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Chapter 147
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 95
As the Supreme God of the Symbiote Race, possessing the terrifying battle record of slaying a Celestial in one blow, and having engaged in brutal battles with various Deities over billions of years, the humiliation within him simmered like an erupting volcano.
His soul was trapped on Earth.
Yet his body was imprisoned deep within the universe on Klyntar.
And the symbiote body he was currently using was being subjected to human experimentation.
"I, Knull, shall slaughter every being on this planet to celebrate my awakening!"
In the depths of his being, he sensed the fluctuation of the Necrosword. His rage intensified instantly, and he began to summon this divine artifact he had forged with his own hands.
Cybertron.
"Hmm, the Necrosword is restless, and it wants to travel towards Earth?"
Martin looked at Optimus Prime, who stood before him, a look of surprise on his face.
Has such a ruthless individual as the God of the Symbiotes awakened so early?
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Chapter 180
"This sword, I remember it was taken from Asgard's hands."
Optimus Prime said in a deep voice.
At this moment, Optimus Prime's mechanical hand unleashed terrifying power, enough to crush a planet, as he tightly clutched a peculiar longsword that emanated deathly stillness and brutality.
In front of the Skyfather-tier Optimus Prime, the aura exuded by this sword, though powerful, was still not enough to be impressive.
Unless Knull, the God of the Symbiotes, were standing right in front of them, calling out to it.
"This sword fell into Hela's hands. I accidentally discovered it when I destroyed Asgard and built Cybertron on its ruins."
Martin comfortably reclined in his chair, casually glanced at the restlessly writhing Necrosword, and spoke indifferently.
A hint of deep thought appeared in his eyes.
The Necrosword. As far as sword-type weapons go, it's a divine artifact that ranks among the best in Marvel, personally forged by Knull, the God of the Symbiotes.
"Be careful, Optimus Prime. The owner of this sword is a formidable opponent. Billions of years ago, he sliced a Celestial to death with a single sword stroke."
Martin warned.
Knull has awakened this early, but that's fine. After all, he's just a pitiable wretch whose soul and body were forcibly separated. With Martin's current universe-tier immense power, annihilating Knull would be easy.
However, what truly interested Martin was Klyntar. It had endless Symbiotes, and if he could take control of and master them, it would be a decent enhancement for Cybertron's lower-tier soldiers, preventing them from being easily killed off on the battlefield due to their weakness.
"So, should we let the Necrosword go?" Optimus Prime whispered.
"No, there's no need to let it go. Knull will make his move. When that time comes, we'll find a way to eliminate him and take over Klyntar." Martin revealed a faint smile.
Earth.
A terrifying war, aptly named World War III, had completely spread across the globe. Every nation and organization had fully committed themselves to this unprecedented conflict, with everyone fighting fiercely, their eyes bloodshot and bathed in blood.
The major ancient factions, in order to confront Red Skull's armies, revealed all their trump cards. Powerful beings, each emanating an ancient aura, emerged one after another, revealing themselves to the world.
K'un-Lun.
A colossal divine dragon swiftly moved, roaring as it breathed out powerful qi, instantly enveloping a large number of Sentry Robots.
"Shou-Lao, these Robots possess super healing abilities, imbued with the power of that guy named Logan! They're incredibly hard to kill!"
Lei Kung's body was bathed in endless lightning, which he had accumulated and manifested from centuries of arduous cultivation of qi. It wasn't real lightning, but it was even more terrifying than actual lightning!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lei Kung sent a Sentry Robot with a metalized body flying with a single punch, and cursed aloud.
He was exasperated beyond measure by these indestructible and unkillable Robots with their diverse abilities and freely switching powers.
"These damn things aren't much of a threat to us, just a bit troublesome, but for everyone else, they're a nightmare!!"
The Jade Emperor also roared repeatedly, his qi, almost on par with Lei Kung's, transforming into hurricanes that sent countless Robots and Hydra soldiers flying.
In the ocean.
Numerous whirlpools appeared, accompanied by terrifying tsunamis that surged skyward before crashing down. Atlanteans emerged from the depths, and the armies of Atlantis finally began to reveal themselves to the world, confronting Red Skull's forces.
