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For a moment, Magneto was really unsure.

A lie? Or a lie that is nine-to-one true?

"What about the Eternals?" Riven suddenly asked.

"Similarly, there are as many Eternals as there are mutants. This is an iron rule. There is a Creator in this world, and he must like to be in pairs." Duva said.

"Tell me, what exactly happened 20,000 years ago? You'd better not lie. Just tell me as much as you know. I naturally have ways to verify the authenticity of the content..." Magneto's voice came from the communication device.

"Interesting. If I'm not mistaken, you've already made a plan in your mind on how to defeat my troops and then capture me and torture me for intelligence, right? You've even been thinking about who has telepathic abilities so that you can get knowledge directly from my brain?" Duva laughed in a low voice.

In fact, Magneto really intends to do so. The matter is of great importance. How can he rely on Duval's words? After all, Duval is not as famous as Professor X, and is an old comrade with a long-tested character.

Even SHIELD can't protect Duval, Magneto said.

"Once I find out what bad intentions you are planning, you will get nothing. Don't underestimate my power. I have many means that can be used at critical moments. Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss, just like what the mutants and Eternals did to you when they suddenly appeared." Duva said slowly.

"I have captured a few mutants. I can give them to the animals you raise to parasitize them."

"Bingo! I love talking the most. Now the problem is solved, right? Ten mutants for one problem, at a fair price." Duva clapped his hands.

Magneto was too lazy to bargain over quantity with a nobody like Duval who had been a nobody not long ago. Given his character, he would have taken action long ago if he had not been unsure of Duval.

Why use words to solve a problem that can be solved by force?

But before determining Dua's true origins and the source of his intelligence, he could choose to be patient for a short time.

"By the way, among the mutants you captured, is there a mutant leader?" Duva had long been thinking about the most cunning and strongest leader-level mutant.

"Ten mutants."

"Five. If not, forget it."

"If you mean the biggest and most powerful one, no. If it weren't for it, the Brotherhood wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss. That beast even captured Red Tank in the end..."

"Sorry, you mean Red Tank? The leader of the mutants captured Red Tank?" Duva didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard the news, he was surprised and said, "Are you, Red Tank, a real mutant?"

Riven suddenly spoke up, mockingly: "You've been pretending for so long, but you lowered your performance level by yourself in the place where you shouldn't have made a mistake. Do you have any special feelings for this stupid guy, Red Tank?"

Magneto also looked puzzled thousands of miles away.

Juggernaut is one of the backbones of the Brotherhood and Professor X's younger brother. He has an indestructible body and powerful combat capability, but he's a little bit stupid. But is a mere Juggernaut worthy of Duval's surprise?

He had never been in close contact with Duva, so he remained silent and waited for Riven's judgment.

But before Riven could speak, Duva spoke first.

"Guys, believe it or not, I think that if you are unlucky, the Red Tank in your organization is really as I judged... then you will be in big trouble."

Because the Red Tank has extremely large "reserve energy" that is far beyond ordinary people's imagination and will not be activated in most cases.

The source of this power is also a multi-dimensional boss...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 25 Returning to the old job means being happy

In Duva's opinion, no matter what the matter is, as long as mutants are involved, simple things will always become complicated.

Political and social issues are only one aspect. If we judge simply by strength, there are also some troublesome guys in the mutant community who are difficult to judge.

The typical example is the Omega-level mutant, who has unlimited potential, but what is more interesting is that the same mutant may be Omega-level in this universe, but his counterpart in another universe becomes mediocre and incompetent, with mediocre potential.

The X gene from the mutant race always has various variables.

And Red Tank is precisely one of the people who needs attention - strictly speaking, Red Tank is not a mutant at all.

In most universes, the power of the Red Tank comes from an ancient, powerful and extremely terrifying being - the greatest demon in the multiverse, the [Crimson Universe] - Cyttorak, which is located outside the multidimensional world!

Many of the powerful spells of the Kamar-Taj lineage use the power of Cytorak.

