New Punisher: I am a mass murderer in Marvel

Chapter 125: Monster Legion
Seeing Cohen coming, the big boss with a head bigger than a basketball walked up to him and bowed slightly.

"How's it going?"

The big boss shook his head: "It's still the same problem. After being injected with the Hulk serum, the subjects can't maintain a clear consciousness.

While their strength is enough to rival the Hulk, so is their consciousness and mind.

The best result is just like a five-year-old child.

They are simply unable to carry out their mission as a military.”

Cohen walked in the laboratory, surrounded by many bound test subjects, who were almost like frenzied beasts.

There was no trace of humanity in his eyes, but only mad bestiality and murderous intent.

Cohen stopped in the last room, which contained a glass cabin filled with a green solution.

A thin figure was floating inside.

Cohen was slightly stunned: "What is this?"

The big boss explained: “This is an accidental product.

At the beginning, I used the Hulk serum and many mutant serums to create a [monster]. "

Looking at the thin figure in the glass cabin, Cohen frowned: "Is he very powerful?"

“It should be amazing.”

"should?"

The big boss laughed and said, "Because I don't even dare to test how powerful he is.

When he was first created, he displayed several extremely powerful mutant abilities.

Cyclops, super speed, super strength, flight...

I don't know where his limits are.

All I know is that he's not cut out to be a superhero or a super soldier.

So I had no choice but to lock him up, and until now, I only know that he has a low intelligence.

As for his limits, I have never measured them.”

Cohen was silent for a moment: "Can the process you used to make him be replicated?"

The big boss was stunned: "What do you want to do?"

"I need a lot of people like this... or monsters."

The big boss was silent for a moment: "How much?"

“The more the merrier,” Cohen smiled.

The big boss nodded: "Okay!"

……

After brewing for several days, the doomsday atmosphere in New York finally broke out.

Among them, most people have already temporarily fled New York through various means.

A small number entered Cohen's kingdom of God.

Cohen's kingdom of God took in tens of thousands of people.

The rest are those who neither have the money to flee New York nor the faith to believe in Cohen.

They were abandoned without any surprise.

When the devil comes, no one will grieve for them.

That day, the wind was blowing hard and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

A black fog spread across New York.

The Lords of Hell, led by Mephisto and Lucifer, descended on New York.

Through the connection with the cathedrals in New York, the door to heaven is gradually opening.

Heaven is not completely oblivious to the human world.

In ancient times, they paid great attention to the human world, but at some point they gradually stopped caring about these things.

Faith and service become a matter of course.

Many angels who guard the world have become sculptures in churches.

They may transform into gargoyles on the church roof, Jesus on the cross, or the Virgin Mary.

Over the past hundreds of years, they have forgotten their own self-blame.

Instead, they turned into a group of selfish blood-sucking worms.

So in the prelude to Hell's invasion of New York, the angels fled in panic.

"Jesus" carrying the cross and Mary holding the baby Jesus in her arms all fled to heaven.

Among these angels rushing to heaven for help, there was a traitor.

He was Randkiel, who was sent by God to San Vangansa to seek the truth about blasphemy.

According to the records in heaven, he had been torn into pieces and eaten by the residents of San Vangansa.

But the truth is, it was just a scam directed by Mephisto and Randkiel.

The one who finally bore the consequences was Saint Vanganza, who was ordered by God to become a "forsaken land" in the wrath of God. More than 30,000 people, in endless suffering, turned into a thousand evil spirits.

God, you have wronged the innocent Saint Vanganza!
Now, it's time to face the consequences.

A large number of angels stranded on earth poured into heaven, but until this time, heaven still had no reaction.

Finally, on this day, the angel Randkill, who was in collusion with hell, opened the door to heaven over New York City.

In an instant, several demons from hell appeared and stood at the gate of heaven.

Mephisto, Lucifer, Satannish, Torge...

These powerful lords of hell, leading their legions of demons, roared and rushed into the gates of heaven!

……

In the chaos, Mephisto quietly left the army of hell.

He controlled Stark's body and came to the Avengers base.

"Boom!"

"Come in."

Cohen looked at Stark, who was wearing a neat suit and smiling, with a surprised expression on his face.

"How did you come?"

Cohen glanced out the window at the dark clouded sky. In mid-air, the angels from heaven were fighting a desperate battle with the demons from hell.

"Stark? Shouldn't you be supervising the robot guards protecting New York now?

Why did you come to me? "

Facing Cohen's questioning, Stark smiled and said, "Shouldn't the Avengers go to support Heaven?

Why didn't you go out?"

"Because when we were protecting New York, Heaven didn't help us either."

Stark was slightly stunned and nodded: "That's true..."

He shook his head and said, "There was a disaster in hell. A despicable person in the world placed a nuclear bomb in hell.

Causing the deaths of 100,000 demons from hell.

Do you know about this?"

Cohen shrugged and shook his head: “I don’t know, I have absolutely no idea.

It is really hard to imagine that such a horrible thing could happen.

My sincerest regards and condolences to the demons who died in Hell!"

Stark paused: "Don't you know...

Are you the one I'm talking about?"

"Really? How do you know such a top-secret thing, Stark?"

Mephisto, who possessed Stark, suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He looked around: "What did you do?"

Cohen shook his head: "I didn't do anything, what do you want to do?"

There was silence on the other side for a moment: "Do you know I'm not Stark?"

Cohen nodded: "I guessed it."

"hehe."

Mephisto suddenly smiled and said, "Then I am curious, what qualifications do you have to face me so calmly?"

Cohen looked at him, a smile on his face: "Why were you able to attack Heaven?"

Mephisto paused.

"Is it because of the might of your hell? Or is it because of the bravery or deep strategies of you demon gods?"

Cohen shook his head: "Neither, you rely on nothing but the arrogance of heaven.

Have you ever thought that what I rely on may be your arrogance, Mephisto?"

As they spoke, a black and red barrier slowly rose between the two of them and turned into a sphere.

It was Cohen's territory, a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Mephisto felt the changes in the surrounding space and did not panic.

He laughed sarcastically, "I have come to the world in my true form!

I can break your power in just a few breaths!"

Cohen waved his hand, and a huge black portal quietly appeared next to the blood-red area.

"Have you ever thought that, maybe, I just want to control you for a moment?"

Mephisto looked at the huge portal, and a chill came over him: "What... is this?"

Cohen smiled slightly: "This is your cage!"

(End of this chapter)