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The information collected by Jarvis shows that all the elite soldiers who participated in the symbiote plan in the 70s eventually turned into madmen, and their brains became abnormal.

Not to mention now, even the gods of the symbiotes have launched attacks on the earth one after another. It would be logical to say that Captain America's brain has been replaced and his character has been changed.

But now, Tony completely couldn't understand the logic of what was happening to Captain America.

"So, what Steve told me might be true? He didn't want to do this, but he had to do it because there was an alien inexplicably inside his body?"

Tony looked at the holographic image of Captain America displayed on the virtual screen in front of him.

A large amount of data is flowing rapidly. This is the result of Jarvis mobilizing all the surveillance equipment in the world to monitor Captain America's every move and quickly conduct data analysis.

But the results of the comprehensive analysis were really hard for Tony to accept.

"Since Nar was defeated by Duval, shouldn't he have returned to normal? Then he went all the way to find and return to S.H.I.E.L.D., this should be correct, but according to the message he sent me and his behavior, he actually became Duval's man? Already an alien?"

Tony held the wine glass and felt that the high-end wine in his hand no longer smelled good.

"But how did he do it?" Tony was extremely puzzled. "Jarvis, did you find anything?"

"Not at all, sir. According to the intelligence we obtained from the agents who managed to survive, the captain suddenly became an alien. To put it in unscientific terms, it seems that he was cursed by the alien."

"Really? I believe in science, but I'm not superstitious about it. Maybe Duva has mastered some new technology. He's always like this. Every time he wins, he'll come up with new tricks in the next event. This makes me sure that he can get new gains and discoveries in every event." Tony shrugged and drank the wine in the glass.

Otherwise, he really didn't know what he should do. Should he stand up for the crazy captain and break with Duva?

Don't be ridiculous. He is Tony Stark, an amazing and smart man. He is not the leader of a world organization and needs to pay for others.

Although losing Captain America as a teammate was undoubtedly frustrating and made Tony confused for a time, because no matter how you look at it, it is not a good thing to ignore a teammate with problems.

But what can he do?

Thinking of this, he poured himself another drink.

"Sir, Ms. Pepper has specifically told me not to let you drink too much. Statistics show that your drinking is increasing day by day. If you don't control yourself, you might become addicted to alcohol."

"Come on, Jarvis, I'm very aware of my physical condition."

Tony stretched out his finger and slid it across the virtual screen. Looking at Captain America's figure captured from the satellite, he fell silent.

He put down his wine glass and turned to study the Celestial Armor. Since SHIELD was no longer reliable, he decided to spend all his time on the Celestial Armor, hoping to build a super armor that could unleash its full strength.

"JARVIS, keep pushing forward the progress of cracking SHIELD's control authority. I want to get the complete control authority of the Celestial Armor before SHIELD is completely destroyed by Steve and the aliens. Instead of asking SHIELD for authority every time I use the Celestial Armor to save the world like in the past! It's as if I'm robbing a bank instead of fighting foreign enemies, and I have to discuss the distribution of benefits with other villains first."

Tony complained loudly: "Contact Wakanda, I need to buy some vibranium from them. I have a feeling that if the Celestial Armor can be completely repaired, or even upgraded in some aspects, this big guy may not be much worse than those so-called gods."

Tony's face was extremely heavy. He didn't know when he felt that he was no longer worthy of the name of a superhero. Even more than two years ago, he could still fight against various super criminals, but now? He even lost this job. He was not in charge of major incidents, and he was not needed for minor incidents.

Because the world is full of aliens, no matter how crazy the criminal is, he cannot escape the aliens' endless pursuit and hunting.

Before they have mastered the strength to reach Duva's level, not many villains dare to jump around.

……

As Duva began to select a few lucky people from all over the world and used the magic of divine descent, some horrific rumors about aliens began to spread quietly in the underground world.

This is just like the vampire and werewolf legends and ominous witch stories that were popular in Europe during the Middle Ages, becoming a contemporary version of the dark myth.

