The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Major, do we still want to launch our plan as planned?"

Warrant Officer Schrödinger asked curiously about the fat man who seemed to have grown on the seat.

The tail behind him was swaying restlessly.

The last group has lost a lot of strength, so there isn't much they can do now.

Especially when many supernatural processing agencies are targeting them, the original plan has been scrapped.

For example, the part where Lip van Winkle was tasked with containing Accardo was the one that was most completely scrapped.

When they learned that the entire UK was investigating the Blood Queen, Accardo was basically not attracted to it.

The threat of the Blood Queen is also the same for them. You must know that Nivi has suffered a lot thanks to them.

"Of course, this stage is much grander than the one we originally hoped for. Why should we stop?"

With an exaggerated smile on his face, the major picked up a hamburger and chewed it.

Even though Thorin and Tubal-cain were sacrificed, this incident could not hinder the execution of this crazy plan.

Everything that's left of the Third Reich is crazy, and there's still a lot of emphasis on what's appropriate and inappropriate.

The major is a simple war maniac.

"Then, the time is coming soon."

Schrödinger smiled like a cat, and the ears on his head moved.

Warrant Officer Schrödinger, who looks like a child, looks like an innocent boy, but this guy may be more cruel than those ordinary soldiers.

Not only how you treat others, but also how you treat yourself.

"Yes, the time is coming, and our allies have promised to provide some help."

While the major was speaking, he looked at Murdoc who was sitting opposite him.

A clear expression of disgust appeared on Murdoc's big head.

He was in trouble.

Murdoc, who was born as a researcher, doesn't know anything about politics. He simply has some mind control power, so he controls the entire pioneering technology.

But now, no matter it is the werewolf captain, or the dead fat man and the child in front of him, they can ignore his mind control ability.

So Murdoc seems particularly pitiful here.

Anyone can defeat him, and he still doesn't have the same arrogant spirit he had in Pioneer Technology.

He was like a mouse locked in a cat's nest, with a very ugly expression on his face.

"I said, are you really human?"

Murdoc asked with his mouth wide open, and a thin bead of sweat appeared on his huge head.

The major had firmly claimed to be human from the beginning, but Murdoc, as a researcher, could still detect the difference.

Schrödinger and Captain Werewolf were obviously non-human beings, so there was no need to go into details, but the fat man in front of him had traces of mechanized actions on his body.

He doesn't look like a human being at all.

"Of course, but why do you ask that?"

The captain twitched his lips and smiled brightly.

He never hesitates to use his voice and is willing to give twisted answers to those who ask questions.

Although his words often make sense, this cannot change his crazy nature.

"My mind control ability is almost impossible for humans to block, unless you are not a human."

Murdoc looked at the werewolf captain behind him and heard this, and took a few steps towards him. Murdoc felt this movement and closed his mouth with an ugly face.

The werewolf almost opened his skull, and he didn't want to be beaten again.

Guys who ignore mind control will not exist. If you can't control it, it can only mean that Murdoc's power is not strong enough.

This villain realized his vulnerability in advance and no longer indulged in the arrogance he had after dominating pioneering technology.

"What determines whether I am a human being or not? I consider myself a human being, and that is enough."

The major stood up, took his cane and left the room.

He wants to go out now to see if his good boss can accept his leadership.

The Last Brigade are the remnants of the Mad Empire and they don't need a different voice.

And his old boss needs to express his attitude, and then everyone in the team will decide whether to agree or not.

Only in this way can the final group receive support from Hydra.

Hydra, Pioneer Technology and the Last Brigade have always had a close relationship.

The Red Skull back then was the best reason.

"I thought the major would be more patient. After all, you have waited so many years. Why would you choose to act at this time?"

Murdoc asked, he was not interested in that crazy plan at all, but now he has lost the choice.

When the last brigade is wiped out, Murdoc will inevitably be unable to escape the reckoning of this world.

The name Hydra itself is taboo.

"Because we feel we can't wait any longer."

The major walked directly past Murdoc with a smile, reached out and patted Murdoc on his big head.

The metallic touch made Murdoc feel a little scared.

In close contact, the spiritual power surrounding Murdoc finally swept through the major's body.

He also understood the truth about the major's body.

Except for the brain, almost everything has been transformed into machinery.

