Who can satisfy his fantasies? Could it be Duval? Duval has secretly deployed Xenomorphs all over the world, ready to have these Xenomorphs evolve into Queens, using the Xenomorph plague as a strategic weapon to hold the whole world hostage.
This is not a secret, and it is indeed effective. Even before Duval controlled the Xenomorph Sentinels, he could force the whole world to be wary. People were unwilling to break with Duval unless absolutely necessary.
But their search for Xenomorphs has never stopped. If they could find a way to lock down the location of every Xenomorph and have the ability to kill all Xenomorphs in an instant, they could eliminate Duval's plague deterrence.
Professor X should have been the most suitable executor, but for some reason, he joined forces with Magneto.
Coulson thought to himself, feeling a little regretful, but he had already successfully found the best candidate to restrain the Xenomorphs.
"You say you want to help me? Just you ordinary people?"
The young man in front of him had an ordinary appearance, but he exuded a strange mental wave, a special Telepathy ability.
Most importantly, the Xenomorph, which should have been hunting in the South American rainforest as one of Duval's globally deployed weapons, was now standing quietly behind the young man.
Coulson felt relieved. This Eternal truly possessed this special ability, naturally possessing a strong ability to infect and control all living things.
"Mr. Druig, am I right? One of the reclusive Eternals, a fitting name indeed. We suffered a lot to find you." Coulson was extremely enthusiastic.
Druig looked at him coldly: "Get out, I'm not interested in outside affairs."
"Aren't you even interested in the fact that your comrades were killed? A lot has happened recently..."
"I know."
Druig interrupted Coulson's words, his eyes looking coldly at the fully armed agents behind Coulson, then pointed to the Xenomorph beside him and said, "This Xenomorph has participated in many battles. I already know from its mind that my people are not willing to be lonely and have clashed with a man named Duval, suffering great losses."
Even Makkari is dead...
A trace of sadness flashed in Druig's cold eyes, but it was only a trace.
He was different from the other ten Eternals, with sharp conflicts in ideology, so he had been living in seclusion in the rainforest for hundreds of years, refusing to have any form of contact with other Eternals.
If there was anything worth his attention, it would be this Xenomorph that had somehow crossed mountains and ridges and quietly taken root in the rainforest. It was the first time he had seen such a strange creature.
Naturally equipped with an exoskeleton armor, tall and streamlined, Druig knew at a glance that this aesthetically pleasing creature was a natural killing weapon.
When communicating with this Xenomorph Telepathically, Druig also confirmed this point. He even keenly sensed Duval's consciousness.
But it didn't matter. Druig was extremely confident in his abilities. He was bound to be a close friend to all animals.
Of course, that should also include Xenomorphs.
See, isn't this Xenomorph obediently following him? Just like his most loyal guard.
The thing Druig liked most about the Xenomorph was not actually its combat ability.
"I'm not interested in outside disputes. My Xenomorph friend also told me that the last batch of Deviants has also been wiped out, so I have even less reason to leave with you."
Druig stared impatiently at the agents with real guns and live ammunition: "If you're here for this Xenomorph, I won't give it to you. I love its pure heart, which is much cleaner than you people."
A pure heart? Coulson's face stiffened slightly.
Yes, it is indeed quite pure when it works, just single-mindedly wanting to kill you, or wanting to catch people back for parasitism. Vampires have a lot to say about this.
"Your people recommended you to me. Are you not concerned about this?"
"People? What a joke. Are you talking about Ikaris, that traitor, or Ajak and her group of meddlers?" Druig said with a sneer, his face full of indignation.
Now Coulson knew why this Eternal was at odds with Ajak and the others. He seemed to be somewhat cynical. "For the past seven thousand years, we have witnessed humanity go from barbarism to civilization. We have witnessed human history and protected humanity, silently cleaning up the Deviants." The expression on Druig's face became ferocious.
