"Of all the villains I've ever seen, you're by no means the cruelest. Of all the ants I've trampled, you're not the strongest. Do you think you're cruel, tyrannical, and fearsome?" The shadow behind Bullseye was elongated. The ground rolled in front of Kingpin's eyes, and the wooden floor shattered into countless small pieces. ●, ●.
"You're still far from it!"
The shadow wasn't strong. He was covered in a layer of gray metal, and he wore a very familiar mask on his face. At this time, dense silver-white machines poured out of the cracks in the ground and gathered under his body. The skinny shadow was visible to the naked eye in front of Kingpin, and everything around his body was shattered …
The concrete and tile pieces that suddenly cracked from the outer wall, the exposed bricks, the exposed steel bars, the wires, the wooden boards, and even the light bulbs on the ceiling all burst open. The fragments of these things revolved around the shadow like stars.
These things hit Kingpin's exposed upper body, and the flesh and blood burst from Kingpin's skin. His skin was broken, and his muscles were peeled off. In just a few words, Kingpin had become a blurry mass of flesh and blood, but he still persisted and put his hands in front of his head. The shadow, like an irresistible god, walked up to him.
In Kingpin's heart-wrenching screams, he called out the shadow's name, "Dum!"
"I'm willing to surrender, Dr. Doom!" Kingpin struggled to kneel in front of the shadow. "I'm willing to be loyal to you and offer my only loyalty and faith. I'll repay you with everything I have. In my kingdom, you'll be the supreme king."
"In New York, I control the entire criminal empire in the east. I know the name, hobbies, and even the true identity of every super criminal. I'm famous among them, and I control many powerful villains and thugs. They dare to do anything! I'm also friends with many big shots, and I have something on them … "
"With a single order from you, the entire east will surrender to you!"
In the air, the voice was still calm and gentle. But in the depths of the tone, there was an indelible smell of blood. Dum could be called polite, but that kind of deep, bottomless darkness seemed to devour everything. It was as if it could devour all existences. Serenity, nostalgia, lament, and sacrifice.
"Kingpin …!" He dragged his voice, "Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately … I don't need it!"
"Ahhh …!" Kingpin's wail spread far and wide. Very far away, even in the normal world thousands of meters away, the inhuman scream could still be heard. It was the most miserable scream of a person. Coming from the mouth of an unyielding person like Kingpin, he must have experienced some fear that would make one's mind collapse.
The torture that was enough to destroy him was a hundred times crueler than any human could imagine.
"You are a good man!" The shadow whispered in Kingpin's ear, "Although I'm just a mechanical carrier, I can still use some ancient, evil knowledge, some things that you absolutely can't imagine. Do you know demons? That was the knowledge that came from them. Knowledge of the soul, torture, depravity, fear, cruelty, despair … "
"You're a good material, King. You have a high-quality soul and a very malleable body. My main body was once a Sovereign of Darkness. He ruled the abyss and hell, making all demons and devils fear him as a god. He is proficient in all knowledge that excavates a person's heart and nature. He is good at creating a completely new individual. "
The black shadow's voice was so calm that it was almost cold, making people ignore the cruelty and tyranny that he was carrying out that exceeded the limits of human endurance. However, Gold would not ignore it. He could only howl in a nightmarish manner. He could only use nightmarish wails to express his feelings.
Chen Ang's mechanical carrier had already disappeared, and in its place were countless moving objects in the air. There were metal, machinery, and shattered ruins. There were steel pipes, iron pieces, rivets, stones, broken porcelain, and all kinds of other messy objects. In Kingpin's underground base, everything that could move was moving, and everything that could not move was broken into moving fragments, flying all over the sky. The only thing that didn't change was a lump of mud called Kingpin.
Blood vessels, nerves, everything was mutating and growing. On Kingpin's bloody body, thick blood vessels protruded out of the body and waved like tentacles. The corpses of the guards and psychics who died in the underground base were dissolved by the tentacles, and the separated flesh and blood were added to the lump of flesh and blood, becoming nutrients for its growth.
Chen Ang's mechanical clone had already turned into the flying ruins in the air, leaving only the iconic mask floating in the air, as if a face was watching all this.
The matter of the base was being broken and reorganized. They were shattered into the smallest state, and then they were copied by the mechanical structure in the air, used, and reorganized into the shape Chen Ang needed. Then, like a miracle, they were reassembled in the original site of the underground base. The micro-robots, which appeared as concrete, grew load-bearing pillars at the key points of the structure.
The high-strength porcelain-shell robots turned into tiles and spread on the ground, the wooden micro-robots reorganized into exquisite and novel furniture, and the metal robots carefully formed some cutting-edge equipment and weapons. An underground base appeared out of thin air at the original site of Kingpin's base, and Kingpin himself became a large lump of flesh and blood, controlled in the core of the laboratory.
A steady stream of Skynet robots emerged from the depths of the earth, and a huge energy core and quantum brain were gradually perfected. The base was expanding silently. With Kingpin's territory as the core, down to the high-density magma 5,000 meters deep, up to the underground sewer of New York, a huge monster was taking shape.
The core brain of the base flashed with a light blue light, and a group of information was sent to Chen Ang's desk at the fastest speed.
"The first experimental material is in place. The original body is Kingpin, the holder of the limit of the human body, and the soul is excellent. Because of his heinous crimes and insane behavior, he is favored by the evil origin force. The soul has shown signs of semi-demonization. In extreme pain and torture, the soul becomes more and more excellent. It is a very high-quality experimental material for demonology and black magic. "
"There are already 126 reversible experiments ready to be carried out, which will be of great help to the study of demons and devils, as well as the cracking of black magic. Skynet requests to arrange for eight more reliable irreversible experiments to be carried out on Kingpin. This will be of great significance to the study of the soul, demonology, demonology, chaos, abyssal, and black magic analysis. "
"Experiment approved! Send out combat squads to capture super criminals as experimental materials. "
Under the curtain of night in New York City, some young girls appeared on the streets with blank faces, and some well-dressed teenagers, young people, middle-aged people, and old people looked around in confusion. They felt that they had lost some memories that they didn't want to recall. They followed the memories and returned to those …
A home without any relatives!
Chen Ang's mechanical clone, with Dum's mask as the core, reassembled at the top of the Empire State Building. A large number of materials and videos about the rich and officials that Kingpin had were sent to him. The materials that hit the darkest side of human nature were placed in front of him.
On the dark side of this world, humans unscrupulously released the darkness and cruelty in their hearts. They released the demons in their hearts in the most vicious way they could think of, and they proved their power to kill in front of the weak. Even if one ignored the material that could make people hate the world, just from those cold words alone, one could feel the chilling terror.
There was no extraordinary power. There was no blessing of darkness, no demonic aura. On ordinary A4 white paper, one could smell a bloody smell that could not be dispersed.
In this familiar place, Chen Ang once again stood at the top of New York, looking down at the city that was reborn from the long river of time. It was a world of wealth, prosperity, and distortion, a world where light and evil were both inside and outside.
Skynet unfolded in the void, and a grand flow of information unfolded the world in front of Chen Ang.
A lonely sigh.
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