Due to the suggestion of an old guy wearing a white robe but with a dark heart, a being with infinitely noble concepts and a position above all things reached out and reached into the vast infinite multiverse beneath his feet. , and took out a purple individual and a ball filled with black battleships and black soldiers.
"I think there is no point in doing this."
OAA shook his head and randomly placed a few small balls in his hand on the plane between them for watching the show.
"Then don't say that. I think it's very interesting. I'm so old. Is there anything wrong with having a little fun?"
Ustir, who looked cheerful, held up the stainless steel from nowhere. The thermal insulation wolfberry water looks like a person who cannot help himself in his old age and suffers from illness all his life.
"...Okay."
If I hadn't seen the way you covered yourself with regular magic and hit people randomly with a giant war staff made from the spine of a giant ferocious beast, I would have really believed you. He is a sick old man.
"By the way, where are the others? Don't they want to have fun too?"
"They'll be here soon. They've picked out interesting beings in their own planes and thrown them in for fun. You guys..."
"Them? What else can they put? I think the Transformers are not the work of the Broken God? And the octopus face put by the God of Waves and Raging Seas. Hey, who would have thought that Pirates of the Caribbean turned out to be On their territory."
"..."
Damn old man, why are you so annoying...
"Why do I think you are talking bad about me? You are not being honest."
"No."
"Really . No?"
"..."
"Then there is."
The old man with a bewildered smile took out a coiled and shiny staff from his butt pocket.
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What exactly is my mission? What is my true destiny?
Destiny...
Maybe I should do something for my world, maybe I should do something for more worlds?
So what should I do? What is needed for the reproduction of life?
Resources...
Yes, they are resources...
It is time to control resources, allocate them reasonably or directly reduce the individuals who consume resources to achieve a balance...
Boom, boom, boom...
At the end of Temple No. 2 On the throne in the middle, Thanos, known as the Mad Titan, was thinking about something with his eyes closed. After opening his eyes, he was confused for a while, and then he felt that his car suddenly began to tremble, and then... There was an earth-shattering rumble and crash.
"What is going on?"
After picking up his golden helmet from the throne and putting it on, Thanos picked up his double-edged sword, left his throne step by step, and came to the control console of Temple 2. At that time, his fourth Obsidian general was commanding the battleship operators here.
"You are here, my master. We seem to have come to a new world, which is different from what we have known before. There is a kind of creature called human beings living here, and existences like us who come to this world are becoming more and more... More and more..."
Ebony Throat saw Thanos coming to the bridge, and he quickly turned around and offered his loyalty and courtesy to Thanos with the other three generals.
"Well...how is the situation now?"
Thanos rubbed his eyebrows and asked:
"My master, the operating power of Temple II can only reach half, and it can barely take off at present. However, the mechanical soldiers and war beasts we carried are still alive, and they can be put into battle at any time. We will do our best for your cause. Dedicate everything."
After understanding the current situation of Temple No. 2, Thanos immediately ordered:
"General Deathblade, now I need you to lead a group of our soldiers and war beasts to guard the surroundings of Temple No. 2, and Try to find out as much as possible about the situation in this world."
The Death Blade General holding a mysterious double-edged long-handled weapon placed his weapon across his chest and said half-kneeling.
"Follow your will, my great master, and I will clear all obstacles for you."
"Ebony Throat, you will continue to be responsible for repairing Temple 2, Proxima Centauri, and connecting all communications in this world. The Dark Cult The regiment has never been secretive, and it is time to announce our arrival to the world."
"As you command, my master."
"Follow your will."
When Thanos' eyes turned to the idiot holding a deformable weapon, On the black dwarf of Sledgehammer, it seems that the black dwarf is about the same size as himself and has a slightly honest face.
"Black Dwarf, you... um, you stay with me."
"Oh, okay."
After watching the four Obsidian generals doing their own things separately, Thanos turned around with Black Dwarf following him. Returned to his own lonely throne.
After ordering Black Dwarf to guard the door, Thanos put his sword and helmet aside and sat back on his throne. He seemed to be bearing something and trying to suppress something. The figure looked so lonely, so lonely. of loneliness.
Proxima Centauri followed Thanos's instructions and immediately spread the news to the entire world about the arrival of the Dark Order and the actions the Dark Order was about to take on the world called salvation.
As the current head steward of the Dark Order, Wu Muhong is well aware of the twists and turns of this world. The powerful telekinesis gives him a more flexible brain operation speed and faster thinking ability. He immediately judged that their darkness The situation that the Order will face.
"We must occupy as much space as possible to extract biomass and cultivate the dark beasts and soldiers of the Dark Order." The
most basic crazy soldiers of the Dark Order are extremely cheap and only require a large amount of biomass to clone the body and add metal Limbs can be used to complete it. Whenever the great overlord of the universe, the Mad Titan, encounters a powerful enemy, these crazy soldiers like weeds will quickly multiply on that planet. They will exterminate the enemy with the craziest speed and will.
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Alliance Headquarters
"Presumptuous!"
"Damn it!"
"Arrogant!!!"
As the largest force in the world, the three leaders in charge of the alliance are now facing the Dark Cult. They were extremely angry at the regiment's declaration of war and their almost crazy and indiscriminate killing of half of the lives to free up resources.
What do these lunatics, these guys from other worlds, do with life? ! Is it a consumable number? ! ! !
presumptuous! ! !
"Deploy our corps, dispatch the steam mechas, dispatch the power we can, and let these guys see our power!"
Cybertron City-level King Kong Commander
"In the name of freedom of life, we should surrender to the Dark Cult." The regiment declares war, and the Autobots will always fight for freedom and life. "
Deep in the Prairie
" "What an interesting guy. Optimus Prime will definitely declare war. Let the Decepticons also participate in this chaotic feast. "
Sea
" My goddess~~~~"
(End of this chapter)