Druid of Marvel - Chapter 2208

[Chapter 2112 Backhand]

In the laboratory of the Presbyterian Church, Stark stood in the control room of the Animus, looking at the magical machine in front of him.

Sophia, the inventor of the “Animus”, and his father Alan stood behind Stark, looking at the back in front of him with despair.

Stark in a steel suit and seven flying swords strangled all the security personnel in the laboratory in just ten minutes, as well as the angel warriors who were trying to cover the evacuation of the two key figures…

Stark is not pure hell’s kitchen hob meat, he has no habit of killing indiscriminately.

Therefore, many researchers in the laboratory survived, and the two initiators also survived.

Watching Stark use a data cable to import the laboratory’s central computer and start downloading the “Animus” data.

Sophia said sarcastically: “Iron Man is also interested in other people’s inventions? Can I receive a large check?”

Stark glanced back at Sophia, who smiled and said, “The ‘Animus’ is a genius invention, and I admit I’m a little bit interested in this stuff.

I can write you a check right away if you want, but first you have to survive.

”

Sophia listened and said a little excitedly: “Why?

The history of this world is a history of violence, and the impact of anti-social behavior on society and economy is immeasurable.

Humans are genetically rooted in violence that keeps us from finding the right way out.

What we have to do is to find a way to cure ‘violence’, let the ‘violence’ gene withdraw from the human body, and then everyone can enjoy a peaceful and happy life.

What are we doing wrong?

”

Stark glanced at Sophia curiously, he smiled and said: “Cut off the frontal lobe of a person can also achieve the effect you want, why do you have to work so hard to remove the so-called ‘violence’ gene from the human body eliminate?

Have you asked other people’s opinions?

If ‘violence’ is something we are born with, why would you want to take it away until I don’t hurt others?

”

Saying that Stark looked at Sophia, who had obviously suffered some kind of psychological trauma, he smiled and shook his head, and said, “I shouldn’t actually tell you this nonsense, because you don’t seem to listen at all.

But I think you should consider those ‘experimental’ ideas.

If you hate ‘violence’, how did you get the ‘experiment’ to be obedient?

You don’t need to explain to me. When Alvin comes, you can explain to him why there are alien warriors here.

And why do you want to eliminate the ‘violence’ that stifles the development of the earth when the earth is expanding outward.

Oh, and most importantly, where did those human bodies used by the angel warriors come from?

”

Sophia listened, looked at her father a little bewildered, and then said somewhat uncertainly: “I don’t know any of this…”

Stark admired the code projected by the bracelet in front of him, as if he were admiring a masterpiece.

Hearing Sophia’s weak defense, Stark said with a smile: “You don’t need to explain to me, do you know that the result is actually no different.

If you know, then you’re damned!

If you don’t know, can you forgive yourself after I tell you the reality?

Your choices will tell us whether you are as innocent as you say you are.

”

Saying that Stark glanced at the time, he smiled and said: “I personally think that although your purpose is questionable, the machine you invented is very valuable.

Your actions also prove that only violence can restrain violence!

If you take away the resistance gene in the human body, when the human beings face the danger in the future, there will be no resistance.

You want to turn human beings into lambs of God without giving them the means to protect themselves.

Who is the real ‘sociopath’?

It might take a little while for Alvin and the others to come up, after all, it is very troublesome to detour.

You still have a little time to summarize your statement,

Then try to convince Alvin, and the assassins you are using as experiments.

”

Sophia listened, and she sat down heavily on a chair.

Ever since her mother was shot by a robber, the brilliant scientist has been searching for a way to eliminate the human gene for violence, believing that if she succeeded, she could save countless lives.

People who are paranoid can’t listen to objections, not to mention her father has been fueling the flames, and even the entire “Presbyterian Church” has integrated countless resources to assist her.

Because she wants to achieve her goal, she must get the “Golden Apple”.

The “Golden Apple” is not only an artifact that can control human minds, but also contains the complete genetic map of human beings.

As long as key nodes are found, targeted drugs can be used to eliminate so-called “violent” genes.

This is the common purpose of Sophia and the “Presbyterian Church”, but the starting points of the two sides are completely different.

“Are these real?”

The limp Sophia looked at her father Alan, and she said in a desperate tone, “You urged me to speed up the experiment just because you didn’t want to conflict with Alvin, you already knew what was going on, right?

Are the words you said when you encouraged me, all lies?

”

A proud smile appeared on Alan Qingzun’s face, and he said, “No, it’s not all lies, I’m really proud of you.

Because you’ve done what no one else can, we’ve actually done it!

Humanity will be in order because of your invention, and the ‘Templar Knights’ will lead humanity to reshape a perfect and harmonious society.