Namor, the Sea King, stood bare-chested, revealing his powerful muscles, with streams of formidable magic power surging within him. Wielding the Trident of Namor, he controlled the world's oceans, stirring up colossal waves that continuously dragged enemies to the deep seabed.
"Ororo, snap out of it! Don't let Red Skull control you any longer!!"
Namor was entirely bathed in endless seawater and torrential rain under flashing lightning and thunder. Countless waves surged around him. Facing him was Storm, Ororo, whose mind had been controlled by Red Skull.
One controlled the ocean, the other the weather. These two had battled for a long time.
Namor refused to deliver a killing blow.
Because Ororo was his girlfriend...
Yes, Ororo of the X-Men was in a relationship with Namor, the Sea King.
"Damn Red Skull... Charles is an idiot too, to have his brain so easily stolen by Red Skull and wreak havoc on the whole world!"
Watching his lover, who showed no reaction at all and was hell-bent on killing him, Namor's rage intensified.
The entire world was plunged into great turmoil. Various bio-weapons with strange auras ran rampant globally, and mad human experimentation products from Hydra were constantly deployed, slaughtering wildly. It was utter madness, like the end of the world.
But soon, the tide of the war began to change, as S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly deployed a large number of Symbiote soldiers to various critical battlefields.
These fearless in death, nearly perfect undead warriors were active across the world, aggressively attacking Red Skull's armies and finally allowing the allied forces to breathe a sigh of relief.
"These things are S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top-secret project? I've long wanted to get my hands on some Symbiotes to research special suits, but you guys refused to give me any."
Tony returned to the base looking exhausted, his battle armor already badly damaged and its energy completely depleted. He grumbled to Natasha.
Natasha rested with her eyes closed, too lazy to respond to him.
Tony stared intently at the Symbiotes attached to the soldiers, his gaze gradually grew fervent.
This was the perfect material in his mind!
They possessed vitality, contained no metal or mechanical structures, meaning they were immune to Magneto's magnetokinesis and Martin's animation abilities. Moreover, they could maintain the host's life force at an extremely high level; as long as they weren't blown to smithereens in one go, they would recover in a short time, even if their internal organs were gone...
Of course, they had a huge consumption of meat, dozens of times the appetite of a normal person, but such a minor flaw was hardly anything.
Except...
"How long until these guys lose control?" Tony asked in a low voice.
Natasha's eyelids twitched, but she didn't open her eyes. After a moment of silence, she whispered, "That's the strangest part, everything is normal... You know, these Symbiotes exert a powerful corrupting force on a person's mind and genes. Logically speaking, the first batch of soldiers deployed to the battlefield should have gone berserk by now, but repeated inspections show everything is normal..."
"Everything is normal..."
Tony frowned deeply. His powerful intellect instantly realized something was wrong. It made no sense that the soldiers from decades ago met a tragic end, yet the current soldiers were all perfectly normal.
Or could it be that Symbiotes, these creatures, truly subtly possessed intelligence, just as some scientists had speculated...?
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Chapter 181
As time passed, the war on Earth grew increasingly fierce, with war and ruins everywhere.
Red Skull was always serious about conquering the world.
"These Symbiote soldiers are too stubborn, and quite bizarre..." Red Skull frowned deeply as he observed the captured Symbiote soldier before him. After cruel experiments, it was confirmed that Symbiotes feared fire and noise.
His pace of global domination was blocked by these damn things. But when he used his psychic power to try and control these Symbiote soldiers, a bizarre incident occurred.
In the depths of the unknown, an unseen, terrifying gaze forcibly severed his mind control. It was as if, behind these Symbiotes, a terrifying entity was coldly observing the progress of events, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Hmph, something was indeed wrong. S.H.I.E.L.D. has panicked, daring to mass-deploy these things with major flaws onto the battlefield... They will regret it."
Red Skull sneered repeatedly.
What stood behind the Symbiotes? An ancient god?
Sorry, Red Skull didn't care about that. Trapped by the Soul Stone for over seventy years, the information he had acquired was endless, and his understanding of various deities far surpassed ordinary people's.
Even a great multiverse god, he had only glanced from afar, yet Chthon's terror was deeply imprinted in his heart.
