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New York.

The kings shining in the city are wantonly exerting their will.

But.

Some of these wills are extremely dark and sink deep underground.

They do not pursue the world on the ground.

On the contrary.

In the unknown depths, they are shaping this eternal kingdom that must exist.

Now.

The name called by the dead souls, in the name of Modkaiser, the ancient king has descended here.

And tried to shape his kingdom of kings in this war world full of sorrow.

The Punisher Corps from the Empty Nest World.

No...

It should be said that it is the wreckage that has been abandoned long ago.

Those dead cannon fodders have lost their vital signs for whatever reason.

Everything left behind.

In the eyes of the Empty Nest World, these are all unnecessary.

They will eventually be reborn, they will have completely identical bodies, and inherited will and memory.

But...

Is the reborn war madman still the same madman? !

No matter how excellent the genetic technology is, the soul of a complete life form has passed away.

Really... is it just discarded waste? !

The master of the empty nest world, Genix, doesn't care about all this.

Originally, no one should care.

But...

Now there is a being in this world... who is admiring everything in this wasteland.

"War!"

"I feel the war from your souls."

"Different echoes, every struggle, seems to be born for war."

The low voice slowly came back.

It was not a tone that humans could be familiar with, no, it should be said that it was not a word that living life could understand.

But it was more ancient.

Those ethereal words of the dead that spread in the world of the dead belong to the language of the dead.

Modkaiser has long been proficient in this language.

This Ochen language full of evil undead magic is also the same. This is the immortal king.

The so-called kingdom of his own, and different from the mortal world, all the sounds to be established.

"Death is by no means the end."

"And your present is the true eternity, I will give you everything."

"Cheers..."

"Welcome to my kingdom, the world of Mordekaiser."

It was shrouded in fog.

Accompanied by the evil voice, the fog continued to spread in the underground cave.

Black smoke was rising.

What was done on the throne of bones was full of ominousness, and just one look would make people face death.

What a cold iron armored soul.

Buzz!

The ominous fluctuations representing death.

It is spreading in this world shrouded in fog, dying in the city on the ground.

And the souls of the punishers who were pulled into this underground world.

In the terrible spiritual magic of Mordekaiser, they are being infected by the power in it.

"Different from the place of Runeland, a brand new world."

"It doesn't matter."

"I never rush, hehe, more material worlds have been unfolded."

"My name...will naturally be known to you."

Mordkaiser sat on his temporary throne.

These skeletons are some short and funny creatures that look like ground rats.

Maybe...

In this world, they should be called mole people or underground people? !

Not important!

He didn't even look at the prompt in front of him carefully, and didn't care about this part of the [Jade].

As usual, kill these living creatures.

Then...

Modkaiser shaped the throne and looked up at the huge city above his head.

No, no, no...

It should be the world connected after the void, which represents a wider area.

And...

Those dazzling souls.

Even Mordekaiser has to admit that the soul of the king is so attractive.

So...

"I really want you all to die and come to my country!"

The most dazzling.

Located in the central area of ​​New York City, on the gorgeous stage of the opera of the times.

The brilliance from the glory of the empress!

Among them...

It is the same darkness revealed behind this dazzling light.

This is always relative.

This also reflects the immortal ambition of the Empress Chang'an, and it also attracts the attention of Modkaiser!

His darkness is so pure.

However...

Wu Zetian's light is so dazzling.

But...

The light contains a will that is more terrifying than the ancient demon god.

And Modkaiser's darkness, in this man's view, is the right of him to rule everything.

It is the inevitability of everything.

Completely opposite existences... But, it seems to be a manifestation of contradictions mixed together.

King!

Emperor!

They always face each other to shape their own country.

But now...

Modkaiser is more concerned about the subjects he has just collected.

"Frank..."

These names are so similar.

And each of them has a seemingly similar story in their soul memory.

By the way...

The name of the Punisher is also in line with Modkaiser's preferences.

He is the oldest of tyrants and the most fearsome of conquerors, and he loves his armies of the dead.

He is screening...

He tried to choose the most powerful punisher and then transfer his power and magic to him.

This is...

The first undead warrior in this new world is his first general.

It's a good start.

However.

"After all, I wasn't the one who killed him personally."

"It's still...a little worse, but it doesn't have to be too harsh."

Mordekaiser has been through too long.

He was even older before he was ancient, and too many people in Runeterra had even forgotten his existence.

But it doesn't matter.

Just like now, he once again came to the mortal world in this armored body.

And will once again reshape the kingdom of death.

destiny!

If such a thing existed in this world, Mordekaiser was destined to rule over the realm of eternal souls.

He firmly believed this.

No rush!

He will screen his prey in detail. Anyway, all living things will eventually die.

will come to his country.

All things equal.

So……

"These weird guys?!"

"Each one is broken, these pieces fall into my hands, tsk tsk tsk."

The magic of the soul vibrates.

Of course, the heir family who died in this city could not escape Mordekaiser's attention.

But……

One thing is different.

It is different from Dr. Jackal’s cloning instrument, which is the spare body provided to the Punisher Legion.

The clones that Janix created for his brothers and sisters were perfect.

every time...

It is destined that only one is alive.

Their rebirths are often independent and do not leave any residue.

Or rather...

Even those abandoned remnants, in some ways, once there are no other bodies to choose from.

The residue can still be reborn.

The Heirs have existed in the multiverse for a long time.

They make a living by hunting spider totems.

But……

This behavior, which is only directed at the little spiders, does not affect their immortal nature.

Plus…

Completely mastering the existence of the Golden Spider, the power of the Weaver as a god.

It has already been thoroughly studied by the successor family.

Now……

Even Mordekaiser's profound and terrifying magic power only saw ripples of some soul fragments.

from……

Just the slightest bit of secret.

