Chapter 145: The First of Destruction
After stabbing Dr. Doom a few more times and confirming that the guy was completely dead, White Night dropped the body and flew back into the sky, leaving Helby to continue on the ground waiting for the Thunder Warriors who came to clean up the mess.
Not long after flying, he caught a glimpse of Wanda and the Black Bolt King in the thick clouds, and at this time, the number of robots attacking around them was far less than before, only about a few hundred figures in green cloaks were still flying up and down, and the offensive had changed from the initial onslaught to guerrilla.
"Well, is Doom dead?" The Black Bolt King said after seeing the flying white night, pulling his crumpled leather coat.
As soon as these words came out, dozens of robots were blasted into pieces by the sound waves that formed the substance, and they fell to the ground with a roar, which also made the green laser shot on Wanda's telekinetic shield a few points less, and her expression was obviously a lot more relaxed, wiping away a few drops of crystal sweat with her hands.
From the beginning of the battle until now, Wanda has been mainly responsible for flying with the Black Bolt King, as well as making shields, although she can also use telekinesis to shred those robots, but Bai Ye told her before coming that this is too cost-effective, and it is better to use less.
Bai Ye nodded, and split a robot that wanted to sneak attack him from behind in half with his backhand, "The solution is quite smooth, hurry up and solve the battle, we still have to be busy next." ”
With that, he turned and lunged towards the group of robots that were already faintly scattering and fleeing, they had obviously accepted their master's defeat, but they didn't know if they had left the battlefield to join up with the other robots that were still in the capital of New Latville, or to distract everyone.
Regardless of their purpose, they were just like their owners, constantly impaled through their bodies by a sharp vibranium knife, and the circuits and energy cores were torn apart, and finally fell weakly and shattered.
Black Bolt King couldn't help but be a little silent as he looked at the white night that kept killing and slashing between the remnants of Doom robots, and complex emotions surged in his heart.
From the moment White Night first stepped into the Mutant Forbidden Land, he had a sense of unreality, as if an unknown force had begun to flow through this wasteland, disrupting the order he had once familiarized.
The cruel order established by those wicked people suddenly made him feel a little funny when he thought about it, he had been active in the world as a hero for far less time than he had spent in the mutant forbidden land.
He realizes that White Nights has not only arrived to eliminate Doctor Doom, but also to bring with it a new variable.
The Black Bolt King is well aware of his power and status, but in front of the white night, he always has an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.
This guy is not bound by the wasteland, and his actions and thinking are different and elusive.
Maybe he is not just a superhero, but also carries more mission and meaning.
"Ugh."
The Black Bolt King shook his head and took a deep breath, leaving all these thoughts behind.
Although the battle is over, the threat in the wasteland has not completely disappeared, not only the remaining robots, but also some old villains who are threatening the peace of the territory.
He yelled at a group of robots in the distance, "Get out! ”
The sound wave flew out and instantly hit the group of robots, shattering them to pieces and flying everywhere.
Thousands of miles away, in a simple cell, a big-eyed eyeball monster was scratching his chest frantically with both hands, as if he was congratulating himself, but at the same time a little weird.
He kept muttering on the ground, his voice revealing an almost crazy excitement: "It's amazing, it's really amazing."
What he had seen in the last few dozen minutes was far more wonderful than anything he had seen in the last forty years.
The Thunder Warrior, who was standing guard outside the door, cast a glance inward, his gaze swept over the eyeball monster lying on the ground, and then shook his head helplessly.
There are so many weird and weird things in this wasteland, he is already a little surprised.
And it's a pity that this eyeball monster told the truth before, he did come to Hulkland on a motorcycle, otherwise he would have beaten him up.
"Buzz Buzz"
A low roar suddenly rang out, attracting the attention of the Thunder Warriors. He raised his head and set his eyes on the sky. There, two huge helicopters were hanging a massive corpse, more than five meters tall, the same Hulk as before, and now he was no longer the wasteland lord.
After his death, Banner's skin became darker green, and he looked ugly with empty eye sockets and needle-thick body hair.
Now White Night has issued an order to take Hulk's corpse to the Head of Doom and to prepare for what follows.
The streets of New Latavilia, the Head of Destruction, still have a lifeless atmosphere.
The citizens were glazed over, as if they were used to such a life. Today, however, they seem to have some unusual moves.
The citizens began to cautiously raise their heads, no longer looking completely at their feet. Their eyes are cast around, especially the robots still standing on the street.
A few hours ago, most of the Doom robots suddenly took off en masse, and only a few remained and remained on the streets, maintaining a shred of order.
It was a rare opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief and escape the harsh surveillance of Dr. Doom.
They may not be able to understand the robot's behavior, but the change has undoubtedly caused ripples in their hearts. People in a café on the street began to talk about this strange phenomenon.
Someone whispered, "Look, maybe something big is about to happen, and the robots sense the danger, so they take off." ”
The other interjected, "No, I think there may be some new order, maybe it is the operation to destroy the Emperor, who knows." ”
At this time, an old man glanced thoughtfully at the robots around him, and fell into deep thought.
He whispered, "I heard that a new superhero has appeared!" ”
A young man next to him pouted disappruptively: "You're old and confused, aren't you, superhero?" In this world? Have you watched too many old movies? ”
The old man was not struck by the young man's words, he just smiled, and then lowered his head to concentrate on the coffee in front of him, "Boy, the world is very big." ”
Seeing this situation, the young man sneered: "Old man, stop talking nonsense about useless things, heroes only exist in fictional storybooks, we have to face reality!" ”
"Bang!"
Shots rang out, and in an instant, a bullet pierced the head of the robot standing on the street corner, shattering the mechanical head and scattering fragments.
This sudden movement made the nearby citizens stunned for an instant, and the young man was immediately frightened and crawled under the table.
The old man stood up abruptly and looked out in disbelief.
All eyes were on the direction where the gunshots were coming from.
A figure dressed in golden power armor slowly came into their sight, still holding the huge pistol that had just fired.
(End of chapter)