The one behind the Symbiotes, no matter how grand, couldn't possibly be stronger than so many cosmic gods, could they?
"Hesitant and timid, at most, they're just a Skyfather... Guards, burn this Symbiote to death." Red Skull said coldly.
At that moment, the writhing Symbiote suddenly stopped moving, and a blurry voice emerged: "Schmidt, I can help you rule this planet..."
All the Hydra soldiers paused their movements, immediately drawing their weapons and aiming at the Symbiote, just in case.
Red Skull's expression remained indifferent. He waved his hand, and flames immediately shot out, burning the Symbiote to ashes.
"Commander, shouldn't we negotiate with the one controlling the Symbiotes?" Madame Viper said in a low voice.
"No need. What I want is to rule this world and then rebuild it according to my will, not destroy it!"
Red Skull left with a cold remark, then turned and left.
Madame Viper was lost in thought.
Not long after.
A terrifying roar suddenly echoed throughout the entire Earth.
In the underground base in Scandinavia, Northern Europe, numerous researchers and soldiers watched dumbfounded as the black dragon suddenly awakened, their faces showing deep fear.
The endless ice shattered. The black dragon violently shattered the ice, and the terrifying aura it exuded made everyone present feel a primal fear.
"Oh no, the Symbiote soldiers!"
A researcher cried out. The next second, a Symbiote soldier rushed over, extended a mouth, and instantly bit off and devoured the researcher's head.
In this base, all the Symbiote soldiers lost control, becoming extremely feral and beginning to madly slaughter everyone.
The black dragon merely glanced over, and an ancient divine word issued from his mouth. Chunks of black substance fell from his body, transforming into individual Symbiotes that swiftly pounced on the fleeing or resisting humans.
"Humans..."
The black dragon – no, Knull – looked down upon these humans of Earth with an indifferent expression, his mood incredibly foul.
It was simply terrible.
He had merely possessed this symbiote dragon with his soul, intending to conquer Earth, but was then attacked by Asgard and suffered a crushing defeat.
"Even primitive species like humans dare to boss me around..."
(end of chapter)
As the Supreme God of the Symbiote Race, possessing the terrifying battle record of slaying a Celestial in one blow, and having engaged in brutal battles with various Deities over billions of years, the humiliation within him simmered like an erupting volcano.
His soul was trapped on Earth.
Yet his body was imprisoned deep within the universe on Klyntar.
And the symbiote body he was currently using was being subjected to human experimentation.
"I, Knull, shall slaughter every being on this planet to celebrate my awakening!"
In the depths of his being, he sensed the fluctuation of the Necrosword. His rage intensified instantly, and he began to summon this divine artifact he had forged with his own hands.
Cybertron.
"Hmm, the Necrosword is restless, and it wants to travel towards Earth?"
Martin looked at Optimus Prime, who stood before him, a look of surprise on his face.
Has such a ruthless individual as the God of the Symbiotes awakened so early?
[Please subscribe, the viewership is declining, please support me, dear readers!].
Chapter 180
"This sword, I remember it was taken from Asgard's hands."
Optimus Prime said in a deep voice.
At this moment, Optimus Prime's mechanical hand unleashed terrifying power, enough to crush a planet, as he tightly clutched a peculiar longsword that emanated deathly stillness and brutality.
In front of the Skyfather-tier Optimus Prime, the aura exuded by this sword, though powerful, was still not enough to be impressive.
Unless Knull, the God of the Symbiotes, were standing right in front of them, calling out to it.
"This sword fell into Hela's hands. I accidentally discovered it when I destroyed Asgard and built Cybertron on its ruins."
Martin comfortably reclined in his chair, casually glanced at the restlessly writhing Necrosword, and spoke indifferently.
A hint of deep thought appeared in his eyes.
The Necrosword. As far as sword-type weapons go, it's a divine artifact that ranks among the best in Marvel, personally forged by Knull, the God of the Symbiotes.
"Be careful, Optimus Prime. The owner of this sword is a formidable opponent. Billions of years ago, he sliced a Celestial to death with a single sword stroke."
Martin warned.
Knull has awakened this early, but that's fine. After all, he's just a pitiable wretch whose soul and body were forcibly separated. With Martin's current universe-tier immense power, annihilating Knull would be easy.
