Chapter 1848: The Madman's Journey (Twenty-Six)
Doomsday, an outrageous monster created by a DC editorial department that is dead and biting a lighter.
It can be said that the inevitability of the appearance of this piece of shit, Laughing Maniac, was first seen when Doomsday was created. The combat power nesting doll will always hit the south wall one day, and the method chosen by DC editors is to pile up settings and hit it hard.
If the Laughing Bat is the product of the editors' intellectual nesting dolls, then Doomsday is completely the pinnacle of the force nesting dolls, and these two nesting dolls have a common feature, that is, they must create a setting to make this character have no upper limit.
Laughing Maniac is a typical god of prediction. Anyway, no matter what is drawn in the first half of the publication, as long as there is a sentence in the back that Laughing Maniac predicts your prediction, then whatever he does next is reasonable.
Doomsday is evolution. No matter how strong its opponents are, Doomsday can absorb their abilities and evolve, and the evolutionary ability is unlimited.
However, the fighting faction has a fatal disadvantage compared to the intellectual faction, that is, it is possible to be beaten to death in a relatively weak period, so the editors' clever little heads suddenly had an idea and added another strange setting to Doomsday, that is, Doomsday spores.
Simply put, this is a special parasitic ability that the adult Doomsday can use. It can release destructive spores. The vitality of any organism within the range of the spores will be absorbed by Doomsday, and once the spores are attached, they will become the host of Doomsday.
When the main body of Doomsday is killed, as long as there is even one Doomsday spore, it can reproduce in the host's body, complete rebirth by devouring the host's flesh and vitality, and then continue to evolve into a nesting doll.
The Doomsday Superman, who is well-known in the fan circle, is actually a Superman infected with Doomsday spores. His combat power is also ranked among the several alienated Superman forms.
The reason why Helen didn't try it immediately when she saw this instinct was because she felt that it was too outrageous. As a Japanese destroyer, she knew better than anyone the outrageousness of this ability.
In terms of form, the Doomsday spores and the Symbiote Factor are a bit similar. They both exist in the form of particles and can attach to others to achieve parasitism.
But the problem with the Symbiote Factor is that the particles are their life form itself. Once the particles are devastated, the symbiote will also die, and the smallest unit of the Symbiote Factor residue will not allow the symbiote to continue to survive. They need to retain at least part of the tissue.
And in this extreme case, the symbiote revived by the small amount of remaining tissue may not be the original one. When 99% of their body tissue structure is destroyed, their consciousness will also dissipate, and the subsequent rebirth is more like a new life.
But the Doomsday spores are not like that. They can float in the universe in the smallest unit of particles until they find a host, and after rebirth, they are still the previous Doomsday. The individual consciousness will not dissipate with the loss of tissue structure.
In other words, Doomsday is both a substance composed of microscopic particles and a microscopic particle itself. The two states of existence complement each other and transform into each other.
Moreover, according to Helen's observation, there is no such thing as the smallest spore of Doomsday. It can split as small as it can survive, far beyond the microscopic range currently understood by humans. In other words, theoretically, Doomsday is absolutely immortal.
What's even more outrageous is that after Doomsday is reborn from the state of Doomsday spores, it will still retain the evolutionary ability before rebirth. Not only will it not be cancelled, but it will not even need to retrain its level.
Anyone who sees this kind of heaven-defying ability will be stunned. Helen only regards it as a means of saving life in extreme situations. After all, under normal circumstances, it must be good for the body.
But now, according to Schiller's words, this ability seems to be actively applied to other aspects. Could it also become a parasite like Venom?
Helen asked this question carelessly, and Venom exploded immediately. He bared his fangs and roared at Helen: "I'm not a parasite, you damn brat! Apologize now!"
Helen picked her ears and pretended not to hear anything. She thought it would be faster to try it herself than to ask Schiller, so she waved at Eddie and said: "Stand away, or I might hurt you."
Venom was about to taunt, but Eddie ran out of the door. He knew how powerful Helen was. A crazy Asgardian alone was not something that ordinary people could resist, so it was better to stay away.
Schiller also flew out of the door silently. The Doomsday spores were too weird, and it was hard to tell whether they would have an impact on non-substantial existence. Out of caution, it was better to stay away as much as possible.
Helen was the only one left in the room. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Schiller only saw a thin, colorless mist rising from her side. In an instant, the ground under her feet and the surrounding walls all began to fade.
With a swish, the mist was retracted into Helen's body. She looked at her hands in shock. Schiller floated by the door and asked, "How does it feel? Can you control it?"
"It's amazing." Helen exclaimed, "This is not the spores I released, this is myself... This is another form of my existence."
"It's hard for me to describe it to you, but when I become this form, I can perfectly control every spore and drive them to devour killing and destruction, but at the same time I maintain consciousness in another strange way, as if I am the collective consciousness of countless lives."
"Can you swallow the zombie virus?"
"Maybe, no, I mean of course." Helen turned her head and looked out the window and said, "There is no way any virus can be my opponent. I can swallow them all."
