Chapter 552 Symbiote Legion
During the Vietnam War in the 1970s, former S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury had already started the Super Soldier Project.
He discovered a frozen black dragon as the source of extraordinary power.
Fury pierced the iceberg with a special instrument and carefully extracted a little black liquid from the dragon. These liquids had the ability to possess, allowing the host to obtain physical fitness beyond imagination.
SHIELD calls this liquid a "symbiont".
"We had been dealing with the symbiont a long time ago." Colson stood in front of the iceberg, looking at the dragon that seemed to be dead, with a serious face.
"Deadpool once obtained a symbiote called 'Venom', the source is unknown, but it is certain that venom does not come from this giant dragon, and SHIELD's blockade and surveillance have always been very strict."
Colson said: "The venom has been forcibly stripped from Deadpool by Donnie. We don't know what secrets this symbiosis creature hides, and we don't even understand the origin of this dragon."
Mei Jingjing looked up at the black dragon, silent.
Colson no longer spoke. In the face of the cruel reality of bad news one after another, all explanations were actually redundant.
"I order to restart the Symbiosis Legion Plan." Colson said in a deep voice. "I need more powerful soldiers. Even if the fate of being parasitized by this kind of thing is very miserable, it is something that I will only consider after repelling the enemy of Apocalypse."
The soldiers who were parasitized by symbiosis during the Vietnam War eventually became madmen who were inseparable from the enemy and their brains fell into extreme madness and tyranny. This result also forced Fury to stop the symbiosis plan at that time.
However, Colson no longer cared about this small sequelae. He could not defeat the Apocalypse Star, and he could not last for this period of time, and everyone would be finished.
We can only take risks and draw the body tissue of this unknown dragon on a large scale to create more symbiotic soldiers.
The more the better.
A large number of professionals held needle-like instruments and lifted them up with difficulty, then carefully stabbed them in at the iceberg. After touching the dragon's body, they immediately activated the suction force of the instrument, absorbed a little liquid and quickly pulled them away.
These black liquids immediately came alive after contacting the air, twisting constantly, protruding their heads and looking for something.
Colson waved his hand, and a team of soldiers who had already prepared had walked over and reached out to touch the black liquid. When the symbiotes came into contact with life, they rushed over as if they were injected with chicken blood. The parasitic soldiers let out shrill screams and kneeled on the ground with their heads covered in pain.
"It's all for victory, if you can win, that's nothing."
Colson thought silently, his eyes stiff and woody.
Yes, just human life, the most undesirable thing on earth is human life, and there are as many as possible. Instead of letting the demons kill outside, it is better to bring them all back to receive parasitics from the symbiote and send them back to the battlefield.
The huge dragon still stood quietly in the iceberg, its black body motionless, as if it had no feeling for everything, but the sharp and cold feeling of depression continued to emanate, making this huge base extremely dull.
No one speaks, everyone is busy, extracting symbionts and creating symbiont soldiers.
Colson looked for a while, turned around, raised his foot, and walked towards the door without looking back.
Behind him, rows of black warriors followed behind him in neat steps.
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The deterioration of the earth's war situation exceeded everyone's imagination and shattered the cognition and optimism of the earth's people again and again.
The demon-like army continued to travel from the Apocalypse to the earth. These things were in groups, with strong combat power, but they were extremely cunning and difficult to kill.
The top forces of the earth united and fought with the Steppenwolf with the expectations and hopes of all the people on earth.
But the result was extremely tragic. If the Flash hadn't suddenly increased ten times faster than the speed before the outbreak, they might not have survived, and they would have been killed by the Steppenwolf, like a watermelon, with axe and a large number of them.
A large number of second-rate heroes were killed in battle, and the responsibilities of combat power and wisdom were also killed or injured, and they lost a lot.
Steppenwolf, the only divine clone of the Apocalypse Star, just showed a hideous corner, which made the lives on the earth feel fear and tremble from the heart.
Don’t forget that the attack on the earth is just a small clone, a relatively powerful consumable among the countless clones arranged by Steppenwolf in the multiverse.
This is the only god, this is the only god from Hell Star and Apocalypse Star. Such a powerful clone is less than one ten thousandth of the strength of the Steppenwolf.
The Steppenwolf stood on the Australian continent, with boiling sea water at his feet. Around him, countless golems and locusts covered the sky, blocking the sun and blocking the air.
The satellites in the sky photographed every move of the Steppenwolf in all directions. The figure of the demon-like figure caused the entire earth to fall into silence, and the heart almost burst, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Somewhere on Earth, the temporary center of superheroes, a group of heroes with scarred expressions gathered together, dragging their tired and disabled bodies.
"What do we use to beat that monster..."
After a long time, Robin opened his mouth dry and tasted the bloody smell in his mouth.
Everyone looked over, turned their heads and fell into a long silence.
Everyone here is an elite figure on the earth. Everyone has defeated many super villains and has great results.
But now, everything they are proud of is torn to pieces in front of the Steppenwolf, and their weakness is fully exposed to unprecedented terrible enemies.
Captain America knocked on the table with his remaining left hand and said in a deep voice: "I have faced many bad situations before..."
"Ha, that's enough, Steve, don't use the little things you made on the battlefield of World War II as an example. This is simply different! The enemy you face will die and fail, but we won't face it now!"
Hank Pim, a generation of Ant-Man, sneered.
"We will face the same thing now!" Captain America growled, looking at the heroes with dark faces, he was extremely anxious and tried to boost his morale.
"Rod is dead." Tony said to himself, "that guy always salivates at my various models of armor, but I refuse to give him a new armor... If I change him to a new armor, he might not die..."
Iron Man's face was pale, which was the sequelae of great blood loss. His most powerful armor could not last even in the hands of Steppenwolf, and it exploded with a slight touch. Although he was lucky enough to save his life, his confidence was hit hard.
Chapter completed!