Doomsday, an outrageous monster created by a DC editorial department who had no life left and bit a lighter.
It can be said that the inevitability of the emergence of this piece of shit has begun to appear as early as the moment Doomsday was created. There will always be a day when the combat matryoshka will hit the south wall. The method chosen by DC editors is to pile up settings and hit it head-on.
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If the Laughing Bat is the product of the editors' intellectual nesting dolls, then Doomsday is the pinnacle of the martial arts nesting dolls. And these two nesting dolls have one thing in common, that is, they must create a setting so that the character has no
upper limit.
Laughter is a typical god of prediction. No matter what is drawn in the first half of the publication, as long as the sentence "Laughter" predicts your prediction, then whatever he does next will be reasonable.
Doomsday, on the other hand, evolves. No matter how strong its opponents are, Doomsday can absorb their abilities and evolve, and there is no upper limit to its evolutionary ability.
However, the martial fighting sect has a fatal flaw compared to the intellectual fighting sect, that is, it is possible to be beaten to death during a relatively weak period, so the editors' clever little minds suddenly had an idea and added the day of destruction.
Another weird setting is the Doomsday Spores.
To put it simply, this is a special parasitic ability that the adult body of Doomsday can use. It can release destructive spores. The vitality of any creature within the range of the spores will be absorbed by Doomsday, and once it is attached to the spores, it will
Will become the host of Doomsday.
After the Doomsday's body is killed, as long as there is even one Doomsday spore left, it can thrive in the host's body, complete rebirth by devouring the host's body and vitality, and then evolve into a matryoshka doll.
The Doomsday Superman, who is somewhat famous in the fan circle, is actually a Superman infected with Doomsday spores, and his combat power is ranked among the several alienated Superman forms.
The reason Helen didn't try it immediately when she saw this instinct was because she felt it was a bit too outrageous. As a person who destroyed the Japanese, she knew better than anyone else how outrageous this ability was.
From a formal point of view, Doomsday spores are somewhat similar to symbiote factors. They both exist in the form of particles and can possess others to achieve parasitism.
But the problem with symbiont factors is that the particles are their life forms themselves. Once the particles suffer a devastating blow, the symbionts will also die, and the smallest unit of symbiont factors remaining cannot allow the symbionts to continue to survive. They
At least part of the organization needs to be preserved.
And in this extreme case, the symbiote resurrected from the remaining small amount of tissue may not be the original one. When 99% of the tissue structure of their body is destroyed, the consciousness will also dissipate, and the subsequent
Rebirth is more like new life.
But the Doomsday spores are not the same. They can float in the universe as the smallest unit of particles until they find a host. After rebirth, they will still be the previous Doomsday. The individual consciousness will not dissipate with the loss of organizational structure.
In other words, Doomsday is both a substance composed of microscopic particles and the microscopic particles themselves. 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 the Doomsday. How small it can survive after splitting is far beyond the microscopic scope of human understanding. In other words, theoretically speaking, the Doomsday spores can survive.
It is absolutely immortal.
What's even more outrageous is that after being reborn from the Doomsday spore state, Doomsday will still retain the evolutionary abilities before rebirth. Not only will his account not be canceled, he won't even need to retrain his level.
Anyone who saw this incredible ability would be stunned. Helen only used it as a means to save her life in extreme situations. After all, under normal circumstances, she must be in good health.
But now listening to Schiller, it seems that this ability can be actively used in other aspects. Could it be that it can also become a parasite like venom?
Helen inadvertently asked this question, and the venom exploded immediately. He bared his fangs and roared at Helen: "I'm not a parasite, you damn little brat! Apologize!"
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 her hand to Eddie and said: "Stand away, otherwise I may hurt you."
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As soon as Venom was about to taunt, Eddie ran out of the door. He knew how powerful Helen was. Just a crazy Asgardian was not something ordinary people could resist, so it was better to stay away.
Schiller also flew out of the door silently. The Doomsday spores were so weird that it was difficult to tell whether they would affect non-substantial existences. 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 surroundings were all gone.
The walls all started to fade.
With a swish sound, the mist returned to Helen's body. She looked at her hands in shock. Schiller floated by the door and asked: "How do you feel? Can you control it?"
"It's so amazing." Helen sighed and said: "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 turn into 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, just like
It’s like I am the collective consciousness of countless lives.”
"Can you swallow the zombie virus?"
"Maybe, no, I mean of course." Helen turned to look out the window and said, "There can't be any virus that is my opponent, I can swallow them all."
Helen looked at Schiller again and said: "The zombie virus has been solved, it's that simple."