However, what truly interested Martin was Klyntar. It had endless Symbiotes, and if he could take control of and master them, it would be a decent enhancement for Cybertron's lower-tier soldiers, preventing them from being easily killed off on the battlefield due to their weakness.
"So, should we let the Necrosword go?" Optimus Prime whispered.
"No, there's no need to let it go. Knull will make his move. When that time comes, we'll find a way to eliminate him and take over Klyntar." Martin revealed a faint smile.
Earth.
A terrifying war, aptly named World War III, had completely spread across the globe. Every nation and organization had fully committed themselves to this unprecedented conflict, with everyone fighting fiercely, their eyes bloodshot and bathed in blood.
The major ancient factions, in order to confront Red Skull's armies, revealed all their trump cards. Powerful beings, each emanating an ancient aura, emerged one after another, revealing themselves to the world.
K'un-Lun.
A colossal divine dragon swiftly moved, roaring as it breathed out powerful qi, instantly enveloping a large number of Sentry Robots.
"Shou-Lao, these Robots possess super healing abilities, imbued with the power of that guy named Logan! They're incredibly hard to kill!"
Lei Kung's body was bathed in endless lightning, which he had accumulated and manifested from centuries of arduous cultivation of qi. It wasn't real lightning, but it was even more terrifying than actual lightning!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lei Kung sent a Sentry Robot with a metalized body flying with a single punch, and cursed aloud.
He was exasperated beyond measure by these indestructible and unkillable Robots with their diverse abilities and freely switching powers.
"These damn things aren't much of a threat to us, just a bit troublesome, but for everyone else, they're a nightmare!!"
The Jade Emperor also roared repeatedly, his qi, almost on par with Lei Kung's, transforming into hurricanes that sent countless Robots and Hydra soldiers flying.
In the ocean.
Numerous whirlpools appeared, accompanied by terrifying tsunamis that surged skyward before crashing down. Atlanteans emerged from the depths, and the armies of Atlantis finally began to reveal themselves to the world, confronting Red Skull's forces.
Namor, the Sea King, stood bare-chested, revealing his powerful muscles, with streams of formidable magic power surging within him. Wielding the Trident of Namor, he controlled the world's oceans, stirring up colossal waves that continuously dragged enemies to the deep seabed.
"Ororo, snap out of it! Don't let Red Skull control you any longer!!"
Namor was entirely bathed in endless seawater and torrential rain under flashing lightning and thunder. Countless waves surged around him. Facing him was Storm, Ororo, whose mind had been controlled by Red Skull.
One controlled the ocean, the other the weather. These two had battled for a long time.
Namor refused to deliver a killing blow.
Because Ororo was his girlfriend...
Yes, Ororo of the X-Men was in a relationship with Namor, the Sea King.
"Damn Red Skull... Charles is an idiot too, to have his brain so easily stolen by Red Skull and wreak havoc on the whole world!"
Watching his lover, who showed no reaction at all and was hell-bent on killing him, Namor's rage intensified.
The entire world was plunged into great turmoil. Various bio-weapons with strange auras ran rampant globally, and mad human experimentation products from Hydra were constantly deployed, slaughtering wildly. It was utter madness, like the end of the world.
But soon, the tide of the war began to change, as S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly deployed a large number of Symbiote soldiers to various critical battlefields.
These fearless in death, nearly perfect undead warriors were active across the world, aggressively attacking Red Skull's armies and finally allowing the allied forces to breathe a sigh of relief.
"These things are S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top-secret project? I've long wanted to get my hands on some Symbiotes to research special suits, but you guys refused to give me any."
Tony returned to the base looking exhausted, his battle armor already badly damaged and its energy completely depleted. He grumbled to Natasha.
Natasha rested with her eyes closed, too lazy to respond to him.
Tony stared intently at the Symbiotes attached to the soldiers, his gaze gradually grew fervent.
This was the perfect material in his mind!
They possessed vitality, contained no metal or mechanical structures, meaning they were immune to Magneto's magnetokinesis and Martin's animation abilities. Moreover, they could maintain the host's life force at an extremely high level; as long as they weren't blown to smithereens in one go, they would recover in a short time, even if their internal organs were gone...
