A religion that worships aliens? Well, it sounds very reasonable. No matter what time it is, as long as it is a mysterious power that is inaccessible to people, it will always get a group of people's crazy imagination, and then produce unrealistic fantasies.
Thompson was still watching with a cold eye, angrily thinking that these were all a bunch of fools, but he soon thought of the Wieland Building, which had been in the limelight recently.
The mysterious force headed by Dua should be called the mysterious force cluster, but occasionally it recruits people openly.
"Everyone, do you know who the new female Thor is? Let me tell you, she must be a new person recruited into Weyland! Of course, we don't expect to be able to compete with her, but if we can come into contact with aliens and become aliens, we can I will get rid of this frail body!"
The leader, a man in a black robe, loudly and impassionedly promoted his theory.
Damn it, Dua probably didn't even know that he had gained such a believer among the people who promoted nonsense theories.
Even religion has appeared, which makes people think it is the end of the world.
"For us ordinary people, this is the end of the world. Whether we can survive the disaster depends on luck or aliens!!"
The leading man in black held out two fingers and explained matter-of-factly.
It seems reasonable, but a bit far-fetched.
Thompson looked at the audience again, well, a group of guys with no hope, either drug addicts who were bullied, or gangsters with a long history of crimes.
The point is, he still knows the guy who is giving the speech.
Carl Burbank, a pastor who is 1.83 meters tall and weighs more than 200 pounds.
Apparently, Burbank also recognized Thompson in the crowd and glanced over.
"Your eyes are still so sharp, Mr. Pastor, but I never thought that you would actually take such a path and betray your faith."
After the crowd dispersed, Thompson frowned and stared at the burly priest in front of him: "Maybe I shouldn't go to you to confess when I feel restless."
"On the contrary, you should come to me, I can help you." Burbank looked determined. He took care of his face meticulously, and there was not a single beard residue.
"Help me believe in aliens? You are simply crazy to believe in a creature that actually exists and will die if you are killed."
"Don't say that, unless you kill an alien and show it to me. With your ability, I believe you can kill ordinary aliens, but what about the slightly stronger ones? There are also two new aliens that were photographed, Do you want to kill one?"
Lightning Thompson's face looked a little ugly. He knew what Burbank was referring to.
One is the Dracula alien. There are quite a few of these aliens, and they often appear as alien captains leading teams. Many people are trying to figure out the origin of these aliens. Which vampire branch can be so powerful? Dua took care of it without saying a word.
The other kind is a giant alien that is often four meters tall and has white and blue skin. This is easy to guess. The source of the host must be a giant race outside the earth. After all, it is not a secret that Duva sends troops to join the alien war.
"Stop talking? Thompson, do you know why I suddenly changed my mind? Because I saw too many young people addicted to powdered medicine and then sucking themselves to death. At that time, I realized that human beings are really too fragile. , weak and pitiful, incurable, addicted to base desires! Even if he knows it is wrong, he will do it uncontrollably! It is a luxury to hope to save himself. "
Burbank slowly raised his head and showed a ferocious smile: "So, I thought hard and finally found the best solution to this problem: I just need to find a powerful entity that can control weak-willed people. That’s it, being a priest can’t save humanity, being an alien can!”
"I refuse. I recognize the power of the aliens, but I don't think becoming one of them is the solution to the problem."
"Even if it can solve the trauma in your mind? Reactivate the broken nerves in your body?" Burbank said with a low smile. At this moment, he didn't look like a priest at all, but like a murderer.
Thompson was silent at this time. He dreamed of getting rid of the bad sequelae caused by the symbiote, but was it really possible to seek refuge with Dewar? Being parasitized by an alien creature and becoming a superhuman can help him get out of his nightmare?
"Why are you so confident?" Thompson asked in a low voice. This behavior made people who didn't know the reason think that the two of them were dealing in poisonous powder.
"Do you still remember the Hand, the notorious ninja organization in Japan? Didn't you fight those guys in the last century? This organization is almost finished."
Burbank's smile was a little cruel: "A Jotunheimer - you know Jotunheim, yes, it is one of the worlds of the World Tree in mythology - this Jotunheimer took refuge Dua is now being ordered to attack the Hand. Can you imagine that crazy scene? This little giant with no hair, carrying two M16s, ran half way around the world to kill those ninjas! I heard that Japan had already It’s getting crazy. Someone saw a special alien that was suspected to be a symbiote alien there. This is obviously Dua’s experiment on a brand new weapon.”
