The Death Knell

"So what's your plan?"

Thor thought of Mjolnir, and now Daisy, the owner of the hammer, was "traveling" in a brown hooded cloak, following Efilar a few steps away in front of him, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow in the Sahara. Deep in the desert.

Behind her were hundreds of similarly dressed people, looking like a long, winding snake on the dunes.

It was night in the Eastern Hemisphere, but it was already early morning here, but the temperature was rising rapidly, and the rough gravel was blown up by the wind, making her feel like calluses were forming on the back of her hands.

There was a sucking sound of air passing through the narrow tube under Efilar's cloak. It was her drinking orange soda through a straw.

She was familiar with life on this earth. After becoming the leader of the order, she promoted this drink to the sisters. There was no fruit in the Martian monastery. In the past, ordinary battle nuns were not of a class that could enjoy fruits, so this sweet taste The liquid quickly gained popularity.

Although some people have doubted whether this is another kind of enjoyment? If you become addicted to soda, will you fall under Slaanesh's control?

But Efilar said that this is the Marvel Universe, and the claws of the Chaos Demon can't reach it. What's more, using healthier hobbies to occupy the high ground of thought will actually increase everyone's resistance to other temptations.

Besides, the Emperor allows everyone to enjoy this little pleasure, drink some flavorings and preservatives, and burp after drinking, which is far from being summed up in the category of indulging in physical pleasure.

In fact, all other reasons are useless. As long as they have the permission of the Emperor, even the top soldiers of the Planetary Defense Force can smoke and drink. As the battle sisters who are the frontline force against evil, they naturally have stronger resistance.

On the other hand, Efilar himself can take out an endless supply of soda bottles from the small bag on his waist at any time, and his psychic ability to open bottle caps is even more skillful.

"Plan? Of course there is. If we want to pick out alien enemies lurking among humans, that is definitely what we are best at."

Effie, who had finished drinking a bottle of soda, turned around. Her long white hair was spread over the shoulders of the power armor and covered under the hood, but the smile on her lips could not be concealed. She seemed to have a deep understanding of this task. Extraordinary... fanaticism.

"Then don't we need to meet up with Iron Man? By the way, return him the equipment he ordered." Daisy shook her ankles, sand got into her shoes, and raised her head to chase after a few more steps: "Although the number of Avengers is Not much, but they are actually pretty strong.”

"That's not necessary at all, Female Thor." The nun shook her head and put away the empty bottle with great care for the environment: "I am a psionic person. Do you know anything about psionic powers?"

"Is it a type of magic?"

Daisy, what could she know? Although she holds the magical Meow Hammer and all her abilities come from unscientific things, she is essentially a scientist.

Efilar's eyes rolled, and then he shook his head:

"That's not entirely true. Psionic energy comes from the power of the soul and life. The source is myself, but it's almost the same in terms of using thoughts to change reality. In short, because of the existence of spiritual energy, I can sense the enemy and feel To allies, as long as they have life and soul, I can lock their location through psychic fluctuations and form an image in my mind."

"Sure enough, it's still unscientific..." Daisy complained softly.

"Well, anyway, the Emperor told me something not long ago. The species called Skrull that is invading now likes to kidnap humans and then disguise themselves as them and then blend into human society, right? Listen? He looks no different than a despicable blasphemous demon."

As Efilar spoke, she pointed to the sky with her finger, implying that the emperor in her mouth was actually the death knell. However, so many people privately asked the death knell not to do so, but they still had to be careful in formal occasions.

The thirsty female God of Thunder nodded, stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips: "Yes, it's because they are mixed in the crowd, so it becomes more difficult to identify them. Three hundred thousand people are mixed in with billions of people. If we screen them one by one, it might take hundreds of years."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet." The nun handed Daisy a bottle of soda and refilled one herself. She took a sip and made a comfortable sound: "He also said that the Skrulls kidnapped The humans who left will not be killed, but will be stored in some jars, and their memories will be read by machines so that the guys pretending to be them can perform better. Therefore, the key to breaking the situation is actually these abducted humans. Three hundred thousand people.”

While carrying the soda bottle forward, Effie waved to the skull server, explained Deathstroke's plan to the female Thor, and projected it on the sand for her to see.

The Skrulls would keep their captives alive so their memories could be read, and that was the biggest failure.

Now, as long as the Inquisition finds these abducted people, registers their identities, or compares them with the identity files of various countries, or simply divides its troops to follow them home, it will naturally be able to uncover the disguised counterfeiters one by one.

Although three hundred thousand Skrulls sounds a bit too much, with the fanaticism and operational efficiency of the nuns plus the assistance of Karma Taj, it should not be enough to kill in one day.

Efilar is one of the strongest psykers among humans. Chosen by the Laughing God, she is getting stronger every day just by drinking soda. By scanning the earth with her psionic power, she naturally found the Skrulls easily. A place where prisoners were kept.

It is in the Sahara Desert where we are currently.

This place is indeed remote and inconspicuous. It is deserted for hundreds of kilometers around. The prisoner of war camp should still be underground, and it is even more hidden.

It's a pity that it's useless for Effie. Compare the data after the psychic scan with the original data and map of the earth. Huh? Why are there so many souls gathering in the middle of the desert marked as no man's land?

The answer emerged automatically.

So the heavily armed battle nuns came, and they also brought the female Thor, a native of the earth, as a guide. Whether it was useful or not was another matter, but Deathstroke said that he would take her with him, so the emperor's order was absolute.

In order to keep a low profile, each of them wore khaki cloaks and hoods to avoid being noticed by the backward planet's native satellites. In fact, under the cloaks were various 'cleaning tools'.

After listening to Efilar's detailed explanation, Daisy finally understood. She was even more impressed by the changeable ideas of Death Knell. It turned out that she could still think about it from this perspective.

Sure enough, Iron Man only plagiarizes other people's ideas. He also wants to copy that disgusting plan and make a movie like the Skrull Queen... Wait, maybe this is Tony's purpose?

The female Thor's eyes widened and she almost dropped the soda bottle in her hand.

This kind of speculation made her impression of Iron Man much worse.

"We're here, we're right above the filthy prison." Efilar stood at the bottom of a sand dune, pointing to his feet: "Daisy, can you help us open a passage? We The battleship's macro cannon is not very suitable for bombarding the surface, and there are hostages below."

"Let me do it, you guys stand back a little." Daisy, who was still worried that she would be useless when she heard that it was time to use her strength, immediately raised the Meow Hammer.

She flew into the sky, holding the belt behind the hammer handle to spin it, and then swooped down, her red cloak leaving a stream of light like a comet.

boom! ! !

Just like a meteorite falling on the surface, yellow sand and electric light were sprayed into the sky dozens of meters at the same time. A quicksand tunnel leading to the underground was opened instantly, and Efilar immediately used spiritual energy to fix the gravel and pull it out. He lifted the chain sword hanging from his waist and shouted:

"Sisters! Cleanse the alien aliens in the ground below! For the Emperor!"