"Death knell, can you hear dum?"
In the castle of earth 616, dum returned to the banquet hall after his busy work. He changed a new wine glass and poured the local wine of latovinia again. While waiting for the return of mieba and others, he used the new method just obtained to contact the death knell of the distant parallel universe.
"Clear and accurate. I'm glad you succeeded. I just learned from the adjutant."
The called knell is now with the ultimate team of 1610 on earth. Facing the overwhelming tide of zombies, those people want to see zombies, so Su Ming will give them zombies.
However, the current crisis situation does not exist for him. The black light ring emits a faint light. He is the reef in the tide and has time for silent communication through strangulation.
"The difficulty of fighting aside, he has a sect, which was established when he returned to time. There are a group of crazy believers named Black Swan, a cosmic library made by transcendental Protoss in the past. Do you know?"
Dr. doom put down his glass and folded his hands on the wooden table. He watched the torch shake on the wall and let the shadow of roast chicken swing back and forth on the table.
"The black swan is an assassin group used to clean up redundant molecular people, and the cosmic library is an observation station. I know their existence. The other you in 616 gained this advantage through space-time travel in the multi universe. Now, you need to take advantage of it. "
The tone of the supreme mage was still calm, like a breeze blowing in dum's ear, and he knew it as expected.
"Dum understands, but there are still too many parallel universes." Dr. doom nodded slightly. He leaned against the back of the high chair and stroked his mask: "the key lies in molecular people."
The knell answered very simply and bluntly: "there is also a timeline. If you want to make a plan for surpassing the protoss, you must make good use of the timeline. This is the strongest weapon that a mage can use in this situation."
"I see. First, namo is back."
Dr. doom cut off the communication. He took up his glass and waited for wine tasting, as if he had been here since mieba and others left.
But only namo returned to the castle, and his face was full of sweat, as if full of fear.
"Doctor, there's a little trouble."
He hurried to the table and wanted to sit down, but as if he remembered something, he immediately stopped, just supported the table with his hands and looked at Dr. destruction.
There was a long sound of anger under the steel mask, and the doctor's eyes fell on him:
"Please sit down, namo. Why are you so flustered? Like a frightened child. "
"I'm not a child, and I don't want to accept the fate of death in silence. But although I support destroying each other's earth to save myself, mieba's men are different from me. "
The sea king immediately sat down after getting permission. He picked up the glass in front of him, drank a mouthful of wine, and talked to the doctor like a complaint. The expression on his face was very complex.
Dr. Doom's head dropped, and the shadow of his hood covered his eyes: "the multiverse is dying, and now you tell dum that you want to do things by feeling? Or, to put it another way, do you think you are the center of the universe? "
"No, doctor, I mean, the dark order is out of control, or mieba is letting them go." The prince shook his head. He seemed to have a lingering fear: "when I am with them, I can even pretend that I am addicted to the pleasure of killing, otherwise I suspect they will kill me, and they are crazy."
The doctor in the first seat adjusted his sitting posture, supported his head with one hand and reclined on the armrest of the high back chair:
"Oh?"
"We all know that our 'kind and noble' superheroes don't want to go through this muddy water. They would rather sacrifice themselves than destroy others. If they can't stop the collision of the earth, they will accept the fate of destruction and extinction on behalf of all creatures in the universe."
Looking at the roast chicken on the dining table, the man at the bottom of the Sea reached out and broke a big chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it desperately. Like this, he could express his emotions:
"I don't want to be represented by them, and our universe doesn't want to be represented by them, so I come to take refuge in you, doctor."
"No one likes to be represented by others. Most ordinary people are selfish. There is no doubt that this is the human nature doomed by individual biological differences." The doctor nodded, patiently raised his glass and continued to listen.
"I just want to destroy another earth. I just want to live, but the dark church is different. They are enjoying it, even killing tyrants..."
Namo took the chicken leg bone and saw that the bone full of thick sauce was like a mirror in the fire, reflecting the reflection of his twisted face:
"Mieba is enjoying inexplicable loneliness, while his men are enjoying the taste of blood."
When we went to the other side's earth, we only needed to kill the interfering superheroes. Next, we installed bombs and gave everyone a good time. This is namo's ideal state.
But the dark church has an alternative idea. They prefer to kill civilians rather than killing superheroes. It's like greedy people wandering around the buffet table and never know satisfaction.
What can be done in a few minutes, they have to "play for a while".
Even many times, namo felt the eyes of the madmen sweeping behind him, and the sharp needle like eyes made him cold.
Otherwise, he came to mieba in a hurry and showed his desire for killing. I'm afraid he won't come back this time and may be cleaned up as another collection.
But the king at the bottom of the sea also knew that mieba was aware, and the crazy Titan was aware of his weakness and the smell of fear.
In that dark pupil, namo seemed to see the face of a dead skeleton.
After listening to his complaint, dum raised his head. The candle lit up his cold mask, and the light of wisdom was in his eyes: "so you came to dum for help. You hesitated and didn't want to kill another person on the earth?"
"No, I mean, they can die, but not as toys. It's hard to describe the flesh and blood, the madness... Once mieba goes crazy again, I'm afraid you can't control him." Namo swallowed. His face looked very strange.
It seems that his view is very unique. He thinks that those people can die, but they don't die so miserably.
Dum gave a sneer. He stood up and looked down at the sea king with contempt:
"Everything of the weak should have been dominated by the strong. If their sad lives can make our soldiers happy, then do so. There is no possibility of riding the wall between destruction and destruction, so dum refused your request. Enjoy your dinner and don't bring yourself into the roast chicken. They are Chinese food, you are not. "
With that, Dr. destruction turned and left, and his green cloak disappeared into the dark corridor.
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