Chapter 353 Victor is dead, destruction is imminent!
Crackling——
Accompanied by the sound of metal breaking.
A metal fist of the power armor, wrapped in the energy flames erupting from the elbow, landed abruptly on the semicircular metal structure.
Boom!
And as metal wreckage and countless fragments splattered all over the ground.
The faint purple light that seemed to be flashing with code patterns was extinguished in an instant, and there was no sound anymore.
Until this moment, Doom, who was suspended in the air, subconsciously exhaled from his mouth and slowly said:
"I know that the spy organization Leviathan supports the Harlem family to take over, and I also know that their twelve constellations are all super-powered people, but I never knew that they actually have this mysterious technology that can completely block magic..."
"If it weren't for these things, even if I was betrayed by a trusted comrade, I wouldn't have fallen into such a difficult situation."
Doom, with his eyes missing, followed the sound and gave a bitter smile towards Rorschach's direction.
He raised a few trembling fingers with great effort and moved them back and forth a few times.
The invisible mental power immediately reappeared and broke the two metal hooks that pierced the scapula.
Doom's severely injured body fell heavily to the ground with a dull crash.
However, Rorschach, who was standing nearby, did not come forward to help.
Doom groaned, gritted his teeth, and climbed up from the cold and wet ground, barely straightening his scarred back.
Only then did Rorschach drive the power armor and step forward.
He casually took out a crystal clear panacea from the storage box of his power backpack.
After stuffing it into the other person's palm, which was covered in blood and dirt, he said calmly,
"This is a healing drug called Panacea, a super medical method unique to our team. Your lost eyes and various injuries on your body can be restored. If you have any hidden diseases in the past, they will also be cured."
"Alien technology? Or do you mean... our team has a level of technology that far exceeds that of Earth?"
With a solemn expression, Doom tightly grasped the cold panacea.
He turned slightly and asked Rorschach.
"Some aspects of science and technology are indeed far ahead of modern times, especially a series of war-related technologies that are beyond the reach of the entire earth."
Rorschach answered and slowly turned around while driving his power armor.
He leaned over and picked up a two-foot-long piece of complete metal structure from the ground and attached it to the back of the power backpack. He continued to say to Doom:
"However, the level of technology in other areas is average, so I never reject the use of alien technology. On the contrary, pragmatism is the hard truth of seeking truth from facts."
"Well, if we calculate the time, my people should have almost cleared the entire castle. Victor, you should also recover from your injuries as soon as possible."
"Let me be frank with you. For reasons that you and I both know, it is impossible for our team to openly help you liberate the entire country."
Rorschach's words were not finished.
Doom's facial expression quickly returned to normal and he nodded vigorously.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand and stuffed the panacea into his mouth, while he sneered to himself,
"Haha, I understand, I also understand your difficulties... In fact, we, the resistance army, still have a lot of blood debts to settle with the Harlem family and Leviathan!"
"hiss--"
At this moment, the panacea in his body gradually took effect, causing Doom to gasp subconsciously.
——When
Doom's eyesight recovered, even the injuries on his body were basically healed.
When he opened his eyes for the first time and saw the power armor on Rorschach.
I couldn't help but blurt out a bunch of obscure technology-related terms in an attempt to discuss something with Rorschach.
Rorschach managed to understand part of it.
However, as the other party's questions gradually increased, the difficulty also increased exponentially.
Rorschach, who was suffering from a headache, had to spread his hands and expressed helplessness.
All questions should be left to the technical priests in the team to answer.
Doom and the other party must have endless topics to talk about.
Doom, with a faint smile on his face, didn't say much.
He simply blinked his regained green eyes and nodded at Rorschach.
Not long after, Rorschach driving the power armor.
Doom found a dark green cloak and put it on and walked towards the entrance of the dungeon.
After the two people who had been silent all the way successfully arrived at the lobby of the castle.
Under the muddy yellow light.
The stormtrooper squad, whose ceramic steel shell was splattered with scarlet blood, had already returned to their original position.
However, on the ground near them.
Also kneeling was a white-haired old man in a silk nightgown.
At this moment, the white-haired old man looked with fear at Rorschach who was walking towards him and Doom who was following behind.
Rorschach immediately received reports from the chief and others through his communication device.
The white-haired old man in front of him is the highest-ranking officer of the Harlin family left in Satellite City No. 3.
It is also one of the branches of the Harlem family.
Rorschach originally wanted to ask the other party more about the Harlem family.
But he suddenly noticed.
From the moment Doom showed up, he kept staring at the other person with a pair of cold eyes.
Even the expression on his face was as hard as a piece of ice that could not melt.
It seems that during this period of time, the white-haired old man, as the highest commander, has tortured Doom a lot.
"Doom, he's yours."
Rorschach said calmly to Doom who was standing behind him without hesitation.
So, with Rorschach's approval, Doom took a deep breath.
He stepped forward slowly, and an uncontrollable hideous smile gradually appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Doom leaned over slightly, lifted up the white-haired old man who was kneeling on the ground, and held him high in the air.
Then, before the white-haired old man could beg for mercy, tragic howls, one louder than the other, quickly resounded around him.
The limbs of the white-haired old man were torn off bit by bit by Doom's invisible telekinesis!
After the bloody limbs were thrown on the ground by him very casually.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Wisps of hellfire carrying the stench of sulfur suddenly swept out from Doom's palm.
And quickly wrapped around the dying white-haired old man, who had only his torso left.
In the blink of an eye, the other party was completely burned into handfuls of scattered black ashes!
"The lackeys of the Harlin family who have wreaked havoc in Latveria for countless years! This is just my resistance leader Victor... No, Victor with ideals has died in that dungeon..."
"From now on, I am 'Doctor Doom' of the 'Terra Star Corps'!"
With a solemn expression, Doom raised his chin slightly.
He turned and stared into Rorschach's helmet eyepiece, speaking in a serious tone.
Rorschach, who had remained silent, drove his power armor and stepped forward.
He raised his hand, took off the metal helmet and tucked it into his arm.
A pair of blue wolf eyes looked down at Doom who was so close, and slowly bared the snow-white fangs in its mouth:
"Welcome to my team...Doctor Doom, Victor Doom!"
Thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)