The new Hulk-repellent mech stands like a giant silver tower, radiating a dazzling light.

After moving the lower hand mecha, Bai Ye, who didn't feel a little blockage, smiled with satisfaction, this high-grade material that can absorb external shocks is very useful.

As for whether it is a waste to paint on the Hulk-proof mech. The great Mr. Ultron once commented sharply on the way the earthlings used vibranium: "The most versatile metal in the world, you low-grade &^%@#? $ on %$#拿它造飞盘? ”

Now this should be more economical than building a shield.

"Mr. Bai, they brought people here, do you want to let them in?"

The announcer on the wall suddenly sizzled and came a clear human voice, sounding slightly anxious.

Bai Ye raised his head, raised a hand in the direction of the announcer, and responded, "Let them in." ”

As he responded, the voice in the announcer rang out again: "Understood, let me go immediately." There was a hint of relief in his voice, as if he had received a response that had relieved him.

"Keep the temperature above the melting point, and let's go." White Night turned his gaze to the little robot that seemed to be floating around and looking a little laid-back.

The latter immediately rolled over, and the indicator light on the console flashed, adjusting the temperature of the plasma furnace.

After the liquid vibranium turned to float slowly, the two men and a robot left the furnace room together and walked towards the room where the venom was.

Before they could fully enter the room, a shocking cry burst through the silence of the room, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong! The roar, with deep remorse and sorrow, echoed through the empty corridors.

Then, whimpering cries followed, like a surging river pouring into the ears of the two men.

"Do you hear that?" Bai Ye opened his helmet and looked at the Scarlet Witch beside him with a smile, "The way of salvation is in it." ”

"yes." Wanda's facial muscles twitched and said perfunctorily.

Turning the corner into the room, the two of them saw a man curled up on the floor covered in strange tattoos, who was pumping his mouth wildly.

And it's really pumping, the slapping sound of Wanda grinning her teeth is heard, and it feels like it's pumped on her face.

Ronnie, who had been 'purified' before, was squatting beside him and gently patting the man's shoulder, persuading: "It's okay brother, we all understand how you feel in your heart." ”

In the distance, there were seven or eight muscular men with sad faces, who were also members of a gang about before.

"Woo woo oh oh damn me. I'm a living animal."

With Ronnie's support, the tattooed man barely got up, and then began to cry bitterly.

"It's a real meeting. It's hard to put into words. Old Daredevil's voice suddenly came from the right, attracting the attention of White Night and Wanda.

They turned their heads to look at each other, only to see Old Daredevil standing side by side with the Punisher and Hawkeye, all with an indescribable expression on their faces.

Frank, in particular, his face changed for a moment, looking at the punishment gangster, his hand touching the handle of the gun and not knowing whether to pull it out or not.

According to his old habits, there would be no mercy for those who claimed to be repentant, but Walter came up and said that after being brainwashed by the White Queen, those people had really changed.

In fact, he also kills this kind of person, and the punisher punishes the wicked only to see if they have done evil in the past.

But for the sake of Bai Ye's face, he decided to endure it first.

"The monks of my monastery aren't going to brainwash too, are they?" Matt Murdoch walked over to White Night, his cloudy eyes looking at the Hulk Mech through the red lenses.

Although he can't see, he always likes to use this small gesture to make others think he can see.

After speaking, he pointed to Venom, which had retracted into the glass room, and the White Queen, who was lying on a sofa enjoying a back-beating service, relaxing.

"Ah, it's not necessary to be 'purified'." White Night opened the helmet of the Hulk Mecha and shook his head at Old Daredevil, who still preferred this kind of elegant word to brainwashing.

He pointed to Venom, who had a somewhat depressed expression, "But now the serum is still a half-finished product, and everyone who injects it needs symbionts to repair body tissues and withstand rejection." ”

"Ugh."

'Looking' at Venom and the thugs, Old Daredevil finally didn't say no, he had waited too long, and decades had passed that had made his blood gradually cold, and he had become indifferent to everything.

But today, with a glimmer of hope to deal with those supervillains, his heart that has been silent for many years is rippling again, and it is absolutely impossible to calm down.

"Come up." Old Daredevil waved his hand, and hundreds of monks walked out of the direction he came, all of them with different appearances, some young, some old, but each of them revealed an otherworldly aura in their eyes.

The monks walked up to Old Daredevil in a steady motion, forming a large circle and saluting him in unison.

Matt turned his head to look at Bai Ye, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity and seriousness.

"This is all the people in the Abbey of the Wall of Chastity." Daredevil's tone was calm and determined. His voice, though not loud, permeated the air, conveying a deep power.

"They are all highly trained in combat, with extraordinary endurance and willpower. Now, they're ready for you to be at your command. ”

At the end, he even brought honorifics.

White Night took a deep look at Daredevil, and Sticky was still a superhero in his bones after all.

"Then let's get started, and after today, an army capable of ending everything will appear on this wasteland."

He slowly turned sideways, making way to the side, allowing the monks in their robes to walk forward, in the direction where the venom was.

A monk took the serum from Walter and, without the slightest hesitation, inserted the syringe into his skin.

The moment the serum flowed into his body, his eyeballs bulged violently, blood gushed out of his nostrils, and he clutched his head, a groan of pain coming from his throat.

At this moment, the venom quickly pounced on the serum-injected monk, as if a black lightning bolt streaked across the night sky, and its black liquid body stretched out and gently covered the monk's body.

Hawkeye silently observed the scene in front of him, his eyes full of mixed emotions.

He has experienced too many battles and transformations, witnessed countless life and death partings and heroes falling, and everything in front of him seems to evoke the emotion and memories in his heart again.

It all seems to be building a new story, one full of variables and hopes.

Clint stretched out his hand to the massive Hulk-repellent mech and said seriously:

"Inject me too."

(End of chapter)