Foundation: Start with American comics! exposure and arrival

"Hey bro, that big guy is dangerous, don't get too close!"

The horror of not destroying the lizard, they just now have a deep experience, crazy devouring everything close to the material, thousands of meters of body is like a soft mud monster, constantly squirming and devouring, once close, the probability will become fertilizer.

Looking at the "reckless" actions of the D-class personnel, Thor couldn't help but frown.

However, his familiar personality still made him rush up, stretched out his hand, and tried to block their movement.

And yet....

Not waiting for Thor to get closer.

Poof!!

The cold blade suddenly appeared out of thin air and stopped in front of Thor.

Zila-

Flashing lightning is passively excited.

Tens of thousands of volts of thunder splashed on the other party, but there was no response, and he didn't even think of a sound.

Thor, who came back to his senses, realized what was stopping him.

The pitch-black body, strong comparable to a bodybuilding champion, exaggerated muscle style and metal texture, more like some kind of armor and flesh and blood fused into one, the blade that popped out of the wrist seemed to be integrated with the body.

The whole body was filled with icy killing intent, as if it was just a masterpiece born for killing.

Black light! Tyrant!

"What a speed!"

Thor frowned.

The other party's instantaneous reaction, even he was a little surprised, comparable to the most outstanding warrior in Asgard.

And....

Quantity?

"So many?"

Thor's pupils shrank, comparable to the strength of Asgard's most outstanding warriors, there were actually so many under the foundation, and the number of a squad was entrenched behind, as if it were just ordinary minions?

Glancing at Team America out of the corner of his eye, Thor's expression was a little subtle.

Soon!

Thor noticed something was wrong.

More than a dozen black-light tyrants gathered and surrounded them in the form of combat teams, as if they were hugging something?

The probe looked over curiously.

"Shit! What the hell is that!"

The terrifying look broke into his eyes, scaring Thor enough.

"Horror doll, what are you doing with that thing again?"

Thor, who finally calmed down his mood, his expression was a little not very beautiful, and anyone who "looked at each other" with this kind of thing should not be in a good mood.

However

Foundation members apparently didn't respond to Thor's meaning.

Mechanical action, as always, unfolds.

Executing

[SCP-682 Immortal Lizard Containment Plan! Leave quickly!

].

A voice that sounded from the mouths of D-class members.

It's more like some kind of mechanical sound, cold without the slightest emotion.

The special operations team held a magnetic storm rifle in their hands, and the black light tyrant also ejected his arm and wrist blades.

Sen Ran's fighting stance shows the attitude of the foundation.

——

Stark Tower

"Is it really a transformation, a clone?"

Tony, who was immersed in work, raised his head and looked at the high-tech picture on the screen.

It strengthened his own inner thoughts.

Human!

Can't save the planet!

A new era, belonging to machinery!

——

Military

"New power..."

The army's top brass pupils shrank, and their attention was all on the foundation's new arms.

Black Light Tyrant!!

Although the face is blurry, it can still be vaguely seen that it is similar to the D-class members in appearance.

Through technical comparison, it can be basically determined that it belongs to the same clone blueprint as those D-class members.

In other words!

The other party has the ability to mass-produce the Black Light Tyrant!

Judging from the brief shot just now, the data model established by the intelligence department shows that the physical fitness of the black light tyrant is no less than that of the normal American team, and even exceeds it.

The super soldier program they dreamed of, for which countless resources were invested, did not really come true, only a few accidents and incomplete bodies, and in the opposing organization, it was a mass-produced cannon fodder role.

This frustration is really indescribable.

......

S.H.I.E.L.D

"Are you going to start containment?"

Nick Fury looked at the picture with a solemn expression.

In the clenched fist, a little cold sweat flowed, and he couldn't help but walk out, and he had already arrived at the analysis table inside S.H.I.E.L.D., countless instruments and screens, under the operation of the staff, calculating various data.

Monitoring anomalies everywhere in the world is also a daily routine for S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Coulson..."

Nick Fury clapped his hands, just about to call Coulson next to him, but only halfway through the words, he habitually glanced at the screen, and instantly widened his one-eyed eyes.

"That... What's that about?"

On the dark face of the halogen egg, a rare look of horror was revealed.

It's not just him!

All the agents in the center console, but everyone who noticed the shocking change in the picture was shocked.

“Shit！"

"Oh~my God!"

"Tell me it's not true..."

“......"

The field was instantly chaotic, and after the crackling sound, there were exclamations one after another.

Even trained agents and trained staff.

Not to mention other ordinary people in front of the screen.

"Damn, what do I see?"

"Hiss... This is how the foundation is contained? This is outrageous!"

"And this commotion?! Let magic work against magic?"

“......"

I'm wondering, why is that guy so powerful?"

Online orgasms.

The swarming barrage was like a wave of the ocean.

In the broadcast screen of the screen.

SCP-173, which had been escorted by the Special Operations Team, finally lifted the veil and directly transported the little peanut to SCP-682 under the cover of the Black Light Tyrant.

Puppet sculptures appeared.

The immortal lizard, which was still invincible just now, soon came from a terrified roar.

"Roar—"

The heaven-shaking roar reappeared.

Compared with the previous catharsis, the current roar always feels a little stubble.

After Lin Xiu remotely controlled the little peanut to lock the target.

Next....

It's the tearing link that you like to see.

After raging for so long, the 682 uncle who was staring at him finally tasted the taste of being beaten.

"Roar!!"

After Uncle 682 let out a few ear-shattering screams, he quickly curled up and hid to the side, trying to stay away from the little peanut, and then he was quickly caught up and broke out a series of beatings.

......

The battle came to an end slowly.

Uncle 682's huge body fell to the ground, his head, neck, and body were full of scars, while on the little peanut's hands, 682's body tissues were stained.

In the process of quickly recovering the damage, 682's eyes did not forget to keep their eyes fixed on the little peanut.

On the monster-like face, people can see the twisted horror.

Next!

It directly staged a stunning scene.

How many steps does it take to put an elephant in the fridge?

Three steps!

Open the refrigerator door, put the elephant in and close the refrigerator door.

The same is true for containing SCP-682.

In the battle with Little Peanut, the body has returned to its initial state, leaving only three or five meters tall.

D-level personnel and special operations teams quickly stepped forward.

He took out the steel plate that had been prepared long ago and put a lid directly on him.

Open the plate, trap SCP-682, and close the plate.

It's over!

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