Coulson frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, and said cautiously: "Yes, human development owes a lot to you. Therefore, facing an evil enemy like Duval, you should unite with other Eternals even more..."
"Unite? You, a human, are actually talking to me about unity?!"
Druig suddenly raised his voice, almost roaring, "I have witnessed countless humans killing each other, repeated genocides! We, as Eternals, should have the ability to stop it, we could have stood up and led you to peace, but what was the result?! Who caused all this to happen? Who turned the world into this mess? It's Ajak! But she herself is now involved in human affairs again, it's simply a joke!"
At this point, Coulson determined Druig's position: an idealist who, subconsciously, considers himself the guardian of human civilization and shoulders the important task of guiding its direction.
But obviously, the other Eternals, especially the leader Ajak, did not think so. After basically eliminating the Deviants, they disappeared from the sight of human civilization and went into seclusion.
Druig's resentment and severing of ties with other Eternals were also due to serious ideological differences.
"Then, we need you to stand up even more. The best time to plant a tree was ten years ago, the second best time is now." Coulson looked at him sincerely, "You have this ability, don't you? Just like you did in the past."
Druig was silent for a moment.
"Okay, I don't know what Ajak told you, and I don't care how ugly a conspiracy you guys have concocted."
Druig couldn't hide the agitation in his heart: "Ajak must have made a mistake. Human society should have been much better than it is now!"
"Yes, we're hoping you'll step forward."
Coulson felt pity for Druig in his heart.
When did humanity need an Eternal to lead them? Druig suddenly glanced at Coulson and sneered, "You'd better control your mental activity. Even if I'm not deliberately sensing it, your thoughts are like a light in the dark, easily perceived by me."
Pity? Druig didn't care about that. If he cared about what others thought, how could he have broken away from the other Eternals he'd shared life and death with? "The immediate priority is that we've encountered an extremely evil enemy. He's recklessly expanding his army, cruelly capturing all sorts of races to sacrifice to his Xenomorphs," Coulson explained. "From a human perspective, this is unforgivable."
"Then I have a question for you. This villain you call Duval, has he parasitized and Chestbursted a human? Even one?" Druig looked at him coldly.
Coulson paused. "Yes, as far as I know, he parasitized a human Black Magic User..."
"I told you, this Xenomorph beside me has participated in many battles. Duval wouldn't have sent it to survive in this kind of place if it wasn't a veteran."
Druig rudely interrupted Coulson. "That Black Magic User killed more people than the Xenomorphs did! What else do you want to say?"
Coulson thought that if Mutants were also considered human, Duval had captured a group of brainwashed Mutants after attacking Alkali Lake. He didn't know if they would be Chestbursted. He hoped Magneto and Professor X would become enemies with Duval.
Obviously, in the mind of this Eternal, parasitization and Chestbursting were two completely different concepts.
Coulson carefully calculated and was shocked to discover that, so far, all the hosts that Duval had captured and plundered were either animals or Vampires. Chestbursting ordinary humans... could almost be considered zero! What did this mean? Did it mean that Duval, this leader of a biological legion who constantly challenged the established order, repeatedly caused numerous effects directly and indirectly, and walked outside the boundaries of law and rules, was actually a genuine protector of humanity? This was too absurd! At this moment, Coulson even felt an extreme sense of absurdity in his heart. He felt like this was a super villain holding a knife, covered in blood from killing people, shouting to all the victims, "I'm doing this for your own good."
Then, should Kingpin, the king of the underworld in New York, be regarded as a human sage and receive the crown of human civilization?
Duval's style of acting, which was both wildly advancing and clearly defined, made Coulson feel a deep sense of unease.
Powerful potential wasn't the most terrifying thing, and an astonishing scale wasn't enough to make people despair. What was frightening was having both of these advantages and possessing a mind that was unbelievably calm.
Druig said, "I have a good impression of Xenomorphs, creatures of pure mind, so I want to meet Duval. If he's not worthy of the Xenomorphs, I'll strip him of his control over them."