"So what exactly are you trying to say?"
"The source of the symbiote that caused you so much pain has now been captured by Dewar. He has many powerful guys under his command, and he has also put the symbiote on the battlefield! There are also people who saw some carry-on symbiotes in the Wilander Building. The human host of the symbiote!”
Burbank's face showed a hint of passion: "How could Dewar not know how huge the drawbacks of the symbiote are? Isn't he afraid that his subordinates will lose control? This can explain one thing, that is, he can firmly control He lives with all the symbiotes, just like he can get the loyalty of all the aliens! Don't lie to yourself, Thompson, I know how painful you are, why can't you change your life? I'm not asking you to do anything evil. "
For the first time, Thompson really hesitated. To be honest, he was very tempted. He even dreamed of getting rid of the influence of the symbiote on him.
Every night in the dead of night, he was fighting against the crazy thoughts in his brain, struggling to suppress his instincts.
As for working for Duva, it is inevitable to kill people. This is not a problem for Thompson. Don't forget, he is a former senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the host of the symbiote. Killing is commonplace for him. matter.
"You've got the alien?"
"No, but if I can bring an outstanding agent like you there, the probability of success will be greater." When Burbank said this, he simply tore off the priest's clothes, revealing a well-developed body muscles.
Uh-huh!
A shield flew over suddenly, hit the walls on both sides of the alley, refracted at a weird angle, and hit Burbank's head.
Burbank immediately lowered his head and punched it from bottom to top, knocking the shield away. The shield quickly flew back under the action of suction.
"Don't listen to him, Thompson. People like you shouldn't take refuge in people like Dewar."
Steve walked out of the darkness. Fortunately, he was faster. If it had been later, this Lightning Thomson might not even be human now.
But the situation is not too optimistic either.
"Putting aside good human beings, why should you become an alien? Isn't it good to have a complete personality and self-awareness? Don't tell me that you don't know that people who choose to become aliens can never betray Dua. This kind of thought will break your chest, and you will become Dua's puppet for the rest of your life."
Steve is worthy of being a righteous conscience. When he speaks, he is sonorous and powerful, and his words are full of sincerity.
But his justice changed when it was connected with SHIELD.
Originally, Thompson was just hesitant, but the appearance of the American team made him determined.
"I have decided to seek help from Dewar. I am fed up with being tortured by the symbiote! I have done too much for SHIELD, but you have done nothing for me. Now that the symbiote plan has been restarted, what are you doing? After being destroyed by Dua, it occurred to me that I, a barely sane person, want to use the waste?" Lightning Thomson's face looked a little ugly.
Steve lowered his head, a hint of helplessness flashed across his face, and then said firmly: "My mission is to take you back, and I will never let you go to Dewar and the others."
"Come on, Captain, who do you think you are, or do you think SHIELD is some great organization? You can't do anything. In any major crisis that happened, you stood up and solved the problem?" Thomson was all over the place. Muscles tense, ready for action.
"So we're trying to do that now."
"It's too late. If you want to take action, stop talking nonsense!"
Burbank and Thompson cooperated for the first time, but they had an extremely tacit understanding and acted at the same time. The two of them faced the famous Captain America in this narrow alley.
Although this "famous name" seems extremely ridiculous on a planetary level.
With the strength of Captain America, suppressing these two mortal men would not be a problem.
But the problem is that no one will let them act as they please.
Soon, gangsters from all walks of life came over after hearing the noise. As soon as they saw Captain America, they unceremoniously drew their guns and shot.
Captain America, who fights various criminal activities on a daily basis, has long been a thorn in the side of various gangs. They will kill him whenever there is an opportunity. They all know that Captain America is only a super human and is not invulnerable. They can kill him with ordinary firearms.
Although Captain America is extremely powerful, he can always knock down a large number of people by swinging his shield quickly and refracting it repeatedly.
But Thompson, whom he wanted to capture, took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
"Mission failed." Steve sighed, standing among a large number of wailing guys on the ground, pressing his fingers to the communicator in his ear.
"I know, I originally planned to send Blade and the others to support you, but it was too late. As soon as I moved here, I found that there were aliens in action." Fury said.
"It looks like I'm being targeted, which is really not good news, but these aliens didn't attack directly."
Steve raised his leg, kicked the ground, lifted the shield, grabbed it in his hand, and left Hell's Kitchen calmly. He looked around and noticed sporadic alien activities around.
