The wind and snow covered most of the traces of pedestrians' movements, but larger creatures would not be buried in a short time, let alone a lot of corpses.
The bald heads were slightly covered by the ice and snow, but they still reflected the aurora in the sky.
These corpses were all dressed in white sheets and blue cloaks. They were all bald and shining, but they were piled together like garbage. There were thousands of them at least, paving a bloody road out.
"Are they all dead?" Su Ming took out a cigarette, lowered his head to block the wind, lit it, and took a puff. The biting cold suddenly flowed into his chest.
"Hey."
Strangulation means that there is no one alive, everything is completely cold, there is no temperature, and there is no heartbeat.
As for whether all the Observers are dead, it doesn't know. No one knows how many Observers there are in total.
"Tsk, there's nothing we can do about it."
The death knell walked on the rugged road piled with corpses, but it was like picking melons in a melon field. He kept tapping each bald head with his fingers, as if he was trying to pick a ripe one.
After walking a few steps, when he came to the body of a particularly tall observer, he seemed to have received satisfactory feedback. He stretched out his hand to wipe the snowflakes off his bald head and said:
"That's it, strangulation, see what's in his head."
The black tentacles flowed towards the body lying face down on the ground and penetrated through its ears, and then there was a sound like drinking yogurt through a straw.
However, after a few seconds, the strangulation showed that there was nothing in the other party's brain. Although there was this organ, its basic function was similar to that of the human heart. It was used to provide blood circulation power, rather than a place to store information.
"Oh?" Su Ming remembered. The observer's brain is indeed not responsible for storing memories. All their memories are stored in their eyes.
Whether it's technology or memories of the past, everything they see will be perfectly recorded, waiting to share the story with their compatriots.
Otherwise, why would he be called an observer?
Thinking of this, he reached out and turned the corpse over on the ground. It was a little bit frozen, but with a few pries with the God Killer, things went smoothly.
But when the huge observer turned over and faced up, he saw the other person's face. Where the eyes were supposed to be, there were only two blood holes left. The condensed blood had turned into ice and hung in the deep
Beside the eye sockets.
He took a puff of his cigarette and went to dig through another corpse. What he saw was exactly the same. This man's eyes had also been pulled out.
Yes, judging from the traces, it shouldn't have been dug out, but pulled out with force. The optic nerves are gone.
"Turn over all the bodies and look at them."
He ordered the strangulation to begin. With so many observers around him, there couldn't be an eyeball left, right?
"Hey." The strangler immediately began to work. If he encountered a body that was too frozen and too solid to break apart, he would take off the head for inspection.
But this is Marvel, and things often develop in the worst direction as expected. Thousands of corpses of observers are spread on the nearby roads for several kilometers, but they are all in a tragic state with empty eyes and bleeding from their orifices.
The time of death cannot be seen. In a dimension where everything is frozen, these corpses are still very fresh.
The clue was lost, but Su Ming just shrugged:
"Well, at least we know how the dark elves invaded the earth. Someone helped them use the technology of the observers."
"Hey."
I don't think that those shady firewood sticks can deal with the group of observers. It must be a very powerful existence that makes these bald heads die inexplicably.
"No matter who did it, the other party knows very well that the observers can enter and exit the main dimension at will, and that information and memories are stored in the eyeballs." The death knell shook his head and knocked on his forearm, signaling the adjutant to teleport him away: "There are no footprints.
, there is no smell of the murderer, no residual energy fluctuations, poking out people's eyes, this weird feeling, could it be the beholder Shuma-Glash?"
Plop.
The dark elf's body was not heavy, but it was thrown to the ground violently, as if the murderer had a deep grudge against him.
But it can also be said that Wolverine went to Deadpool's wedding yesterday and was so angry that he naturally vented it on the invaders of Utopia.
The small island nation of mutants was also attacked by the Dark Elf army. Fortunately, no one stayed in TVA for a long time. Otherwise, I am afraid that there are only some children and family members left on the island today, and they would definitely not be able to cope with this kind of war.
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"Bah!" The enemy stabbed him twice with a machete. Logan also stabbed the enemy with his claws. Even though the enemy was dead, he could still spit on the corpse while standing: "Pinkeye! Think of a way, the enemy
There are too many, and there are too many places we need to defend!”
The Cyclops was called but did not give a corresponding response. In addition to continuously emitting heat vision from behind his glasses and attacking the enemies approaching him one by one, he no longer cared about directing the battle.
He was now supporting Qin Gray, who was shaking violently, and constantly comforted her, asking her not to be too excited, so as not to make Phoenix lose control.
At this time, Professor
So now the mutants on the east side of the island are fighting on their own, until Magneto steps on the manhole cover and flies from the west side of the island.
The troops of the dark elves are indeed considered elite. They don't even groan when they are killed. However, the armor they wear, the weapons they use, and even the elements that make up their bodies all contain metal components.
And that's why they were restrained by Magneto.
Lao Wan is an example of a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. He stepped out of the air, raised his hands flat, and then turned his hands and pressed them to the ground.
"snort!"
The armor of the elves suddenly turned into life-killing talismans. Squeezed by the powerful force, they were like squashed cans, with red and white flowing all over the ground.
Although other mutants are not bad either, when it comes to killing large areas, Magneto is better at it.
The battlefield suddenly became quiet. Magneto glanced at it and left gracefully. He wanted to go to the south of the island.
Utopia is an isolated island in the sea. At this time, enemies are attacking from all directions, so he can only fight the fire from all directions.
But as soon as he walked away, a blue light appeared next to Professor
"Oh? Little Charles, are you still busy here?"
When Phoenix saw the arrival of the death knell, he immediately stopped making trouble and just looked at him eagerly, as if he wanted to be taken out to eat.
"Phew, you came just in time, Uncle Slade." Professor
"You don't need to worry about those things. Just keep your hometown safe. I'm here to find Wanda. Where is she?" Su Ming smiled and patted the old boy on the shoulder, breathing in the sea breeze filled with the smell of blood.