Chapter 804 Bringing up a Dutiful Son

It was only then that he discovered the problem.

This laboratory is quite complete, with no trace of damage.

He walked all the way from the ruins outside and saw that all the Hydra members he saw died because of light arrows piercing their vital points. One fatal blow would never go wrong. The precise and elegant slaughtering technique could almost be called an art.

However...these experimenters were different.

There were no visible injuries on their bodies, only bleeding from the seven orifices caused by suspected brain trauma.

When he first came in, his attention was all on the container, so he didn't observe it too carefully.

But looking back and thinking about it carefully, there are flaws almost everywhere.

Those light arrows can hit everyone accurately. As long as you are a member of Hydra, no matter where you are hiding, you will be hit by light arrows falling from the sky. One blow will directly penetrate your vital points, no matter how tight the protection is, it will be useless.

As long as you think about it for a moment, it's not difficult to guess the truth.

The experimenter was already dead before the light arrow fell, so he was not selected by the light arrow.

What killed the experimenters... was this unknown enemy.

Being able to manipulate dead bodies, this evil method made Steve feel very disgusted.

"Did you kill all these people?" Steve calmed down and planned to test it first.

"You are very smart." Under the control of the hive, all the corpses gave a stiff and ugly smile: "I killed them, who dared to control these damn bastards?"

"I'm curious. All the Hydra members in the base should have been locked by the falling light arrows. How did you survive?" Steve frowned, wondering how it escaped. .

"The reason is very simple." All the corpses smiled sinisterly and said at the same time: "The target of those light arrows is not me at all."

Target without it?

Steve was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.

The implicit meaning of the hive is that it is not included in the Hydra, so the light arrow is not aimed at him at all.

"Did you... just call her 'mother'?" Steve glanced at the container without any trace, and vaguely guessed the answer.

"I thought you were very smart..."

A sneer appeared on the faces of all the corpses, and they said, "Haven't you already read the information? Haven't you guessed it yet?"

"Sure enough...it's exactly what I thought." Steve's pupils shrank slightly, his breathing quickened slightly, and he said solemnly: "You are...they created it based on this girl. The cloned product.”

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

The cold air that permeated the area was as pervasive as sucking the bones and squeezing out the marrow, and there was a trace of depression in the air.

"Watch your words, Captain America."

The hive seems to hate 'cloning', and the face of the corpse is twisted and ferocious: "I am a great creation that surpasses human beings, a supreme existence that has stepped into the realm of gods, opened a new era, and is the son of God who brings blessings!"

Speaking of excitement, the corpses opened their arms one after another, as if God was embracing the world.

"God? I think you are more like a psychopath." Steve sneered and said mockingly: "How about I introduce you to a place, St. Elizabeth Mental Hospital, which may be more suitable for a guy like you."

He has seen too many such 'psychopaths'.

Red Skull and Beehive, one or two, all dream of becoming gods.

Although he didn't know exactly what God was like, he was certain that at least it was definitely not like them.

"Are you... looking for death?" The corpse controlled by Hive had clearly visible anger dancing in his gray eyes, and his gloomy gaze was like a sharp knife, wanting to stab him to the core.

"Stop pretending."

Hearing this, Steve sneered: "From the beginning, you had no intention of letting me live."

"Did I show it so obviously?" The corpse's mouth stretched to its ears, and its smile looked terrifying and ferocious.

"The malice in your eyes... is too obvious." Steve secretly increased his vigilance and said coldly: "Before you become a god, I suggest you learn how to be a human first. "

"Why learn from humans?"

The surrounding corpses gradually gathered around, showing a vague encirclement situation: "A truly powerful existence never bothers to hide itself. Only weak creatures in nature will use camouflage to whitewash their appearance."

Allowing those corpses to surround him, Steve showed no sign of timidity and behaved quite calmly and indifferently, as if he didn't take them into consideration at all. He said with scorching eyes: "Before I officially take action, I have one last person left. question."

"As a sacrifice to the god who is about to be born, you are qualified to ask me questions." Hive said arrogantly: "It's just that this answer needs to be exchanged for your life and blood."

Steve ignored its arrogant speech, and just glanced at the girl in the container. Under those calm eyes, there were turbulent waves hidden, and said calmly: "The look in your eyes when you look at this girl is full of excitement. Disgusting greed, what on earth are you planning to do?”

"You know about parasites, these creatures?"

There was an unspeakable evil in the eyes of the corpse controlled by the hive, and he said calmly: "Parasite in the bodies of living things, constantly absorbing the host's nutrients, gradually growing into a complete body, and eventually completely replacing the host, turning them into Become your own puppet."

"So...this is your ability!" Steve looked at these corpses, and he realized something in his heart. His stomach was churning, and he said a little disgustingly: "It's like a disgusting parasite, controlling other living things. Yeah?"

"Wrong, very wrong."

The corner of Beehive's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm: "This is just a metaphor. Besides, I have no interest in teaching my enemies about my abilities."

"Your purpose is... to control this girl?" Steve said in a deep voice.

"Half of the answer is correct, but not completely correct." A pair of eyes looked past Steve and towards the girl in the container, their eyes full of greed, wishing to take her as their own: "She is my mother... Only her body is the most suitable for me."

"I can feel it..."

"The power contained deep in her soul is huge enough to destroy a country!"

"As long as I can occupy and replace her will, I can control that huge energy and become a true god from now on!"

The hive's emotions are at their peak, excitement mixed with fanaticism, and the crazy eyes are terrifying.

"But...isn't she your mother?" Steve clenched his fists, his eyes flashing coldly.

"Of course, I've never denied that."

Beehive grinned, licked his lips, and said, "But to dedicate everything to your children, from body to spirit, isn't it the noble maternal love that a mother should give?"

"......Who told you that?"

The corners of Steve's eyes twitched violently, and his outlook was about to collapse.

"The memories of these seventeen people tell me that mothers should give everything for their children." Beehive smiled and said: "Cultivation of the best children is the most noble duty of a mother. Even if you give everything for this, it is still right."

Isn’t this those damn NC comments?

Steve was stunned when he heard this. Tens of thousands of mud horses were running wildly in his heart, and he was speechless for a moment.

This guy's twisted cognition of emotions all comes from the evil NC scientist!