"Have these things spread to Hell's Kitchen? It won't be long before the entire New York City will be full of aliens. Human society should not have a large number of inhuman creatures breaking into it."
As Steve walked, he spoke to Fury: "I want to complete the plan related to the Cosmic Cube you mentioned as soon as possible. This will never work. I doubt that I can even defeat the aliens around me now." .”
Fury said nothing, because he mobilized satellites in outer space and surrounding surveillance, and after careful evaluation, he found that Steve might really be unable to defeat him.
From the physical appearance of the several aliens around them, it can be seen that each of them is possessed by a symbiote, or is an unknown vampire alien.
Yes, they are all Dracula aliens equipped with symbiote equipment.
The physical fitness of these aliens far exceeds that of the American team. In addition, their bodies are naturally suitable for fighting, as well as their super terrifying combat instincts, as well as their numerical advantage, not to mention the symbiote that can change their body as an aid.
"Steve, retreat, there is no need to waste your energy here." Fury said decisively.
Perhaps every S.H.I.E.L.D. agent will feel frustrated. Once upon a time, they were still a behemoth that could not be shaken in front of Dewar, but now it is no longer possible. Their proud representative hero is struggling to defeat even a few middle-level aliens.
"Then Thompson and the others..."
"There is nothing we can do about it. I will hand over everything related to the symbiote to Stark and Banner. They will definitely make good use of it."
Thomson, an old comrade in arms, left Fury silent for several seconds.
Thomson, who decided to abandon S.H.I.E.L.D., followed Burbank all the way to the Wilander Building.
"You'd better tell me, what's your status as a priest of some alien cult with them?"
The two of them stood in front of the Wieland Building. Thomson looked at the various aliens walking silently around him, especially the aliens that looked limp and with parts of their bodies in a viscous liquid state. asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't have any status. I just established this sect less than a day ago. I first thought about whether I could get some money from young people. After all, young people like powerful and cool creatures the most." Burbank was surprised. Looking at it, he had some doubts about why Thompson would ask such a question.
"What, are you kidding?"
"It was indeed a joke before, but not anymore. Duva values all kinds of talents very much. He also has aliens and symbiotes, two powerful creatures that can greatly increase the strength of ordinary people. At present, these two creatures There is no problem of genetic conflict, so people like you and me who are very good at fighting will at least not be kicked out."
Burbank dragged a frightened and angry Thomson into the hall.
Thomson looked at the hurried business elites around him and felt a little relieved, otherwise he would really doubt that he had been deceived by Burbank, the black-hearted pastor.
What follows is a dizzying personnel process, reporting personal information for inquiry, and creating files. This series of operations seems extremely professional and formal, making people feel that this is not a monster base, but a professional company doing serious business.
Someone will soon come to receive them.
"Carl Burbank, Eugene Lightning Thomson, you are rare talents. I am very happy that you can join Wieland Company. Believe me, you will not be disappointed."
As soon as Gloria appeared, she immediately attracted the attention and exclamation of some people around her.
"Gloria? How could she come in person! Who are these two guys? Are they worthy of her coming in person?"
"This further shows that Wieland has an extremely comprehensive pool of outstanding talents, and I don't know where they got the information from, so they can quickly screen various applicants."
You can tell with your toes that there must be many spies from various forces around, who are responsible for inquiring about information. There may even be people from S.H.I.E.L.D. pretending to be businessmen from a certain company hiding here.
All those who try to join Wieland Company and succeed will undoubtedly be recorded by these people, and then the information will be sent back to the respective organizations behind the scenes to establish special files.
"It's really enviable. The attraction of defecting to Dua is getting stronger and stronger. Guys with a little ambition are trying to get Dua's favor."
"What is this? When there were only aliens in the past, people were already flocking to them, not to mention that now they have such things as symbiotes! Although the symbiote super soldier plan is a well-known failed plan, the symbiote fell into Since he dares to use it in Dua's hands, he must have a way to eliminate the symbiote's ills."
People who can do business in the Wieland Building all have good backgrounds. No matter how good they are, they are well-informed and well-rounded guys. Naturally, they know a lot of information that ordinary people cannot have access to.
How dare you enter the Wieland Building without two brushes.
As long as they can join Wieland and join Duva, the alien larvae will be able to instantly obtain a superhuman identity that most people cannot obtain in their lifetime, and may even have their lifespan extended - even after being parasitized by the alien. , how much life span will be extended is still unknown, and no one can give a specific time interval.
