And it was obvious that he couldn't make a second gong.

The ability of mutants to use their abilities largely comes from their genetic instincts, just as humans learn to breathe when they are born - the essence of the ability to activate is still instinct.

Therefore, it is not a foolish way for them to exercise this instinct to strengthen their mastery through frequent use of strength, and their ability to deeply understand themselves through learning physics knowledge is actually not perfect...

Just like Eric's use of such abilities this time, it is obviously beyond his control instinct. To run this complex ability through his poor and simple brain, of course, the result is that he will go straight to the street after one move.

After all, even after the transformation of the **** group, the body of a human being... can only be said to be full of flaws.

You can't ask how efficient a body can be when even the eyeball, an important organ that receives information from the outside world, is miswired. For Doom and the others, optimizing the body is an essential behavior.

However, things like mutants basically have nothing to do with science. This time Eric used the ability to hit the street, but it is estimated that next time he will turn the 'calculation' of this ability into an 'instinct'.

Oh, still a beast that can't escape the operation of instinct.

Doom smiled contemptuously, which is why he looked down on mutants. Even the mutants who seem to be arrogant are essentially such a group of beasts that rely on instinct to operate.

But he had no intention of staying any longer.

The pressure should be appropriate, otherwise it would not be beautiful to break them all at once.

Doom's voice instantly disappeared in the air, and Eric fell to his knees in pain. Charles didn't have time to care about him, and was trying his best to communicate with everyone to get out of the shroud of those monsters.

But fortunately they still have so many helpers.

Not the army, just those immature mutants.

But from the results, the effect is not so good.

When the shock wave faced the terrifying and twisted monster in front of him, the fear and the sense of oppression from his soul made him slump to the ground in a daze, and the whole person exploded uncontrollably.

Not to mention beasts, these mutants with fragile minds and even loopholes face these twisted monsters from hell, and what they encounter is only the choice of going crazy under the indescribable impact.

"Leave... leave here!!!"

After evacuating the crowd, Charles chose to use his own spirit to merge into the spirit of those monsters, carrying thousands of pains, screaming and roaring

His condition was obviously very bad, and it was only a matter of time before he was driven mad.

The poor and unformed X-Men was on the verge of destroying the first battle before facing Doom's shot.

"Damn it! That TM is definitely God Doom from the comic universe!!!"

A blade of light shining with psychic energy shredded several **** monsters that were pounced on beasts, and in the light and shadow, the reincarnators chose to shoot, Dou Ni looked at the opened **** crack with an extremely ugly face.

They know they're in trouble, and this **** mutant plot involves a villain from the comic universe!

Thinking a little further, these tiny reincarnations might have been seen by guys like Observer Frogtu!

Damn, they're definitely involved in something that can't be solved at all!

"No matter what, let's deal with these damned things first." John opened his hands, and the surging thunder turned dozens of skeletal hounds into fly ash, but even after killing this intractable monster, they Still haven't gotten any bonus points.

Everything here is so weird and dangerous that their instincts are trembling. If it wasn't for the mandatory task of the Lord God, they would not do this **** work 100%.

"Can you seal that rift? No matter where it leads, we'll be finished if we don't seal it!"

"I'll try my best!!!"

John let out a low roar, and instantly flashed over the huge crack that was constantly evaporating the seawater.

He has no idea whether his sealing spell can deal with the highest-level product of Marvel, but he doesn't seem to have the right to choose now.

"The prison of ten thousand forbidden! Ninety-nine are connected, ten million are bound, the sky is round, the prison is square, the stars are juxtaposed, fill the treasure bottle with imprints and reach the sky!"

"The Ninety-Nine of the Dao - Final Song: Swastika is too sealed!!!"

This guy who looks like a Western magician is actually an intensifier of ghosts of death - and he is a super-high ghost of No. 99 when he shoots!

Along with his chant, a huge and pitch-black **** stone pillar fell from the sky, pressing heavily on the crack! ! !

The spiritual power of ghosts, along with John's injection, frantically consumed the magic power that maintained the rift, and under his oppression, the rift was rapidly collapsing.

"There's a show!!!" John was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but inject his own spiritual power again.

However, there was a voice in his ear that he didn't want to hear.

"Oh? It's interesting."

193. Digging the pit tirelessly

Doom is a curious person, and he always maintains a strong thirst for knowledge about the unknown.

After all, a mage and a scientist can be dull, emotionally intelligent, and even a little mentally retarded - but if you don't even have the thirst for knowledge, you might as well be a warrior with a sword.

What Doom despises the most are those who keep their mouths open and keep their mouths open and become scientists. Lazy people who obviously have countless knowledge on their mobile phones but are willing to only watch short videos are not qualified to be mages.

Doom was intrigued when John showed a ghost from the world of death.

Oh no, don't get me wrong, he wasn't interested in that rudimentary magic formula.

He can also use the sealing technique, and he stole it directly from Emperor Weishan. The composition is hundreds of times more complicated than this thing, and the difficulty and value are countless times higher.

What he is interested in is the kind of 'energy' that the other party uses

He didn't know what the spirit child was, but he felt that the power seemed to appear in this kid's body out of thin air. It's just like……

It's like there's something the devil feeding him through this kid.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. After all, strictly speaking, most of the dimension demon gods are doing this kind of thing, delivering dimension magic power to the contractor through the contract.

But what's interesting is... Is there a dimension demon in this world?

This barren, humble, doomed dividing world line?

Doom, who maintained a strong curiosity, caught John at the first time.

When the space around John changed, the cunning reincarnation immediately activated the life-saving props.

Substitute doll, activate! ! !

John's figure was instantly replaced by a cheap straw doll, and he himself activated the teleportation technique bound to New York in an instant.

