A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 132 43 Years Late
A few gravels hit her head, causing pain, but Madam Mask dared not speak out in anger, and still looked extremely submissive.

"Go..." Doctor Doom on the throne picked up a handful of yellow stones, and with light force, the latter was immediately crushed into powder and scattered in the wind.

He turned his gaze to Madam Mask, who was kneeling on one knee. Her body seemed insignificant in front of his power. Doctor Doom's voice was cold:
"Send some robots and ask them to find the group of 'superheroes' in Hulk Land."

The masked lady lowered her head slightly, the golden mask shone faintly under the light, and her eyes flickered through the gaps in the mask, elusive.

Then, she responded without hesitation: "Follow the order, Emperor Doom."

On the surface, she has absolute obedience to Doctor Doom, which is known to everyone in Dumta, and Madame Mask's loyalty to Doom is a lesson learned from time to time.

In order to show her loyalty, she even drove her father, Count Nefera, to Rock Springs to become an old alcoholic. Although this father and daughter are not very good people, this has caused quite a controversy.

Loyalty is loyalty, but deep down in Madam Mask's heart, there is another consideration.

She is thinking about how to use this opportunity to subtly gain more power and a higher status.

Originally, she planned to wait for Doom to die of old age before finding a way to inherit La Tovillia's legacy, but who would have thought that Doom would live more vigorously every day, and the production line of Doom's robots would never stop.

But today. Today may be an opportunity.

After the woman wearing the golden mask walked out, Doctor Doom was still sitting on the throne, and the disfigured face under the mask was cold and emotionless.

This yellow stone throne is made from the corpse of one of his old opponents, it is the stone man Ben Grimm in the Fantastic Four. Collect and watch in the exhibition hall.

He sat quietly on the throne, looking far away, as if recalling the countless duels with the Fantastic Four. Those battles and contradictions shaped him and made his desire for power stronger.

But now, how dare anyone challenge Doom's status and everything Doom has taken?
It's just killing yourself!

"Master, I'm sorry to disturb you but we think you may be interested in some of the things we just observed." Suddenly, a slightly obsequious voice came from the communicator on the wall, breaking Doom's tranquility.

The figure on the throne raised his head and said impatiently: "What makes you feel the need to interrupt Doom?"

One moment it's Mrs. Mask, and another moment it's these people again. Is there an end?

Asked by Dum, the voice in the communicator sounded a little nervous, but he continued: "We just discovered some abnormal energy fluctuations during the monitoring, and these fluctuations seem to come from a specific area."

"Although we can't confirm what it is, but according to the energy characteristics, we think you may be interested in it"

Dr. Doom frowned slightly, he has always been very concerned about the observation of energy fluctuations.He stood up, walked to the communicator, and looked down at the data displayed on the screen.

"Go on." His voice was cold and authoritative.

The voice in the communicator continued: "These energy fluctuations seem to have unique characteristics, which are different from what we have seen before. Although we are still conducting further analysis, we think this is likely to be related to."

". Baxter Building related."

"That's enough." Doctor Doom interrupted the voice on the communicator, his eyes sharpened, revealing strong interest.

He waved his hand gently, and the picture on the screen changed instantly, showing a scene that he was all too familiar with.

Under the collapsed ruins of the Baxter Building, there was a huge human skeleton. These images had appeared repeatedly in his sleep countless times.

"Time flies so fast." Doctor Doom whispered to himself, and the words slipped from his lips with a faint meaning of vicissitudes of life.His originally cold eyes revealed an emotion that shouldn't have appeared - nostalgia.

However, this look of nostalgia was only for a moment, and then it was replaced by Doctor Doom's calm control.He withdrew his eyes and sealed his emotions deep again.In Doom's world, emotion is a weakness, and he doesn't allow himself any.

Doom should be indestructible, Doom is invincible.

"Real-time video." As the owner of the Head of Destruction spoke again, the picture on the screen flickered, and the original ruins disappeared, replaced by the ruins of today's Baxter Building.On the screen, a colorful semicircular cover appeared, making a buzzing sound.

The semicircular cover is colorful, like a brilliant rainbow, visually creating a fantastic and mysterious feeling, and the buzzing sound seems to declare the extremely powerful energy contained in this cover.It completely envelops the site of the Baxter Building, rendering everything blurred and indistinguishable.

Doctor Doom's gaze was fixed on the screen on the screen, his eyes flickered with intense interest.He already had a hunch that there was incredible power behind this hood, and it might be one of the answers he had been looking for.

Or rather, it was the two people he had been looking for.

"This is." Doctor Doom muttered to himself, and the excitement in his eyes became brighter.

"The crack in the space-time continuum, my master." The voice on the other end of the communicator responded again, with a hint of restrained tension in his voice, "It is said that Mr. Fantastic and the Invisible Woman disappeared in this strange phenomenon. At least That's what most people say."

"However, some scholars believe that it is a lie used by desperate people to deceive themselves."

It's not a lie, it's the truth, Doom said silently in his heart.

He killed the Human Torch and defeated the Thing, but not being able to personally defeat Reed and Sue has been his biggest regret for many years.

"Get the aircraft ready, Doom will go there himself!" Doctor Doom's voice was firm and majestic, echoing in the hall like an irreversible order.

Following his order, the atmosphere on the take-off platform outside the hall instantly became tense, and the staff quickly started to move, operating the console and preparing for the departure of the aircraft.Doctor Doom's decision is their absolute command, and no one will hesitate.

Doctor Doom turned and walked towards the door of the hall, his green robes fluttering behind him, and his tall figure was shrouded in a deep shadow.

He was going to a party that was 43 years late.

(End of this chapter)