But at the very least, as a regular employee of Wieland, you can use ALIEN-type medicine to steadily extend your life.
According to rumors, the ALIEN-1 drug is inside the Wieland Building and is now considered semi-obsolete. Mr. Lan has developed a second-generation product, which has a stronger life-extending effect.
This sounds incredible. When has extending lifespan been so simple? But just take a look at this world where gods and demons appear one after another, and a few smart people led by Tony Stark who are crazy about upgrading the technology tree. Realize that the universe is big, there are many weirdos, and your short lifespan is not enough to explore the unknown.
A very small number of people know about the existence of many aliens, such as the three major interstellar empires. They are more clearly aware that life-extending technology is actually very necessary. However, based on the current level of human civilization, it is difficult to find large-scale aliens. A method of extending life that has become popular on a large scale.
But Dua can do it. The substance secreted by his aliens is the source of the longevity medicine.
Entering the waiting room, the two of them were surprised to find that someone had already appeared here before them.
"Martial arts master? You are a martial arts master, right? I've heard of you!" Thomson's face changed slightly and he blurted out, "You actually came to join Dua?"
"I don't know you." The martial arts master looked cold. As a person who is proficient in all fighting and weapons in the world, he did not recognize the small character Thomson at all.
"It seems that he is also a person who is worthy of being called a superhero by the outside world..." Burbank looked a little amused. The more talented guys join here, the more it proves that his choice is correct.
The martial arts master was obviously worried and said coldly: "If we rank them according to their strength, everyone here is a superhero, so it's no big deal."
There is no doubt that the fact that these three people can enter this room means that they are all people who have received permission to join Wilander.
As Burbank said, if one of the three of them is randomly selected and thrown into the outside world, they are all qualified superheroes or super criminals. Each one of them has the same qualities as Daredevil and Elektra before being parasitized. His strength is at the pinnacle of mortals.
But that is the past. From now on, they will all surpass the limits of mortals and gain extraordinary power.
…
"I didn't expect these three guys to come as a group."
Dewar found it very interesting to be able to monitor everything in real time.
Burbank, who was born as a priest and was nicknamed "The Executioner", would normally become a world-class bounty killer. He worked for Kingpin, Fury and others, and was eventually transformed into a cyborg to specialize in hunting mutants. extremist.
Lightning Thomson, the famous Venom agent, is Peter Parker's good friend in some parallel universes.
Martial arts master Orestes, Erica's brother.
Dewar believes that the surrender of these three people is definitely not the end, but just an insignificant beginning.
On this blue planet, there will be many, many guys named superheroes or super criminals in the future, and each of them has talents that are commendable.
In a certain parallel universe, Apocalypse bloodbathed New York City and killed all the superheroes in New York. The number of superheroes killed reached an astonishing number-seven thousand people.
However, most of these numerous heroes and many villains are only at the peak level of mortals. They are proficient in various fighting skills and skilled in using various weapons, but their lack of physical fitness has permanently locked them down. Their ceiling.
Not anymore. There are creatures like aliens and symbiotes that have almost no side effects, which are enough to make them, mortal heroes or villains, make a qualitative leap.
The price is that you will never be able to escape Dewar's shadow.
Since they cannot change, many people have changed their minds and chosen to worship Dua and sacrifice the aliens with all their strength. In this way, they can cut off all psychological burdens and worries and gain endless desire and confidence.
"Gloria, complete the entry procedures for these three people. Keep everything simple. We are always tolerant of talents, and then complete the parasitization for them as soon as possible. I will be able to use them soon." Dua sent Gloria a message Went with a message.
"Boss, are you going to fight? Or do you need manpower to carry out large-scale tasks? I am not inquiring about your plan, I just want to do the relevant logistics support work as soon as possible, such as transporting a large amount of meat and ensuring the supply of pure water. Supply and organize manpower..."
"We're not sure yet. It depends on what kind of thoughts our guest had before he ran back to Earth from a place that is thousands of light years away."
For Duva, adding a few good characters is just a nice interlude and a spice in daily life. As for the shenanigans of the alien cult, Duva doesn't take it to heart.
Since the extreme-minded pastor Burbank wanted to do this, Dewar didn't bother to pay attention. He was just a person who didn't like to interfere in the lives and thoughts of his subordinates.
He has more important things to do than this.
"Are you done? Sometimes I really can't understand why people like you would open such a boring company. It's just a way of operating funds."
Modu, who was sitting on the sofa opposite Dua, complained at this time.
