After Sissel Malik, the helmsman of Hydra, was bewitched, the leaders of the Hydra rudder were summoned.

Among them are Hydra leaders such as Baron Zemo and Baron Truss, as well as Pierce, a hydra in the United States, who has infiltrated the US government.

They began to mobilize a large amount of supplies and conduct several experiments within a year, in order to free the old god they had previously believed in, the 'hive'.

However, they are no longer for the so-called faith, and the bottom of Hydra at this time does not know.

Their bosses have changed course and become followers of the Lord of the Dark Dimension.

Originally, they were dismissive of the existence of the gods, but later, in front of their big boss Malik, a black mist came out of his palm and killed a few disobedient guys.

Old Malik said what they believed.

There is certainly awe of this transcendent power, but it is more of a yearning.

Old Malik tells them that if everyone believes in Dormammu, they will be rewarded with not only otherworldly powers, but also eternal lifespan.

The stick is added to the radish, although the radish may not be eaten, but if you are disobedient, the stick will hit you immediately.

The remnants of Hydra immediately complied, and after several attempts throughout the year, with the help of Malik and the dark magic they received, they succeeded in activating the monolith several times and freeing their god, the hive.

"There is an energy response, and the dark energy has locked onto the target." Baron Zemo spoke.

"Finally found, ready to introduce the target to the altar and sacrifice it to the great Dormammu." Malik, dressed in a black robe, stared at the dark circles under his eyes and said excitedly.

He stared at a puddle of black liquid, and thick wires followed it to another dimension. It's the alien planet where the hive is being held, and now they're finally going to achieve Hydra's goal of freeing the hive.

But the difference is that they used to worship the beehive as a god, but now they have changed their faith, and this operation is not to relieve their gods.

Rather, it is to capture their former beliefs as prey.

Unknown runes were drawn on the ground around the liquid, surrounding the entire liquid, like a high platform for sacrifice.

"There's news over there, the target is getting closer!" Baron Zemo shouted.

"The others are ready to begin praying to Lord Dormammu for his soul to come into the world." Malik, dressed like a high priest, yelled.

Dozens of black-robed believers immediately gathered, slashed their arms, let blood drip down their wrists onto the black formation, and then began to pray.

As they prayed, the symbol in the middle of the black formation slowly swam like a tadpole, and bursts of ominous black light surged.

And the liquid in the middle began to bubble, like boiling water, the bubbles became more and more violent.

As the eruption of the bubble is about to reach its peak, a man in a suit is thrown high from the bubble.

"He's, he's coming!"

The man who was thrown out ran towards the periphery of the black formation and said in a panic.

Immediately after, a lizard-like monster with no hair on its head, a tentacle, and a flat face jumped out of the puddle of liquid, and landed steadily next to the liquid.

In between, the monster was each carrying a human who was no longer human, and the surface seemed to be covered with dense black.

As soon as the monster's hands were released, the black on the two humans began to surge, quickly returning from the two humans to the monsters.

By the time the two humans fell to the ground, all that was left was two dry skeletons in their clothes.

The monster licked its lips, and its pink and forked tongue emerged from its thin lips: "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry!" ”

The monster looked around at everyone with a cruel, emotionless look, and anyone who was targeted by him was stiff and felt extremely dangerous.

"Action!" Malik yelled.

The dozens of believers began to chant, like a choir in a church, with a loud and surging.

The difference is that the chanting of these believers is more charming, the voice is grand but not solemn, more like a beautiful sound, which surrounds your ears, makes your heart itch, and all kinds of dark desires begin to amplify continuously.

And the speed of the black circle began to speed up, and bursts of black mist rose from it, and by the time the hive found out that something was wrong, it was too late.

He was shrouded in black mist, unable to move, and at the same time felt as if he was a naked human in the forest, being targeted by a fierce tiger, and a sense of danger surrounded him.

Malik and the others outside couldn't help but wipe their cold sweat, watching their gods so cruelly gnaw their followers into white bones, this kind of psychological impact is really unbearable.

