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Chapter 48 - To Prevent the Emergence of the Xenomorph Universe, the World Guardian S.H.I.E.L.D. Decides to Defeat Duval

The Xenomorph in front of the World Guardian S.H.I.E.L.D., which had an inflated size and was rapidly evolving, was the one that S.H.I.E.L.D. had decisively raided and successfully snatched while Duval took the main force away from New York to New Mexico.

These scientists had long known the relevant information about the Xenomorphs and were now in a frenzy, hoping to see this kind of creature controlled by them.

"This Xenomorph is a little too smart. After Chestburster from a prisoner, we locked it in an Adamantium cage and shocked and froze it. It immediately became well-behaved and very quiet."

Hill held a document in her hand, flipping through it quickly, and said at the same time.

Fury stared ahead and said, "But from another point of view, its well-behavedness will only arouse our suspicion. This just shows that it is not that smart, but just pretending to be smart."

At this time, the Xenomorph had completed its transformation, and its size reached the level of 2.7 meters.

Fury just glanced at it, and the restlessness in his heart cooled down slightly: "Too thin."

"The Matriarch needs time to grow. According to the information provided by Blade, when he first saw Duval, the Matriarch next to Duval was only two or three meters tall. But in the New Mexico incident, that Xenomorph's size had reached four and a half meters," Hill said.

"But this is not right. All the Xenomorphs around Duval, except for the Matriarch, will grow rapidly within a few hours after Chestburster. After transforming at an abnormal speed, they will stop developing."

"Maybe this is the special thing about the Matriarch. Preliminary judgment is that the social structure of Xenomorphs is similar to a beehive. The Matriarch leads a Xenomorph tribe. Now we have initially controlled this newborn Matriarch through pheromones and will soon be able to control an entire Xenomorph group." Hill looked at the report in her hand and explained.

Duval always dispatched Xenomorphs to plunder some Vampire populations, which led to Duval's name already being well-known in the Vampire world and even the entire underworld.

Through so many actions, large and small, forces with a little level, through continuous observation, roughly figured out some superficial habits of this kind of Xenomorph.

And now, Fury believes that he has begun to explore the core area of the Xenomorphs and is about to fully control this kind of creature.

"Look, the Matriarch is making Biological Tubes! Maybe it's about to lay eggs!" a scientist shouted loudly.

A group of people immediately began to use the pheromones extracted from the Xenomorph secretions to communicate with the Xenomorphs.

They were very busy, at least confirming that the Facehuggers born by the Matriarch could also be controlled by them.

"It's time." A sharp glint flashed in Fury's one eye, "Send a senior agent to contact Duval and invite him to join S.H.I.E.L.D.! The thing he is most proud of has been mastered by us. In our eyes, he has no secrets."

The unsheathed sword is the most frightening. Fury knows this very well. When Duval's secret is stripped open by him, and Duval's biggest reliance—the Xenomorphs—is also taken away by him, he no longer has any scruples.

What? Thunder God's Hammer? Isn't that lifted by Thor? What's more, in Fury's eyes, Asgard is not a true god after all, but just a relatively advanced and powerful race.

Then the gold content of the Thunder God's Hammer must first be questioned. What's more, as long as Duval is taken down, what Duval can do, they can also do, and they will definitely do it better! "Invite him to join which team? Avengers? Howling Commandos? God Hammer? Sky Cavalry?" Hill read out a series of names.

"Howling Commandos."

"Excellent idea, with Blade there, we can also monitor him."

Fury glanced at Hill expressionlessly: "Not because of this, I just don't regard him as a human being. A guy who can stuff Xenomorph larvae into his chest and replace them at will can't be regarded as a normal human being no matter how you look at it. He is more suitable to be with those Ghouls, mummies, and zombies."

As for the Avengers? That's not possible. This is the NO.1 team in Fury's mind, and only absolutely trustworthy people can join.

"But he lifted the Thunder God's Hammer. Thor originally left him, but he took the initiative to go back. This makes it impossible for us to judge the position of Thor and Duval in Asgard."

"I don't admit that he is the Thunder God. Not long ago, he was just a human being. We now have the strongest power he possesses!"

Fury turned and walked out of the laboratory.

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"It seems that you have made crucial progress over there, otherwise you wouldn't have sent you to invite me." Duval looked at the beauty in front of him seriously.

Natasha flicked her wine-red hair, her lips parted slightly, and while talking to Duval, her eyes had already drifted to Thor: "S.H.I.E.L.D. is a global organization that opens its doors to everyone with ability and ideals—"

"We can change the way of speaking, otherwise it's too tiring. Also, when you talk to me, you can look into my eyes instead of staring at Thor. He won't go with you."

"That's rude, but guests from Asgard should be treated better. A little carelessness may cause a global diplomatic dispute..."

