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Five thousand aliens who have barely crossed the threshold of being extraordinary and have the ability to exchange extreme one-for-one are definitely an army of huge scale and great help.

"As far as I know, the Frost Giants like hand-to-hand combat, right? They rely on their strong bodies and sharp frost magic to kill their enemies. Coincidentally, I also like this combat mode." Duva said with a smile.

What do the aliens fear the most after they have grown to a certain size? The answer is that they fear long-range bombings from high-tech weapons or powerful magic.

But when it comes to close combat and hand-to-hand combat, Dua is not tired. In a sense, the war with the Protoss is dangerous, but it is also the most suitable battlefield for the aliens.

At least it is the most suitable before Dua develops the alien system such as the Protoss Alien and the Magic Alien that can control special energy.

"My brother, we must have a good drink! When we arrive in Asgard, I will offer you the best wine and introduce you to the most beautiful woman!" Thor was so excited that his body trembled slightly. He grabbed Duval's hands, held them tightly, and refused to let go.

Duva remained calm, slowly pried open the rough man's sweaty palm, looked around, called Erica over, and rubbed it hard on her newly grown white thigh. Erica was so angry that her eyes widened and she looked at her boss in disbelief.

"Can you really mobilize 5,000 troops?" Erica wanted to explode, but the alien larva on her chest forcefully stopped her, so she could only ask instead.

Erica was also surprised when she heard the number.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she thought that Duva deliberately raised the number to the unit of "thousand".

"Not yet, but it will be soon. I am not the only one working on expanding the army. There are many other people working hard as well."

Duva finally stood up and glanced at the ecstasy and fear of falseness on Thor's face. His eyes had already passed through the collapsed gate and looked further away.

He felt like a businessman who was desperately trying to sell arms, trying his best to introduce the value of weapons like the Alien to his customers, hoping that his customers would be able to take them with them when they went to war.

Thor had no choice but to take the alien with him to the battlefield.

Who else can Thor turn to? The Inhumans? Black Bolt would be crazy to drag the sparsely populated Inhumans into the war. Or Kamar-Taj? Atlantis?

"Be patient, Thor. It will be quick. I need some time to expand my armaments. War is never an easy matter."

If Thor were to be in command, this guy would probably just give one order: "Follow me."

"Aren't you going to join the war?" Thor looked at him in surprise, as if it would be extremely strange for a leader to not go to the battlefield in person.

"I won't take part in the war. A war of this magnitude doesn't require my involvement." Duva was calm and composed. In fact, even if he didn't take part in the war, he could still remotely control all the aliens.

More importantly, he didn't want to be beaten to death on the battlefield by some sub-god-level or god-level strongman who jumped out. So he stayed on Earth and was remotely controlled. Even if Jotunheim was really mad, they would not dare to come to Earth for revenge.

"Well, now, it's time for that guy to show his worth...Mr. Lan."

Duva left Thor behind, taking the abomination and several mutant aliens with him. Under the ability of the super-speed alien whose chest had just been broken, he turned into an afterimage that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Mr. Lan hid in the sewer, studying the mystery of the alien.

Around him, dozens of pale green creatures were sleeping in formalin.

These are products he developed using Hulk's blood and imitating Abomination, and they can be controlled by him.

But this is not what Mr. Lan wants. He wants to replicate the alien and control those fascinating creatures.

His IQ increased five hundred times, allowing him to think all the time. Deduction and calculation were as easy as eating and drinking.

"That guy hasn't made any movement since he came back from New Mexico... He accurately locked onto the landing location of Thor, the god of thunder, and then successfully returned as Thor. Did he parasitize Thor?" Mr. Lan was very excited.

"A major accident must have happened in Asgard, causing Thor to fall to Earth. What could it be? Foreign invasion? Civil war?" Mr. Lan couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely realized that after Duval came into contact with Thor, he would definitely take further action.

Just at this moment, there was a loud bang, the ground above his head shattered, and Duva fell from the sky and appeared in front of Mr. Lan.

"It seems that you have worked very hard these days." Duva glanced at these light green monsters.

