The Death Knell

While Deathstroke and his crew destroyed the Earth of the Apes, there were also many changes on Earth 616.

Although I don’t know what the yellow figure did when it flew into the passage beyond the Gods, the passage was soon closed, and calmness returned between the two earths.

It's just calm for Earth 616.

On that unknown numbered Earth, Thanos left the lifeless Captain America in his hands. Under his feet was a tall mountain of corpses. The former city had been razed to the ground, and blood was flowing freely along the depression. flowing.

The people of the Dark Order are cleaning the battlefield. After all, in the Battle of New York, they wiped out all the resistance forces on the planet. There are still some good things that they can like, maybe they can take them back as a souvenir for later.

Thanos himself lacked interest. He had long passed the stage where killing people would feel happy. On the contrary, he was actually a little sad in his heart because death did not appear in his ears to praise his bravery and generosity.

Namor, who was standing under the mountain of meat, was very happy. The last time he massacred surface people so openly was when he flooded Japan.

"Thanos, no one on this earth can fight us anymore, let's end it, right?"

Neptune patted the brain on his vest, waved his palms with satisfaction, and glanced at some of the buildings still standing in the distance. Looking at the pale survivors behind the windows, he smiled even more heartily.

"Killing is not our purpose, and there is no joy at all. We are just struggling to survive like wild animals."

Thanos put his hands on his back and looked up at the sky. There, Earth 616 was hanging in the center of the sky, like a reflection in a mirror, except that there were more densely packed fleets floating in the sky:

"I didn't expect that I would have to fight for the earth. It's really ironic."

Namor is not as artistic as Thanos, and he cannot understand the Mad Titan's mental journey at all. For him, it is enough to know that he can survive this round again.

So he looked at the member of the Dark Order on the side, that silly big guy:

"Hey, where's the bomb you prepared? Bring it quickly."

"I'm not saying hello."

The brown monster carrying the big ax was a little unhappy, protested in a muffled voice, and then ordered the soldiers to carry the planet bomb to the spacecraft.

The planet bomb they prepared looked like a huge pressure cooker, a shiny silver version with various complicated buttons on it, giving it a ferocious sense of technology.

The purple giant didn't express any opinion. He just stood with his hands behind his back and watched the scenery from the highest place, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

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In Latvinia on Earth 616, Doctor Doom was still working hard after Thanos and his team left.

Each collision of the Earth is a process of some kind of experiment, and you know that even if you escape this round, another Earth will appear seamlessly in the sky in the next round, and only the countdown will be reset.

In the underground castle control hall, the exchanges between Thanos and Namor were eavesdropped. His face still had no expression, but under the shadow caused by the hood, his eyes were shining behind the mask.

He originally thought that everything was a plan by someone behind the scenes, because based on his past observations of the multiverse, he discovered a lot of things.

Thanos once asked where Molecule Man had gone, but Doom did not answer. In fact, Molecule Man was not on Earth 616 at this time, but was sent by Doom to the multiverse to contact more Molecule Man in the parallel universe. Peer body.

Logically speaking, people from different worlds in parallel universes are more or less different, including Doom himself.

Different growth environments, different development experiences, and different final products are inevitable. Any small difference will be infinitely magnified by the choice of timeline.

But he found that no matter which parallel world he was in, Molecule Man was exactly the same, so he could be sure that that guy came from a higher level.

Doctor Doom then approached Molecule Man and examined his body, discovering that he actually contained terrifying power within his body. When fully released, it would become a bomb that could almost destroy a single universe.

So he speculated that Molecule Man was the 'insurance' placed by a certain force in different parallel universes.

When he saw the appearance of the Transcendent Gods not long ago, Doom knew who the force he was looking for was. The properties of the energy were exactly the same as those in the Molecule Man.

It's just that now that the channel is closed, it's a little troublesome to execute the plan, but the doctor believes that judging from the combat power those bald weirdos have shown before, they will definitely come back.

The explosion of a star is like a signal. Maybe its light will attract more people's attention.

That's good, the murky the water, the easier it is to fish.

The autocratic tyrant has a plan, a plan to use Molecule Man to destroy the Transcendent Protoss, then replace those guys and become the ruler of the plural.

This requires precise calculations, and there is no room for error.

But just as he was typing on the keyboard, trying to calculate a certain result through the computer host, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then his head tilted.

Almost at the same time, a red beam of light shot from behind, grazing his ear and hitting the display screen. When the sparks exploded, the screen melted and collapsed like sticky resin.

"Who dares to break into Doom's castle?!"

With a low growl, he held the seal with both hands and turned around.

However, behind him was another Iron Mask man floating in mid-air, with magical energy already formed in his hands, also wearing a green cloak.

"Dum is Doom, that's you." The new Doctor Doom was obviously more prepared. As he spoke, magic came out of his hands. Not only that, but there were also overwhelming combat micro-robots flying behind him like bees. And out.

616 When Dumu faced the attack, he could only use defensive magic to protect himself. Then he rolled quickly and began to look for cover among various furniture.

"You are from a parallel world." He found a steel table as a cover and activated various robots he had hidden in the castle, and a melee broke out between the stand-in robots on both sides.

They were all iron men wearing green cloaks, and there were robots that exploded, and outsiders couldn't tell who suffered the damage.

"You're right, it's another Doom." The mysterious Doctor Doom continued to cast spells under the cover of the machine swarm. He formed a seal and opened a portal, from which a steady stream of tentacle creatures poured out: "Can you continue to guess? Don't let Doom down."

Almost no two of these tentacle monsters look the same. They are creatures of chaos, and chaos means disorder and irregularity.

However, they all hold similar standard weapons in their tentacles, including cold weapons such as axes and maces, as well as familiar automatic laser rifles and plasma weapons.

This is an army of dimension lords.

"This is Doom's castle. It would be unwise for you to start a war with Doom here." Doctor Doom, who was hiding behind the table, also cast a spell to open the portal, but his door led to a certain fire elemental plane. What came out of it were things like lava rock monsters and fire elements: "Doom has guessed your plan, you want to replace Doom."

"Dum is Doom, there is no replacement." The outsider laughed. Compared to 616's Doom, he obviously had more leeway in the battle and was in a better mood: "Dum knows about you, someone I told Doom your plan, but you know nothing about it, so you will lose today."

While talking, the cannon fodder troops from both sides collided together again, and all kinds of lights in the hall lit up for a while, as if it had turned into a disco.

Later, 616 Doom jumped out from behind the iron table and started a king-on-king battle with his other self.