"It's good that I believe in Master Dormammu, otherwise I feel like the hive was trying to eat us all when it first came out." Baron Zemo spoke.

Little Malik and Pierce nodded heartily, but they also had this thought, and after being swept by the eyes of the bees, they all felt like falling into an ice cave, feeling that their lives were short.

"Now that Lord Dormammu has come to the world with a wisp of his soul, we just need to wait quietly for Lord Dormammu's success."

Old Malik said as if comforting the army.

Several of them withdrew their gaze and looked over at the altar, where there was only a black mist, and there was not a single sound.

In fact, they didn't know what to see about it, because they could only see a black mist rolling continuously, but old Malik looked at it very seriously, and they forced their temper to watch it.

The chanting around them began to slowly subside, and the rolling of the black mist slowly stopped.

Under the cover of the believers' black robes, the flesh and bones of the more than 20 choir believers slowly withered, like flowers at the end of their lives, and began to wither.

As the black fog cleared, the choir's body and clothes began to dissipate, revealing the hive's body.

Malik did not know what was going on, but they looked at each other, and immediately fell to their knees respectfully, shouting in unison: "Welcome to the great gods on the earth, and your faithful followers welcome your coming." ”

They don't know if it's the hive or the Dormammu standing in front of them right now.

But no matter who it is, there's nothing wrong with calling yourself a god.

And Dormammu naturally saw through their careful thoughts, and according to the strength of his soul, a small beehive was naturally not under his own words.

His grim countenance, with his lizard-like face and tentacled hair, was indeed a little terrifying: "You have done a good job, and you deserve to be rewarded." ”

With that, clumps of black energy poured from his body into the bodies of several people who fell to their knees.

The dark circles under the eyes of the blessed people have become heavier, but their spirits have improved more than a notch, and their bodies seem to have endless energy.

Ignoring the appearance of killing Matt brought by the invasion of dark energy into the body, its promotion effect on living beings is extremely obvious, the blessing of the evil god is not vain, he really comes to the believer.

Feeling the vitality of his body, Malik couldn't help but move his shoulder, the original soreness had completely disappeared, replaced by an indescribable comfort.

Several of them leaned down and said to Dormammu, "Thank you for the gift. ”

Dormammu waved his hand and said: "I am now borrowing the corpse to return the soul, in order not to be discovered by one of my old opponents, today the matter has been completed, you have done a good job, and then I have a task to hand over to you, as long as you complete it, even if this world is destroyed, you will go to my dark dimension to live a good life!" ”

"I don't know who the master's old rival is, but we have some connections in the world, and maybe we can help you solve your troubles in other ways." Malik said with his head bowed respectfully.

But what he really thinks in his heart, only he knows.

"I don't need your help, I can fix it." Dormammu pointed to the Hive's head and said, "I know something interesting from this, and that is the Inhumans, and I need your help in finding them." ”

At this time, Whitehall, who was kneeling on the ground, felt that this was his chance, and he quickly straightened up and straightened his hat.

Seeing that his actions had caught Dormammu's attention, he said, "I know a little bit about the Inhumans. ”

......

With Whitehall's help, the hive controlled by Dormammu quickly gathered a large group of Inhumans, preparing to deal with Li Ping'an on the one hand, and preparing to attack the temple on the other to prepare for their own arrival.

However, because he was not sure of Li Ping'an's whereabouts, Dormammu was unwilling to give up his advantage in the shadows, so he kept lurking, preparing to wait until Li Ping'an appeared, and attack in both directions to wipe out Li Ping'an and the New York Temple.

......

Tokyo, Kudanzaka, Chiyoda-ku.

Li Ping quietly looked down on a large area of buildings at his feet, which is the most disgusting building in the world, and there is no one.

A wooden gate stands silently, and a bronze statue inside is there watching the passers-by.

These people all came to pay homage to the building, and the tourists came and went, all solemnly, going in and out of a place called 'Shenmen', and visiting a temple with an ancient Chinese architectural style.

There is also a museum with a variety of weapons full of flesh and resentment.

