Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

"So, you're going to let him go."

"No!"

Connors flatly denied it.

He watched as Mark clenched his fists.

"I said I would destroy all Amazons, no one would be exempted. But he is a little different. He has never eaten anyone since he became an Amazon, so I think maybe I can let him live a little longer."

"Is that really all?"

In response to Muen's questioning, Connors nodded.

Seeing this, Mu En just spread his hands, indicating that he didn't care.

"It's up to you. How you deal with him is your problem. We agree on one thing about how to deal with Amazon."

Connors raised his head and looked at Mu En, and their eyes met.

"Destroy all Amazons."

That’s right, Muen’s idea is the same as Connors’, which is to eliminate all Amazons.

Perhaps doing so would make people feel a bit hypocritical. After all, the Fangire tribe under Muen's own command had also hunted humans, but they were preserved, while he wanted to destroy all the Amazons.

But the reason is very simple, because he can control the Fangire clan. In addition to humans, Fangire can also hunt other life forms, including Chitauri and Amazon.

But Amazon can't. Not only do they not have a king like themselves to rule over them, but once Amazon has eaten human flesh, they will never be able to resist the taste again.

"By the way, let me ask you a question, why are these guys so interested in Peter."

"Peter Parker?"

Connors paused, thought for a moment and then said.

"Maybe it's because of the reverse transcription equation. After all, Amazon cells and serum are what I made based on the reverse transcription equation, and what exists in Peter's body is the original result. For these latecomers, Peter Parker has an attraction that they can't refuse."

"Is that so? I think I understand."

While the two were talking, sirens were heard outside. Today was another day when the New York Police Department officers were late.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. If it's any later you won't be able to leave."

Mu En also cancelled his transformation and sent Kurim back to the base.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?"

Connors waved his hand.

"No need, I drove here."

As he spoke, he looked at the truck that had already been torn to pieces by the fight between the two of them, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Mu En smiled and opened the magic barrier.

"Come on, let me take you guys off. Tell me where you're going."

Connors reported a coordinate, the address was a slum in Hell's Kitchen, it was a mixed bag there and although a bit chaotic, it was indeed a good hiding place.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to have troubled you this time."

Connors carried the unconscious Mark and thanked Mu En. He knew very well that when he and Mark were fighting, those remaining Amazons must have been dealt with by Mu En.

Mu En shook his head.

"Okay, even if you don't come, I will still do what needs to be done. But you should pay attention to your safety and don't get targeted by SHIELD."

"SHIELD?"

Connors was a little confused, but it made sense. He had quietly left SHIELD, so it was normal for them to target him.

"I understand. Goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Connors walked through the portal.

Mu En clapped his hands, looked at the sky outside the window and murmured.

"Connors, where will your destiny go?"

Today, Connors' fate has already deviated drastically from that in the original work. He has gone from being a permanent super villain to a tragic black hero. It is just unknown where his fate will go next.

But these were not something Mu En could decide. Putting these messy thoughts behind him, Mu En walked outside.

......

Mark, who was in a coma, had a distorted expression, as if he had had an extremely horrible nightmare.

"what!"

He suddenly found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. As a former agent, he habitually looked around. The room was a little small, with only a small window that could see the gray sky outside. It was obvious that the people living here had lived a somewhat cramped life. There were not many furniture in the room, except for a bed, there was only a simple table and a wardrobe.

There were several wine bottles scattered on the ground. It seemed that the owner here had a habit of drinking. The wine bottles were right next to the bed. Perhaps he needed the numbness of alcohol to fall asleep.

"Hey, you're awake. How do you feel? Are your injuries feeling better?"

Just as Mark was still trying to figure out where he was, Connors' voice came from the door.

"Dr. Connors!"

Mark looked at Connors in front of him with some disbelief. He had messy hair and an unshaven beard, and his face showed decadence. Although he had a smile on his face, Mark saw more helplessness and sadness in that smile.

He couldn't believe that Dr. Connors, who had once aspired to use science and his own talents to change the tragic fate of others, would be in this state now.

Chapter 391, Connors: I am truly deeply sinful

"How do you feel? Are your injuries healed? You can sleep really well, you slept for a whole day."

Connors quipped with a smile.

But Mark noticed something strange about Connors.

"Doctor, your hand."

Connors smiled when he heard Mark's surprised voice.

"Haha, you're talking about this."

He raised his arm and flexed his fingers.

"This is truly a sinful arm. I have committed many sins because of it. I once swore not to care about it anymore, but unfortunately I broke my oath because I need it to atone for my sins."

"You got the serum, too!"

Mark suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something nonsense.

