Chapter 270 Help us! PhD!


Chapter 270 Help us! PhD!

Andariel's excitement seems to be unreasonable, but the excitement of this demon king caused Bulkesso great trouble.

That kind of nervous laughter is enough to annoy a mild-mannered person, not to mention that Bulcasso is not a mild-mannered person.

"Andariel! Do you really want to see Leoric's scepter!"

Bulkessor's sudden roar frightened several people present.

They couldn't hear the sounds that kept ringing in Bulcaisuo's mind, and they were confused about Bulcaisuo's sudden roar.

Only Gu Yi, who knew the situation, asked hesitantly:

"Is there no way to block the whisper of the devil in your mind?"

Gu Yi's words were slightly She was a little anxious, and it was rare for her to feel worried as she knew something about the Demon King of Hell.

This kind of whispering can destroy anyone's sanity as long as it lasts long enough, regardless of whether the person is firm or not.

When human beings are constantly receiving information, their brains will operate and think on their own. This is instinctive.

Just like it is difficult for a person who has nightmares to maintain a mental state every day, staying awake without interruption will only make people tired faster, which is inevitable.

"Unless she is tired of this kind of life."

Bulkessor said with red eyes, and the anger on his body was turning into wisps of fire flashing across his body.

Andalil's existence is still something that requires getting used to. At this time, Bulcaisel began to understand what Aidan had experienced back then.

But Andalil will not give up harassment. For the Hell Demon King who has existed for countless years, hundreds of years are nothing at all.

"Okay, now wake up Hellboy, and let him take this sword to give Nivi an end! I've had enough of this period of time."

Bulkessor tried to suppress it Shouting with his own anger.

He was already thinking about whether to revive Leoric. Perhaps Andariel's screams could make him feel a little more relaxed.

Although this idea is somewhat dangerous.

The mechanical eyes of the Cyberman's head he held in his hand flickered, as if they were analyzing something.

“I would like to ask, how do you determine that Neve’s death time is now?”

Doctor Who frowned and tightened his arm holding Neve, with the other hand He also put the sonic screwdriver in his pocket.

The sonic screwdriver did not give any response to the existence of Bulcaisel, as if the place it pointed at was just a void.

However, this does not deserve extra attention. Compared with analyzing Bulkesso, it is more important to figure out things about himself.

"I don't know this, but you should understand what you represent!"

The wasteland suit began to appear on Bulcaisel's body, and his sight shifted to the opposite side of the time rift.

The Cybermen did not bring him any sense of threat, but that end really made Bulcasso feel an ominous atmosphere at this time.

This feeling is not a threat, but the discomfort caused by being plotted against.

Now except Malthael, nothing seems to make him feel threatened.

"I just want to know under what circumstances 'I' saw her death."

Doctor Who frowned, and his question was more like talking to himself.

With the help of the power of the TARDIS, he can violate the rule that no two of him can exist at the same time, and can even have several of him appear in the same place at the same time to communicate under certain circumstances.

But Doctor Who is not sure if the "him" who saw Neve die is the one who is here now.

The way time-playing beings think about problems is different from normal people.

Time, for Doctor Who, requires abiding by the rules, but also teasing and breaking them a little.

Whoever makes him a child of time enjoys privileges in itself.

At least Doctor Who knows that he will not watch Neve die and do nothing. Even if it is "doomed", he will try to resist.

Unless he himself confirms that it is doomed.

For a guy who travels anywhere in the timeline, the past, present and future are not so absolute.

"I think everything you tell him about time is of no value. No matter how you look at it, Bulcaisel doesn't look like the kind of existence that can tell time."

Tony took off his Mask, and then walked to the time rift.

After meeting Bulcasso, he also "searched" relevant information from SHIELD's information database, so he knew something about Bulcasso.

Tony is also very interested in time, but this is not his focus after all.

Compared with that, the Cyberman's body deserves more attention from him. He cares very much about things that contain the beauty of technology.

"However, I am very interested in the technology of the Cybermen. Is this what these guys are called?"

Tony picked up the stump on the ground and looked at it. He did not dare to take it from Bulcasso's hand. To get things, I can only pick up "garbage" from the ground.

The structure and assembly of the machine cannot be hidden from his sight, but this energy beyond comprehension deserves more attention.

The energy contained in the Cyberman's body is amazing, but it is also terrifyingly stable.

These guys can sustain a long battle, but they will not cause serious harm due to damage.

This stability has surpassed the light bulb on his chest.

"What are we doing here? Can this guy be hacked to death?"

Rorschach used his foot to step on the ground again, where Hellboy was about to get up. Complained.

In his opinion, the previous exchanges were somewhat off-topic.

He kicked Hellboy's hand holding the Sword in the Stone by the way, but he couldn't get the guy to let go of the Sword of Kings with only the handle left.

Frank walked a little staggeringly to Bulcaisuo and said with some confusion:

"I don't care about time or anything like that. Gil is still with those mages. Is this war over?" ?”

Frank stared at Bulcasso.

Ever since the wasteland suit appeared on Bulcasso, the discomfort has become very obvious.

“Perhaps, the war has just begun.”

Bulcaisel stared at the seemingly slow-moving Cybermen and said seriously.

Behind the Cybermen army, he seemed to feel the presence of the Hell Demon, but he was not sure.

This is not reasonable, because the connection between the other end of the time rift and this world will definitely not last long.

But if that aura really comes from the Demon King of Hell, then the guy over there has already reached his peak state.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Hell Demon to hide his identity in front of Bulcasso.

"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor?"

The Cybermen at the other end began to make mechanical sounds calling "Doctor". Although the time passed at different speeds in the two places, the sound was indeed the same as normal. There is no difference in speaking speed.

