Transformers In Marvel

Metropolis, Lex Group Building.

Lex Luthor was sitting peacefully on the sofa engraved with Greek key patterns, holding a wine glass in his hand, the intoxicating dark red wine was shaken by him, leaving a dense light red on the inner wall of the wine glass.

On the screen in front of him, the battle on the front line was playing. Two powerful armies collided and a tragic war broke out.

The entire Indian Ocean has become a battlefield.

In Luthor's eyes, the continuous artillery fire and explosions were so pleasing to the eye.

"really interesting."

Luther scratched his shawl of blond hair, and a friendly smile appeared on his handsome face. It's just that the corner of the mouth that evoked a strange curvature, for some reason, looked a little ironic.

His eyes seemed to contain the wisdom of the whole universe, and he looked at the picture on the screen casually. Only when he turned occasionally, could people feel a little bit of his bottomless thoughts.

"Two different kinds of life are fighting to death on the earth's planet."

The arc of Luthor's mouth became wider and wider.

The most ridiculous thing is that the people on earth are actually indifferent, especially the many high-level government officials who represent the government, are actually indifferent.

In fact, this is a very smart idea. Even if the Decepticons win, they will pay a lot of casualties. This is very beneficial to some politicians with gloomy psychology, and Luthor knows this very well.

But the more this happened, the more stubborn and proud Luthor could not bear it.

They are a little too clever.

He knew that those guys were waiting, even if the entire Decepticon army was wiped out, it would be fine, this was just a normal temptation, if cornered, Kama Taj would definitely attack.

But it all depends on Karma Taj, what do you need?

"A group of poor people who only know how to make pitiful little calculations, but have to ignore the most noteworthy things..." Luther's smile became more dazzling.

The most noteworthy thing is that supreme mage... that is not a guy who can bear it.

It's not that those guys can't remember, but that they deliberately "ignore".

Because they can't stop what Donnie wants to do,

There is no way to stop it.

"However, this will make the official relationship between Downey and human beings even colder, and even make Downey leave Earth early."

Luther took a sip of the red wine and pondered.

In his laboratory, there is half a Transformer's corpse, which he fished up from the bottom of the sea with a lot of effort. According to the information he got, this is a "miscellaneous" belonging to the Decepticon Legion. Soldiers," not even Type I fighters.

To be honest, Luther had been calculating about that kind of strange life for a while, but he was surprised to find that these guys who were shouting about Decepticons and Cybertron didn't regard the earth as their own at all. s home.

The Decepticons have never concealed this point, they clamored one by one to follow the Creator to build their own planet.

This is undoubtedly mixed news.

Countless people rejoiced that Downey, a strong guy, was willing to leave—but what happened after he left? Even if there is a next supreme mage, who will it be? Will you still choose to observe in seclusion as in the past thousands of years?

In Luthor's opinion, it is far more beneficial for Downey to guard the earth than to force him to leave the earth.

Because Downey's growth trajectory is very clear, although the soaring strength makes them at a loss, but it is barely understandable, and Downey rarely interferes in their internal affairs, or disdains to interfere, which is what makes many people think of Downey. Reasons to have a good impression.

Well, except for the Chitauri incident last time, Downey threw a fat idiot pig into battle.

At least when the accident happened, it was undoubtedly reassuring to have a ruthless guardian like Downey standing behind the scenes.

But... who can guarantee that the next supreme mage will be someone they know? Or simply intervene in their internal affairs? Or simply observe the earth indifferently, and never take action until the moment when human beings are wiped out?

It's all possible.

The universe is very dangerous, what is more important than keeping a guardian who is reliable and safe even though he has a bad temper?

Or... let him hold the powerful power in his own hands...

Luther's narrow and treacherous eyes turned slightly, staring intently at the red wine in the glass, and his cosmic brain was calculating something quickly.

After a long time, he slowly got up and made a call.

"Colonel Stryker, can our cooperation continue?" Luthor used his characteristic fast-paced tone, with a hint of frivolity and playfulness.

For a military iron-blooded faction like Stryker, the most annoying thing is this unscrupulous way of speaking.

"Luther, you have to make it clear that you withdrew from our agreement." Stryker just dropped a corpse, took out a hand from the bloody internal organs, and sneered while holding the phone.

"At least I provided you with Downey's DNA, and you are still enjoying the fruits of my labor." Luthor picked up his glass again and chuckled softly.

Stryker paused, then looked back at the dark depths of the laboratory, it seemed that something terrible was being covered up. He hesitated a little, and said into the phone,

"Luther, there is something wrong with me. If you can help me solve it, our cooperation will continue."

"Great, Colonel, this decision must be the wisest decision you have ever made!" Luther suddenly raised his voice, and the higher-pitched tone reached Stryker's ears.

Stryker sneered secretly, he couldn't believe that this cunning guy would be so easily excited. Lex Luthor, a guy with a conspiracy in his bones.

Stryker said in a deep voice: "The DNA in my hand has all shown signs of collapse not long ago! Listen clearly, it's all of them!"

Luther's eyes flickered, showing a thoughtful expression, subconsciously, he looked at the scene of the fierce battle on the battlefield, wise emotions flowed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

"Then Colonel, send me a copy of the information in your hand..."

After Luther hung up the phone, he carefully put the phone back in its original position, not missing a single centimeter. He stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

...

In the Kryptonian mothership, inside the creation chamber.

Donnie stared at Zod flatly, without revealing any information. He looked at Zod's face, and a hint of admiration and killing intent flashed deep in his eyes.

General Zod is the hero of Krypton, a real hero, but he is the mortal enemy of the earth.

Similarly, he is now Downey's mortal enemy, because he is really interested in some things in the hands of the Kryptonians.

He won't have any psychological pressure to snatch it from the enemy, and he can feel at ease when he grabs it.

"When I was in the universe, I heard about you, the supreme saint of the earth, and your name is circulated in many places." General Zod said with fear in his eyes.

"That's the honor I deserve. Only blood and corpses can win respect and fear." Downey said with a blank expression.

General Zod looked at the Supreme Mage in front of him with some surprise. Such words were always uttered by a conqueror like him.

Instead, it came from the closed mouth of the Karma Taj leader.

"So you and I are the same kind of people..." General Zod said coldly.

"Then you are ready to die, I need your corpse to study something."

Donnie suddenly raised his head, his calm eyes suddenly became frighteningly hostile.