But this kind of horror is real. Anyone who reads Dua's name may feel Dua's gaze, and then an alien will appear in his body.

At the beginning, most people scoffed at this outrageous rumor. Even some guys who were fooled by Burbank and joined the Alien Cult without knowing why responded to the rumor by keeping silent.

But gradually, as more and more vivid examples emerged, other people, out of curiosity, summarized all the recent whereabouts of these vivid examples and were shocked to find that this might be true.

Some people also linked Captain America's strange behavior of slaughtering S.H.I.E.L.D. to this rumor and realized something.

This news spread very quickly, and even if it only spread quickly in a small area for the time being, it could still cause an extraordinary sensation.

"What? There is such a thing? It's so funny. It seems that some stupid believers don't know how to worship Dua, so they came up with such a bad idea. This is just a pious fantasy. Only the most naive people will believe it..."

"Yes, don't believe it, and leave the chance to me. The fewer times you call him, the more times I call him, right? Then the chance of an alien growing out of thin air in my body will be greater!"

"Well said, you are really a math genius. In this case, I have an idea: I will put a hundred loudspeakers at home, record my voice in all of them, and then play them in a loop 24 hours a day. Isn't it the same as having a hundred and one of me shouting Duva's name at the same time?"

"New York's First Mental Hospital has been rebuilt and will provide the most complete services to all admitted patients..."

"No matter if it's a mental illness or not, as long as it succeeds, once parasitized by the alien, even if it's mentally retarded, it can be cured instantly."

"My Lord, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I used to worry whether I could gain Dua's favor and become a superhuman before I died. Now it seems that this is entirely possible."

"Joining his team is nothing more than having an extra alien larva in your body, but what are the rewards? Super strength, super speed, super healing, super hearing, extended life, and a super backer... This is a backer from God! With so many benefits, isn't it worth risking your life to join?"

I don’t know how many people are going crazy and are willing to give up everything to join Dua.

If it were a few years ago, many people might still hesitate.

But now several major incidents have broken out, and no one knows how many people have died around the world.

The survivors only need to recall the horror that enveloped the entire starry sky and the endless sea of ​​stars in an instant to shudder. They have never felt as small and humble as they do now, and their existing three views have been shattered.

Even the dumbest person can clearly realize that the future world belongs to gods and the realm of gods.

And one of the gods must be Dua.

But they didn't know that in terms of status, Dua was no longer a god. He gave up the throne of the God of the World Tree and generously distributed it to his subordinates.

But Duvall himself obviously doesn't care about this.

"Is this your purpose of capturing me alive and transforming me into your property? It is indeed a genius idea."

Nar would never miss any opportunity. He used the ancient language to communicate with Dua. Although he was suppressed by Dua, as an ancient evil god, how could he give up the chance to escape?

The lifespan of the God of the Universe can basically be regarded as being equal to the lifespan of the universe itself. For Nar, no matter how miserable his end is, as long as he doesn't die, in theory, he still has a great chance.

“You are now no different from the Sword of the Dead. Both are divine weapons, and divine weapons must have the awareness of divine weapons,” Duva said.

Just as Nar was about to say something, He was restarted again, and only then did He have the chance to speak: "Use me as a container to carry you and countless alien consciousnesses, and then through studying the alien giant snake, obtain his method of separation and directional reorganization of power. Then you can directly take the alien consciousness from me and deliver it at a specific point within a specific range..."

Nar has completely understood Duva's operation. In other words, Duva squeezed out the value from every enemy and used it to achieve today's results.

In this situation, it may not be difficult to defeat Dua, but it would be very difficult to kill Dua.

Duva can transfer his soul consciousness to the alien. He previously teleported the aliens to various planets in order to avoid risks. Even if the earth was destroyed in a major event, Duva would not die. He would just change his body and make a comeback on other planets in the vast universe.