Perhaps the Cybermen who were the first to come to this side have uploaded information about the flow of time, making what those guys said sound normal on this side.

"Cybers, what do you want?"

Doctor Who temporarily put aside the questions and began to communicate.

After all, there were very few people he was familiar with who couldn't communicate. Even Dalek, who was full of destruction and hatred, would still have a few words with him.

"Help us! Doctor!"

The eyes of the head held by Bulcasso were flashing and making a sound. "What the hell!"

This moment in Doctor Who is downright terrifying.

Will the Cybermen ask for help? This thing is simply outrageous!

How could this creature, which can survive no matter what the circumstances, just like a mouse, still seek help one day?

Even the Daleks have not completely destroyed the continuation of the Cybermen.

This kind of thing actually asks for help from others. This is simply the scariest joke Doctor Who has ever heard.

A single Cyberman can completely transform a civilized planet into a Cyberman territory. An existence that regards continuation as its highest order should not be in a situation where it needs help.

"What do you mean? What happened to you? Daleks?"

Doctor Who asked eagerly.

Bulkessor was hesitating whether he should go through this time rift to explore the aura that made him feel uneasy.

It's not that he hesitated when facing the Demon King of Hell, but that now he is not sure whether he can come back after the past.

Bulkeso must treat anything regarding rules with caution.

"Help us, doctor!"

The Cyberman head was still calling, but it never gave out the specific situation.

However, at this moment Accardo's expression suddenly changed.

His Blood River experienced a large-scale attrition, seemingly in an instant.

"I still have things to deal with. I hope I can see you here again when I come back."

Accardo said casually and left the scene.

This place has nothing worth caring about for him.

Originally, he came here to deal with the demons crawling out of hell. Now that the passage to hell has been blocked, it is time for him to do other things.

Just outside, Walter, the old butler, appeared again.

But this time he wore the appearance of his youth.

He didn't seem to care much about aging at first, but he did something very ridiculous.

He exchanged his little remaining life for his youth.

Aging is a very cruel thing for a originally strong man. As a human being, Walter also has a dream. He wants to have a real contest with Accardo.

At this time, he finished the transformation carried out by the last brigade and appeared in the city again!

It's just that at this time, he no longer has his own will and has become a killing weapon.

The person who transformed him was the scientist in the last team. This guy was also called "Doctor".

What’s even worse is that one of the participants in this transformation is Murdoc, a guy who is good at mind control.

Walter has lost himself and is using special silk threads to crazily harvest the lives of all those who can move!

"Walter, enjoy your last time. I still want to win this war."

The major's face has lost its normal dignity, revealing the somewhat horrifying look on his face. Human mechanical body.

At this time, he was as ugly as the T-800 in "Terminator".

Only half of his face was left with that hateful smile.

"Major, can we really push Accardo into a corner?"

Lieutenant Lip Van Winkle asked with serious injuries.

She did not take much advantage in the brief battle with Tony, especially after she was bombarded by a series of micro missiles, and even the musket in her hand was damaged a lot.

"It's not the time yet, but he will do what we imagined."

The major patted his torn clothes with his robotic hand and said casually.

The last step of the plan was when Accardo began to draw blood to regain his life.

If Accardo was not forced into a desperate situation, that proud vampire would not necessarily absorb the blood and souls everywhere.

After a high-intensity battle, most of the souls in the blood river have been lost.

But it is far from a "desperate situation" yet.

"What is that weird flame?"

The major muttered quietly.

If Prius had not spread the Holy Flame, then Accardo would no longer have the power of Blood River.

Thinking of this, the major gritted his teeth.

"Can I leave now?"

Mordoc looked at the scarred Major and Lip Van Winkle with an unkind expression on his huge head.

Neither of these two people have strong fighting power. This sentence is more of a threat than a question.

"Of course, my ally, thank you for your help, now you can do what you want to do."

The sarcasm revealed on half of the major's face, for the devil Doc answered without caring about what he said.

"I just want to..."

Mordoc just showed a ferocious smile, and only halfway through his words a strong arm with white gloves pressed on his side.

The Werewolf Captain is back!

The werewolf who was looking for death did not die in the hands of those huge demons after all.

Although he was covered in injuries, he was still alive.

The tight coat and military cap on his body have disappeared, and his stern face is full of displeasure.

“Get out of here and hide so that you don’t find him again.”

A layer of cold sweat on Murdoc’s big head was reflecting the light of the fire.

Among the people present, Major Robot cannot control his mind, and the werewolf itself has the power to block his mind control.

Lipp Van Winkle, on the other hand, had no weapons and no force sufficient to reverse the situation. Murdoc flexibly changed what he wanted to say.

Of course he has a trump card, but this trump card is killing people outside.

Now Walter has not only regained his peak strength, but thanks to the joint transformation of the final team and Pioneer Technology, he is now much stronger than when he was young.

Although this also means that his life will end in less than three hours.

But he already has enough power to fight head-on with Dam Dugan, Dugan and Steve.

After landing, the three Dugans immediately rushed towards the location where the airship fell, and then ran into Walter, the God of Death.

When facing Walter at his peak, Dugan and John Wicker were somewhat unable to intervene.

The Winter Soldier is trying his best to block those ubiquitous threads. The movement of the three people is completely blocked, and even in danger.

Fortunately, before Dugan and the others were dealt with, Steve and his team finally arrived, and Steve was accompanied by Rumlow and Matthew.

The three of them have eliminated many enemies and demons along the way. Steve's condition can be considered pretty good now, but Matthew and Rumlow are at their peak.

Huh~ The minimum guarantee of 6,000 words has been completed, but the update of 10,000 words has not been restored...

I will try to adjust my state again today to see if I can become more efficient.

 

 

(End of this chapter)

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