Coulson smiled. "Of course. He's a very skilled strategist and ambitious, but he would never have expected that someone like you would exist in this world, Druig... You should step forward and stop him."
The process was a little different from what Coulson had expected, but the result was right.
Coulson needed Druig to strip Duval of his Xenomorph control. As long as he had that, it would cut Duval's power in half.
If things went smoothly, he could also control the un-Chestbursted larvae of the Sentinels, thereby achieving the result of controlling the Sentinels. That would be even better.
Duval would have nowhere to escape. What awaited him was certain imprisonment. All the achievements he had accumulated and all the careers he had built would vanish overnight and become the power of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Coulson smiled and led Druig and the Xenomorph onto the helicopter. The group quickly flew from South America to North America.
Even on the plane, Coulson was sizing up Druig and the Xenomorph. He deeply anticipated Duval's astonished expression when he saw him lose control.
Even if Duval is very scheming, he will face unpredictable setbacks in the mental ability level when facing a mysterious Eternal who is far superior to him. Coulson thought to himself.
Duval knew about Ikaris and the others, but did he also know everything about Druig, who hadn't been involved in the world for hundreds of years? Impossible. Duval wasn't omniscient.
...
Alkali Lake.
The boiling flood roared with earth-shattering terror, carrying billions of tons of power and surging down.
It was foreseeable that many downstream towns would be in big trouble soon, and it seemed that many people would die.
Duval and his group forcibly rushed out of the water.
Duval looked up at the invisible fighter plane in the sky and said slowly, "You're late."
Several Mutants jumped out of the plane.
"Stryker is dead?"
"That's right, he's dead. By now, his body has probably been crushed into minced meat by countless rubble," Duval said casually.
"Good riddance. That kind of villain should have died a long time ago." Cyclops spat and felt relieved.
Magneto looked at Duval coldly with a sullen face, without saying a word. Or rather, he really didn't know what to talk to Duval about. Talk about the maintenance experience of the Chestburster larvae?
He would rather play with steel.
"Duval, those Mutants are pitiful children. They are innocent. They were all forcibly captured and brainwashed by Stryker! I can hear the pain in their hearts," Professor X said, sitting in his wheelchair with an extremely pale face.
Hearing this, Duval turned around and glanced at his spoils.
Each Xenomorph was more or less holding one or two Mutants.
"Charles, this behavior is very impolite. Instead of seizing the time to recover your body, you come to me for people? You know, I need people even more than you do. You have the X-Men and the Brotherhood, with mutants from all over the world eager to join you. What do I have?" Duval shook his head.
Professor X shook his head: "You also have countless humans who want to join you. They are still surrounding your new building, hoping to become your soldiers and gain protection."
Duval grinned. Could that be the same thing?
A group of ordinary people, whether they are used for Chestbursters or not, their strength is just so-so. But mutants are different. Combining with Xenomorphs allows an individual to be compatible with two genetic systems at the same time, combining the strengths of both. The strength they exert is multiplied geometrically.
Not to mention anything else, just imagine a mutant with a little superpower, who also possesses an incomparably strong physique and amazing self-healing ability. If they are willing to mutilate themselves, they can also use the blood of the Xenomorph larvae in their chest to kill enemies. This kind of transformation is simply earth-shattering.
Duval didn't speak. The Sentinel noticed his boss's mood and immediately stepped forward, clenched his fists, and sneered: "What do you think you are? You haven't done anything, and you want to take away all our gains with just your mouths?"
"What kind of crap are you spouting? They are not objects, they are living people!" Wolverine threw away his cigar.
This behavior successfully attracted the Sentinel's attention. He instantly turned into a golden light, and with a speed that most people present couldn't react to, he slammed a punch down. Wolverine, like a kite with a broken string, flew away into the distance, spraying blood and flesh along the way.