Du Wa smiled slightly, and knew that Mo Du's character was not intentionally so rude and direct, and immediately said: "I don't take this company to heart myself, I just use a name to facilitate my actions on this planet. If one day I plan to leave the earth, I will naturally leave this boring body of Wilander behind."
"Leave? When did you have this idea? Does the Supreme Mage know? Oh, yes, she must know, maybe she has seen the scene of you leaving." Modu hesitated to speak.
"This is not like you. I thought you would be eager to drive me out of this planet." Dua said calmly. He liked to see these guys showing different postures in front of him.
You know, just a few months ago, Dua had to stay away from people of Mordo's level. He had to be extremely cautious when facing Casillas, and he had to be even more cautious and take precautions when facing Loki. preparation.
But times have changed, and those who cannot keep up with the times and make changes in time will be eliminated. Dua has become a big shot in the eyes of these people.
Even Modu thinks that it is best for the earth not to lose people like Dua. Although this guy is unsettling in some aspects and poses a serious threat, the picky Modu thinks that having Dua on the earth is a big problem. It’s really reassuring because Dua really rushes forward when something happens.
No guardian can refuse someone like Dua, not even the Supreme Mage, Modu thought.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. If we do, it should be between me and Gu Yi. Now, let our guest carefully explain the purpose of coming to me... Master Kruger, there should be no relationship between us. There was an intersection.”
Dua motioned to the guy sitting next to Modu.
This is a humanoid creature with red skin and a fish-like head.
Krueger, one of the mages of Karma Taj, however has quit and left Earth to join the Reavers.
His superb teleportation spell will definitely be favored by the predators, so that he can get the best protection at any time, because it is too convenient to rob homes and homes.
In some parallel universes, Krueger also became the Supreme Sorcerer of Earth.
"I originally thought that you would establish a powerful force that could shock the earth and even the entire World Tree. Just like Kama Taj, you can join forces with Ancient One to defeat Dormammu, kill Laufey, and fight with O People who cooperate with Commander Din’s Asgard should not be so... low-key."
Kruger's slender body swayed slightly, and the fish tail on his lower body also flicked slightly, hitting the ground with a snapping sound.
"There will be a day, and it will come soon. Although I have a lot of patience, I will never give up if I have the opportunity. Don't worry about me."
Dua spoke with an indifferent expression. If he wanted to, he could really establish a force comparable to Kama Taj as Kruger said.
Kama Taj will have a magical inheritance, allowing those who join to learn magic and gain supernatural powers.
Other forces that are not as good as Kama Taj also have their own inheritance methods, some are strong and some are weak.
And Dua holds aliens and symbiotes in his hands - strictly speaking, these symbiotes are not complete symbiotes, but another form of alien - taking out any of these two things is enough to make ordinary people People instantly become superhuman.
It is fast and suitable for mass production. At least it is much better than joining Kama Taj and studying magic for several years before just getting started, using some pitiful spells such as small fireballs, and having to bear debt.
Kruger shook his head, and two fish organs originally appeared in the position of the ears. They were flapping like fans: "In the past few years of joining the Predators, I have seen many ambitious guys. , you are more powerful than those people, so you should have greater ambitions? Do you want to swallow the entire earth, including Kama Taj?"
"If I really have that kind of appetite, the earth must no longer be in my sight. The universe is so big and there are so many races. It is abnormal to limit my sights to the earth." Dua pointed. own head.
The earth is nothing, and ordinary things are nothing. Dua's gaze has long been far away, extending to the end of the universe.
"My time is precious, Master Kruger. If you don't go hundreds of millions of light years away to return to Earth, and specifically find someone from Kamal Taj as an intermediary to come to see me, I think if you come to seek refuge with me, I will You are very welcome and given a high status." Dua's fingers tapped on the table very rhythmically.
"It's a great idea, but I also have an interesting idea here."
Kruger's eyes revealed a strong intensity: "I am from the Predators. You should know this, but you may not know that our team of Predators is very large and has different branches, so it is very I lack comrades who can fight... Since you can send troops to fight for the Asgardians, I wonder if you are interested in letting me take away a group of aliens and enter other parts of the universe?"
Duva looked stunned, it turned out that Kruger had this idea.
Considering how desperate the Predators are, running around in all major galaxies in the universe with a high death rate, it is only natural that they would like a perfect combat weapon like the Alien.
The postcards he sent out during the conquest of Jotunheim finally had some effect.
(End of chapter)