"Of course, I know that people like you will not let me go and will definitely send aliens to secretly monitor me, so I have been waiting for you. You must really need these things I developed, right?" Mr. Lan did not show any surprise on his face. He just lowered his head slightly and let out a crazy laugh.

Duva frowned slightly. It seemed that Mr. Blue in this universe, whose brain was transformed by Hulk's blood, was a little neurotic, but it was good enough that he could be used.

"From now on, you will focus on making these ghost things. You and me will all belong to me."

"War is about to break out? Are you going to go to war with S.H.I.E.L.D. or other organizations? Is it to fight for the ownership of Thor, the God of Thunder, or..."

Duva didn't waste any time and went up to feed him a facehugger. He watched the guy faint with pale mouth, and soon he quickly woke up thanks to the Hulk serum in his body.

"Something is growing in my chest. As expected, this creature can fuse the host's genetic material. I guess you won't kill me before I lose my usefulness." Mr. Lan became more and more excited, carefully feeling the changes in his body.

As early as the day the abomination alien was born, he had collected a little bit of the alien's remaining genetic material in the laboratory, but he had no way to replicate the real alien, and he had been waiting for Duva's arrival.

You have to understand first before you can decipher it, and then control it perfectly, and finally surpass Duva, and in turn enslave Duva and the aliens. This is the plan Mr. Lan has set for himself!

Duva could roughly guess what this ambitious mad scientist was thinking, but now was not the time to worry about it.

Mr. Lan alone is not enough to provide him with a large number of troops.

In the following time, in addition to sending more aliens to attack and frantically capture vampires, he relied on Mr. Lan's genetic experiments and the alien egg that was taken away.

Above the mainland.

The biological laboratory inside the helicarrier.

"It worked. The alien is indeed communicating through pheromones. So far, it has not shown any fluctuations in mental connection. We have developed a pheromone drug through its secretions, which can control it!"

"Have you noticed? This alien is evolving rapidly. If I'm not mistaken, it is evolving into a mother with reproductive ability! Parthenogenesis, this is how aliens reproduce. It's incredible!"

A group of scientists gathered together to discuss the aliens imprisoned in a cage made of adamantium.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 48 In order to prevent the emergence of the alien universe, the world guardian S.H.I.E.L.D. decided to defeat Duva.

The alien in front of us, which is expanding in size and evolving rapidly, was successfully captured by SHIELD through a decisive raid when Duval and his main force left New York for New Mexico.

This group of scientists already knew the relevant information about the aliens and were now in a frenzy, hoping to see that the alien creatures could be controlled by them.

"This alien is a little too smart. After it burst out of a prisoner's chest, we locked it in an adamantium cage, electrocuted it, and froze it. It immediately became obedient and very quiet."

Hill held a document in his hand and flipped through it quickly while speaking.

Fury stared ahead and said, "But from another perspective, if it becomes well-behaved, it will arouse our suspicion. This just proves that it is not that smart and is just pretending to be smart."

At this time, the alien had completed its transformation and its size had reached two meters and seven.

Fury just took a look, and his restless heart calmed down a little: "Too skinny."

"The mother body needs time to grow. According to the information provided by Blade, when he first met Duva, the mother body next to Duva was also only two or three meters long. But when it appeared in New Mexico, the alien's size had reached four and a half meters." Hill said.

"But this is not right. All the aliens around Duva, except the mother, will grow rapidly within a few hours after breaking the chest. After transforming at an abnormal speed, they will stop developing."

"Perhaps this is what makes the Matrix so special. Preliminary inference is that the social structure of aliens is similar to that of a beehive, with the Matrix leading an alien tribe. Now that we have initially controlled this newborn Matrix through pheromones, we will be able to control an entire alien tribe soon." Hill explained, looking at the report in his hand.

Duva would always send aliens to plunder some vampire populations, which resulted in Duva's name becoming famous in the vampire world and even the entire underground world.

Through so many large and small actions, forces with a little bit of hierarchy have, through continuous observation, roughly figured out some of the superficial habits of the alien creatures.

And now, Fury believes that he has begun to explore the core area of ​​the alien and is about to fully control this creature.

