Chapter 56 The End of the Zombie Universe

"It should be over here, damn, how many times have we walked on this broken road?"

The American colonel led a large group of zombies and rushed into the basement in a menacing manner. As soon as they entered the door, they were shocked by the sight before them: In the basement, a dozen robots were smashing a pile of metal fragments wantonly, making a deafening collision sound.

"Where's this guy?! I'm asking you where he is!" Hercules was stunned for a while, then grabbed the American colonel's collar and shouted.

They had gone all the way to get here just to get a few mouthfuls of meat, but now let alone meat, not even a hair was visible.

No matter how much he respects Steve in normal times, he absolutely cannot tolerate such an incompetent leader at this time.

The American colonel hesitated for half a second, then pushed the Greek zombie away and cursed: "Didn't I tell you? They... they must have teleported away before we came. Quick! Stop those robots!"

The furious zombies pounced on it, tearing the robot apart with their claws, grinding their teeth on the metal skull, venting their hunger hatefully.

It's just that the parts of the teleporter were already broken after the transmission was completed. What the Doom robot did just now was just cleaning up the final mess.

After more than ten seconds, the screws stopped, turned and hit the wall, stuck on it, leaving only little drops of blood dripping from it.

"Hmph, what the hell are you?"

A faint light flickered on their surface, shining like a faint arc of electricity. They seem to be driven by some supernatural force, floating quietly in the air behind Hank.

"But you can give it a try."

Immediately afterwards, flames shot up into the sky and engulfed the entire castle in an instant. The tiles on the roof flew in the air and turned into ashes. The marble statues made by the world's top sculptors melted into a viscous liquid and were then blown away.

"So what should we do now? Can this thing still be used?"

Hank was sitting at the dining table, wearing a dirty Ant-Man red uniform. He was blowing a light tune from his mouth, looking very cheerful. He was holding a knife and fork in his hand, cutting a piece of raw meat gracefully.

The paper ball was spat out along with the saliva and fell to the ground.

It could be seen from the way he held his head high that even though he was not here at the moment, he was still enjoying the defeat of the zombies in the basement.

Next to her, Hercules scratched his scalp and asked curiously: "What is that thing?"

The book was silent for a long time before it asked with difficulty: "You mean you won't eat me?"

"Fortunately, I didn't go there both times. There are still many survivors on the ground to find. Why do we have to chew on those hard bones with few pieces of meat? But it's just a coincidence that no one is trying to compete with us for the meat."

"The monsters left our city, and I took this opportunity to go out and search for survivors. I didn't expect to find that this pervert had tied you up and hid you here."

Around Doom Castle there was silence.

A silver-haired man wearing a purple helmet, purple tights and a cloak walked in.

"It tastes fucking awful."

The American colonel's attention was still focused on the book in his hand. Suddenly, he felt another floor rising behind him. He turned his head, and there seemed to be a faint dripping sound coming from under the floor.

"Don't eat me! Don't eat me!" Book of Death's already wrinkled face was now even more squeezed into a ball, begging frantically.

He walked over to the floor and took a closer look. He looked down, his eyes widened, and found a green countdown device underneath. He muttered to himself in confusion: "Hey Steve, this thing is..."

Those screws flew out like arrows at a suffocating speed, directly piercing Ant-Man's head. A big hole instantly opened in his head, and red and white things splattered everywhere.

At first, they trembled slightly, as if attracted by some mysterious force. As the strength increased, the screw began to rise slowly, leaving its fixed position and suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, Hank was completely unaware that several screws behind his back began to float quietly, getting further and further away from the ground.

He was tall and straight. He glanced at Ant-Man's body and then walked deeper into the room and said slowly: "It's really miserable. How could the king of a country fall into such a situation?"

Doom in the holographic image sneered directly in front of him, his voice full of ridicule and disdain.

"Nonsense. What's that on the wall?"

Soon the dozen Doom robots were dismantled into pieces, and the smell of burnt circuits filled the room.

Suddenly, the ground began to crack and bulge. The stones and soil were squeezed and deformed by some kind of shock wave, forming countless cracks that spread quickly.

"Hmph. Latovilla?"

The American colonel could no longer control his emotions. He gritted his fangs, and then let out a loud roar: "Ah————Dum————"

He turned around and plucked the gray book from the wall, which seemed to blink just now.

After the tiles shattered, the holographic image began to gradually disappear, and the image of the enemy that made him angry gradually dissipated into the air, and finally disappeared completely.

"Whoosh——"

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The teeth gently bite the fresh meat, and then a small crunching sound is made. The freshly cut tender meat was gradually finely ground in his mouth, slowly releasing its deliciousness.

Juice slipped from the corner of his mouth and wet his chin, and he grinned and muttered to himself.

After looking up and down, the American colonel said with disdain: "It's a tattered book. Dead people taste like shit. Why should I eat your skin, which has been expired for who knows how many years?"

".Are you still alive? I've never said that, and I don't really want to say it, but"

"Stupid zombies, you came too late! The fresh meat you desire has been safely teleported away by Doom, and the teleportation device was also destroyed by Doom!"

Those little guys didn't stop there. They circled around and rushed back, repeatedly rotating and hitting the remaining part of Hank's head, as if they were executing some kind of cold order.

Where Doumburg was originally located, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

As he roared, he raised the shield in his hand and threw it violently to the floor under the holographic image. The shield collided violently with the tiles, making a crisp impact sound.

"ah?"

However, Hank was still intoxicated by the delicious taste of fresh meat, unaware of everything behind it. He continued to enjoy every bite of food.

Hercules picked up a metal part on the ground, touched his head and muttered.

There was a squeaking sound, and the zombie wearing the stars and stripes tore off half of the page and stuffed it into his mouth. The paper hissed in his mouth. He chewed it hard twice, and then spit it out hard.

"These idiots really think they can get benefits there? The aerospace aircraft carrier should have seen that they are not easy to deal with."

Just as the American colonel touched the Book of Death on the wall, a floor suddenly rose in the center of the room, and a green holographic projection appeared above the floor, revealing the image of Doctor Doom.

"We have to save the world."

In the dark room, a black man with only one leg was tied to a metal table. His face was pale and haggard, but when he heard the sound beside his ears, his eyelids finally trembled slightly.

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