The Death Knell

The dark clouds in front of us have become denser, and the energy contained in them has also shown external phenomena such as lightning or black light. At first, they did not spread so fast, but as time went by, they had already Like boiling milk, it is about to expand out of the pot.

"Do you need me to inform those SHIELD agents and the Immortals?" Xiao Wang looked at the black cloud in front of him, frowning. If it spreads at this rate, the darkness around here will soon be with Dormammu. The dimensions are connected.

Su Ming poked the black cloud in front of him with the cigarette butt. It seemed to have its own consciousness and could avoid the scorching heat:

"Colson and the others said that in history, the immortals took away the gravity from here, so the current result is not the worst. Although I can't reverse history as I want, at least it hasn't gotten worse. You can Tell them, but I’m not very optimistic about whether we can recover the immortals.”

If history has not changed, the SHIELD team and the Immortals have each obtained some Gravityium. The Eternals have shown greed before and seem to need a lot of Gravityium. Then the known Gravityium is in the hands of SHIELD, and they will take the initiative. Delivered to your door.

As for the time point, it is still uncertain, but with the Time Stone in hand, Su Ming will not let something like Gravityium fly into the universe. The SHIELD team has a character like Daisy with extremely tough lives, so it’s not a big problem.

Wang nodded. He looked at a ball of liquid metal floating and rolling at his feet. The Supreme Mage found several large plastic bags from nowhere and put it around it, which actually inhibited its activity.

"So these..."

"I kept some for myself, and handed them all to the SHIELD team. Gravity is restrained by plastic. Don't make a fuss. It's not just plastic bags, but also boxes of finished instant noodles, and even two plastic washbasins that are buckled together. They can all hold Gravityium, so as long as it’s not powered on, it’ll be fine.”

Seeing that Wang seemed a little confused, Su Ming explained again.

Let's deal with Dormammu's problem first. Should we negotiate terms or play games...

By the way, so many enemies fell into the pit before, but now it is estimated that only the vampires are still alive, but I don’t know where they went.

However, if there is anyone on earth who can restrain Dormammu the most besides the Wilson brothers, then it must be Dracula.

The ancestor of the vampire race cannot die, cannot be trapped, has no soul, and has the conceptual level of self-healing ability that anyone in the world knows about vampires. He can be infinitely resurrected. He only pursues happiness.

Any demon who encounters such a thing will burst into tears. Apart from the fact that he is not as disgusting as Deadpool, if we really talk about a war of attrition, Dracula is really the most energy-consuming.

"Then I leave first?"

The king raised his hand and blinked, waiting for the Supreme Mage to confirm that in fact he did not want to leave, but in fact he wanted to stay.

The opportunity to fight Dormammu may be once in a lifetime. As a sorcerer, who has not thought about the feat of facing the devil directly and repelling the opponent?

Even if you offend the other party and you will not be able to use magic related to the dark dimension, those magics are inherently costly and only fools use them.

"Remember to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Cut a little of the three huge rocks and bring them back to Kama Taj. Cut the cakes and buy them." Su Ming saw through his thoughts, took back the cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath: "Go. Go about your business, don't look at me with pitiful eyes, are you still going to do that 'you jump, i jump' thing? This is the passage to the dark dimension, not the Titanic."

"???"

Although he was puzzled as to why the shipwreck was involved, Wang's eyes showed nostalgia when he saw that the master was determined not to play with him. At the same time, he opened the portal and walked in with a plastic bag.

Seeing Wang leave to take action, Su Ming casually knocked away an underground creature that howled and rushed towards him, and slowly put out the cigarette with his other hand.

These underground races have been living here for hundreds of thousands of years. It seems that they rarely even eat people and provoke no one. But just because they have such a good thing as gravity, their homeland was destroyed in the blink of an eye, and the population was probably Ninety-nine percent of them died.

As the culprit who destroyed their homeland, Su Ming had no idea. Apart from sighing that the food was the original sin, he spent most of his time counting his harvest.

And just as he moved his waist, an army composed of broken corpses with green eyes came to his side, standing quietly aside, silently waiting for orders.

These were the Leviathan soldiers who were killed by Su Ming on the road ahead after entering the underground. They had been following Su Ming as insurance for the rear, and now they could be used as waste.

Su Ming raised his fist, and a section of the gauntlet on his finger fell off, revealing a black glowing ring: "You, jump down."

He pointed at a smiling corpse whose head was split like a watermelon and held together only by its neck.

He didn't know what was going on in the black cloud in front of him, how deep it was below, and whether he would be dragged directly into the dark dimension if he entered the black cloud, so Su Ming decided to "throw a corpse to find the way."

In fact, this kind of human body demining work is most suitable for Wade. He can use the space-time belt to come back and tell Su Ming the situation there. But now the conditions don't allow it, so let's make do with the controlled zombies.

The zombies controlled by the black light ring actually have their souls temporarily pulled back into their broken bodies, playing the role of puppets and unable to disobey the black light ring's orders.