"Didn't punch through his chest again? I see, he is Wolverine." The Sentinel shook his fist, feeling unlucky to have encountered two freaks with terrifying defenses in a row.
But don't worry, at least one of them—Death Woman—has fallen into their hands and will soon become one of them.
With the Sentinel's move, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Jean Grey was particularly radical. A terrifying energy surged around her, and a huge telekinetic power churned wildly, a far cry from her gentle and calm style in the past.
"Calm down, Jean, they are not enemies." Professor X's expression changed.
The Sentinel snorted twice, and the golden light all over his body shone brightly: "Even if we are, you will only be our defeated opponents."
"Alright, Reynolds, shut up. The flood has already formed a scale. Let go and stop these floods, and then guide them to the no-man's land," Duval instructed.
The Sentinel immediately created an endless stream of golden barriers. This was a crude and extravagant way of using energy. When gold and the flood collided, there was a deafening roar, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble.
He let out a beast-like roar, and streams of energy vented everywhere, creating huge cracks in the earth.
"This is not the place to talk, let's leave here first," Duval said. He didn't discuss it with these people.
"You can get on our plane..."
"No need, I have a better way to move."
Duval swung Thunder God's Hammer and flew into the sky. The Speedster Xenomorph used super speed, and after a few flashes, transported all the Xenomorphs present away.
Of course, that also included those spoils.
"Should we follow them? Creating a conflict with Duval at this time is very detrimental to our cause. Besides, he was the one who rescued those mutants. We were one step too late after all." Magneto was a little irritable.
Being restrained everywhere, as long as he confronted Duval, no matter what he did, he felt uncomfortable. It had been too long since he had felt so aggrieved.
The Xenomorph larvae in his chest also breathed in and out, seemingly echoing Magneto's words, which made Magneto's expression even more complicated.
Professor X was silent. He glanced at the Sentinel in the distance, who was as powerful as a god and faithfully carrying out Duval's orders, and said in a low voice: "You didn't understand what I meant. We should protect our brothers and sisters, that's right, but not without principles... Things are different now than in the past. If we want to go out and build a country, we must give up something."
Everyone looked at Professor X in surprise, as if they were meeting this respected and noble person for the first time.
There were no fools present, and they all roughly understood the underlying meaning of Professor X's words.
Wolverine ran back with a dirty face. How long had it been? This was the second time he had been knocked away with one move. He immediately asked, "Then why did you say those things just now, even risking a break with someone like Duval?"
"Logan, be polite to the professor." Cyclops was fed up with this rude wild dog and sometimes wanted to give him a blast of Heat Vision.
Wolverine glared at Cyclops, but didn't continue speaking. He looked straight at Professor X.
"What we need to do is to unite more people, constantly weaken and kill those who are hostile to us, even including mutants who may hinder our great cause... Duval is different. He may stand on our side and become our help, so I want him to cherish our mutant compatriots."
Unconsciously, Professor X's face became paler. He himself couldn't believe that this kind of naked power play would come out of the mouth of someone like him and begin to be implemented.
Magneto had an approving look on his face: "You finally woke up, Charles. If we don't even have this kind of awareness, we might as well not be independent and surrender to humans, waiting to be exterminated by humans."
"Then what should we do? Let Duval parasitize those mutants?" Jean's voice was cold.
Magneto glanced at Jean, deeply wary of this compatriot with unbelievably exaggerated potential power. He said, "If we don't parasitize them, what else can we do? Don't forget, those guys have been brainwashed by Stryker countless times and have become a group of weapons without their own thoughts. Duval has taken them in, at least he can put them in the right place and control them strongly, so he won't let them mess around."
"It seems that after Duval captured you, he put you in the right place, otherwise you should be messing around now." Jean Grey's words unconsciously became barbed, and an invisible psychic power was spreading.
The anger in Magneto's eyes flashed away. Just as he was about to do something, Professor X gently shook his head to signal him, and said to Jean with concern, "We need to talk properly."
"Talk about what?"
