The Death Knell

On Earth-X, the battle off the north coast of Alaska is over.

Zombie Reed is not weak. He has endless back-ups, technology and superpowers. He can be regarded as the best among many Reeds from different worlds.

But excellence does not mean the strongest. In Paradise Reed has probably eaten more salt in his life than the zombie Reed has eaten. Let Reed deal with Reed. The scientific tricks of the zombies were all done by old man De. Played with.

Want to open a portal to negative space? That one thought is locked up for you.

Want to spread the virus through the air? One thought will purify you.

Want to use a teleporter to escape? A single thought blocks all space.

Heaven Reed, who is integrated with the consciousness of the universe, plays the role of God here. In China, there is a saying of providence, and in the West, there is also a view that everything is God's will.

If considered God, then He is Almighty.

So Zombie Reed and many zombie heroes have been wiped out at this time. Only old man Reed is still holding a tattered blue jumpsuit soaked in dried blood, proving that the dead once existed.

Looking at the pattern on the chest that was dyed red and the '4' symbol that was a little darker in black, the old man Reed sighed.

On the battlefield where snowflakes were falling, he raised his hand and tugged on his green hood, then lowered his head and coughed a few times.

"Oh? It seems we've come back at the right time."

The magic floating cloak carried Su Ming and his party back to the old man. Deathstroke removed his mask and jumped to the soft ground that was tossed by the strong wind and shock wave:

"But I still have to say one more thing. Maybe Iron Man has already thought of it, but you still have to clean it carefully about the zombie virus."

The old man smiled. He destroyed the tights, stretched out his arms like dead branches, and took back the walking stick from the soft rubber robot that appeared out of nowhere after the battle. He placed his hands in front of him to support himself:

"Don't worry, I'm old, but I'm not confused yet. I already understand the viciousness of this virus and how anti-human its several variants are. Believe me, I have already dealt with it. This world is still peaceful. This snow is just as clean.”

Seeing the old man's special handling of the uniform, Su Ming also smiled:

"You are a scientist, and I am the Supreme Mage. We all know that snow is not so clean, and human eyes can sometimes be deceiving."

The words of the death knell, if there is any point.

"Well, but we are human beings, we just need to believe what we see." Reed patted Deathstroke on the shoulder, and then walked towards the people of the Ultimate Team: "I see that you are a very good human being, then this That’s the truth.”

The old man understands this truth, but he doesn't care. In the face of survival, everything else can stand aside.

The death knell finger that took out the cigarette paused for a moment, and he led the people to follow Reed, leaving a series of footprints on the snow:

"From a certain point of view, the two of us are really like-minded. Human beings should be the strongest. I like you quite a lot."

"Ahem, even though I'm old, I still like women." Old Reed narrowly winked at Su Ming and joked: "So I probably can't respond to your feelings, hahaha... ..”

Upon hearing this answer, Su Ming just smiled and stopped asking further questions.

He just hinted to the other party that Earth House people' are repulsed, but beyond the dimensions you can go.

There’s also Flat Iron Man, who, although a bit darker, is much more honest and easier to use than Batman.

But the old man refused. They just want to live now.

How should I put it, is my vision still too short? I only regard the Celestials as an imaginary enemy, and I can’t even see the threat that surpasses the gods?

Forget it, let's stick to the old plan and get the constructor into the chariot.

The two of them had their own thoughts, both had smiles on their faces, and talked and laughed as they walked around, as if nothing had happened.

Except for Loki who might have sensed that there was something going on in the two people's words, none of the living people present noticed anything unusual.

"Oh, it turns out I am the strongest."

The Ultimate Iron Man was picking his nose with satisfaction. The Zombie Iron Man was not a threat to him at all. When he saw the death knell approaching, he began to show off his skills.

After all, the zombie version of himself has lost even his lower body. He can only use his two arms to control the direction when flying. He can win with his feet.

Su Mingde glanced across each of their faces with a warm and friendly smile:

"I'm glad to see that everyone is okay. Although it looks a bit embarrassing, at least no one is infected."

"Infection is scary, but being eaten is even scarier." Miles panted and bent over, holding his knees. The little black man's head was covered with cold sweat. He and Miss Drew faced the zombie version of Vision, and repeatedly A dangerous situation.

If it weren't for the spider's exaggerated sixth sense, the opponent's incorporeal attack wouldn't even know where it would come from.

However, after Paradise Reed dealt with Zombie Reed, the other zombies basically never caused trouble again and were all taken care of by the old man.

"Okay, it'll be fine." Black Widow stretched. After seeing the old Peter in this world, she felt that her life was pretty good. Now she looked very contented. She looked at Deathstroke, Ask with your eyes if it's time to go?

Deathstroke exhaled a breath of hot breath and nodded towards her, letting the cloak expand again, gesturing for everyone to come up. He looked at Old Reed:

"Now that the zombie crisis has been resolved, it's time for us to evacuate. Your Earth won't collide with Earth 1610, right?"

"No, after you leave, we will take the earth to wander. I don't know when we will meet next." Dr. Reed, stroking his white beard, replied with a smile.

For him who is used to seeing life and death, this scene of farewell has become routine.

"Maybe it won't take long."

The death knell whistled, and the flying cloak caught him as he jumped, and flew away from the old man in an instant, leaving only a gust of wind and no trace of the figure.

The robot wrapped in transparent gel walked to the boss, raised its head and stretched out its telescope-like eyes:

"He is very strong. I have never seen such a strong human being. If you are a god, then what kind of person is he who can kill Galactus with one move?"

Old Reed raised his hand and smoothed the bumpy battlefield, restoring the ecology here to what it was like before the battle. Then he took out a remote control to open the portal, stepped in and answered with a smile:

"He is an ordinary human being. My path may have been predicted by the gods, but he is taking a path that no one has ever walked before. After all, as a human being, he scorns the gods. This is something I never dared to think about before. Yes..."

The robot retracted its eye tubes and jumped into the portal. He also rolled his eyes in a humane manner:

"I have found something you have in common, that is, what you say will always hit others. This is human beings. Joys and sorrows are not connected with emotions?"

"Yes, this is humankind. It is a group civilization but also has a strong individual consciousness. Contradictions will always exist. We will talk about it later. Now I am going to gather with the Avengers. Let us get through this hurdle first. Bar."

The old man waved his hand, and he gradually disappeared into the light.