Further behind is a large hall marked by a camera and a sword, and there are fewer people who can come, and behind it, a simple-looking wooden hut.

The people who were able to enter this hut looked even more solemn, solemn and full of piety.

Looking at this scene, Li Ping'an's killing intent became even stronger.

He chose this place as a battlefield, and it can be expected that the people here today, whether they are tourists or officials, will not have a living mouth, and even those buildings will be ruthlessly destroyed.

Li Ping'an's figure slowly fell, and he stepped on the bronze statue standing there unceremoniously, and the surrounding tourists also found that there was a person directly stepping on the statue he was kneeling on.

They opened their mouths one after another to reprimand: "何してるんだ、降りてこい!" (Bastard, what are you doing, come down!) ）

With the assistance of the system, not to mention Japanese, even the alien Li Ping'an has no pressure to communicate, and he can naturally understand the abuse of the people below.

The ability of Magneto, which was copied by the suit, began to activate, and the bronze statue under his feet began to tremble uncontrollably, and finally burst out into countless tapes.

"Since you adore this guy so much, let's have a deep encounter with him." Li Ping'an's face was cold, and he shot mercilessly.

In the next moment, countless copper pieces swirled like bullets into the bodies of tourists, inserted from the chest, and then shot out from behind without abating.

Since these people came to worship, they were arranged quite neatly, so when they died, they also fell there one by one, like wheat.

Many of the tourists who were far away, lucky enough not to be swept through by the flying bronze pieces, screamed and tried to run out.

But Li Ping'an didn't give them a chance.

With a wave of his hand, countless bronze fragments gathered again, and were forcibly coalesced by Li Ping'an into pieces of high-speed rotating gears, whistling through the sky, dividing those tourists who escaped the first round of killing and robbery into two.

The screams in the yard were noisy to the tourists and security guards outside.

As soon as they became alert, they were pierced by shards that burst out of the wall, and then fell to the ground weakly.

This is not the end, Li Ping'an mobilized all the metals around him, and for a while, the earth began to tremble slightly, and the people who were originally eating at home felt the tremor coming, thinking that an earthquake was coming.

The man driving on the street suddenly found that his car was not moving, and no matter how much he stepped on the accelerator, the car could not be saved.

The next moment, the shaking building began to deform, a creaking sound began to be heard in the building, and the entire building began to rotate and deform, and countless steel bars flew out of it and converged in the direction of Li Ping'an.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

Without the support of steel bars, the building became soft and collapsed like plasticine, and it collapsed and crumbled completely. The people who lived in it began to rush for their lives.

But they were in the building, how could they catch up with the speed of the building's collapse, they could only watch in despair as the building began to collapse, watching themselves being smashed by a large amount of rubble, and finally losing their lives in grief.

And the cars driving on the road are no better than the people in the building.

When they couldn't get their car to move forward anyway, they were horrified to find themselves and the cars in front of them, left and right, and they were strangely floating into the sky.

At first, they thought it was fun, but as the car got taller and taller, they started to panic.

They pulled the door and tried to jump, but now it was like it was welded and wouldn't open anyway.

Looking at the city that was gradually crumbling around them, their hearts were full of fear and uneasiness.

Ten seconds later, the people in these cars were no longer upset.

Because their vehicles accelerated violently in mid-air, and mixed with various steel and iron blocks with lightning speed. A tornado of steel was formed.

The tornado's metals collided constantly, cutting large pieces of metal into small pieces of metal and small pieces of metal into countless metal particles.

As for the humans in those cars, the flesh and blood naturally can't withstand such polishing.

Even a scream was heard, and it disappeared cleanly.

Li Ping'an did this not only to vent his anger, but also to gain an opportunity before the battle.

The attacker is Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension, and even if he is just a remnant, he should not be underestimated.

When he came, he just used the ontology to give himself a part of the X cells, and reproduced with the help of the ability of the tentacles and the Rakshasa suit, so that the X cells could quickly multiply in large quantities, so as to obtain the ability of Magneto.

As long as you prepare in advance and give full play to Magneto's abilities, then even if the apocalypse comes, you will have the power to fight.