Transformers In Marvel Vol 2 Chapter 437: Solicit

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Good day

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"I'd be lying if I said things are going according to my plan… but beggars can't be choosers, right?" – Madara Uchiha

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Downey looked at the little girl indifferently. He directly lifted Clark, who was obviously thin and pale, threw it to Shockwave, and said: "You leave first. Shockwave is responsible for sending this guy back to Kansas. Only It takes a few days of cultivation and you can almost recover."

"Knock it down, you also leave, the life code is here with me."

Shock Bolt paused, without saying a word, grabbed Clark, and left, knocked down and hesitated for a while, looked suspiciously at Downey who had been chatting with the air, but still bite the bullet and left.

If there are enemies that Downey can't solve, it's useless for them to stand here.

Both Sasser and Knockdown firmly believe that there must be something besides Downey that they can't see.

The moment Sasser turned around, his one-eyed flashes, silently recording information. Downey's "spoofing Thanos" is a keyword. Although he doesn't understand it, he will use it in the future.

Shockwave is very clear about who Thanos is.

As the footsteps drifted away, Downey was left alone in the entire underground laboratory.

Oh, there is another "person" that you can't see.

The little girl shook her little feet, sat on the table steadily, and looked at Downey with a hint of surprise.

"Don't want to use the settings you used to deceive Thanos on me, it's useless."

"How do you know that anyone who knows Thanos' past has been killed by him." The little girl scratched her face and said softly.

Downey glanced at her indifferently, "Don't anyone tell you, is it disgusting for you to do this?"

The little girl covered her mouth and smiled gently: "You mean I cheated on Thanos?"

"No, I mean you, an old woman who doesn't know how many billions of years old, has to dress up as a young girl, the most frightening thing is that you still imitate the cute movements of a young girl, and it feels disgusting to think about it."

Downey said coldly.

The little girl's movements suddenly stiffened, and the tenderness suddenly dissipated.

Some people say she...disgusting?

The little girl's face became stiff and gradually changed to iron blue. The youthful and lively feeling completely disappeared, replaced by endless gloom and murderous intent.

That youthful and lovely face also cast a heavy icy shadow, flashing with extremely trembling despair.

Downey grimaced and glanced at the other's cold and vicious eyes as if he had fallen into the abyss of death, where countless dead souls were wailing, and familiar faces slid past him.

Death controls the death of life in the entire multiverse and is responsible for guiding this undead to another world.

But today, Downey scolded her.

"Are you going to die?" The little girl stared at Downey and said every word.

The lives on the entire earth, at this moment, seem to feel the coming of death and destiny, countless people who are good at predicting have a big change in their faces, and they use their own as if to predict the future.

"puff!"

In a secret room, a woman vomited blood suddenly, her face turned pale, and she almost fainted.

"Why is it like this again!!!!! The last time I predicted Hulk, I touched an unknown existence and was badly injured. I cultivated in one breath for several years! Why did I predict it again this time and was seriously injured!!! Who is it? For me, Ms. Shangdu!!!"

A woman with disheveled hair and vomiting blood was almost dead of anger.

What hurts more than the body is the heart.

She is a prophecy mage, who is best at predicting the future, but...In just a few years, she predicted twice and suffered two serious injuries in a row. Ms. Shangdu couldn't help but doubt her life.

She has used prophecy magic many times, but why these two recent times are so terrible? Who is going to kill her!!!

...

Downey raised his head stiffly and stared indifferently into the little girl's eyes.

"I'm not interested in wasting time with you, just tell me what you want to do. If you want me to be like Thanos, don't even think about it."

Downey sneered, the sense of crisis in his heart skyrocketed, and a black light flashed across his chest.

He was really anxious, and it was a big deal to lift the table desperately, and couldn't kill the body of death, so why couldn't it kill a clone?

I'm so anxious, I just buckle down the plot gems, risking exposure, and not letting death be better.

As for bowing your head... this kind of thing, someone who knows a little about death will never do such a stupid thing.

What is death? To put it bluntly, it's just a coquettish man, Bitch.

Take a look at the countless Thanos in the multiverse, what kind of virtues have been scouted into? There may be a few fortunate Thanos doubles who have escaped a catastrophe, maybe a Thanos in a universe is shouldering the responsibility of the Universe Family Planning Commission...

Downey knows that he is better than Thanos, that is, the identity of the quasi-only god, and two unique props, oh, plus he is familiar with the plot.

He would be really stupid if he believed in death. He could bow his head to any man or god, and he could go to any ancient gods and serve them, but this does not include death.

Whoever goes to death is really looking for death.

Except for eternal and infinite life, it is good to have nothing and not the collapse of personality.

The little girl's eyes were gloomy, and suddenly, the cold and dead breath disappeared, and everything was restored.

The little girl, no, it should be said that it was dead. It was cold without a trace of temperature. She stretched out her hand, grabbed the top of her head, and pulled it hard.

The scalp was torn off, the flesh and blood were torn off, and the blood was dripping, revealing the bones inside that looked like white jade.

Death tore off her disguise, and stood tall in the form of a skeleton, looking down at Downey.

Dark eyes are as deep as an abyss, countless souls are wailing in pain, and the bones under the black robe exude the breath of death.

Not a tall body, but it gives people a sense of majesty that transcends time and space as if the past and the future are everywhere. Compared with death, Downey appears so small, like ants and dust.

"Donny~www.mtlnovel.com~ join my subordinate, you are qualified." The death chill said, the hollow eyes looked over, and the vortex inside was turning.

Downey sneered, "Stop kidding. If you want to send a clone to recruit me? I'm not the fool of Thanos, I was fooled by you in just a few words! I just went to the Sannomiya, or now I escape to hell. May join you, you..."

"Otherwise, die!"

"...Your majesty is supreme, Lord Death, I mean, it's my honor to work for you."

Downey's tone changed abruptly, his face was not red and his heartbeat was, he opened his eyes and said nonsense, naturally speaking Starscream's famous saying, without a trace of guilt.

"Donny, you and Thanos are not the same people. I am very optimistic about you, a unique **** who has grown up spontaneously.

Death paused, and before Downey could speak, he said indifferently.

"If it's Thanos, I would rather die than compromise, maybe this is where he is inferior to you."