Natasha moved closer to Duval, and the special perfume sprayed on her body exuded bursts of fragrance, directly arousing hormones, but before she could finish speaking, Thor said in a deep voice: "I have no interest in your organization, and the smell on you is terrible, I want to sneeze."

Natasha's face froze. In terms of charm, she was ignored by Thor.

It's not because she is not beautiful or enchanting enough, it's purely because Thor is staring at the surrounding Xenomorphs, especially those newly appeared Xenomorphs that are parasitized by the biochemical monsters cultivated by Mister Blue, touching them from time to time, seizing the time to familiarize himself with the situation of the Xenomorphs, and starting to think about how he should command this army to fight against the Frost Giants after returning to Asgard.

This newly appeared burly Xenomorph similar to the Abomination Xenomorph naturally attracted Natasha's attention. The cunning woman glanced at it and quickly looked away, but in fact, she had already remembered everything in her brain.

Duval smiled and said, "It seems that your beauty can't impress a god with more than a thousand years of experience. My intuition tells me that you know men very well, but don't forget, if I really want to do something, I obviously have better candidates."

The smile on Natasha's face disappeared little by little, her muscles tensed, ready to strike at any time, staring at Mystique Raven who was walking over.

Every few steps Raven took, she changed into the appearance of a beauty, each with protruding breasts and buttocks, any one of them was top-notch, and finally turned into Natasha's appearance.

"Fury sent me to invite you to join the Howling Commandos. Blade is also in this team. You will be good partners. As long as you nod, you will start as a level nine agent. Globally, level nine is a very high starting point."

Natasha's face stiffened as she said, "We will also provide you with a professional scientific team to assist you in advancing bioengineering. All kinds of precious knowledge and resources will be tilted towards you."

"What do I need to give in return?"

"Obey S.H.I.E.L.D.'s command, give up personal control over Thor, including your Xenomorphs, which will also be counted as your strength, join S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Thunder God's Hammer—"

"Listen to this woman's nonsense, Thor. These people actually think I'm controlling you. Also, she's not even willing to address me as Thunder God Your Excellency."

Just as Thor was about to erupt, Duval spoke, and a single sentence made Thor's eyes widen, his face full of helplessness.

Duval looked at Natasha and said seriously, "I won't join a bunch of thieves. You know what I'm talking about. You took something very important from me. I also want to remind you that no matter how hard you try, in my eyes, you're just creating a bunch of ridiculous imitations, which can never match me."

Natasha finally frowned, "Are you really decided? You are very likely to be defined by the authorities as a super criminal, an uncontrolled group force, and you will never be able to enjoy freedom. This is absolutely not allowed."

"Like the Brotherhood, The Hand, Hellfire, Kunlun, the Ten Rings Gang, the Inhumans, Atlantis? Do you need me to think of a few more?"

Duval counted on his fingers, and finally said, "The prince next to me and I have reached a new agreement. If you don't agree, well, that's a serious provocation to me, the new Thunder God of Asgard. You better think about the consequences. You didn't make any progress in the battle for New Mexico, and now you want to care about Thor and me, the new Thunder God, after the war? Do you know the status of the Thunder God in Asgard?"

"What agreement, an agreement with the Prince of Asgard?" Natasha's brain was running fast, grasping the most informative words, concealing the doubts in her heart.

She really wanted to ask clearly, but looking at Duval's appearance, he obviously wouldn't waste words on her, so she turned around and left. There was no point in continuing to talk. Before leaving, she glanced back at Raven and said to Duval, "I really didn't expect that you would be interested in a sixty-year-old woman with a lot of tricks."

"I'll see her off."

As soon as she left, Raven said a sentence and followed her out without hesitation, obviously going to do something not so friendly.

Duval estimated that Raven had the blessing of the Xenomorph larva, coupled with her first-class combat skills, solving a genetically modified Natasha would not be a problem.

Duval was not interested in the life or death of this public transport, Duval focused on fulfilling his promise.

"Doctor Stern, you need to speed up the breeding progress. Only a hundred or so is far from enough." Duval sent instructions to Mister Blue, who was located underground.

Mister Blue rubbed his huge head. He was still not used to the mental thoughts coming from his chest and drilling straight into his brain. This made him, who was extremely dependent on his brain, feel very insecure.

But when he thought of the beautiful Xenomorphs residing in his chest, and that he could secretly study them when Duval wasn't paying attention, Mister Blue's mood improved again, and the action of creating biochemical monsters became smooth.

"Those are what I managed to reserve. They were gifts I gave you to join you. You can't regard that quantity as something I can casually manufacture..." Mister Blue tried his best to explain to Duval, of course, through the Xenomorph in his chest.