”

When Stark couldn’t help but wanted to ridicule the old man Allen, Alvin walked in from the door with a group of assassins.

Like Stark said, he took a detour just now…

Looking at the researcher in the control center, Alvin shook his head with a smile and said, “Why are there still people alive?

Dude, being soft-hearted is not a good habit!

Leaving a living mouth to talk nonsense with them will eventually lead to trouble.

”

Saying that, Alvin looked at Alan with a very calm expression, and he said with a smile: “You are dead, but before that, I still want to know, are you a human or a heroic spirit?

Your identity will determine my attitude towards the entire Presbyterian Church!

It is normal for human beings to have ambitions, and it is understandable to want to dominate the same kind.

You are a Heroic Spirit, but if there are people in the ‘Elders’ who think like you, then I will kill them all at all costs.

Even if this slows down the pace of the universe into which the earth enters!

”

After Allen heard this, he helplessly shook his head and said, “You surprised me with your generosity!

But it’s too late to say anything, we won!

We’ve found the ‘Golden Apple’…”

Alvin looked at this old guy who was still stubborn when he was about to die. He took out his mobile phone and made a video call…

Looking at the picture inside after the phone was connected, Alvin waved his hand and put the image into the air, and said, “Unless the mage of Kama Taj is also yours, I don’t know where you can get the ‘Golden Apple’.”

Looking at Strange’s hands in the image, he used dozens of mana ropes to bind two heroic spirits with outstretched wings, and then the fat man Wang Yuan jumped high in the air and broke it up with a mana sledgehammer. The heads of two heroic spirits, and then reached out to catch a quaint box…

Seeing Allen staring at him incredulously, Alvin said sarcastically, “It looks like you must be the heroic spirit of Warnerheim, and you must have some hidden contact information.

But how did you have a daughter?

Did your wife put a hat on you?

”

When Alvin was talking, a yellow vine suddenly emerged from the ground, pierced through Aaron’s chest from behind, and then picked him up in the air.

When Alvin was on the move, Strange, who was far away in Seville, Spain, said impatiently: “Dude, we are mages, you can’t treat us as little brothers.

We’re all busy saving the world every day, and you have a grudge against the Warnerheim guys, why don’t you just chop them up yourself?

”

When Strange was talking, the fat man Wang Yuan came over, he showed the box in his hand to Alvin, and then said unhappily: “It’s best to say that the contents here are as important as you say…

I’m on a date with Miss Swift, and one of your calls screwed up my candlelight dinner!

”

Alvin looked at the fat man Wang Yuan with contempt, and said, “Why the fuck can’t you wake up? That chick in Tyler is also something that a poor mage can handle?

Sooner or later you will put on a green hat and become the scumbag in her lyrics.

If you don’t want to go to war with the entire Templars, just bring me the Golden Apple.

”

Fatty Wang Yuan was a little unconvinced and held out his obviously thinner belly, and said, “I found that since I fell in love, my figure has improved a lot.

This is the power of love, it makes me omnipotent!

”

Strange looked at the crowd coming around, he waved his hand to open an orange time-space door, and while pulling the fat man Wang Yuan away, he complained: “Yes, since you fell in love, in order to save money, you spend every day Eat only water and bread. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com

The old mage Karen thought you were enlightened and wanted to practice hard, but you bastard took all the funds of the New York Temple to date the chick.

Dude, you’ll overturn sooner or later like this…”

Fatty Wang Yuan walked through the time gate and looked at the vast Nevada desert, he coughed to signal Strange not to demolish his stage, and then said to Alvin, “Find someone to pick us up.

What’s up with the ‘Templars’ you just said?

Since the Dark Elf incident, the London Temple has had some ties to the ‘Templars’ or ‘Presbyterians’, and they have never reported a problem.

”

Alvin looked at Wang Yuan, the fat man who changed the subject with contempt, and said, “If the person in charge of the temple is your kind, of course you won’t find the problem?

Can Kama Taj allow your behavior of embezzling public funds to pick up girls?

I bet you didn’t even hold that chick Terry’s hand…”

Saying that, Alvin ignored the red-faced fat man Wang Yuan, he waved to Barry who had been looking around, and said, “Man, go pick me up.

Then our old gentleman can give up!

He looks sober and I have a few more questions to ask him…”

Alan, who was pierced in the chest and held in the air, did not show the slightest expression of pain. Under Sophia’s terrified eyes, he broke free from the shackles of his body and regained his identity as an archangel.

The three pairs of extremely weak wings were fully stretched out, and Alan, whose appearance became handsome and gentle, said while enduring the mental extraction of the golden vine: “I lost, but it does not mean that Warnerheim also lost… …

I’m just an irrelevant person, you never know our final plan…”

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