Helen looked at Schiller again and said, "The zombie virus is solved, it's that simple."
"No, don't forget our other purpose, we still have to save the zombie Spider-Man." Schiller smiled and looked at Helen and said, "Brainwave therapy soothes his emotions, just to prevent him from being swallowed by extreme negative emotions and having self-destructive thoughts."
"He will come out of the shadows with his strength and kindness. Of course he can do it, but we need to provide a little help."
A day later, in the meeting room of the Avengers base, all the superheroes looked up at a news broadcast on the screen.
"Here is an urgent news. At 6 pm yesterday, a special virus invaded New York State. The infected people's skin turned gray-green, they were confused, their appetite increased, and they had a strong desire to attack. Our station reminds all residents to take precautions..."
"New York Express, ten hours ago, our reporter reported that a large-scale outbreak of zombie virus occurred in the Bronx. The infected people showed symptoms of lip rot and exposed teeth, and they were also bloodthirsty, hungry, violent and had a strong desire to attack. The police have rushed to the scene to investigate..."
"Our station's exclusive report, major news, major news, many places in New York City were infected with zombie virus on a large scale. The mayor of New York City announced a state of emergency in New York City twenty minutes ago..."
"What the hell is going on?!" Captain America knocked on the shield, and everyone else's eyes fell on the zombie Spider-Man.
"I have warned you." The tone of the zombie Spider-Man was very low. He looked around at the superheroes around him and said, "Time is running out. I'll make it short. This is not the first time I've met you."
"My universe and your universe have entered a time loop. Simply put, disasters spread to each other and cannot be stopped. At a certain time, the universe will be reset and your memory will be lost."
"In the previous reincarnations, I have gained some experience and found a feasible solution. Next, you must cooperate with me to..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The violent sound of knocking on the door came from outside the base. The superheroes rushed out of the meeting room and looked at the door at the end of the corridor. There was a huge angular bulge there.
Iron Man widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "What the hell! The door is made of vibranium!!!"
As soon as the voice fell, a huge black shadow rushed directly into the base of the Avengers with a "bang". When several people looked closely, they found that it was a hound three times the size of the usual one.
Its skin was a corrupted gray-green, its eyes were red, its fangs were bared, its saliva was drooling, and it rushed towards the superheroes violently.
Zombie Spider-Man was stunned. The situation was once again beyond his expectations. Wouldn't the zombie virus infect animals? ! What is this thing? !
The superheroes of the Avengers rushed to fight. Captain America slapped a shield, and the corrupt hound just tilted its body slightly. Everyone found that this thing was not easy to deal with.
Unfortunately, the corridor of the Avengers base was very small, with only two people standing in a row at most. They could not form an encirclement formation, so they could only face the enemy head-on.
No one expected that the vibranium gate would be directly knocked open. Most people were not prepared for the base to be attacked. Many people didn't even bring their equipment. Iron Man wore a battle suit, but Hawkeye didn't even take a bow.
Relying on its smaller size and stronger jumping ability, the hound stepped on the wall and jumped over the difficult-to-break Captain America with a few lightning jumps. He exerted force on his waist, threw his head and landed at the end of the team, and opened his bloody mouth to bite Dr. Banner's arm.
Banner retreated in pain and screamed. Iron Man reached out to pull him, but it was too late. Out of self-preservation instinct, Hulk appeared in an instant, and a deafening roar echoed over New York.
The green giant jumped to the ground with a painful face. He kept scratching his arm, making a huffing sound, and then angrily punched the ground with his fist, but he seemed very weak and only broke some floor tiles.
After the zombie Spider-Man rushed over, he looked at the Hulk's painful expression and said, "He may be infected. Find a way to subdue him quickly, otherwise it will spread to more people!"
Without his reminder, the Avengers superheroes came out. Iron Man flew into the air and forced the Hulk to move with a cannon. Captain America threw his shield with all his strength, causing the Hulk to stagger back a few steps.
Natasha took the intercom to notify S.H.I.E.L.D. for fire support. Hawkeye stood on the roof and drew his bow to aim at the Hulk's eyes. The local Spider-Man shot spider silk at the Hulk's feet to hinder his actions.
For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on the infected Hulk, even the zombie Spider-Man, so he didn't see a pair of blood-red eyes lit up in the ruins of the broken ceiling behind him.
"Ah!!!!"
The zombie Spider-Man, who was knocked down by the corrupted hound, screamed. The hound bit his shoulder hard, and half of the zombie Spider-Man's body was bleeding.
Fortunately, Spider-Man next to him was quick-witted and rushed forward to knock the hound away, preventing it from tearing off the zombie Spider-Man's arm.
The zombie Spider-Man was panting on the ground in pain, trying to turn over, and holding the wound tightly with one hand.
He thought he had long since stopped feeling pain, but for some reason, the pain of this wound almost made him faint, and even made him scream and roll on the ground.
The pain blurred his vision, so he didn't see that the transparent spores were injected into his blood vessels along the hound's fangs, and started a battle with another black virus flowing in his blood.