Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1450 The Records of the Eternal Clan (Part 2)

Victor von Doom didn't know much about the Kree and Shi'ar Empires, but he was also well-read and could clearly remember the books he had read. Even if that knowledge was somewhat outdated, it wouldn't have changed much in this short time for the galaxy. "The Dark Order is just a pirate fleet, only capable of waging war against civilizations that have no protection and haven't ventured beyond the galaxy." The Janissaries were used to the Regent in this form, and they also knew that every time Regent Victor von Doom used his phantom to tap the glass on the table, hoping someone would be frightened by his little prank. "If you're nervous about the Kree's border alerts, I can only tell you that it's because the Kree have no intention of maintaining planets other than their colonies, and may even use pirates to cleanse colonies infiltrated by the Skrulls."

Although He didn't look up at him, Victor von Doom didn't settle down. Instead, he used the pure white flames of outer-dimensional energy at his fingertips to paint in the air. Hammurabi confirmed it was a style that anthropomorphized animals, likely aimed at pre-adolescent children and young adults over twenty-five. "Speaking of the Skrulls, I hope you've completely solved the Skrull problem on this planet. Our assassins need large quantities of Skrull extract." The Regent waved his hand, erasing his painting. "We can't synthesize it artificially yet, which is terrible. The assassins have a huge demand for that drug, and our limited Skrull population is far from sufficient to supply it."

"If the Skrulls can contribute to the human race with their bodies, then let them offer their bodies. The research and development of related drugs can be temporarily slowed down, and research resources should be focused on improving the success rate of mass production of genetically modified soldiers. We need many genetically modified soldiers to bear the burden of wars that humanity cannot. The number of genetically modified soldiers determines our future." He still did not look up, continuing to peruse the giant book. "The First, Second, and Third Regiments are taking turns undergoing boarding training on Mars, but I don't think this method of combat will be very effective, and I don't really intend to take them into orbit to fight. We must drag the Dark Order into the ground war, and then end the war with firepower and the brutal bloodlust of the genetically modified soldiers."

"Have you ever considered what would happen if the Dark Order bombed the city from outside the atmosphere?"

The emperor finally looked up from his book.

"Then I can only hope to acquire that alien fortress from Kobo as soon as possible." His tone was stern, almost reprimanding. "If you don't mind, I still have many books to read and many mysteries to unravel. I know you grew up on that land, and I know you deeply understand the people there and the tragedies they endured, but don't forget our mission. Your personal feelings are not a reason to be lenient with certain people. If military means can solve the problem, then use military means. I need a stable industrial production base."

"Even though you're a jerk, I agree with your ideals."

Viktor von Doom shook his head, having no intention of arguing. He knew the immense pressure the man sitting on the ground was under; just consider that at least half the planet's population depended on him, while others who had received warnings paid no heed to his anxiety. For a ruler who wasn't a politician, such psychological pressure was unimaginable. Moreover, outside of official business, he was a clever, kind, and humorous person; his irritability was merely a stress response to his responsibilities.

"I will resolve this issue, steadily and securely eliminating all interference from NATO and the EU, restoring rural family politics to the hands of government institutions, and taking the time to thoroughly address the drug and gun problems. This is a sociological project, not a military objective. Not every problem can be solved with explosives. Societies built on words and laws are always more stable than those built with guns. We must reach a consensus with the local residents."

Victor von Doom nodded to the two guards in greeting.

Although the room was completely dark except for candlelight, Victor von Doom's phantom seemed to be walking in a pitch-black void, yet he still keenly perceived the situation within the manor. "It seems this reading has brought a lot of trouble. Why didn't you release your true nature instead of using the ritual array? If you had released your true nature, the British Isles and even the European continent wouldn't have been able to be invaded by these little things, let alone this manor." He extended a finger and lightly stroked the invisible four-dimensional topological structure in the air—part of the ritual array. "I can only conclude that you did this on purpose, my friend, you're deliberately causing trouble."

“Dina wants to prove her gardening skills are professional enough, so I need to collect enough ethereal dust to cultivate new flower varieties. This is just a side effect, and it also keeps the Sisterhood on their toes—the benefits far outweigh the drawbacks.” He was still somewhat angry, but more like he couldn’t stand Victor von Doom’s intrusion. “If you weren’t my friend, I wouldn’t allow you to keep bothering me here,” He said. “If you don’t want to deal with official business and just want to chat, then go back to the Immortal City and bring Lady Maya Hansen over. She’s on vacation, but I think this estate is the best place for her. You can also go to Kamar-Taj and see how the council of mages led by Hamil is doing. I’m worried he can’t control all the arcane families, so there should be at least one Royal Guard, several automated combat robots, and a scavenger corps on standby there. You can mobilize that army to do what I’ve been wanting to do.”

"I've never liked those old fogies; they even dared to defy the Sorcerer Supreme's orders," the Regent said with a smile. He understood what the Emperor wanted to do, but this matter still required the Sorcerer Supreme's personal approval. As for whether the Sorcerer Supreme's seal was already in the Emperor's hands, that was a matter of opinion; in any case, He was now the de facto ruler of Kamar-Taj. In any case, Regent Victor von Doom was optimistic about the changes that were about to take place in Kamar-Taj; in his view, the corrupt Kamar-Taj system was long outdated.

"Do what you should do, Victor." He made a gesture that conveyed a certain cruel meaning. Bloodshed and purges could be represented by this gesture. "The Mage Hamil may be somewhat inexperienced in establishing a system. I think you can offer him some assistance when the time is right. A professional who doesn't have such deep feelings for Kamar-Taj can provide very suitable advice, and at the same time help the Mage Hamil establish the institution I've requested as soon as possible."

"So what are you planning to do?" The Emperor took out a data panel and showed its contents to Regent Victor von Doom. Even the Regent frowned upon seeing the contents. "You're going to throw a party for a child star? In New York? Why?"

"Child stars. Court clowns." The emperor pointed to the book. "They both have red hair."

"That doesn't prove any connection."

"What if we combine that with the only known eternity?" the Emperor said. "I saw a picture of that child star in a newspaper fifty years ago. He's never been very famous, and he still isn't, but his ageless appearance is enough to arouse suspicion. I plan to have them meet. If that little star has an extraordinary emotional response, then we'll be able to determine what's going on. If I remember correctly, Athena mentioned an eternity skilled in mind magic, who is also short and has red hair."

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