"Look, the mother is creating biological pipes! Maybe it's about to lay eggs!" a scientist shouted.

A group of people immediately began to use pheromones extracted from the alien secretions to communicate with the aliens.

They were very busy. At the very least, they confirmed that the face huggers born from the mother could also be controlled by them.

"It's time." A sharp cold light flashed in Fury's single eye. "Send a senior agent to contact Duval and invite him to join S.H.I.E.L.D.! We already have what he is most proud of. In our eyes, he no longer has any secrets."

The unsheathed sword is the most frightening, and Fury knows this very well. When Duva's secrets were revealed by him personally and Duva's greatest reliance, the alien, was also taken away by him, he no longer had any scruples.

What? Thor's hammer? Didn't Thor lift it? Moreover, in Fury's eyes, Asgard was not a real god after all, but just a more advanced and powerful race.

The value of Thor's hammer must be questioned first. What's more, as long as they can defeat Dua, they can do what Dua can do, and they can definitely do it better!

"Which team should we invite him to join? The Avengers? The Howling Commandos? The Hammer? The Skyriders?" Hill read out a series of names.

"The Howling Commandos."

"Excellent idea. With Blade here, I can keep an eye on him."

Fury looked at Hill expressionlessly. "It's not because of this. I just don't think of him as a human. A guy who can stuff alien larvae into his chest and replace them at will can't be considered a normal human no matter how you look at it. He is more suitable to be with those ghosts, mummies, and zombies."

As for the Avengers? No way. This is Fury's No. 1 team, and only those who are absolutely trustworthy can join.

"But he lifted up Thor's hammer. Thor had left him, but he returned on his own initiative. This makes it impossible for us to determine the location of Thor and Duval in Asgard."

"I don't admit that he is the God of Thunder. Not long ago, he was just a human being. The strongest power he possesses, we now have it too!"

Fury turned and walked out of the lab.

……

"It seems that you have made crucial progress, otherwise you would not have sent you to invite me." Duva looked at the beauty in front of him seriously.

Natasha lifted her wine-red hair and raised her lips. While she was talking to Duval, her eyes had already drifted to Thor: "S.H.I.E.L.D. is a global organization that is open to all capable and idealistic people—"

"We can try another way of saying it, otherwise it's too tiring. Also, when you talk to me, you can look into my eyes instead of staring at Thor, because he won't go with you."

"How rude! However, guests from Asgard deserve better treatment. If we are not careful, it may cause a world-wide diplomatic dispute..."

Natasha walked closer to Duval. The special perfume sprayed on her body exuded a refreshing fragrance, which directly aroused her hormones. But before she finished speaking, Thor said in a deep voice: "I have no interest in your organization. Also, the smell you exude is terrible. I want to sneeze."

Natasha's face froze. In terms of charm, she was ignored by Thor.

It's not because she is not beautiful enough or charming enough, it's just that Thor is staring at the aliens around him, especially those newly appeared aliens that are parasitic on the biochemical monsters cultivated by Mr. Blue. He touches them from time to time, taking the time to familiarize himself with the aliens, and begins to think about how he should command this army to fight the Frost Giants after returning to Asgard.

This new burly alien that looked similar to the abomination naturally attracted Natasha's attention. This cunning woman took a quick glance and quickly looked away, but in fact she had already memorized everything in her mind.

Duva smiled and said, "It seems that your beauty cannot impress a god who is over a thousand years old and has rich experience. My intuition tells me that you understand men very well, but don't forget that if I really want to do something, there are obviously better candidates."

The smile on Natasha's face gradually disappeared. Her muscles tensed and she was ready to take action at any time, staring at Mystique Raven who was walking towards her.

Every few steps, Riven changed her appearance into a different beauty, each with a curvaceous figure, each of them was top-notch, and finally she turned into Natasha.

"Fury sent me to invite you to join the Howling Commandos. Blade is also in this team. You two will be a very good pair. As long as you agree, you will start as a ninth-level agent. Looking around the world, ninth level is a very high starting point."

Natasha's face was stiff, and she said, "We will also provide you with a professional scientific team to assist you in advancing bioengineering. All kinds of precious knowledge and resources will be tilted towards you."