But now, Duva can actively select targets, launch aliens on them, and successfully parasitize them. That means Duva can transfer his soul anytime and anywhere and change his body at will, making up for the crucial shortcoming.

The combination of astral projection and divine descent, although neither of these two is magic in the true sense, but merely the ability to imitate magic through various means, is enough to make Nar silent.

If this goes on, how long will it take for him to seek revenge on Dua?

Now, He has lost the powerful strength of his peak period, and is suppressed by Duva in all aspects, and has fallen into Moira's cycle of terror...

Duva ignored Nar's wild thoughts. After all, Nar was not the only one who wanted to backstab him, and he was too lazy to waste time on this.

"Well, has Strange finally taken action? Let me see what Mephisto is going to do to you. This may affect which plan I will use when I attack the Hell Dimension where Mephisto himself is located in the future."

(End of this chapter)

135. Chapter 134 The Devil is Strange

Chapter 134 The Devil is Strange

After Duval's observation, he determined that the Strange of this universe was a very imaginative guy.

No matter what tricks the Strange in other parallel universes will play, at least the Strange in this parallel universe, after being trained by the equally strange Ancient One for a period of time, also developed some strange ideas.

Of course, Mephisto also had a hand in this.

"It seems that Ancient One is really dead, otherwise you wouldn't stand in front of me so seriously alone. It seems that you have made a decision?"

Mephisto, who was sitting in the magic circle, slowly raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes inadvertently glanced at Strange's chest.

As if reacting to His vicious gaze, the Eye of Agamotto flashed a green light.

Infinity Gems, this thing is very unfriendly to outsiders like Mephisto. At least Mephisto just doesn't like this damn thing no matter how he looks at it.

He has created countless clones to travel the multiverse and spread across many universes, so he naturally knows how difficult the Infinity Gems are.

As long as the power of the Infinity Gems is developed using advanced technology and magic, a mortal can gain extraordinary and terrifying strength in a matter of minutes.

Worst of all, the Infinity Stones are an extremely common artifact that can be found in many universes across the multiverse.

For Mephisto, an invader from the hellish world outside the multidimensional world, the cheap and abundant Infinity Stones always become one of the obstacles he faces in the process of harvesting human souls in various major events.

"You care about this a lot. As expected, even if you are a great demon known in many worlds, you still have to be in awe of those with the same power as you."

Strange looked at the other party with a gloomy face. Ever since Ancient One committed suicide and his soul wandered the universe, even Mordo and Wong could not figure out Strange's thoughts.

The entire Kamar-Taj was peaceful during the reign of the Ancient One. Any wizard who could practice for a long time in Kamar-Taj would insist on studying and practicing every day, and would often travel between the library and the training ground.

But ever since Strange came to power, the atmosphere in Kamatai has become much more depressing.

Everyone wanted to hear the new Sorcerer Supreme's instructions to all the wizards, mainly some wizards who knew something about Strange, and they all had doubts about him.

After all, Strange had only been in Kamar-Taj for a short time, and it was entirely because of Ancient One that he took office against all odds.

As a result, Strange stayed in the library without even showing up.

God knows whether he secretly used the time gem to modify the local time and did something unspeakable.

Mephisto knew what was going on after hearing Strange's sinister words. The cunning demon immediately showed a helpless expression and even spread his hands, saying innocently: "I never care whether you are strong or weak. Demons like me only care about how much benefit I can get."

"It's really great that you said that. Even though I know that you don't really have any real thoughts in your mouth, the more vicious you are, the more reckless I will be, and I will be even more vicious than you."

Strange immediately raised his hand and cast an extremely powerful magic in an instant. With the help of the magic circle that had already trapped Mephisto, he immediately suppressed the three Mephistos in front of him.

"What a strong magical attainment! You shouldn't have such incredible progress..." Mephisto showed a surprised look, "I even suspect that you are the illegitimate child of the source of white magic."

"I'm a genius, so Ancient One chose me. It's normal for me to get any kind of progress."