"Heir family?!"

"Maybe I should start with you and actually kill one of them."

The souls of any beings killed by Mordekaiser are infected by his power.

Thus becoming part of the realm of the afterlife.

eternal.

In this world shrouded in fog and darkness, join Mordekaiser in shaping the realm of the afterlife.

So……

Mordekaiser wondered now.

If he killed a member of the heir family by his own hands, could his soul escape? !

"The multiverse..."

"The web of life and destiny, how much surprise can these vague messages bring me?!"

Mordekaiser on the throne of bones crushed the flashing soul light in his hand.

Some strange and strange scenery came out of it.

That's...

Like the void outside Runeterra, it shows more unknown territories and wider areas.

Same thing.

It represents the broader life soul that Mordekaiser wants.

The Heir family travels through every world, trying to capture the life energy of the Spider Totem.

same.

Wouldn’t Mordekaiser’s heart be the same? !

If there were one universe after another for him to harvest, all living life would be reduced to death.

Very good.

This is an unprecedented conquest.

"Hahaha."

Terrifying laughter echoed in the underground cavity.

No……

Although it was just born, it is constantly expanding and becoming such a real country of death.

The last king of King's Landing, the trembling smile of the iron-armored ghost!

"Puff puff puff!"

And accompanied by such laughter.

Those little mole people, who seemed to have their souls trembling back and forth, miserable little underground creatures.

Their souls after death still cannot escape Mordekaiser.

Under this throne of bones, he was constantly transporting employees to build the iron tower.

There are abundant resources underground.

And these underground people are even more familiar with all this. They have tunnels that extend outward in all directions.

Just search for the most basic iron element.

Then……

Presented to the great monarch they now served, and under the influence of dark magic.

It has become an important pillar in this country of the dead, and terrifying towers are constantly being erected!

And just in the midst of such endless work...

as well as!

The souls of the Punisher Legion fell, and the souls of some poor New York innocents.

etc.

even……

Are they the animals that unfortunately died in the current urban battlefield? !

All souls Mordekaiser wants.

after all……

The world of the dead should also be complete, and only after the loss of death can it be completely eternal.

And it is precisely because of these...

Death, soul, spirit, and more detailed emotions, such as fear, etc.

As the kingdom of the dead expands, the power belonging to Modkaiser is restored all the time.

This man's ambition is so terrible.

He wants to understand everything.

He wants to master everything.

Whether it is the spiritual world or the soul world, it is all for the preparation of the kingdom of the dead.

Then...

It is one material universe after another, or anything that can be found...

"I want them all!"

"And this naturally includes you, just wait."

Mordkaiser's whisper.

These fragmented languages ​​of his, these Ochen languages ​​that belong exclusively to the dead.

Will accompany these floating black smoke.

And randomly transmitted to any soul and spirit gap, and spread out further.

Anyone...

Any living life may hear the echo of Modkaiser.

Then...

He will naturally give it the corresponding power and the price it should pay.

That is the soul.

Ripples...

Spreading in this hollow underground, along the entrances and exits of the underground world connecting all parts of the world.

It has begun to spread out.

So...

Does this behavior seem familiar? !

A concept.

A concept that has long been vague, is it like the devil of hell? !

But!

What exactly has changed? !

The concepts of devil and hell seem to be unable to be said loudly.

So? !

Regarding the death and belonging of the soul, this battle for the world of the dead is not that simple.

At least.

Some guys who are more difficult to deal with than the heir family seem to have...

"What is it?!"

"As my country spreads, I can sense some existence?!"

"But..."

This also makes Modkaiser hesitate a little.

However.

If he fears these unknowns, then Modkaiser will not be who he is now.

The terrifying existence from ancient times.

Never feared.

Even if...

There is only a little hesitation, after all, it is facing a brand new world.

Then...

"No matter what you are."

"This throne after death is destined to belong to me forever, kill everything."

"Everyone usher in the great rule of Mordekaiser."

...

The situation is developing.

Modkaiser is in the underground cave, collecting the souls of this world.

And the continuous gifts from the empty nest world.

At the same time.

Maintaining the communication with Janet, that is, about the existence of the British spider.

Spider Gwen and Gwen's duo.

Of course.

There is also a strange bald head that is a little different from the current tense style.

"Huh?!"

"I always feel that there is black gas coming out from here!"

Standing at the sewer entrance on the corner of the street, Saitama tilted his head and said strangely.

Ah...

And there are some mumbling sounds, which is really strange.

Could it be...

Are there any terrible underground people in this world? !

Wow!

Isn't that the battle he's always dreamed of? !

"Hey."

"Mr. Saitama, now is not the time to think about what to eat for dinner."

Spider Gwen's voice pulled the bald caped man back to thinking.

"Oh!"

Saitama nodded. Don't think about things that you can't figure out. Well...

If there is really a guy like the underground king, just punch him away.

And in front of him...

Under Janet's command, the apartment room has been successfully located. Fortunately...

The war that is happening in the city has not destroyed this place.

But...

"Reed Richards?!"

"Hey, I'm here to ask you for help. Don't hide. I can see you."

The little Reed that Spider Gwen had met before, or Mr. Fantastic from another world.

A completely different boy.

Just the same age as Gwen in this world, but... a really dark guy.

"Uh... Spider Killer?!"

And it's obvious.

This black Reed, who looks a little introverted and has freckles on his face, knows a lot about New York news figures.

He immediately recognized Gwen's outfit, the guy wanted by the whole world.

And...

He immediately recognized Spider-Gwen from her appearance, even though she was not wearing a mask.

And she was wearing a strange armor.

But...

Hey Reed recognized that they were... ah, twins? !

Now...

He was confused because of Gwen and Spider-Gwen, who were one after the other.

"Do I... do I know you?!" (End of this chapter)