"You are an indispensable member of us. The most urgent task now is to find a way to dig out your potential power and help you control it."
Jean didn't speak, still with her main personality in control, she nodded gently.
The trajectory of fate, at this moment, shifted once again, changing in a direction that these people had never imagined.
Duval had a psychological expectation for this change in fate, and he also knew that Professor X and Magneto would eventually go to the living island "Krakoa" to establish their own independent nation.
But this shift, in other aspects, exceeded Duval's expectations.
"They didn't follow? So that's what they were planning, both a reminder and a warning."
Duval knew Professor X's meaning through the larva in Magneto's body. Cherish? He was already showing the greatest cherishment by making good use of these mutants who had lost their self-will.
Otherwise, even if Duval didn't take them, and Professor X and the others did, perhaps Professor X would have a chance to restore these mutants' consciousness, or perhaps he wouldn't be able to fully restore it.
Anyway, Duval would never compromise. How could he return what he had obtained through his own strength to Professor X?
"The Professor is a decent person. The only reason someone like him would concede is for a great cause." Duval recalled that in many universes, any reality where the two poles moved towards unification was full of bloodshed and tragedy. As mutant leaders, they had killed countless mutants.
But that had nothing to do with Duval. He wasn't interested in getting involved in mutant affairs; he was just forcefully taking over his spoils.
However, when Duval returned to the Weyland Building with his army, before he had rested for long.
"...Well, the Xenomorph I sent to South America has returned."
Duval was on the 93rd floor of the Weyland Building. This was a closed-off floor, and the elevator couldn't stop here because this floor was the Queen's spawning nest.
Duval personally put a Facehugger on Death Woman's face, and then completed the control of Death Woman, a powerful mutant whose combat power surpassed Wolverine.
He tried to use the Xenomorph larva's consciousness to pry into Death Woman's original consciousness, but found that Death Woman's consciousness only contained absolute emptiness and obedience.
As a result, the Xenomorph larva, which should have been dormant, now had to stay awake to control Death Woman's body.
"That works too. The Xenomorph's combat instincts are no worse than Death Woman's self-awareness. Combined with Death Woman's beta Adamantium skeleton and super self-healing ability, I can confidently use corrosive blood to kill enemies."
Duval was very satisfied. He admired the current Death Woman, a unique creation, like the Sentinels.
But in terms of fighting will, Death Woman far exceeded the Sentinels. She had no fear or timidity, and was a true killing machine, enough to become Duval's right-hand man.
As for letting the larva Chestburster and become a complete Xenomorph, Duval had considered it, but quickly gave up on this approach, because the Xenomorph after Chestburstering would not have a beta Adamantium skeleton.
This kind of skeleton had self-healing abilities. Even if it was shattered by a Celestial-level or higher power, it could slowly heal itself. It was a special product of the combination of Adamantium and Death Woman's super self-healing genes.
With the beta skeleton, Duval even dared to let Death Woman withstand a nuclear bomb, because this skeleton could ensure that Death Woman maintained the most basic body framework and protected the most critical brain. As long as the body was not completely destroyed, the self-healing ability would always restore all kinds of injuries to their original state.
But without the beta skeleton, don't even think about using flesh and blood to withstand a nuclear bomb. It would be vaporized the moment it came into contact with the nuclear explosion, where would there be a chance to self-heal.
Duval looked at the cold-looking woman in front of him and nodded in satisfaction. As for the other mutants, he naturally left them to the Xenomorphs to parasitize one by one, not worth Duval's personal attention.
Now, Duval calmly came to the window, with a Sentinel standing on his left and Death Woman on his right, watching the outside world.
The next second, a huge rectangular spaceship appeared in the air, with strange golden patterns engraved on its surface.
Several guys in blue tight-fitting battle suits had already flown out of the spaceship, facing Duval from afar.
