Journey Through the Marvel Universe Starting from the Zombie Universe

The two finally came close to the castle, where Bai Ye could clearly see the appearance of this medieval castle.

The outer wall of the castle is composed of gray and black boulders, and the gaps between the stones tell the story of the vicissitudes of time.

Its windows are all closed, and through those dark pores, you can feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. The iron fence is rusty and looks like a witness that has been devoured by time.

The appearance of the entire castle exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and the entrance is closed by an ancient door with some vague patterns cast on it that are difficult to identify. Above the gate is a large red flag embroidered with a black crow with outstretched wings.

In the shadow of the castle, the two figures looked insignificant, as if they were tiny ants swallowed up by this ancient fortress.

"Huh?" Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and he noticed something different out of the corner of his eye.

Bai Ye didn't pay too much attention to what the workers were thinking. He easily bypassed them and walked into the castle. As soon as he entered the castle, a gorgeous decoration caught his eye.

Bai Ye stopped and glanced calmly and sharply at the nervous workers and the wooden crates placed next to the side door. He asked Craven: "Why are these people here?"

Ancient tapestries hang on the walls, depicting scenes of prosperity in the past, but due to the erosion of time, these tapestries have become somewhat damaged. The stone floor is covered with luxurious carpets. Although it is worn out, the former prosperity can still be seen.

Although he, the rhinoceros, is now a slave and plaything of the heir family, it does not affect him at all from finding smaller slaves for himself to use from other places.

Bai Ye turned to look at Craven, his eyes sharp and thoughtful. He asked: "Are there any restrictions or passwords in the castle? You know, the one to identify one's identity."

This answer made Bai Ye's brows relax slightly.

The latter shook his head and said dully: "Yes or no. Spiders as food, a large number of slaves, and masters. There are only these three types of people in the castle."

Obviously, neither the "Mo Lun" in the man's mouth nor this man are characters that these workers can offend.

Bai Ye rolled his eyes, then used telepathy to control Kraven, and ordered coldly and firmly: "Go and drive away the Rhino Man, as far away as possible, and then find a place where there is no one to commit suicide. "

When the workers heard this threat, they trembled with fear. They anxiously speeded up their work, for fear of offending the man in the leather holster and getting into trouble they shouldn't have.

This is good news. He is not Spider-Man, nor is he the erring son "Kahn" expelled by the Successor family. This means that the chance of being discovered inside is much smaller.

Hearing these words, Bai Ye frowned. Kraven's answer did not provide much substantive information. There seems to be no clear rules for identifying identities in the castle, but only three identities: Spider-Man as food, slave and master.

"What. What cloning warehouse?"

At this moment, a man wearing a leather jacket walked out of the side door, with a huge rhinoceros horn on his head. His shape was extremely strange. The leather sheath was tightly wrapped around his body, highlighting his strong muscle lines, making him look more like a monster from some foreign land.

But he finally walked up to the rhinoceros man wearing a leather sheath, danced and said something, and then the rhinoceros man's facial expression became more exciting, and he and Kraven walked towards the more deserted side of the castle.

He walked towards the Rhinoceros at the gate of the castle, his pace a little slow, as slow and stiff as a jammed machine.

The workers only raised their heads slightly to glance at him, then quickly lowered their heads and concentrated on their own work.

Craven's expression was still dull and he continued: "Masters, their pursuit of life is multi-faceted. Material, power, and... totem."

A flash of fear flashed in Kraven's eyes, but he quickly returned to his calm look.

It is not difficult to understand that they have material pursuits.

Along the corridor, he saw some ancient murals, depicting a group of tall figures who seemed to be the owners of the castle, including Blix and Bora whom he had seen before.

He shouted to the workers in a rough voice: "Please be f**king quick. If anyone dares to work late today or breaks a bottle of wine, I will send him to Lord Morlun." go!"

The man wearing a leather holster glanced at the workers, with a sly smile on his face and a sense of pride in his expression. The huge horn was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight.

At the side entrance of the medieval castle, a dump truck with a painting style that was extremely inconsistent with the medieval style was parked abruptly. This modern vehicle seemed particularly abrupt in the environment of the ancient castle, especially because its engine was humming. Humming.

"Well, it seems your mission ends here."

The man in the fur coat was awakened by Bai Ye's question. He looked around blankly, and then replied dully: "Our masters also have material pursuits and enjoyment. What is shipped today should be red wine."

Yes, although the successors, as the most humble and despicable leech totems among the totems, feed on the lives of other totems after they ascend to power, in the final analysis, their way of thinking is close to humans to a large extent.

Several workers were hurriedly carrying wooden crates from the truck compartment. Their faces had nervous and frightened looks, they were wearing old work clothes, and their hands were stained with mud and dust.

Bai Ye walked towards the side entrance of the castle with his head held high, his figure upright and full of confidence and nobility.

Craven seemed a little confused after hearing this question. He didn't understand what that thing referred to.

The wooden crates were covered with mud and had turned yellow, as if they had gone through a long period of time. These boxes exude an inexplicable heavy aura.

After all, it must be a slave who can meet the members of the successor family in person and will not be eaten at will, right?

The workers hurriedly placed these boxes next to the side door of the castle, and then jumped on the bed again to remove almost identical boxes from inside.

"Life in the castle is far from being as simple as you imagine. They love life very much."

"Do you know where the cloning warehouse is? The place where your masters used to resurrect?"

Although they did not recognize the man in front of them, judging from his spirited appearance and unusual aura, it was obvious that he was not a slave that matched their status.

Their eyes are full of arrogance and power, and the scene in the picture seems to be telling a glorious history.

What's even more interesting is that this hanging painting seems to have been modified by a skilled painter, leaving a place for a person standing on the far side and replacing it with a chair.