Of course, they had a huge consumption of meat, dozens of times the appetite of a normal person, but such a minor flaw was hardly anything.
Except...
"How long until these guys lose control?" Tony asked in a low voice.
Natasha's eyelids twitched, but she didn't open her eyes. After a moment of silence, she whispered, "That's the strangest part, everything is normal... You know, these Symbiotes exert a powerful corrupting force on a person's mind and genes. Logically speaking, the first batch of soldiers deployed to the battlefield should have gone berserk by now, but repeated inspections show everything is normal..."
"Everything is normal..."
Tony frowned deeply. His powerful intellect instantly realized something was wrong. It made no sense that the soldiers from decades ago met a tragic end, yet the current soldiers were all perfectly normal.
Or could it be that Symbiotes, these creatures, truly subtly possessed intelligence, just as some scientists had speculated...?
[Dear readers, please subscribe! The viewership is dropping significantly, please support me more!]
Chapter 181
As time passed, the war on Earth grew increasingly fierce, with war and ruins everywhere.
Red Skull was always serious about conquering the world.
"These Symbiote soldiers are too stubborn, and quite bizarre..." Red Skull frowned deeply as he observed the captured Symbiote soldier before him. After cruel experiments, it was confirmed that Symbiotes feared fire and noise.
His pace of global domination was blocked by these damn things. But when he used his psychic power to try and control these Symbiote soldiers, a bizarre incident occurred.
In the depths of the unknown, an unseen, terrifying gaze forcibly severed his mind control. It was as if, behind these Symbiotes, a terrifying entity was coldly observing the progress of events, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Hmph, something was indeed wrong. S.H.I.E.L.D. has panicked, daring to mass-deploy these things with major flaws onto the battlefield... They will regret it."
Red Skull sneered repeatedly.
What stood behind the Symbiotes? An ancient god?
Sorry, Red Skull didn't care about that. Trapped by the Soul Stone for over seventy years, the information he had acquired was endless, and his understanding of various deities far surpassed ordinary people's.
Even a great multiverse god, he had only glanced from afar, yet Chthon's terror was deeply imprinted in his heart.
The one behind the Symbiotes, no matter how grand, couldn't possibly be stronger than so many cosmic gods, could they?
"Hesitant and timid, at most, they're just a Skyfather... Guards, burn this Symbiote to death." Red Skull said coldly.
At that moment, the writhing Symbiote suddenly stopped moving, and a blurry voice emerged: "Schmidt, I can help you rule this planet..."
All the Hydra soldiers paused their movements, immediately drawing their weapons and aiming at the Symbiote, just in case.
Red Skull's expression remained indifferent. He waved his hand, and flames immediately shot out, burning the Symbiote to ashes.
"Commander, shouldn't we negotiate with the one controlling the Symbiotes?" Madame Viper said in a low voice.
"No need. What I want is to rule this world and then rebuild it according to my will, not destroy it!"
Red Skull left with a cold remark, then turned and left.
Madame Viper was lost in thought.
Not long after.
A terrifying roar suddenly echoed throughout the entire Earth.
In the underground base in Scandinavia, Northern Europe, numerous researchers and soldiers watched dumbfounded as the black dragon suddenly awakened, their faces showing deep fear.
The endless ice shattered. The black dragon violently shattered the ice, and the terrifying aura it exuded made everyone present feel a primal fear.
"Oh no, the Symbiote soldiers!"
A researcher cried out. The next second, a Symbiote soldier rushed over, extended a mouth, and instantly bit off and devoured the researcher's head.
In this base, all the Symbiote soldiers lost control, becoming extremely feral and beginning to madly slaughter everyone.
The black dragon merely glanced over, and an ancient divine word issued from his mouth. Chunks of black substance fell from his body, transforming into individual Symbiotes that swiftly pounced on the fleeing or resisting humans.
"Humans..."
The black dragon – no, Knull – looked down upon these humans of Earth with an indifferent expression, his mood incredibly foul.
It was simply terrible.
He had merely possessed this symbiote dragon with his soul, intending to conquer Earth, but was then attacked by Asgard and suffered a crushing defeat.
"Even primitive species like humans dare to boss me around..."
(end of chapter)
