White Night and Magneto slowly walked into the dark subway passage, the light behind them fading, leaving only a faint ray of light through the end of the passage, barely reflecting ahead.

The walls are covered with old advertising posters, almost all faded and peeling, and the prosperity of the past contrasts sharply with the desolation of the present.

The ground is covered with a thin layer of dust, and sometimes kicking your feet will roll up a cloud of dust that will levitate in the air.

The passage was dark, with only faint echoes coming from the depths. Once a place of human traffic, it is now in ruins, as if leading to a deep hell.

"Tick. Tick."

The faint sound of water droplets began to echo in the corridor at some point, like an eerie melody, filling the air.

The sound stood out in the abandoned subway passage, breaking the silence for a long time.

And the smell of blood became stronger, and it became so suffocating that they could almost taste it on the tip of their tongues.

“.”

“.”

The two looked at each other and pursed their lips in unison.

The smell was different from the stench of zombies, more like fresh blood, suggesting that something unusual might be happening nearby.

Their eyes were fixed on the front, trying to find the source of the smell of blood. The light was still faint, but not far ahead, there were strange reflections in the darkness.

White Night narrowed his eyes.

If you guessed correctly, or if the address that Bullseye had just given to those two was correct, it was the center of the empire that King had established after the end of the world.

A zombie empire that belongs to him alone.

He didn't know what he promised for the jackal, or coercion and temptation, and finally made him willingly clone ordinary people for himself as food in the ruins, and also controlled other zombie heroes to serve him, and the essence of the hero was vividly displayed.

Jackal, on the other hand, is a villain who is proficient in cloning and genetics, and has a relationship with Spider-Man, who looks like a werewolf with dyed green hair, and is a little more obscene.

He experimented with both Peter Parker and Gwen, and Kane Parker and Ben Riley were the products of his experiments.

I have to say that this guy's level of cloning is unique, not only can he fully clone the various abilities of Peter Parker's body, but he can even amplify it.

For example, Kane Parker, who will be the future Scarlet Spider-Man, has the same abilities as Peter Parker, and the spider sense has been amplified to a certain extent, allowing him to briefly predict the future.

Of course, during this process, Kane's own genes were still slightly unstable, and his DNA was defective, which caused him to become physically deformed, and also made him mentally unstable.

But on the whole, the superpower of being able to replicate the ontology itself is far beyond the cloning technology of Mr. Evil in his own hands.

Bai Ye touched his chin and thought secretly, if he waited for the opportunity, he could also dig out a little technology from the jackal.

The jackal himself was infected by a virus, what did it matter to the computer in his hand?

It's not an anti-life equation, and one more look at it will explode.

The two slowly approached the end of the hallway, and beyond that was a huge space, the size of a football field, filled with dozens of huge green glass jars.

Each jar was more than two people tall, and there seemed to be some vague figure swaying gently on the transparent walls of the jar.

These glass jars are neatly arranged and take up the entire space. In the jar, the figures float silently, like preserved works of art.

Their silhouettes are blurred, but judging by their postures, they all seem to be in some kind of lethargy.

There is a strange atmosphere in the space, silent and strange, exuding an unsettling silence.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" Suddenly, one huge light after another lit up in this huge space, accompanied by a shrill sound.

White Night and Magneto hurriedly hid back in the hallway to avoid being exposed to the light.

These sudden lights fill the space, revealing everything in bright light. Under this intense light, they finally saw the terrifying scene on the ground, and they couldn't help but gasp.

The ground was littered with various skeletal remains, some of them in strange curvatures, some with remnants of flesh and blood, but most of them had dried up, leaving only dry bones. The dried blood stains formed a red stain on the ground, which was creepy.

"What the hell is this?" The silver-haired old man in the purple helmet muttered to himself, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at the things on the ground, and combined with the figures floating in the jars, he had already guessed what had happened here, and what was about to happen.

"That's right, that's what you think."

Bai Ye nodded heavily, "I'm afraid that Jin Ji has been using clones as his own food all along. ”

"There's no reason why they shouldn't, do they?"

"Instead of fighting the most magnetic-savvy man on Earth, cloning a whole bunch of ordinary people in the basement is a much more affordable option. Maybe it's not as tasty as a real person, but it's enough for this group of hungry maniacs. ”

Listening to Bai Ye's words, Magneto's teeth rattled, and he had clenched his fists unconsciously.

Eric Lanshell is definitely not a superhero, but this perverted behavior still makes him feel sick to his stomach physically.

During the conversation, a zombie walked out of the second-floor platform in the space, dressed in a white suit and holding a cane in his hand.

This zombie is obviously different from ordinary zombies, his face and exposed body parts are covered with bullet holes for a long time, and it seems that he has been the target of the living.

He was unusually large, almost a ball. Although he is dead, he still maintains his fat figure before his death, and the white suit wraps his fat body, which looks a little tight.

The fat zombie raised his cane, his voice was loud and hoarse, echoing in the space, "Today, there will be a distinguished guest coming to the door!" This is my honor to wait, each and every one of you have listened to me, no one is allowed to grab in front of the guests, whoever dares to rob will not have to eat in the future! ”

His words seemed to be an unquestionable command, conveying a strong sense of oppression.

With his declaration, a crowd of zombies poured in from all corners, and they also raised their hands and cheered at the fat zombies: "Long live Jin Ji!" Long live the gold! ”

"We love you, Kim!"

With a wild shout, a distorted white light flashed beside the fat zombie Jin He, and with a faint whistling sound, a new zombie appeared on the field.

He wears a black leotard and wears a faintly glowing tuning fork logo on his forehead.

It was followed by a huge zombie dog, its fur had fallen off, revealing terrifying white bones, but its eyes flashed with an evil green light.

The zombie dog licked his lips and seemed to be looking forward to the feast that was coming.

Your guests are here.

(End of chapter)