But Connors laughed out loud, as if nothing had happened.

"Yeah, I also injected the serum with Amazon cells. I've said it before, we're all the same. I turned myself into a monster again."

"PhD!"

Mark had a complicated expression and he didn't know what to say.

But Connors stretched and asked.

"You must be hungry, what do you want to eat? Do you want human meat? Do you want it fried or plain?"

The moment he heard this, a look of horror appeared on Mark's face.

"Hahahaha, look at you, you're so funny. I'm just teasing you. I know you haven't eaten human flesh since you awakened."

Mark nodded.

Connors looked like he had known this for a long time.

"That's why they all died, but you survived. If you ever eat a human, I will ruthlessly wipe you out there."

Mark's expression turned grim, as he recalled the scenes that happened at the Veterans Service Center. What Connors said was true, and that brutal look seemed to be engraved in his mind and could not be erased.

"But you still have to eat. Today's meal is my treat."

Connors walked outside, and soon Mark heard a shrill cry of a chicken.

Soon Connors passed by the door carrying two chickens, and confused Mark got up and walked outside.

Like this room, the house outside is also small, with a narrow corridor connecting to the balcony on one end and the living room and kitchen on the other.

There was only a stove and an old refrigerator inside, and on top of the refrigerator was the belt that Connors used when he transformed.

Connors said as he processed the chicken.

"After awakening as an Amazon, the cells in the body's desire for protein is like a bottomless pit. People with weak willpower will be driven by this desire and become monsters who only think about eating. They are extremely picky about ordinary protein, and what they desire most is human flesh protein."

He lit the stove as he spoke, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

"A stronger one, like you, can suppress that terrifying desire with its own willpower. But even so, its appetite will become incomparably huge. You should be well aware of this."

Mark nodded. It was true. If Old Chavez had not owned a farm and was willing to support Mark, he would have been overwhelmed by hunger. So in Mark's heart, he was very grateful to Old Chavez.

Soon, the aroma of cooked meat came from the pot, which instantly aroused Mark's appetite. This smell was completely different from the food he had eaten on the farm. It was not easy for Connors' cooking skills to be so good as to arouse a person's appetite. It was more like the aroma of cooked meat aroused the desire of his own body cells.

Connors smiled, noticing Mark's move.

"How about it? Do you want to eat it? Do you think my meat is a little different from ordinary muscles?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Mark asked doubtfully.

Connors grinned and explained.

"These chickens are my own. I have used technology to modify them so that the protein in the chicken is more in line with the needs of our body cells."

Mark's eyes lit up when he heard that there was such an operation.

"Then is it possible..."

"but!"

Connors interrupted Mark's fantasy directly. He knew very well what Mark was thinking. It was nothing more than using this technology to provide food for Amazons so that they would stop eating people. However, this was just a foolish dream.

Connors said seriously.

"However, this is only a low-quality substitute. It cannot replace the Amazon cells' desire for human flesh protein. Human flesh is like poison to Amazon. Once it is contaminated, it will be unable to extricate itself."

As he said this, he poured the meat in the pot into the plate.

"Come on, it's time for dinner."

Pulling over a table nearby, the dining table was set. Connors opened the refrigerator and threw a can of cold beer to Mark.

Mark took the beer. He wanted to refuse, but the hunger in his stomach and his body's desire for protein were too strong, so he had to sit down and enjoy this dinner.

"Is there really no other way? Can't we find a way to coexist?"

While eating, Mark still asked without giving up.

"There is no way. Amazon is a curse, a curse from hell, and I brought this curse from hell to the world."

Connors sighed helplessly.

"To the world, I am a sinner. To Amazon, I am also a sinner."

"That's not the case, Dr. Connors. At least you are not a sinner to me! You are my benefactor. I am very grateful to you. It is you who helped me recover my severed limbs and made me a healthy person again!"

Mark said excitedly.

"And I also believe that since I can suppress my desires with my will, others can do it too."

Connors looked at Mark and suddenly laughed.

"You think so, but do you think other people think so?"

Mark's pupils trembled, and he remembered what the veteran Amazon said.

Once a group of a species has evolved, those original species will no longer be the same species in evolution. Is there any problem with one species hunting another? Not at all, because that is the law of nature.

When humans became Amazons, they believed they had completed their evolution and became a more powerful species, no longer the same as humans.

Connors also felt like laughing. He wanted to make humans evolve into a new species, a species that was faster, stronger, and better than humans. This was his idea. When he became a lizard man, he thought so. He just didn't expect that he would actually do it in this way.

"I really am deeply sinful."

Chapter 392: Hunting Ground, Who is the Prey?