"Don't make me laugh, Strange. You know, I have been to many parallel universes and have seen many different yous. I know exactly what level your talent has reached. It is impossible for you in this universe to be better than you in some special universes - in terms of probability, this is extremely small."

A Mephisto laughed loudly, making faces and making no effort to hide his contempt.

Having seen the scenery of many universes and understood the levels of different heroes and villains in many universes, Mephisto is able to make a detailed assessment of Strange in front of him.

"Strange, do you know why I chose you? It's not because of your amazing talent, nor because you have a higher chance of being favored by Vishanti and gaining enormous magical power from him. You are not much stronger than your parallel universe self, and you are even worse than them."

The other Mephisto spoke eloquently, even though he couldn't move a finger due to the magic: "I am attracted to you purely because there is Dua in the universe where you are. If there is no brand new concept like Dua, I doubt that there is something of great value to me in him. I won't even stay in this universe for too long... Do you know what I mean by concept?"

"Yes, I have spent decades and read countless books."

Strange walked up to a weakest Mephisto and used the Time Stone without hesitation.

At the same time, he also used an extremely vicious spell.

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, this is 'Mouth of Falter', one of the special spells used by a wizard named Dormammu who was born in the Falter clan."

Mephisto exclaimed immediately, and then he was swallowed by Strange bit by bit.

After swallowing Mephisto, Strange's body suddenly changed. His height suddenly increased by 10 centimeters, and his skin began to turn blood red. Amidst painful growls, two bumps appeared on his head.

"It's so beautiful, just about to bloom."

The other two Mephistos pointed at the protrusions on Strange's head and mocked loudly. After all, they were just clones and no matter how many of them died, it would not affect the original body.

Strange's face twisted and he began to forcibly absorb the blood of the great demon.

"I have seen clearly that in this world, those who have the power are qualified to decide the rules of the game. Even if one rises to the level of a cosmic god who can shake countless galaxies, he still has to follow these rules."

Strange cried out in pain. He had been suppressing his emotions for too long. Now he suddenly did something crazy and had to endure the severe impact from his demonic blood. This not only changed his body's genes, but also put a heavy pressure on his soul consciousness.

Swallowing one Mephisto was not enough, he immediately began to absorb the second Mephisto. It seemed that he was going to absorb all the Mephisto.

Strange becomes more demonic.

"As long as I am strong enough, I can change the time order of the universe and I will definitely be able to save Christina! I will do what the Time Stone can't do, and I will change what the gods can't change! As for you, you have killed Christina, and you must pay the price." Strange said angrily.

"A wonderful speech, one of the most popular rhetoric techniques for humans, is to set an amazing goal for yourself, and then create a step for yourself to walk down for all your current actions and thoughts that go beyond the limit."

The last remaining Mephisto clapped his hands and was swallowed up bit by bit by Strange.

After eating two and a half demons, Strange has become infinitely close to a real demon in terms of bloodline level.

But the problem is, he was a little too full.

When eating the third demon, it seemed a bit overwhelmed. Although its strength had increased, its swallowing efficiency had become very low.

Seeing that he was about to be eaten, Mephisto was not panicked at all. Instead, he praised: "You are so beautiful, Strange. Look at you now. You are just like me. If it was just your appearance, you would be fine. Do you know what surprises me the most? Now, you are almost the closest to me in terms of bloodline. You are better than all my other descendants."

"I am not the son of a devil. If possible, I will rush into the hell where you are and kill all the devils."

"Every one of my sons thinks so. Doing things in my hell is an extremely painful thing. Even my sons have to suffer extremely terrible torture, and life is worse than death. This is why every demon hates me to the core."

Mephisto seized this last opportunity to introduce his world to Strange.

He did not lie, because the hell he ruled was like this. Whether it was a low-level demon or a high-level demon, being burned by flames, whipped by whips, and pleasing him with blood and screams was a daily routine for every resident of hell.