The food he had eaten was rotting into a ball in the storage compartment of his abdomen.

"Since you did this to your body, why do you still keep it the way it is now?"

Murdoc asked with some horror.

He couldn't understand why someone would modify his body. His biggest idea at the moment was to change his ugly appearance back to its original appearance.

Murdoc wants to escape his identity as a monster and become a human again.

"Because this is who I am."

The major left Murdoc's side with a smile on his face.

The body transformed from metal can be transformed into anything you want, no matter what you want.

But he still kept the bloated reminder that the body with little power only delayed his aging and death.

The major now is just a moving brain in a vat, controlling a mechanical body.

Chewing and swallowing have long been meaningless to him, and the food will only gradually rot in the body and turn into a puddle of foul-smelling waste.

The werewolf captain didn't say anything, he just moved his newly installed metal arm.

His arm, which was severed by Anderson, could never grow back.

The holy flame has completely burned away the soul in the arm, and the werewolf's regeneration ability cannot affect the soul.

He did not comment on Murdoc's slightly rude mental scan, because it was the major's tacit approval.

Pioneer Technology is already on the same boat as the last group. If they don't want to be completely annexed, the only way Murdoc can go is cooperation.

If the final brigade didn't still need those mind-controlled research talents, Murdoc would have lost its value long ago.

A guy who can't provide much help in terms of combat effectiveness is not worth the attention of these lunatics.

"Major, the plane is ready, and the colonel is waiting for your arrival at that location."

A vampire soldier saluted the forbidden gesture and said to the major.

The major raised his palm in response, then nodded and boarded the plane's door.

Next to him was a slender woman with a few freckles on her face and round eyes on the bridge of her nose.

Lip Van Winkle!

Magic bullet shooter!

The woman was not carrying an expensive bag on her shoulders, but an old-fashioned smoothbore firearm, with a small cloth bag hanging on the extra-long barrel.

Wearing a neat little suit, she looked uniquely charming.

Her long hair has reached past her waist and reflects light.

Inside the bag on the barrel of the gun is the only bullet the Magic Bullet Shooter has.

She only needs one shot and only one bullet.

"Thanks Rasputin!"

Lip Van Winkle muttered quietly, and then boarded the plane behind the major.

Rasputin's help to the Third Reich lasted for a long time.

That monster with powerful magic escaped from its original identity by feigning death. In order to pursue a long life, he provided a lot of help to the final group.

This time we go to seize power, and the final brigade only needs one voice.

So a fight seems inevitable.

Even though the major has become the supreme leader of the remaining empire, all the crazy soldiers are attracted by his even crazier personality.

[If everything goes well this time, I probably only need to kill one person.]

Lip van Winkle thought with a smile.

"Don't you have to follow your major?"

Murdoc glanced at Warrant Officer Schrödinger who was still smiling with his huge eyes.

He also had some guesses about this little boy, after all, the name already told him a lot.

Even though the original Murdoc was just a mediocre researcher, he still knew something about Schrödinger, the artillery scientist.

Playing with cats, playing with women, and then playing with cats, this is Schrödinger's normal state.

"I can appear anywhere. When you see me, I am here. So when the major wants to see me, I will be by the major's side."

Schrödinger said casually, still in that innocent tone.

It seems that no matter what time he is, he despises everything. Perhaps for an indescribable life, contempt for everything is the best attitude.

"The name Schrödinger feels very familiar to me."

After hearing Schrödinger's self-introduction, Murdoc said something meaningful.

Murdoc, who has extraordinary intelligence, is trying to get some help in the final group, and is trying to prevent himself from being regarded as a priority target after the storm is over.

It didn't take long for him to become the head of Pioneer Technology.

"I don't want to hear you continue talking, because I might get angry."

Schrödinger's eyes turned into slits when he smiled, and it was impossible to tell what his eyes were about.

But this short sentence still made Murdoc feel a sense of fear.

Although he couldn't explain why, Murdoc felt that it would not be difficult for this little boy-like monster to kill him.

In fact, this is also true.

If Warrant Officer Schrödinger, who exists anywhere but does not exist anywhere, wants to kill a person, he only needs to appear in that person's brain.

This power that is difficult to analyze turns this little boy into an extremely terrifying monster.

It's just that he has never killed anyone in this way.