During the Vietnam War in the 1970s, former S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury had already embarked on the Super Soldier project.

He found a black dragon that had been frozen, as a source of extraordinary power.

Fury pierced the iceberg with a special instrument, and carefully extracted a little black liquid from the dragon. These liquids possessed the ability to possess the body, giving the host a physical quality beyond imagination.

S.H.I.E.L.D. calls this liquid "symbiosis".

"A long time ago, we had dealt with the symbiote." Coleson stood in front of the iceberg, looking at the dragon that seemed to be dead, his face solemn.

"Deadpool once acquired a symbiote named'Venom.' The source is unknown, but what is certain is that the venom did not come from this giant dragon. SHIELD's blockade and surveillance have always been very strict."

Coleson said: "The venom has already been forcibly stripped from Deadpool by Downey. We don't even know what secrets this symbiotic creature hides. We don't even have the origin of this giant dragon. figure out."

Mei Jingjing looked up at the black dragon, silent.

Coleson also stopped talking. In the face of the cruel reality of the bad news one after another, all the explanations were actually superfluous.

"I order to restart the Symbiote Corps plan." Coleson said solemnly, "I need more powerful soldiers, even if the parasitic fate of this kind of thing is very miserable, it is only after repelling the enemy of the Apocalypse. Things to consider."

The soldiers parasitized by the symbiote during the Vietnam War ended up being lunatics regardless of the enemy and us, and their brains fell into extreme madness and tyranny. This result also made Fury had to suspend the symbiote plan at the time.

However, Coleson no longer cares about this little sequelae, and can't do the Apocalypse, can't survive this time, everyone will be finished.

Can only take risks, extract the body tissue of this unknown dragon on a large scale, and create more symbiote soldiers.

The more the better.

A large number of professionals took a needle-like instrument, lifted it with difficulty, and then cautiously pierced into the iceberg. After touching the dragon's body, they immediately activated the suction of the instrument, sucked in a little liquid, and quickly pulled it away.

The black liquid came back to life immediately after it came into contact with the air, constantly twisting, looking for something with the probe.

Coleson waved his hand, and a group of soldiers who had already prepared walked over and reached out to touch the black liquid. When the symbiotes came into contact with life, they desperately squeezed through like chicken blood. These parasitic soldiers let out a scream and knelt on the ground with their heads in pain.

"Everything is for victory, if you can win, this price is not a big deal."

Coleson thought silently, his eyes stiff and dull.

Yes, it's just a mere human life. The most indispensable thing on earth is human life. There are as many as you want. Rather than let the demons kill outside, it is better to bring them all back to accept the parasitism of the symbiont, and then send them back to the battlefield.

The huge dragon is still standing quietly in the iceberg, his black body is motionless, and it seems to have no sense of everything, but the sharp and cold depression is constantly exuding, making this huge base extremely dull.

No one speaks, everyone is busy, extracting symbionts, creating symbiont soldiers.

Coleson looked at it for a while, turned around, raised his foot, and walked towards the gate without looking back.

Behind him, rows of black warriors followed behind him in neat steps.

...

The erosion of the earth's war situation has exceeded everyone's imagination, and has shattered the cognition and optimism of the people on the earth again and again.

The demon-like army drove continuously from the Apocalypse Star to the earth, these things are in groups, the combat power is fierce, but they are cunning to the extreme, and it is difficult to kill.

The cutting-edge combat power of the earth united, carrying the expectation and hope of all the people on the earth, and a **** battle with the steppe wolves.

But the result was extremely tragic. If the Flash suddenly increased ten times the speed without the Flash exploding, maybe none of them would survive, and they would all be hacked to death by steppe wolves like a watermelon.

A large number of second-rate heroes died in battle, and those responsible for their combat power and wisdom also died or were injured, and suffered a great defeat.

Steppenwolf, the only **** clone of the Apocalypse Star, only showed a hideous corner slightly, which made life on the earth feel fear and trembling from the heart.

Don’t forget, it’s just a small clone that is attacking the earth, a relatively powerful consumable among the countless clones of Steppenwolf arranged in the multiverse.

This is the only god, this is the only **** from the star of **** and apocalypse. Such a powerful clone is less than one ten thousandth of the strength of the steppe wolf itself.

Steppenwolf stood on the Australian mainland, with boiling seawater at his feet. By his side, countless kinds of monsters covered the sky like locusts, blocking the sun and blocking the air.

The satellites in the sky filmed every movement of Steppenwolf in all directions. The demon-like figure made the entire earth fall into dead silence, the heart almost burst, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Somewhere on the earth, a superhero temporary center, a group of scarred and dim-looking heroes gathered together, dragging their tired and disabled bodies.

"What shall we use to defeat that monster..."

For a long time, Robin spoke dryly, tasting the **** taste in his mouth.

Everyone looked over, turned their heads, and fell into a long silence.

All of you present here are elites from all over the world. Everyone has defeated many super villains, all of whom have achieved a lot.

But now ~lightnovelpub.net~ everything they are proud of is torn to pieces in front of steppenwolves, and their weaknesses are exposed in front of unprecedented terrible enemies.

The US team knocked on the table with the remaining left hand, and said solemnly: "I have faced many bad situations..."

"Ha, that's enough, Steve, don’t use your little mess on the battlefield of World War II as an example. It’s not the same at all! The enemy you face will die and fail, but what we face now will not be !"

Hank Pym, a generation of Ant-Man, said with a sneer.

"The same thing we are facing now!" The US team yelled, looking at the gray-faced heroes, he was extremely anxious, trying to boost his morale.

"Rhode is dead." Tony said to himself, "That guy always salivates over my various types of armor, but I won't give him a new armor... if I change it for him New battle armor, maybe he won't die..."

Iron Man's face was pale, which was a sequelae of the massive blood loss. His most powerful battle armor couldn't stand a single move in the hands of Steppenwolves, and it exploded with a single touch. Although he was lucky enough to get his life back, his self-confidence was hit by a huge blow.