, "You mean Dracula? To put it bluntly, the vampires are looking for him, and I want to find him too. I heard that guy is almost immortal, so he might be a good fit for me."

"It's not Dracula. I don't know where he is sleeping. The vampire I want to talk about is not a vampire in our universe." Mordo said solemnly, "If you hadn't helped the Supreme Mage fight off Dormammu, Even if I die, I won’t let you know about this.”

A vampire from another universe?

Du Wa's expression moved slightly, and he thought of many things just from these words.

Mordo continued: "But these vampires from different universes are a little strange. They appeared quickly, then attacked a human, and quickly retreated before we could notice and respond."

This time, Dua completely confirmed who Modu mentioned.

"The dead human was called Peter Parker? A good friend of the heir to the Osborn Group?"

"You actually know?" Modu was very surprised.

Duva's expression was a little weird. No wonder, no wonder Spider-Man disappeared in a daze before his official debut. It turned out that he was targeted by the wandering heir family of Quan Diversity and killed him accurately.

The Heirs are a notorious vampire family in the multiverse that specialize in feeding on Spider-Man.

Every time they hunt a Spider-Man, they can absorb the power of the spider totem in Spider-Man's body to increase their own power.

The more Spider-Man you kill, the stronger the members of this family become. It can be said that the Successor Family is the number one enemy of all Spider-Man in the universe, which is much more difficult to deal with than the Criminal Six.

Dua wanted to remind Mordo that these members of the Successor Family were not vampires in the conventional sense. If pressed, they were vampires who specialized in sucking the blood of Spider-Man, but after thinking about it, it was unnecessary.

"Isn't it your duty to monitor all movements from the other world? Why didn't you take action to stop those vampires immediately?" Duva asked.

Modu shook his head, his face a little unhappy. He hated anyone who questioned the words and deeds of the Supreme Mage, and immediately said: "What do you think the Supreme Mage is, omniscient and omnipotent? Or is it someone who can detect any slight change in an instant and has unlimited clones? The ability to dispatch countless clones of the Supreme Mage anytime and anywhere to detect every change at the same time?"

It's impossible. The Supreme Mage is just a powerful person. She can't be everything, nor is she omnipotent.

"And those vampires are well-trained, and each individual is extremely powerful. They can quickly attack an ordinary person, and then retreat decisively as if they sense something. If it were you, what would you do? Is it possible? Can we break through the edge of our universe at all costs, catch up with them, and kill them one by one?"

"If I'm strong enough, I'll do it."

Du Wa's serious response made Modu so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He felt that he shouldn't have come, and there was no need to remind Du Wa to pay attention to this special group of vampires.

"I'm reminding you because I don't know if there is a connection between the vampires in our universe and those in other worlds. I haven't even figured it out yet. Why did they attack the high school student named Peter Parker? What can I do? The purpose is to prevent you from being attacked by them without knowing anything."

After saying this, Modu put on his hood again and planned to leave.

"Thank you anyway, Master Modu. You helped me answer a big question. Maybe one day in the future, your behavior today will help me." Dua said seriously.

Modu's expression softened, and he stepped through the portal and disappeared.

"It turns out that this universe was patronized by the Heir family and was successfully acquired..."

Since the local Spider-Man has been killed long ago, when many Spider-Man in the multiverse form a coalition in the future to fight against the Heir family, it is no wonder that without the existence of this universe, even Spider-Man is gone, how could it be possible for outsiders to Provide a universe number specifically.

"The patriarch of the Heir family can defeat Spider-Man, the most powerful Captain of the Universe head-on. He is also very strong, but not so powerful that he cannot be dealt with."

Duva touched his chin, and after pondering, he quickly gave orders to several aliens. They quickly shuttled through Queens, searching for the body of Peter Parker.

Originally, Duva didn't care much about the life and death of Spider-Man, because there were too many accidents in the multiverse, and the death of a Spider-Man was not really an earth-shattering event. But since the Heir family was involved, Duva Changed my mind.

He can not care about ordinary Spider-Man, but he has to care about the successors.

"I don't know if it can be successful..." This thought flashed through Duva's mind. Everything depends on whether the body of Peter Parker can be found. He guessed that the Spider-Man in this universe should have awakened after being bitten by a spider. The ability was immediately eaten up by the successors who had been waiting for a long time.

The time is too short, so there is a high probability that he has not mastered the "sloughing" skill, and he should be really dead.

time flies.

After Duva raised an army of tens of thousands, he began to call Heimdall.

The gorgeous Rainbow Bridge falls from the sky. It began to appear frequently, like neon lights in the night, with light spots jumping crazily in different locations.

Every time it flashes, an area of ​​aliens must disappear out of thin air and be transported to Asgard.

