Although millions of humans have died in his layout, such a number does not satisfy Smith Zhou.

Because the resentment and pain arising from such a number of humans at the time of death cannot be eliminated by the power of the million suns represented by Robert. If he is not refined alive, then his plan will obviously be somewhat unsuccessful.

Smith Zhou's idea was to refine this special existence into a medicine to create an unparalleled elixir. For this purpose, he did not hesitate to arrange a formation that completely fell between the two countries. He even simply used the idea of ​​refining the firewood for this elixir.

This idea is not an exaggeration. Even for him who came up with this idea and took it over, he felt a little too cruel and bloody. However, for the sake of the so-called glorious future of mankind, he did not think that he was wrong to do so.

Progress always comes with pain, and only after being baptized by pain can human beings move towards a new world. Smith Zhou believes in this. But he hopes that all this can go smoother, because after all, it is billions of lives.

Even if it was just a little smoother, it was enough to give hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions more chances of survival. This was not the tears of a crocodile, but the real mercy of Smith Zhou. After all, his purpose was to allow humans to have a brighter future, rather than to erase this group of humans. Therefore, pity and other things are not ridiculous.

But there is a prerequisite for this, that is, his plan can be implemented smoothly. Now it seems that the situation is not as smooth as he imagined. Therefore, these extra pity and sympathy naturally become things to put aside.

"The actions of those fierce gods are still much lighter than I imagined. Is it because I don't feel the actual pressure? Or am I overestimating their strength?"

Smith Zhou clenched his fist a little hard, and as the movements on his hands changed, the fog that enveloped the entire UK began to become heavier.

This aggravation not only refers to the change of the thick fog, but also a change in the body's perception. When you are in such a fog, you will feel a heavy load. It is like being shackled by a shackle and ankle tied by an iron chain, and every movement begins to become difficult.

This situation is already a serious problem when it is on the side, let alone in such a crisis-ridden situation. So, in just a moment, Smith Zhou saw with his own eyes that the blood in the big hole in front of him became thicker again.

This means the most violent death, and it also means that the dead have never been willing to resent and pain until they die. This kind of thing happened to them, which really makes them completely unable to understand. They even don’t understand why such things happened until they die.

And only a few people understand all this. These people will not tell them the truth, at most, and just like Smith and Zhou, who would pay tribute to a tombstone, send a few irrelevant words.

"Go with peace of mind, your efforts will lay a stronger future for mankind. Human beings will always remember your efforts and sacrifices today, although this is only forced. But I will remember yours."

The resentful spirit in the sea of ​​blood could hear his speech, but even if they could hear it clearly, they would probably be unable to change anything. Just like the thousands of victims who have become numbers in previous history, they are dead, so naturally they can't do anything.

This world has always been a world dominated and controlled by a small group of people. The weak have no right to speak. Victor is also very clear about this, so he is now trying his best to prevent himself from becoming such a pathetic weak person. The only way to guarantee that he will not become that kind of existence is to complete the tasks assigned by the terrible man to him.

Assassination of Mephisto is almost an impossible task. For Victor, who has always understood the principle of self-protection, he would never do such things himself. Therefore, a smart man like him has already thought of other ways. In the method he thought, Wisk became an indispensable person.

At this time, Wisk's value is no longer simply reflected in death. In Victor's plan, he already has a more important position, and this makes him a guy who must never die at this time.

At least, he must not die on that ship. So he began to rush toward Wisk's place, trying to save the piece before everything was irreversible. However, this was not easy, because at this moment, the battle at the escape ship had entered its final stage.

Because he had the idea of ​​harming Wisk at the beginning, Victor made some special small moves in attracting monster attacks. He used magic to create phantoms. With the cover of thick fog, Wisk did not see that most of the monsters that were shadowed in the fog were illusions. And when he hurriedly joined the battle situation under the premise of making contributions, he suddenly realized that his side would be in an unsustainable situation.

It was impossible for him to leave at this time. Because as the monster army was solved by those guys with overpowered combat power, the guy who wanted to take the opportunity to attack became more conspicuous. Especially for those who already have a lot of connection with him, this is even more so.

He was already stared at by someone. Alice, who had worked with Umbrella, stood behind him at this moment and pointed one of his hands at him.

"Albert Wisk, finally let me find you. I thought you would have thought you were a mouse in the stinky ditch, hiding in the dirty corner of Hydra for the rest of your life. I didn't expect that you would have the courage to appear here, you, the remnant of Umbrella."

"Is this a member of the Superman organization Cerberos in Hydra? It seems that you have a lot to do with the monsters here. Are these things you made? Or is it that Hydra people tampered with each other here, and everything that happened here was Hydra's hands?"

Behind him was Alice, with a deep hatred, and in front of him was a little spider with a terrifying and terrifying look. There were many superheroes on both sides surrounding her. This situation was the worst no matter how you look at it. So Wesker immediately raised his hands wisely and showed a somewhat stiff smile.

"It seems that I was being plotted against. So, I surrender! In this way, I should be able to get a relatively generous treatment."

How could he not understand the fact that Victor designed it at this time? Since this is the case, no matter how stupid he is, he will never be able to make any stubborn moves. Because it was a joke about his life, and Wisk, who had never been loyal to anyone, obviously put his life first.

The performance of Wesker's erratic performance made these Avengers who were energetic from beginning to end feel an indescribable weirdness. Hydra's actions have always had such a characteristic. They are precise, efficient, and there are almost no mistakes, as if everything is under their control. Such a characteristic becomes more and more obvious as the person who is called the Baron comes to the surface.

At the moment, Wisk's performance is not in line with Hydra's movement rules at all. It looks like a minion who is full of troubles with Hydra's name. If it weren't for recognizing Wisk's identity, these people would have thought this was a clumsy imitation made by some ignorant guy.

It is precisely because they recognized Wisk that they became more alert to the current situation. In their eyes, this is likely to be a deliberate action, just like Captain America's rebellion. It is very likely that these people are planning something secretly, and they are just being kept in the dark at this moment.

With such suspicion, Natasha, who temporarily held command before General Ross returned, couldn't help but ask questions to Wisk like this.

"What are you planning? Are everything here Hydra's plan?"

"It's okay for you to understand this way, ma'am. However, things may be a bit different from what you think. In my opinion, you seem to be overly worried now."

Weisker, who had a smile on his face, subconsciously wanted to comb his hair, but he had just made some moves, and a hard movement had already poked his waist.

"Man, can you not move your hair that has been licked like a baboon? What I hate the most is that a big man takes care of himself in front of me, which always makes me feel like I have been ridiculed. At this time, I usually like to insert my baby into the anus of such a person to make his expression more exciting. Do you want to give it a try?"

Looking back at Wade's expressions were very serious. Wisk couldn't help but turn his head and look at Natasha who was talking before.
Chapter completed!