People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

The chaotic space was lifeless. Under the seemingly gorgeous nebula, the surface of a planet suddenly collapsed and stretched for thousands of miles.

The four-handed Hulk shook his hands, his face no longer showing the initial relaxed expression. He frowned, trying to see clearly the figure inside through the layers of smoke.

At this time, Moan, who was fully armed, climbed out expressionlessly and slowly approached the four-handed Hulk as if nothing happened.

After an unknown amount of time of training, this level of blow was no longer enough to even tickle him.

Mo An didn't know how many times he had died. He only knew that it was getting harder and harder for him to die. Every time he opened his eyes, he would rush towards the four-handed Hulk tirelessly like a robot. Then he would be knocked away, get up and rush again.

, and was beaten away again.

Seeing that he was still so lively and vigorous, the Four-Handed Hulk raised his fists and jumped on the ground, flew towards Mo An and gave him a blaster.

Mo An also raised his hands to block the two punches. Although his body was retreating rapidly, it was no longer like the first time he did it when his arms were removed by the four-handed Hulk.

Seeing this, the Four-Handed Hulk decided to give him some surprises. His other two hands came out from behind and hit Mo An's body, which had been immobilized by his back fists!

But what surprised the other four-handed Hulk was that Mo An actually grew two arms with ferocious bone spurs from his body, crossing them in front of him. Although he was still knocked away by the four-handed Hulk, he could

He landed smoothly and didn't seem to suffer much damage.

Mo An originally thought that the four-handed Hulk would rush over again, but he didn't expect that after the punch, he would quietly look at him from a distance, but his body, like Tony, turned into ashes and dissipated little by little.

The Reality Stone has determined that the Four-Handed Hulk can no longer kill Moan with only physical strength, so he takes action.

Before leaving, the four-handed Hulk gave him a thumbs-up sign, looking like an inspirational mentor.

Looking at the empty space where the Four-Handed Hulk disappeared, and looking at the destroyed planet in the distance, Moan slapped his face hard, trying to make himself look like a human being.

It's so pitiful that you can't even notice the passage of time in this hellish place. The four-handed Hulk can't speak yet, and Mo An almost feels like he's autistic.

Wait, my language system won’t be degraded, right?!

Mo An pinched his throat hard and held it in for a long time before slowly making a sound: "yue..."

He lay helplessly on the ground. Damn it, how long had he been beaten by the four-handed Hulk?

"Realistically, I don't know if you can hear it, but can you give me someone who can talk next? Hulk really can't stand it."

Mo An murmured.

After a while, Mo An finally felt that the language system in his brain was online. He raised his hand to indicate that he was ready for the next stage of torture.

The black-red halo appeared again. This time, what appeared in front of Mo An was a tall, sexy, beautiful and intellectual woman. She was wearing a crimson mage robe, and vast magic power surrounded her, making her look like a magician.

A powerful mage.

"Scarlet Witch?" Looking at her face, Mo An was unsure.

Well, now that I know my armor is full, I start to build up magic resistance for myself.

After I get out, whoever I want to beat first lets him beat me for a year and a half.

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Wanda opened her eyes, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes. She was clearly still in the laboratory before, but she suddenly felt a little tired and fell asleep. Why did she end up here when she woke up?

It was as if a ray of her soul had been extracted and imprisoned in this body. She could not control this body, and could only watch as a bystander as she mobilized her magic power to attack the strange man in front of her.

But from Mo An's perspective, this incident was much more brutal.

The next moment Wanda opened her eyes, she saw the terrifying chaotic magic power around her rising into the sky and turning into a ferocious dragon, biting off half of Mo An's body in just one bite.

"I knew it..." Mo An Xiaoxiong spread his hands and said proudly.

What's this?

Wanda wanted to cover her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from screaming, but she found that she was unable to do either of these actions now.

Although it was not out of her own will, it was undeniable that she killed the man in front of her who had no injustice and no grudges.

However, just when she was still blaming herself for her excessive behavior, a scene happened that made her scalp numb.

The man not far in front of her was actually resurrected right under her nose?!

