Chapter 207: The True Savior

Wanda's power is well known.

But that's just the power of his own rampage under the double blessing of the dark book and the magical power of Doctor Strange.

It can't be real.

But now, she really has that multiverse-level power.

"The ...... of this world," Wanda opened.

"Mephisto dropped a virus into the world."

"He caused the death of this world, and its power became immense."

It only took her seconds to control the universe's Infinity Stones before she figured out who was doing it.

It's like every universe follows a normal timeline.

But there are often all kinds of unexpected things that make the timeline abnormal, but this abnormality is more or less someone is playing tricks.

High-dimensional creatures or powerhouses, after being promoted to the timeline or multiverse creatures, will realize some things.

The original plot is no longer important to them, but it is like playing with children, and they can get very good entertainment by gently dialing the timeline and changing the correct direction.

Of course, the multiple demon gods are a bit worse.

For example, Mephistopheles, the Lord of Hell, is the most disgusting of them all.

In the Marvel world, there must be a Ghost Rider, or someone like Leon, to restrain the constant provocation or attack of the Hell Lord Mephisto.

It is obvious in this world that something went wrong with the Ghost Rider and caused the loss of balance, which allowed the Hell Lord Mephisto to succeed, otherwise, even the superheroes who have become zombies will not pose any threat to the Ghost Rider: no matter how good your zombies are, they can bite the skull of the Ghost Rider?!

"Are you going to beat him up?"

Wanda, who had just gained this power, was eager to give it a try.

Leon shook his head, "Now that you have this world in your pocket, don't make any extrasistence."

"Let's gather the survivors first, and send them all to my subspace, there shouldn't be too many of them."

Most of the superheroes are concentrated in the territory of the United States.

In other words, the same goes for super zombies.

It is difficult to fight a modern army with firearms simply by losing its own strength.

But if Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, is secretly manipulating this, then it is clear that few people in the entire world will survive.

Mephisto feeds on death and the souls of men.

He orchestrated such a large number of deaths, even at the cost of the lives of people in one universe, and it is clear that what he was planning was not in this universe.

Leon could guess with his toes that he had most likely set his sights on the main universe he was in.

The Hell Lord Mephisto, who sacrificed his power at the cost of the lives of the entire universe, is clearly planning something big.

But when Leon already knew about these big events in advance, it wasn't a big deal.

It's like I said before.

A conspiracy is only called a conspiracy in the dark, and once it is pulled out into the sun, it will only disappear.

To put it more in detail, the Hell Lord Mephisto who has sacrificed 99% of the people in this universe but still hasn't launched an attack on Leon, Hell Lord Mephisto, its strength is still not enough, and it is still waiting for an opportunity.

After hearing Leon's words, Wanda nodded, and with a slight wave of her small hand, a door of light opened in front of all the remaining survivors in this world.

It was as if Doctor Strange was guiding them into it.

Many of the survivors walked into it without any nostalgia, but others began to hesitate, they were the survivors who had held on for a long time.

If they were still full of zombies on all sides, of course they would not hesitate to enter the Light Gate.

But now the zombies have been wiped out by unknown forces, and the other side of the Light Gate is a completely unknown place.

On one side is the home that I have been familiar with for a long time, and on the other side is a completely unknown place, an unknown person, an unknown force.

It seems that there is an answer to the question of how to choose.

In the end, this small number of survivors did not enter the Light Gate.

Only scattered as human settlements remained in the local area.

Leon and Wanda don't care either.

It's just that it is difficult for such a small number of people to continue to reproduce and provide the population and power for the world.

They gathered them together for their own good.

In the case of not worrying about eating and drinking.

There is no internet and entertainment.

As long as the population base is large enough.

It will soon be able to multiply like a weed.

Since they refuse to play with the small-scale peasant economy only in the situation of settlements.

Leon and Wanda were not reluctant.

Obviously, there is a lot of power in numbers, and it is completely true in this matter.

But good words can't convince damned ghosts, and Leon and Wanda aren't really good people, so let them go.

I saw that the light doors in Warehouse 1 were opening one after another, making the empty Warehouse 1 suddenly crowded.

These countless doors of light immediately alarmed the superheroes who were making beds and other furniture in warehouses 2 and 3.

They put down all their work and came to warehouse No. 1 in surprise, and couldn't help but cry when they looked at the people who came out of the light gate.

In fact, the same is true of the survivors who came to the warehouse.

Under the persecution of zombies, humans are forced to carry out survival activities in the form of small settlements.

Because the more people there are, the louder the noise will be, and the more likely they are to be attacked by zombies.

The human colony is physically suppressed to the level of less than 10 people, and many people have not seen the faces of other 9 people in a long, long time.

The social needs of human beings are forced to a minimum.

Now when they see countless unfamiliar faces appear in front of them, they can't help but cheer, cheer, cheer, and communicate with each other.

And the superheroes pouring in outside the door of the warehouse are household names in this world.

And it seemed that they were still like the natives of the place, and people were all around them all at once.

They started babbling and asking them what kind of place they were. How were they saved? Why did the zombies outside die suddenly, and so on.

However, they knew even less about the space than the survivors.

What zombies out there are all dead?

Who was all saved?

What are they all survivors all over the world?

The news bombarded their brains, leaving them dumbfounded and overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the real savior at this time is back.