It is not known whether Cyttorak is particularly obsessed with the Infinity Stones or just has a bad taste. He usually does not care when he uses a little of his power on others, but he likes to use a lot of [Crimson Rubies] made by his own hands.

Each deep red ruby ​​is equivalent to an anchor coordinate, which can directly connect with Cyttorak and receive the great power transmitted by Cyttorak.

And in most universes, the person who carries the power of the Crimson Ruby is precisely... Red Tank!

"Mutants have the ability to absorb the vitality and genes of various life forms, and can change their own form according to the absorbed genes. You all know this. I guess many of your compatriots must have been absorbed by mutants." Duva said.

Riven sneered, "What does that prove? This ability is despicable, but it's far inferior to what you have."

Duva shrugged and said, "Be careful of the mutant leader who captured Red Tank. Do you want to guess why the leader didn't capture anyone else but Red Tank? If you are unlucky, it won't be long before you face an enemy that is so powerful that it is unbelievable."

"The mutant that absorbed Juggernaut?" Magneto obviously didn't believe it.

He knew the strength of Red Tank very well. At most, he could make the mutant leader's body become indestructible, but he was not impossible to deal with.

But whether he believed it or not, Magneto had experienced many storms and had full confidence in his own strength. But since the mysterious Duva mentioned it emphasized, he had already been on high alert in his heart.

"Let's start the deal. You asked a question and I've answered it. Then you send me ten, no, five mutants. I still trust the credibility of Mutant Bipolar One." Duva said.

"What exactly happened to the Eternals and mutants 20,000 years ago?" Magneto asked his question.

"The two sides fought for control of the Earth."

"The results of it?"

"That's another question. Pay the down payment first."

"?"

"Don't be silent. Even if I tell you who won and who lost, you will definitely ask about the fate of these two tribes and why they disappeared from the earth. The value of the intelligence contained in it is far beyond your imagination." Dua replied.

When it comes to the Cosmic God Group, a group of powerful guys who start at the level of God Fathers, such information is worth exchanging for several more batches of mutants.

……

The two sides stopped communicating.

As for Raven, Magneto never mentioned asking Duval to release the people. Both sides knew very well that anyone with a bit of common sense would not destroy the channel when starting the initial cooperation.

Raven is alive and can act as a medium for Duval, and can also observe Duval closely. Once she can get valuable secrets, she can report them to Magneto immediately.

Duva stood up, stretched, and asked the aliens to let Riven go.

"Find a way to bandage it yourself." Duva glanced at the penetrating wound on Riven's shoulder and said casually.

Riven remained calm, and simply controlled the nearby muscle cells, which squirmed and deformed for a while, and thus initially repaired the injury.

"You look a little anxious. I believe it's not because of Eric, but because of Red Tank." Raven observed Duva's expression with a vicious look.

Duva was startled, and said frankly: "If you are anxious, there was a moment of anxiety. As I said, you know nothing about the Red Tank, and you don't know what may happen in the future."

"It only happens when you're unlucky. You mentioned the luck factor. I'm more curious about what's so interesting about Red Tank that you care about it?"

Indestructible body? This ability is nothing in front of Magneto. Just shove Red Tank into the ground and pile up a pile of metal to press him down. Even the strongest body will be useless.

Duva smiled slightly and did not respond. He just took out an alien egg and placed it in front of Riven.

"I've long wanted to dive underground to check out the situation, but I've always been stopped by the aliens. I think I can do it this time." Riven looked at the blooming eggs, her heart skipping a beat. She pretended to be nothing as she spoke.

Until the facehugger pounced on her face, Riven, who was experiencing this for the first time, finally couldn't help but change her expression, and subconsciously raised her hand to hit the facehugger away.

boom!

Duva raised his hand and punched Riven in the stomach. Just this one punch was enough to make the facehugger pounce on Riven's face and complete the parasitism.

After a while, when Riven woke up, the first thing she did was check her body.

"In this case, it seems that I have become your slave just like the little woman next to me."