No wonder she thought so, the two body parts merged and repaired without any warning, and finally he opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Oh, why do we always start from the waist first? Don't you know that the waist is very important to a man?!" Mo An took a breath of cold air and said.

"Okay, I must be dreaming." Wanda sighed.

No wonder he knows magic and this man can be resurrected.

Isn't this a dream?

Since it was a dream, she no longer felt guilty. Wanda watched "himself" continue to attack the man, without any fluctuation in her heart, and she even wanted to find some popcorn to eat.

Without him, the scene of this man's blood splattering is too appetizing.

But after watching more, Wanda couldn't help but start thinking about a question.

This man doesn’t seem so easy to kill?

Just like a game, you have to try enough ways to kill him, because every time you kill him, he will be immune to this method of death after the next resurrection, and his defense will be increased appropriately.

"Gan, this boss is too strong, why not weaken it a little bit?" Wanda complained, "Wouldn't this make him invincible in the end? Isn't it going to be fun anymore?"

And she also felt that as time went by, she could gradually control this body. In other words, Wanda really felt like she was playing a monster-killing game immersed in consciousness.

But the problem also arises. As she has never been exposed to magic, now she can only instinctively throw out magic bullets to attack Mo An, but this is much lower than the damage caused by "herself" using the dragon. Why?

Is it possible to kill him?

"What's going on?" The heavy rain suddenly turned into light rain. Mo An stood there looking at the magic bullet that couldn't even break his own skin, and scratched his head in confusion, "The battery is out?"

Damn it, that guy actually said that about himself!

Wanda gritted her teeth angrily and decided to give him a good look!

Under the strong obsession, the magic power around Wanda was used to the extreme, and a huge blade of chaos slowly condensed and cut towards Mo An.

"That's cool." Mo An smiled ferociously and punched the Chaos Blade, shattering it with one punch!

Ignoring the scars on his hands that healed at the speed of light, Mo An put his hands on his hips and smiled: "Is there anything more sexy? This is not enough to look at!"

Then he saw Wanda standing not far away and fell straight to the ground.

"Eh?"

Mo An was confused. He said there was no power, but was he really out of power?

"Hey, you're not being kind in your work, or I'll sue you for being passive and sabotaging your work!" Mo An shouted toward the boundless void above his head.

It feels so good to be beaten, why do you just give up?

As if he heard Mo An's words, the nebulae above his head slowly gathered and condensed into two big characters.

An s, a b.

"Hey, why are you still swearing!" Mo An said frantically.

Nebula returned to her original appearance, and the Reality Stone ignored him.

The gem felt bitter. Moan thought the sparring was too weak, so it made a four-handed Hulk with ceiling-level combat power. Moan thought the sparring couldn't speak, so it finally found a soul that fit the sparring partner and put it in.

She stretched her crotch, why should I be the one who got scolded?

There was no other way, the sparring partners all lay down, and Mo An had no choice but to lie down next to her and close his eyes to rest.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wanda woke up faintly. She was still a little confused and raised her head to see Mo An’s face and she immediately woke up!

He actually held himself in his arms?!

Mom, I’m not clean anymore!

Although it was not her own body, she still felt that her soul had been tainted.

Mo An, who felt something strange, slowly woke up.

Although Doomsday doesn't need to sleep, he has maintained a normal schedule. He had been fighting the four-handed Hulk for so long, and Mo An's spirit had long been a little numb.

"You...how could you...!" Wanda stood up and pointed at Mo An.

"What's wrong with me?" Mo An scratched his head and wondered.

"You...go to hell!!" Wanda suddenly raised a huge energy bomb with both hands and hit Mo An. Mo An was unable to dodge and hit the target.

"Ahem, cough, cough, this shot is powerful enough..." Mo An, who was lying on his back, slowly raised a thumb, then dropped it weakly, making no sound.

...

"So, you were actually brought in by the Reality Stone to relieve my boredom?" Mo An, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, pinched his chin and said.

Wanda nodded, shook her head, and asked, "What is the Reality Stone?"