"No, don't forget our other purpose, we also have to save the zombie Spider-Man." Schiller smiled and looked at Helen and said: "Brain wave therapy calms his emotions just to prevent him from being swallowed up by extreme negative emotions.
and have 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."
One day later, in the Avengers base conference room, all the superheroes looked up at a news broadcast on the screen.
"The following is an important piece of news. Yesterday at six o'clock in the afternoon, a special virus invaded New York State. The infected people's skin turned gray-green, they were confused, their appetite increased, and they also had a strong desire to attack. This station reminds all residents to take more precautions...
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"New York Express, our reporter reported back ten hours ago that a zombie virus broke out in a large area in the Bronx. The infected people showed symptoms of rotten lips and exposed teeth, as well as increased bloodthirst, hunger, violence and desire for attack.
, the police have rushed to the scene to investigate..."
"This station has an exclusive report, big news, big news, large areas of New York City are infected with the zombie virus, and the mayor of New York City declared a state of emergency in New York City twenty minutes ago..."
"What the hell is going on?!" Captain America knocked on his shield, and everyone else's eyes fell on the zombie Spider-Man.
"I warned you." Zombie Spider-Man's tone was very low. He looked around at the superheroes and said, "Time is running out. Let me make a long story short. This is not the first time I have met you."
"My universe and your universe have entered a time loop. To put it simply, disasters spread to each other and cannot be stopped. Every time a certain time comes, 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..."
"Bang! Bang bang!!!"
A violent banging sound came from outside the base door. The superheroes rushed out of the conference room and looked at the door at the end of the corridor, where a huge edge had been bulged by the impact.
Iron Man's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "What the hell! The door is made of vibranium!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "boom" and a huge black shadow rushed directly into the Avengers base. When several people took a closer look, they saw that it turned out to be a hound three times the size of the normal one.
Its skin was a rotten gray-green color, its eyes were red, its fangs were bared, it was drooling, and it charged towards the superheroes ferociously.
Zombie Spider-Man was shocked. The situation was once again beyond his expectation. Zombie virus can't infect animals?! What is this?!
The superheroes of the Avengers hurriedly responded to the challenge. Captain America slapped him with his shield, and the corrupted hound only slightly tilted its body. Everyone found that this thing was difficult to deal with.
Unfortunately, the space in the corridor of the Avengers base is very small. At most, there are only two people standing in a row. They cannot form an encirclement formation, so they can 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 did not even bring their equipment. Iron Man did wear a battle suit, but Hawkeye didn't even hold a bow.
Relying on its smaller size and stronger jumping power, the hound stepped on the wall and jumped like lightning several times past the difficult-to-break-through Captain America. He exerted force on his waist, flicked his head and landed at the end of the team, opening his big mouth and biting him.
On Dr. Banner's arm.
Banner retreated in pain and let out a scream. Iron Man reached out to pull him, but it was too late. Out of the instinct of self-preservation, Hulk appeared instantly, and a deafening roar echoed over New York.
When the green giant jumped to the ground, his face was full of pain. He kept scratching his arms and making huffing sounds. After a while, he punched the ground with his fist angrily, but he seemed very weak and only smashed some pieces.
Brick.
After Zombie Spider-Man rushed over, he looked at Hulk's painful expression and said, "He may be infected. Find a way to subdue him quickly, otherwise he will infect more people!"
Without his reminder, the Avengers superheroes came out. Iron Man flew into the air and used a cannon to force the Hulk to move. Captain America threw his shield with all his strength, causing the Hulk to stagger back a few steps.
Natasha took the walkie-talkie to notify SHIELD for fire support. Hawkeye stood on the roof and aimed his bow at the Hulk's eyes. The local Spider-Man shot spider webs at the Hulk's feet, trying to hinder his actions.
For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on the infected Hulk, even Zombie Spider-Man, so he didn't see a pair of blood-red eyes shining through the ruins of the broken ceiling behind him.
"ah!!!!"
Zombie Spider-Man, who was knocked down by the Corrupted Hound, let out a scream. The Hound bit him hard on one shoulder, and half of the Zombie Spider-Man's body was immediately covered in blood.
Fortunately, Spider-Man next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands. He rushed forward and knocked the hound away, preventing it from tearing off the zombie Spider-Man's arm.
Zombie Spider-Man gasped in pain on the ground, turned over hard, and covered the wound tightly with one hand.
He thought he couldn't feel pain for a long time, but for some reason, this time the wound hurt so much that he almost passed out, and even made him scream and roll on the ground.
The pain blurred his vision, so he did not see the transparent spores injected into his blood vessels along the hound's fangs, starting a battle with another black virus flowing in the blood.