Riven behaved elegantly and wanted to walk to Duval, but before she could take any action, she was interrupted by Duval: "If you want to take this opportunity to leave me and find a place to perform a thoracotomy to remove the alien, you'd better give up. I won't give you a chance."

Riven's face froze, the smile on her face slowly faded, and hostility surged in her eyes.

But she couldn't do anything. Everything she wanted to do was blocked by Duva.

"I need to improve my strength as soon as possible... Not only my own strength, but I also need to build an army of sufficient size in a short period of time."

Duva pondered and wanted to expand the aliens quickly. First, he looked at the queen's egg-laying speed. She would lay about five to ten eggs a day, but the rate was increasing with the passage of time. Duva guessed that it was because this queen was transformed from an ordinary alien and was inherently deficient in reproduction.

Second, a stable and reliable host source is needed.

It would be fine if it parasitized ordinary animals, but the messenger alien that was born was too weak.

What if it parasitizes a large number of humans? Not to mention that Dua himself is a human, doing such a thing at this time will arouse hostility from the whole world.

If we only send prisoners alive or dead, it doesn't make much sense, so the most cost-effective ones are those whose locations and population distributions have been mastered by Duva...

vampire!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 26 Duval proves Fury's unique vision ( words)

The vampires were in big trouble.

According to common sense, all major organizations around the world have more or less participated in the operation to exterminate vampires, so vampires are also aware of their position in the food chain and are generally not too arrogant.

Perhaps it was Frost, who wanted to become the "Blood God" and was killed by Blade, who made things too high-profile, so that vampires regained attention from all parties.

The vampires racked their brains but couldn't figure it out. There were so many organizations in the world, why would the damn Duva target them?

New York at night is a place where prosperity and crime are intertwined.

In some quiet alleys, strange black shadows kept flashing by quickly and silently.

Occasionally, there would be some drunks who would find a place to relieve themselves and would rub their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.

Ordinary people were ignored, but vampires couldn't escape.

boom!

The gate was violently torn open, and aliens rushed in one after another, violently cleansing the vampire strongholds one by one.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Not a Daywalker? What is this!?"

"Alien, this damn thing is an alien, run away!"

"You're not going to run away! Do you know how valuable these things are on the black market? The price has been hyped up to tens of millions of dollars!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, if we catch one, we can retire!"

The scene was in chaos. Most of the vampires turned around and ran away, while a few stared at the aliens, frantically taking out their weapons and trying to capture them.

Bang bang bang!

Da da da!

"Idiot, hold back a little, what if you kill him? The body is worthless!"

"Humph, these aliens are really weird. They didn't kill the idiots who escaped, but just chopped off their limbs..."

There are also vampires who boast of their strength. They throw away their guns with a grin and want to rely on their strong physical fitness to kill the aliens with their bare hands.

The news of aliens has spread all over the world. All forces with a certain level know of their existence. Moreover, the aliens that have appeared do not hate them, which further stimulates their madness.

However, no matter how beautiful the vision is, it still needs strength to support it.

In front of the mechanical and ruthless alien team, the complex building environment instantly turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.

Each alien was like a terrifying ghost, appearing and disappearing in any area, and cooperating with each other seamlessly. From the very beginning, even though there was no communication at all, they completed the tactical coordination as if a computer had calculated it many times.

Admittedly, aliens are not invulnerable to swords and guns, and guns can cause certain damage to ordinary aliens, but this loss is completely acceptable.

Don't forget that the vampires are using ordinary firearms from the Earth in the 21st century, not the various weapons from decades later used in movies or comics to fight aliens.

A vampire carrying a personal rocket launcher was about to fire at an alien that was killing people in the crowd.

But the next second, his hands were cut off by a sharp blade.

"You're going to make it very difficult for me to handle this. If too many vampires die, I won't be able to report to you."

Erica landed lightly on the ground, and no alien attacked her.

Immediately, a vampire turned his gun around and shot at her.

Ding Ding Ding!

Erica only used one knife and swung out countless knife shadows, accurately shooting away all the bullets, demonstrating her superhuman skills.

"Damn it, who is this guy? Why doesn't the alien attack her?!"