"What do I have to give?"

"Follow the command of S.H.I.E.L.D. and give up your personal control over Thor. Your alien will also be counted as your power. Join S.H.I.E.L.D., and Thor's hammer—"

"Listen to this woman's nonsense, Thor. These people actually think I am controlling you. And she is not even willing to address me as Lord Thundergod."

When Thor was about to have an outburst, Duval spoke, and his words made Thor's eyes widen and his face full of helplessness.

Duval looked at Natasha and said seriously: "I will not join a group of thieves. You know what I am talking about. You took something very important from me. I also want to remind you that no matter how hard you try, in my eyes, what you make is just a bunch of ridiculous imitations. You will never be able to compete with me."

Natasha finally frowned. "Have you really decided? You will most likely be defined as a super criminal by the authorities. An uncontrolled group force will never be able to enjoy freedom. This is absolutely not allowed."

"For example, the Brotherhood, the Hand, Hellfire, K'un-Lun, the Ten Rings, the Inhumans, Atlantis? Do you need me to come up with a few more?"

Duval counted on his fingers and finally said, "Your Highness the Prince next to me and I have reached a new agreement. If you disagree, well, that would be a serious provocation to me, the new Thor of Asgard. You'd better think about the consequences. You didn't make any progress in the battle for New Mexico. Do you want to care about Thor and me, the new Thor, after the war? Do you know the status of Thor in Asgard?"

"What agreement? An agreement with the Prince of Asgard?" Natasha's brain worked rapidly, grasping the words that contained the most information and concealing her inner doubts.

She wanted to ask clearly, but seeing Duva's expression, it was obvious that he would not waste words with her, so she turned around and left. There was no point in talking any further. Before leaving, she looked back at Ruiwen and said to Duva, "I really didn't expect that you would be interested in a 60-year-old woman who was very busy."

"I'll go see her off."

As soon as she left, Riven said something and followed her out without hesitation, obviously intending to do something unfriendly.

Duva estimated that with the blessing of the alien larvae, coupled with her first-class combat skills, it would not be a problem for Riven to deal with a genetically modified Natasha.

Duva was not interested in the life or death of the bus.

Duva is focused on fulfilling his commitments.

"Dr. Sten, you need to speed up the breeding process. It's far from enough to have only a few hundred." Duva sent instructions to Mr. Lan who was underground.

Mr. Lan rubbed his huge head. He was still not used to the mental thoughts coming from his chest and going straight into his brain. This made him, who was extremely dependent on his brain, feel very insecure.

But when he thought that the beautiful creature like the Alien was living in his chest, and he could secretly study it when Duva wasn't paying attention, Mr. Lan's mood improved and he became more agile in creating the biochemical monster.

"Those are what I have stockpiled with great difficulty. They are gifts given to you so that you can join me. You can't mistake that quantity for something I can produce casually..." Mr. Lan tried to explain to Dua, of course, through the alien on his chest.

But Duva obviously wouldn't listen to him.

"I need five hundred a week, otherwise you will not be of much value to me. Prepare to have your chest broken. Your life will continue in the form of an alien." Duva was merciless.

He could tolerate these guys' ambitions and all attempts at betrayal, but he absolutely could not tolerate their incompetence.

If I don't work hard for him like a slave, wouldn't it be a waste of my time to be a parasite on these guys?

Duva himself also began to quickly advance the next action. He sent out a large number of aliens, divided them into small teams of five, and quickly cleansed all the vampires in New York and surrounding areas.

Well, including the human traitors who worship and surrender to vampires - the Harui tribe, all are hunted as targets.

New York is the base camp of the vampire kingdom. These guys can rely on the huge wealth accumulated over generations to enjoy the beauty of life in this extravagant city.

Even though some time has passed and Blade and Dua have taken turns to clean up the area, there is still a certain size of population, although this population is rapidly declining.

Many vampires are not afraid of Blade. No matter how strong Blade is, he is still just one person. But they are afraid of Dua. The power in Dua's hands will become stronger as the fight goes on, and his number will only increase. He is the natural enemy of vampires.