In a cramped room, beside the greasy walls, an elegant gentleman who is out of place in the environment sits on a bench, looking curiously at this humble safe house in Lower Manhattan's southern end.

Bailey had to sit in a stiff and uncomfortable position due to his legs, but there was no look of exasperation or displeasure on his face.

"Please." Ouyang Jie handed out a porcelain cup, and a little tea in the cup shook slightly with his movements.

"Thank you." Bailey smiled and took the porcelain cup, "I can see your thirst for answers, don't worry, I'll answer your questions, but ......"

Bailey put down the porcelain cup with a smile, and his eyes swept over Fang Ziyu, Jiang Lan, Xiong Wei and Albert who woke up from a coma.

Ouyang Jie immediately understood, turned his head to look at Fang Ziyu and the others, and waved his hand after a little consideration: "It's okay to let them listen, you can trust it." ”

"Okay." Bailey didn't insist anymore, stared at the broken tea leaves that were still floating in the tea for a while, looked up and said, "From your first question?" Well, as far as I know, there are organizations that form the core of the Dominators, or rather, there used to be. ”

"Ever?"

"Let me think about how to illustrate it." Bei pressed his index finger against his chin in a contemplative gesture.

After a few seconds, he made meaningless gestures as he said, "I mean, all such organizations I know of are dead, such as the 'Super Alliance' thirty years ago, the 'Black Undead' more than fifty years ago, and the 'Chosen Order' more than eighty years ago. ”

These unheard names made Ouyang Jie's heart beat faster, and he straightened his spine and subconsciously glanced at Fang Ziyu, while Fang Ziyu turned his head away from his gaze, and thoughts were surging in his heart.

The Super Alliance? As the name suggests, it should be an alliance composed of superpowers, and in connection with this special point in time thirty years ago, Fang Ziyu vaguely guessed what glorious deeds this mysterious organization had.

"I've never heard of the Super Alliance, the Black Undead, or the Chosen Order, so please elaborate." Ouyang Jie humbly asked for advice, and his eyes were sincere.

Bailey didn't make any fuss, and immediately replied: "Thirty years ago, there was a Chinese ruler who put forward the concept of 'coexistence of multiple civilizations', intending to unite all the rulers, as well as the organizations that have obtained the dominators' inheritance and supernatural abilities, use each other's abilities to make up for each other and help each other, and cooperate with the governments of various countries to understand and study the origin and application of superpowers by scientific means. ”

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu basically confirmed that the initiator of the Super Energy Alliance was Wen Yan's father.

"You're talking about the god-making movement back then? Terrific! Ouyang Jie raised his voice to cheer, he didn't seem to know about this past, and his cheeks were red with excitement.

Fang Ziyu could understand his excitement, after all, Father Wen's concept was so close to his, if Ouyang Jie had been born thirty years earlier, he would have stood at the forefront of that wave and shouted for Father Wen.

"It's remarkable." Bailey echoed, and then sighed, "It's a pity that this wave that swept the world finally subsided after the collapse of the 'Super Alliance', and after just a few years, there were no more waves. Today, people, especially the younger generation, have forgotten about it. ”

"How so? Why? Ouyang Jie's tone rose again, "Why did the Super Alliance collapse?" ”

Complicated emotions flashed in Bailey's eyes, and finally he shook his head and sighed: "It is said that there is an internal split, and the founder has been betrayed, as for what happened, there is no way to know. After all, when the Mighty Alliance fell, I hadn't yet acquired the Zeus. ”

Perhaps it was because of the collapse of the Super Alliance that Bailey Oldman was able to obtain the celestial weapon, Fang Ziyu twisted his fingers, remembering what Wen Yan had said, legend has it that every time a ruler dies, a ruler is born, and the total number of celestial weapons in the world remains constant.

Ouyang Jie felt sad for his deceased senior, and was silent for a long time before asking, "What about the 'Black Undead' and the 'Heavenly Chosen Meeting'?" ”

"The 'Black Undead' is nowhere near as good as the 'Super Alliance', but the 'Black Undead' is a rare and extremely united group of Dominators, an organization of four Black Dominators, whose common skin color and equally tragic fate bind them together to fight for the rights of black people." Bailey paused and said with emotion, "It is said that the 'black undead' symbolizes the ignorant black slaves who died in the Civil War, and it means that all the black undead buried by white slave owners have returned to the world. ”

"The 'Black Undead' has also perished?" Ouyang Jie felt incredulous, "I'm sorry, I can't understand, since it's fighting for faith, fighting for the future of the same clan and descendants, then there shouldn't be an internal division, right?" So, it was the other Dominator organizations that wiped out the Black Undead? However, the status of blacks has risen repeatedly over the decades, and the slightest neglect of blacks can be labeled as racist......"

Bailey nodded: "Yes, the black undead succeeded, and it can be regarded as a well-deserved death." As for the reason for their demise, it is also a mystery, all I know is that the upper echelons of the Black Undead were wiped out on April 4, 1968. ”

On April 4, 1968, this date was somewhat familiar, Fang Ziyu turned his head to look at Jiang Lan, and Jiang Lan tacitly turned the laptop screen to Fang Ziyu.

On the search page, Fang Ziyu saw the answer: on April 3, 1968, Martin Luther King, Jr., the author of "I Have a Dream", publicly expressed his refusal to obey the ban issued by the federal government at a mass rally in Memphis, and decided to hold a mass march on April 9 as planned. The next day, Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated on the balcony of a hotel.

Seeing this familiar and unfamiliar history merging with the mysterious shadow of the Dominator, Fang Ziyu suddenly had an indescribable and mysterious psychological feeling.

He had never thought of it that way before, but at this moment, he realized that his involvement in Everett's assassination was most likely participating in history, or even making history.

"It is also great to sacrifice oneself for the rise of the race." Ouyang Jie did not hesitate to praise, and after affirming the merits of the black undead, he asked, "So, what about the Heavenly Chosen Meeting?" ”

"It's a superpower with more energy than the Super Alliance."

Speaking of the Chosen Meeting, Bailey restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The Chosen Society, also known as the 'Chosen Society' and the 'Firstborn Son of God', is a group of fanatical warmen who believe in natural selection and commit genocide in the name of 'purifying the human race'.

"Are you talking ......?"

"Yes, you didn't guess wrong." Bailey nodded solemnly, "The Chosen One took advantage of the economic crisis and the legacy of World War I to start World War II. ”