But Duval obviously wouldn't listen to him.

"In one week, I want five hundred, otherwise you won't be of much value to me. Prepare to welcome the Chestburster. Your life will be continued in the form of a Xenomorph." Duval was merciless.

He could tolerate these guys' ambitions and all attempts to betray him, but he could never tolerate these guys' incompetence.

If they don't work hard for him, wouldn't it be a waste to parasitize these guys? Duval himself also began to quickly advance the next step of the action. He massively dispatched Xenomorphs, dividing them into smaller units, five as a team, quickly cleaning up all the Vampires in New York and the surrounding areas.

Well, along with the human traitors who worshiped and joined the Vampires—the Ghoul Clan, all were taken as hunting targets.

New York, is precisely the base camp of the Vampire kingdom. These guys can rely on the huge wealth accumulated over generations to enjoy the beauty of life in this drunken and gold-obsessed city.

Even after a period of time, being cleaned up by Blade and Duval in turn, there is still a certain scale of population, although this population is in rapid decline.

Many Vampires are not afraid of Blade. No matter how strong Blade is, he is just one person, but they are afraid of Duval. The power in Duval's hands is getting stronger and stronger, and the number will only increase as he fights, which is precisely the natural enemy of the Vampires.

Even during the day, Duval remotely controlled dozens of Xenomorph teams to walk through the streets and alleys, searching for the whereabouts of Vampires, occasionally attracting the attention of some citizens.

The Vampires cried for their parents and mothers, and even took out RPGs and other weapons to cause some damage to the Xenomorphs, but in the end they were horrified to find that the scale of the Xenomorphs they were facing was rapidly expanding! If they killed five Xenomorphs this time, a dozen would come next time!

The entire number of Xenomorphs was expanding rapidly, and Duval's actions finally angered S.H.I.E.L.D. Even hunting Vampires was using private armed violence to disrupt the originally stable public order, and openly and directly challenging the public order maintained by S.H.I.E.L.D. with private order.

With a pale face and unhealed injuries, Natasha submitted a work report, causing Fury to completely lose patience.

"Duval is becoming more and more unscrupulous. The scale of those Xenomorphs is in the hundreds. If this continues, won't he use this scale of Xenomorphs to hold the entire New York City hostage?"

"Now it's dealing with Vampires, soon it will be super criminals, and then it will be ordinary humans. In the end, even the stray cats and dogs on the roadside may have a Xenomorph larva parasitizing them!"

Fury looked at the reports piled up like snowflakes in his hand, his face extremely gloomy. He really couldn't understand, was Duval preparing for war? Why was he eating so ugly, not even pretending to care about appearances? What really made Fury feel chills was precisely the breeding mechanism of the Xenomorphs.

Originally, Fury didn't think the Xenomorph Queen's fertility was that strong. No matter how much a Matriarch gave birth, the number of the clan would always be limited.

But Fury, through observing the Queen who was imprisoned in the Adamantium cage, naturally had an idea: what if Duval couldn't control too many Xenomorphs, causing a few Xenomorphs to get out of control? Parasitize birds and migrate far away; parasitize fish and enter the ocean that humans can hardly reach...

Then, under certain principles, they all transform into Matriarchs...

Good heavens, the whole earth is full of out-of-control Xenomorphs?

The more he understood, the more Fury favored and was optimistic about the Xenomorphs, but the more he understood the terrifying potential risks that the Xenomorphs would bring to the world after they were out of control.

This had nothing to do with his assessment of Duval's "talent" level, it was only about safety!

It's still controllable now, with only a few hundred Xenomorphs, so...

"To deal with Duval, we will inevitably pay a heavy price. Our agents and heroes will suffer heavy casualties in the face of Duval, who wields the Thunder God's Hammer and commands a Xenomorph army!"

Fury recalled the Queen in his possession. Under their pheromone commands and with unlimited nutritional supply, she was laying eggs rapidly every day. In just a few days, they had accumulated a considerable number.

Scientists speculated that this Xenomorph Matriarch probably lit up the genes that greatly increased the egg-laying speed because of spontaneous evolution, in order to expand the population.

And Duval's one didn't seem to have this characteristic.

Xenomorphs themselves are a species that fuses and evolves in different genetic directions, so this deviation seems logically understandable, although it is also possible that Duval is deliberately suppressing the egg-laying ability of that Matriarch.

A trace of determination and fervor flashed in Fury's eyes: "...Let's also take action, use Xenomorphs to defeat Xenomorphs. Duval will despair to see that our cultivation and use of Xenomorphs far exceeds him. He is ultimately just a lucky guy who managed to develop Xenomorphs. Only when Xenomorphs are in our hands can they become truly controllable and perfect biological weapons, and become a force to protect the safety of the Earth!"

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