The Death Knell

"Let everyone who has no fighting ability go and rest. I won't go now." Captain Peggy stopped the adjutant's teleportation. She looked down at her shield, which still had dried blood on it: "I want to join the action team. Go Save humans in other parallel worlds.”

"Captain?" A Spider-Man walked out of the crowd. He took off his mask, revealing his young face, and said firmly: "Since I am going to save people, then I will go too! If this is really a multiverse level disaster, the humans in the parallel world are our compatriots."

"Oh, what you said makes it hard for me not to participate even if I don't want to participate." The red-armored iron man let go of the secretary's waist, kissed the worried woman on the face, walked towards Peggy and said, "What's wrong with your actions?" If a genius like me is missing, I’m the only one.”

War Machine stood up, and the black man patted Tony on the shoulder: "Tony is going, so of course I will follow. Who do you think we are buddies?"

The X-Men, Great Lakes Avengers, and other surviving superheroes all expressed their willingness to contribute. For a moment, the air was filled with the glory of friendship and faith, and everyone was moved to tears.

It's a pity that the adjutant is a puppet and Deathstroke's AI assistant, so she has no blood or tears.

Facing such a touching scene, I just calmly took out a few spider totems and spread them in my palms:

"Then you should form a few exploration teams alone and go to some strange parallel worlds to investigate whether they are infected by zombies. If there are any problems, remember to evacuate. If possible, rescue some survivors. Don't take risks, and you won't either. Do you want your relatives and friends to be sad?"

As a result, the original expedition team of three quickly turned into thirteen teams, and they were all sent away in a burst of blue light to a new world.

The next second, Gwen and Daisy's team also came back, also bringing a large group of survivors.

"Mama Mia!" Waiter Gwen held her knees with both hands, looking out of breath: "Sure enough, a waste like me shouldn't be involved in this kind of thing. Just carrying a person to avoid the tide of corpses, liver It hurts so much."

"Isn't Deathstroke here?"

A little insect who spoke like curry and had a yellow turban wrapped around his head in a spider uniform looked around, as if he was a little worried when he couldn't see anyone he knew.

"It turns out to be Indian Spider-Man. You are an old friend of the Supreme Mage. Welcome to Sepulk's destiny." The adjutant nodded to the other party with an attitude like a spring breeze: "I'm sorry to learn that your world has also fallen into the corpse. It’s a tide, but as long as people don’t die, there may not be hope for the future.”

"Oh, I've known that such a day would come." The Indian Spider-Man was free and easy. He nodded to his surviving friends and said that he would be responsible for communication: "Over in India, those damn Asans like to drink The water of the Ganges River, but who would have thought that there are zombies soaking in the river? Ah San doesn’t care about hygiene, and likes to run around during the incubation period, and ultimately drags down the whole world.”

Daisy looked at the Indian Spider with some curiosity and pointed at his huge turban: "Aren't you Indian?"

"Oh, no, no, no, I am an American, born in Queens, New York. India is the country of my ancestors, but not mine. I hate their lack of hygiene and caste system. Their idiot prime minister is even more useless. .”

The Indian Spider-Man denied it repeatedly, and even pulled his pants down to reveal his star-striped underwear to prove how much he loves the United States.

While he was talking, the adjutant had already counted the number of people. The team with Carol and the female Thor was indeed stronger than Tony and Natasha. They rescued more than 300 people this time, a quarter of them. They are all superpowers or well-trained soldiers or agents.

Next, she talked about allocating land and houses and settling down again, and also mentioned:

"Tony and the others also rescued some people just now, but the heroes did not rest and went back to exploring a strange world again."

As expected, some passionate men among the heroes present stood up and said that since it was a multi-level crisis, they must also contribute.

"It is our duty to seek revenge from zombies and save survivors."

Iron Fist from another world walked out of the crowd, clasped his fists in salute, and was the first to pick up the spider totem.

With the first one, there was the second one, and within a few minutes, twenty new teams were thrown into different parallel worlds. Of course, their treatment was better than that of the previous wave.

They left in tears after seeing the image of their own universe colliding with another universe.

After everyone was thrown out, the adjutant looked at the empty room and smiled. A dense stream of data flowed through her eyes, monitoring 33 parallel universes at the same time through the spider network, and she still calmly initiated communication:

"Casillas, the team has expanded, and your original body production speed needs to be accelerated."

"Already accelerating, Madam Adjutant, I will not let the Supreme Mage down, hehehehe..."

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Deathstroke took the beauties to eat and go shopping. When they arrived at their destination, it was almost evening.

There is a small building in front of me. It looks quite ordinary. It is a common honest building in Queens. It is a three-story building with mottled red brick walls and a courtyard covered with weeds.

In the past, perhaps this place was filled with flowers, but now, only lonely fences remain.

After taking a look at the house and seeing that the lights were on in the dining room, Su Ming walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.

The white wooden door made a crisp sound, and footsteps behind the door immediately sounded. After a few seconds, the head of a black child emerged.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw the death knell, and then saw the stranger playing with a spider totem in his hand. He immediately knew who it was, jumped up happily, and shouted with a smile:

"Master Deathstroke! Why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

"Of course, Miles, I'm very happy to see you are still so energetic." Su Ming hugged the boy and patted his back: "I also brought a few friends. This is Jessica from my earth. Jones, Skye, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Loki."

"Loki...shouldn't he be a man?"

Little Black Spider rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

"For gods, gender is not important." Loki shrugged and looked at the spider web in the corner of the door frame: "It seems that you and Deathstroke are friends, so don't you plan to invite us in?"

"Oh, my bad, I'm sorry, please come in." Miles came back to his senses, smiled sheepishly, and stepped aside to let a few people in: "I'm the only one at home, I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's a bit messy."

His mother is dead and his father is missing. He usually stays at his classmate Gan Ke's house, and today he returns to his own home for the rare occasion. After all, it needs to be cleaned occasionally. If no one lives in the house for too long, it will always fall into disrepair quickly.

Xiao Chong was probably having dinner. Su Ming glanced at the table in the restaurant. There was a large bowl of cereal on the table, and next to it was a mobile phone playing cartoons.

So the kind-hearted Supreme Mage took out the instant hot pot and drinks, came to sit down at the dining table, and looked at the little black spider with a gentle face:

"Let's eat together. I have meat and drinks here. Let's chat by the way."