"Um...it's a bit difficult to explain this. Just understand it literally." Mo An scratched his head.

Wanda seemed to understand but not quite.

Mo An asked again: "Then you...are still in Hydra's secret base?"

"How do you know?!" Wanda asked warily.

"Ah... to tell you the truth, I can predict the future." Mo An pondered for a while and said.

"Whether you believe it or not, everything you are experiencing now is not a dream. These, including me, are real." Mo An said with a serious face.

Wanda couldn't believe it, and pointed at Mo An tremblingly, "So, I really killed you before?"

"Don't have any psychological pressure. Strictly speaking, as long as I can be resurrected, you are not killing me." Mo An shook his head, "But I don't want to tell you this. After you go out, what happens here cannot be

Tell your brother and I will rescue you."

"Why?" Wanda asked puzzled.

Moan sighed, "I know you hate Stark Industries because your beautiful home was destroyed by that bombing."

"But I think it's inappropriate to impose this crime on Tony Stark, what do you think?"

Mo An said to her seriously: "In the mysterious country far away in the east, there is an article called "The Icon of the Country", and there is a sentence in it that is very good."

"A dog eats human food without knowing how to check it; a dog eats human food without knowing it; when a person dies, it says: 'It's not me, it's Sui'." How is this different from stabbing a person to kill and saying, 'It's not me, it's a soldier'

Also'? Can you understand?"

Wanda shook her head blankly.

"It means that the pigs and dogs are eating the food that people eat, but they don't stop it; there are people who starve to death on the road, but they don't open barns to help. When the people die, they say: 'It's not my fault, it's because of their age.

Okay.' What's the difference between this statement and saying after killing someone with a knife, 'I wasn't the one who killed the person, it was the weapon'?"

"You can ignore the front, but don't you think you and your brother are doing the latter?" Mo An looked at Wanda and said, "You don't want to find the real culprit who launched those missiles, but you want to hate a weapon.

The manufacturer, in my opinion, is ridiculous."

Wanda nodded blankly.

Mo An sighed, "I don't know how much you can listen to these words. I also know the principle of 'don't persuade others to be generous without going through their suffering', but I think you can come out."

After he finished speaking, the scene fell into silence for a long time.

After a while, Wanda whispered: "But how can I get out?"

"Probably until you can no longer kill me with chaos magic." Mo An said calmly, "This body is what you will look like in the future, and chaos magic is something you are about to awaken. You can explore it now.

"

"Will... I awaken magic in the future?" Wanda stared blankly at her palms, the chaotic magic power was changing according to her thoughts.

"Yeah, but it's not because of Hydra's experiment." Mo An looked at her, "I will get your brother and sister's awakening medium. Do you want to stay in Hydra and be their revenge tool, or do you want to follow me in the future?

It's up to you to make a new life."

"...I know." Wanda was silent for a while, then suddenly raised her head and smiled.

Her body also began to slowly dissipate.

"I'm waiting for you..." Wanda said.

"I didn't expect you to be so humane, Xiaoshi..." Mo An looked at the place where Wanda disappeared and murmured: "It turns out that she couldn't kill me a long time ago."

The Reality Stone is almost stunned by this wooden head. Can't you tell that people don't want to kill you and can't?

Tired, destroy it, really.

Suddenly, the nebula around Mo An changed, and countless planets began to shrink, pouring into Mo An's chest in a whirlpool.

"Wait...wait! What's going on?!" Mo An suddenly panicked.

Shouldn't I send myself out after the trial is over?

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like you are sending yourself away. This is how you want to send yourself away!

The long-awaited feeling of expansion filled Mo An again, but this time it was no longer a ball of light, but an entire universe.

Mo An's body felt like an inflated balloon, and the bursts of extreme tearing pain crazily impacted his remaining sanity.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!...Huh?”

Just when Mo An was about to be burst, he suddenly understood.

Whether it is armor or magic resistance, it is impossible for you to stack it to the highest level. The most distinctive feature of the multiverse is that there is no strongest, only stronger.

But the only way to make yourself the strongest is,

It’s because I’m going to be killed by [reality] once.