"Huh, it's so dangerous, but fortunately I'm superior."

John breathed a long sigh of relief, then looked up and saw an iron masked face without any expression.

Just looking at him like this is like looking at a mentally retarded guinea pig.

"I……"

Just as John was about to open his mouth, Doom grabbed his mind just by looking at him, and was about to search his soul directly to get the answer.

It is too inefficient and stupid to use the sound of the lips and the information processed by the brain to obtain the plane of knowledge that you want.

Just as Doom was about to unscrupulously extract the soul of this guy, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"I wouldn't do it if I were you."

Doom frowned slightly, and took out the Moron totem from his waist. There is no doubt that the voice came from here - it was Mu Feng's voice

"What's the meaning?"

"That guy, there is a high probability that all the 'similars' who came to this world are processed gift bags." Mu Feng said lightly.

"They have a similar background to me. They are not dangerous cannon fodder, but if you really want to unpack him, there is a little bit of risk."

Doom pondered for a moment, and briefly thought about whether Mu Feng had deceived him, and then said in a cold voice.

"so."

"Throw the totem to him and insert it into the body. I'll have a good talk with him."

Doom inserted the Morun totem into John's chest with a look of disgust. In the flowing blood, the spider totem exuded a scarlet light.

Mu Feng rang out in this room with an obvious mocking voice.

"That's it? Is this your grand plan? Or is it a preparation for revenge on me?"

This group of cannon fodder sent by the main **** is undoubtedly here to investigate this world - although the Marvel world is dangerous, it is indeed a sweet pastry for them.

This group of so-called advanced reincarnations themselves are of course just cannon fodder, but the Lord God has buried a trap in their souls, and once they try to unpack their souls, the Lord God will forcefully pull that person away.

"This is the 'knowledge' you want."

Mu Feng controlled John's body, and directly pulled out a group of mourning souls and threw it to Doom. Doom, who got what he wanted, did not intend to stay here.

For partners who keep hands with each other, it is basic common sense not to inquire about each other's details.

At the moment when Doom disappeared, the John's body controlled by Mu Feng made a strange and cold sound.

"I think we can discuss cooperation matters, Mr. Mu."

"Finally planning to talk to me? I thought you would continue to act in secret." Mu Feng laughed while controlling his body

"Infighting is not good for the company." He whispered

"We can develop this beautiful world together, and I believe that with our ability we can..."

"Wait, wait, we must clarify before discussing cooperation - it's always your side who is picking things up." Mu Feng said lightly.

"Seriously hindering the normal work of our department through unfair competition and sending a large number of cannon fodder, this is what you have been doing, isn't it?"

"We only employ these temporary workers through legal channels to achieve the purpose of making profits for the company." The Lord God said without guilt

In fact, it is the main god, who knows that there are several guys behind this big ball of light.

Mu Feng pouted his lips in disdain, which is why people hate the introverted struggles who keep talking about 'wolf nature' in their peers the most.

What's more, this is a struggle to benefit others.

"If you want compensation, we can make corresponding compensation here." The Lord God said politely

"We can give up one-seventh of the control of the main **** space, don't know if this gift is enough?"

It seems that there are at least six guys behind the big ball of light behind the scenes.

"You guys are cross-departmental leaders." Mu Feng smiled.

"Mr. Mu is serious, don't you know that at our level, is it just a cooperative relationship with the company?" The Lord God chuckled lightly.

"There is no future in killing people, and the company doesn't want us to be so rigid, right?"

"Then how many reward points do you want to divide?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"You are insulting people." The Lord God responded with a straight face

"Whether it's reward points or exchange points, isn't it all waste to us? It's important to change the world, but it can only earn the company's dead wages."

"When we get to this point, we always have to find a foundation for ourselves to live in - for example, to really 'control' some worlds."

"Didn't you already control a lot of the world?" Mu Feng said with a half-smiling smile.

"Great Lord God Space! Great Lord of Reincarnation! Do you control hundreds or thousands of worlds? Or more?"

"But none of these can be compared with the Marvel world." The Lord God said lightly

"This is a truly perfect world. Of course, we can't eat him. But as long as there is even a parallel universe, it is a big supplement for us."

"Really? Well, I can hand over the evolution of this world to you." Mu Feng said happily

"One-seventh control of the main god? Very good, I promise, but I ask for cutting management! I don't want to share a platform with you."

"……no problem."

Mu Feng, who was in the main body of Marvel World, slowly opened his eyes, raised the black cube in his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The black magic cube flickering with mysterious shimmers transmitted a special message after another to Mu Feng's brain, then... it was just a message.

What is the main **** space? Essentially, it's just a platform.

A temporary worker platform set up by several guys of the same power as Mu Feng may not have been like this at first. But after they took over the management, it was clear that a lot of policy was adopted.

Through a large number of cheap selections of temporary workers such as "reincarnations", they can achieve the purpose of casting a wide net and catching more fish. However, they may even cut off the possibility of rising to the top of this platform.

What a monopoly capital, these guys are really having fun.

For Mu Feng, the one-seventh power of this handover essentially gives the coordinates of countless links to the world. Part of the control authority of the main **** space, the power to recruit reincarnators, and—

part of the 'right to recommend'

Being able to recommend qualified people for real employee appraisals and even promotion to "management" like them is, in a sense, a very important power.

"Heh, do you really think I'm a noob?" Mu Feng sneered disdainfully.

Of course, he didn't intend to play with these old fritters in the main **** space. It was a platform they jointly built. No matter how fierce the 'crossing river dragon' was, Mu Feng would not be able to compete with others.

But... cooperation is indeed cooperation.