Apart from giving Deathstroke a look of hatred towards the living, the walker with a blooming head walked off the cliff without hesitation and fell into the black clouds.

Su Ming closed his eyes and felt the connection between the ring and the walking corpse with his heart, but after just a few seconds, the connection was interrupted.

"Tsk, was it swallowed? Another one."

The inhumane mercenary smacked his lips, waved his hand and ordered another corpse to jump down. This time, the contact was interrupted for a longer time.

Su Ming did not speak, but simply waved his hand to let more zombies jump together, savoring the differences.

If gravity were not constantly changing during this period, the distance from fall to disappearance would appear to be determined by the body's resistance to dark energy.

Because these are the corpses of Leviathan soldiers, they were in a state of semi-assimilation by Substance Zero during their lifetime. Now that they are thrown into the high-density black cloud, it is inevitable that they will be transformed instantly.

However, after coming to this conclusion, Su Ming felt relieved. He was not worried about his resistance. At least dark matter could not assimilate X metal.

Leaving only a few black light walkers behind and ordering them to disperse and search for valuable items in the caves or passages beside the rock wall, Su Ming jumped into the black clouds.

.....................

A black light zombie was wandering aimlessly, its heart filled with cold anger. This was hatred for the living, as well as confusion and confusion about the latest order.

What kind of things are valuable? It doesn't understand that nothing is of value to the dead, except for killing the living. The warm blood and brains will make them feel happy for a moment.

However, just as it was wandering back and forth, a small insect suddenly flew out from the rock crevice on the side. It looked like dust and was inconspicuous. In an instant, the flying insect got into it. nostrils.

The walking corpse stood still, as stiff as a wooden figure. The green light in its eyes gradually faded, and its skin began to turn yellow-brown. Even the zero element that entered the body was spat out like black water. .

In just ten seconds, the walking corpse came to life, its chest rose and fell, and its face gained expression.

He raised his hand and looked at it. Countless bugs began to hatch and swarm under the skin, like small bulges under the skin causing faint ripples.

He put his hands behind his back, looked at the black smoke column in front of him, and tilted his head expressionlessly. The original yellow military uniform on his body was replaced by countless bugs. The dense yellow-brown bugs ate the clothes, and then began to change color. A black fur coat reappeared on its owner, and the emblem of Hydra appeared on the arm.

"Sang Zong..." He muttered to himself with a strange tone, but quickly adjusted the structure of his vocal cords and turned towards the bodies of the Hydras.

Among the pile of broken cyborg parts, he found a viper that had been split into two halves. After barely putting the body parts together, he squatted down and spit out some bugs, which brought mucus and black water into his mouth. The viper's mouth opened wide.

"Get up, my friend." Beehive stood up and took a few steps back with his hands behind his back.

The corpse began to twitch, shaking on the ground as if it was electrified. Countless bugs began to repair the wounds, while others started to activate the heart and brain.

The fight between Beehive and Deathstroke happened just a few minutes ago. In his opinion, Viper can still be saved. As for those mechanical soldiers, they are just consumables and not worth saving.

Visible to the naked eye, those bugs were sewing her body together like leaf ants. But a dozen seconds later, with a violent gasp, the viper with wide eyes suddenly sat up.

She coughed a few times, spitting out some bugs.

After realizing that she was sitting on the ground, she quickly got up, patted her clothes, and looked at the strange-looking person next to her.

"Who are you? What's wrong with me?"

A familiar thought connected to her brain, and the intermittent voice of the hive rang: "Knell, kill you, and I will resurrect you."

Viper looked at the clothes she had broken in half. It was covered in blood, but her snow-white skin was unscathed at the break.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped her clothes tightly: "It turns out to be you, Beehive. It seems that you also suffered a loss in his hands."

"Yes, just like you said, Deathstroke is indeed very strong." Beehive did not shy away from anything. He looked blankly at the black smoke column in front of him: "But he is not the only one who has a plan, I also have one. During the fight, , I separated some of the bugs and hid them in every corner here. Once an unsatisfactory ending occurs, I can still make a comeback."

"How did you resurrect me? With bugs?"

Viper showed a look of disgust. Although it was good to be alive, Hydra had many ways to resurrect people, but the one next to him had the most disgusting one.

Beehive saw the speculation in her mind and was not angry. He saved Viper because she was useful to the cause, not out of any personal friendship, nor to listen to her nice words.

"It's better for you not to know. We are both in urgent need of nutritional supplements. Our bodies are only temporarily activated and have overdrawn our potential. In order to survive smoothly, I'll give you this. You don't have to eat the skin."

Hive stretched out its hand, and the tentacles formed by dense insects picked up the head of a mechanical warrior from the side and handed it to Viper. He also got one himself, cracked it open like a coconut, and ate the spicy tofu pudding inside. s things.

Viper sighed deeply. Being resurrected like this would have side effects. She took the head and asked helplessly: "Did you bring any salt?"