"Ajak, Gilgamesh, and Sersi who can reconstruct matter, Kingo with remote shooting ability, the versatile illusionist Sprite, the crazy female warrior Thena, Phastos who is good at using energy to create precision weapons... Oh, the leader is actually Druig who controlled my Xenomorph..."
Almost all the Eternals had come, which made Duval very pleased.
He punched the glass in front of him to pieces: "It seems that you have picked up the script that you abandoned hundreds of years ago again. How about I give you a new name, let's call it the Eternals Grand Assembly."
"That name is terrible, child, a bit childish, but it suits your age."
The female warrior Thena, holding an energy sword, was ready for battle. Her matter-of-course combat preparation made the other Eternals feel uneasy.
Thena had mental problems. In Ajak's words, it was because Arishem the Celestial had repeatedly washed her memory, causing countless memory fragments to remain mixed together, causing Thena to sometimes become crazy.
"Druig, pay attention to her condition at all times." Ajak signaled to Druig.
But Druig just glanced at Ajak coldly. After learning that Arishem had repeatedly used them for millions of years, he completely lost trust in the leader Ajak and didn't want to say a word.
"Hand over Duval to me. You are here to avenge Makkari and serve Arishem. I am different. I am here for Duval and the Xenomorphs." Druig made no secret of his disgust for Arishem.
The other Eternals remained silent, watching Duval, who was also launching a large-scale attack, warily.
Rumble! The sound of each Xenomorph moving was very slight, but when there were many of them, it would become deafening.
Thousands of Xenomorphs poured out of the Weyland Building, surrounding the Eternals in a deathly silence.
This number put a lot of pressure on the Eternals.
"This is a Xenomorph. No wonder Sersi and Ikaris mistook them; they really do resemble Deviants, but in reality, they are completely different creatures."
"They are more terrifying than Deviants. At least Deviants don't have such exaggerated reproductive capabilities and growth potential." Ajak's expression was grave; she hadn't felt this nervous in a long time.
She never imagined that in a place like Earth, they would encounter such a terrifying enemy as Duval, with Eternals and Deviants alike falling victim to Duval's schemes.
Ajak couldn't even imagine what Duval would become if given enough time: parasitizing more powerful individuals, constantly strengthening itself, and if it ever left Earth and spread to other planets...
Oh, it already has spread, thanks to the Asgardians. She wondered what the war was like.
But that was the past, because Duval has no future, though the Xenomorphs might.
Ajak looked at Druig, who was walking at the front, no longer standing behind her as he used to.
"Hiss!"
A Xenomorph behind Druig let out a shriek.
Countless Xenomorphs began to cry out. Probably no one but Duval and Druig knew what these creatures were shouting.
"Welcome to my territory, Eternals. It seems we can at least agree on one thing: fighting here won't cause the deaths of too many innocents, so you can act without restraint."
Duval emerged with Sentinels, Death Woman, and Elektra, commanding a large number of Xenomorphs.
The ordinary people around them had already fled in terror the moment the Eternals' ship appeared, observing everything from a distance.
Multiple satellites had also been brought in to monitor the situation.
"This time, Duval has nowhere to escape. The biggest mistake he made was possessing the Xenomorphs, only to lose them immediately."
Several kilometers away, Coulson clenched his fist, extremely excited. He would soon be able to disarm Duval's strongest forces and kill or imprison him.
On the Sky Carrier, Fury asked, "Is this Druig you mentioned really controllable?"
"Don't worry, boss. The greatest advantage of idealists like him is their extraordinary adherence to principles, and their greatest disadvantage is the same thing. This makes his personality incredibly stubborn; once he's set on something, he'll never turn back, making him very suitable for us to control. Since he has taken practical action to achieve absolute control over the Xenomorphs, he is already qualified to be drawn in by us."
Coulson pointed to the screen and said, "If there's any possibility of him causing problems, the only thing I can think of is someone being able to satisfy this idealist's unrealistic fantasy of permanent peace and ending war, but we all know that's simply impossible."
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