But Duva still felt that the number of these aliens was not enough. Maybe he should parasitize more mammals and train a large number of messenger aliens to support the battlefield.

Anyway, even for ordinary aliens, their body's adaptability is extremely amazing. Fighting on a planet with a harsh environment is not a problem.

Whenever this happens, Duva can't help but sigh. The number of vampires is still too small, and the overall strength of the successor family is not weak. They are still missing, and they don't know which universe they are happily hunting Spider-Man in. No. Suitable as a parasitic object.

The frequent sightings of the Rainbow Bridge have become a beautiful sight, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Hello, I really didn't know that Wieland Company actually started a sightseeing project. If you keep it up, tourists from all over the world will come to you to pay the admission tickets. You can make a lot of money. This What a brilliant business idea.”

Tony Stark called Dewar and spoke in his characteristic tone.

"I'm very busy, Tony. If you want to show off your newly developed armor to me, I don't think it's necessary." Dua said.

"Ha, you actually guessed it. I do have part of my motivation for this. My Mark 10 has been completed. It is made of exclusive materials that I carefully developed, and I also added Ai to some of the parts. Deman alloy, this is the nemesis of aliens." A gurgling voice came from Tony's side, and he was obviously talking while drinking.

"I already have more than 10,000 aliens, and it won't be long before there are 20,000. So, Tony Stark, how many suits do you have? I think it's about 30,000? Can 30,000 withstand it? A battle armor with alien blood?”

Tony was silent for a moment, thinking about the overwhelming crazy scene, and then thought of the magnificent scene when Dua and Gu Yi joined forces.

I really don’t know how many generations it will take for him to create armor with that kind of combat power.

"Let's get down to business. I'm here to invite you to a banquet. It's only our internal acquaintances. Do you remember? I promised last time when the Sentinels went to deal with Magneto that I would hold a banquet." Tony said.

banquet.

This is a very common social behavior in daily life, but it is extremely rare for Duva. He glanced at the alien legions that were still teleporting, immediately agreed, and went to feast.

One floor of Stark Tower was transformed into a large banquet hall, and Dewar walked in with his aliens.

Of course, there are also some other people invited by Tony, such as the nervous War Machine.

"Tony, I always feel like these guys will attack us at any time. This is too dangerous. I have to wear armor at all times to prepare for the worst."

"Then you are really cautious. I think that after this banquet is over, you will probably fall asleep when you get home."

Tony looked around. He didn't even invite the other members of the Avengers. The proud Tony really lacked confidence and interest in his teammates.

If he had that time, he would rather observe the aliens more, maybe he could get more inspiration for anti-alien armor.

As time goes by, the more alcohol is consumed, the less clear-headed the average person becomes.

Even the sirens blaring in the hall didn't make Tony react immediately.

But that deafening explosion was indeed there, causing the entire banquet hall to shake slightly.

No one would have thought that there would be a crazy guy who was not afraid of death and would dare to come here, nor would he be afraid of being fed to aliens immediately, so even Tony himself would not elaborate a set of encounters on such occasions. Knowing the special plan for the attack, no matter what happens, he should put on the armor immediately, and then mobilize countless high-tech weapons to smash the provoking enemies into slag.

Du Wa sat at the bar with a calm expression, looking down at the dozen wine glasses placed in front of him. He was very leisurely and elegant, and filled each wine glass with a precious drink.

"In my time, even the richest nouveau riche would not drink in this way. Even if they were tasting wine, they would not fill every glass. It was too wasteful."

A thin man wearing a large cloak walked up to Dua and made comments.

Dua glanced at him and said casually: "I'm not interested in wine. If I have time to drink, I would prefer to drink a few more bottles of boiled water. And you, I don't think you are very interested in wine."

"Yes, you are absolutely right. My hobby is blood, especially the blood of powerful creatures. Drinking this blood will make me stronger, and it will also make me feel satisfied on a spiritual level."

The thin middle-aged man showed a cruel smile and pointed at the wine glasses on the table seriously: "If these glasses were filled with the blood of different creatures, I would be in a happy mood because of this full sense of fulfillment. Pleasure.”

"For example, the powerful creature you mentioned? My alien? This is really a good application ceremony. I'll take this drink."

Without changing his expression, Du Wa immediately tore off a piece of bloody meat from his chest, used it as a container, sprinkled some highly corrosive blood on it, and handed it to the guy in front of him.

"Let me guess, Dracula, those surviving guys found that the black magician was completely unreliable, and finally dug you out? Come on, drink this bowl of alien blood, and if you don't drink it, I will pinch you Brain, forcing you to drink it all, it will make you stronger.”

(End of chapter)