The bustling streets had been reduced to hell.
Screaming crowds fled in chaos, behind them twisted figures—infected individuals who were once office workers, students, and housewives, now reduced to bloodthirsty instincts.
Their skin was an unnatural greenish-gray, their eyes glowed with an eerie golden light, and their throats emitted inhuman roars.
A girl in a school uniform stumbled on the sidewalk, her knee scraped and bleeding.
She looked back in horror, her pupils reflecting three zombies lunging at her—one of them wearing a convenience store uniform, half of his face already rotted, yet his teeth were unusually sharp.
"Help, help me—!"
Whoosh!
A laser beam accurately pierced the head of the convenience store zombie, followed by a second, then a third.
The girl looked up and saw several Arbitrators reconnaissance planes hovering in the sky, their weapon systems under their wings flashing with cold light.
"Civilians! Run towards the Dome!" a mechanized voice came from the fighter jet, "Safety zone established! Repeat, run towards the Dome!"
The girl stumbled to her feet and followed the other survivors towards the Dome stadium.
A temporary defense line had already been built there—Arbitrators tactical robots and the Neon Land Self-Defense Force stood side by side, the machine gun fire and the blue light of energy weapons interwoven into a Deathwing, tearing apart the pursuing zombie horde.
But there were too many zombies.
Civilians or soldiers who were bitten or scratched were constantly joining the zombie army, and the zombie virus continued to spread.
——
Inside the temporary command post of the Dome stadium, the air was so thick it could almost crack.
On the monitoring screens, zombies surged towards the defense line like a tide, their golden pupils glowing eerily under night Vision.
Lieutenant Colonel Sato of the Land Self-Defense Force slammed his fist on the console, a coffee cup toppled to the ground, and the brown liquid soaked the operational map.
"Gentlemen!" his voice was hoarse, pointing to a corner of the screen—it showed that the east defense line had been breached, and three Self-Defense Force members were dragged into the darkness by zombies, their screams instantly drowned out by gunfire, "How long can the Arbitrators robots last? Ten minutes? Twenty minutes? The zombies are getting more and more numerous, those robots can't stop them! And we are the next meat shield!"
The young Lieutenant Yamamoto stood up abruptly: "But the civilians haven't completed their transfer! Women and children are still—"
"Foolish!" Colonel Tanaka of the General Staff sneered, interrupting him, "Look at the real-time infection rate! For every person saved, there could be three more zombies!" He pulled up the data, a red curve climbing vertically, "The elite of the Great Yamato Race should not be buried with burdens destined to die!"
Suddenly, the monitoring screen shook violently.
The camera in the west passage captured a chilling sight—the zombie horde actually formed a human ladder, stepping on their companions' corpses to climb over the four-meter-high roadblock.
Even more terrifying, they began to use their dismembered limbs to strike the hydraulic pipes at the robot's joints.
"They are learning…" the technical officer trembled, zooming in on the picture, "Ordinary zombies would never have this kind of tactical awareness!"
Colonel Tanaka took the opportunity to slam the table: "Now! Immediately activate the 'Tail-Cutting Plan'! Let the robots cover the rear, and all officers evacuate through the underground passage!" He scanned the crowd, lowering his voice, "Don't forget… Tokyo has long ordered to prioritize the preservation of military power."
Colonel Sato's fists cracked as he clenched them.
Outside the window, another wave of civilians cried out as they rushed towards the security checkpoint, the image of a mother holding up her baby flickering in and out of the explosion flashes.
A mechanical voice came from the communicator: [Arbitrators airdrop capsule arrived, containing Vibranium protective net x12, please cooperate to establish a second defense line].
"What if support comes?" Colonel Tanaka sneered, already starting to pack up the operational map, "Let those foreign robots and common people go to their Deaths." He led the way to the underground passage, and the other officers followed suit, leaving only Sato standing in place.
Sato watched their hurried departure, then looked at the crying civilians outside the window, slowly drawing his pistol.
But in the end, he just put down his weapon dejectedly and turned to follow the retreating team—in the hearts of this group of officers, their own lives were indeed more important than anyone else's.
"Ikite ireba, mata aeru sa." (As long as we live, we can meet again, meaning similar to: where there's life, there's hope.) Sato whispered, following the others as they disappeared into the dark passage.
——
"Sir, the Land Self-Defense Force is evacuating!" Jarvis's voice sounded inside the Deathwing fighter jet, and the holographic projection simultaneously showed the rapidly shrinking defense perimeter around the Dome stadium.
Tony slammed his fist against the cabin wall, a few sparks flying from the metal dent.
"Those cowards!" He gritted his teeth, scanning the real-time battle situation, "They actually—before the civilians completed their transfer—"
The cabin instantly became agitated.
Natasha's knuckles turned white, Dr. Banner's pupils glowed green, and even Steve, who was always calm, suddenly stood up.
Only Chen Tian remained leaning against the cabin wall, his slender fingers tapping out some ancient rhythm on his arm armor.
"Anger won't solve the problem, Tony." He suddenly spoke, "Friday, calculate arrival time."
"At the current speed, it will take about 8 more minutes."
Chen Tian straightened up, blue magic flowing over his body: "Too long." He raised his sword finger, a faint blue light appearing at his fingertip, "I'll go establish the defense line first."
Before he finished speaking, a spatial distortion rolled through the cabin, and his figure instantly disappeared under the effect of 'Cang', leaving only his last words: "Cursed Technique Reversal: Blue, deploy a three-kilometer repulsion field, enough to hold until you all…"
An abnormal energy reading suddenly appeared on the tactical panel—a red dot representing Chen Tian appeared almost instantaneously above the Dome stadium.
At the same time, on the east side of the Dome stadium.
A mother holding her baby suddenly felt the air solidify, and she looked up to see the sky dyed crimson—countless distorted ripples intertwined in the air, forming a huge repulsion field that fiercely bounced back the first wave of leaping zombies.
Chen Tian's figure appeared out of thin air, his black trench coat wildly dancing in the distorted space.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red." With one hand extended forward, fingers spread, a small red sphere rotated in his palm, and a powerful repulsion field erupted with him as the center, "Red: Modified: Repulsion Field." The Impact shattered all the glass within a radius of several thousand meters.
The red sphere instantly expanded, encompassing the Dome, and a semicircular red repulsion field instantly appeared in the surrounding plaza.
The survivors stared blankly at the sky.
The crimson repulsion field enveloped them like a sky curtain, fiercely pushing back the zombie horde.
Those twisted figures crashed against the invisible barrier, their bones shattering, their limbs twisting, yet they still tirelessly lunged, emitting terrifying roars.
And in mid-air, Chen Tian floated quietly, the small red sphere in his palm slowly rotating, maintaining the massive repulsion field large enough to cover the entire Dome.
"That, that is… God?" An old man covered in blood trembled as he knelt on the ground, his hands clasped together, his forehead heavily knocking against the ground, "My Lord… please save us…"
"It's an Angel! An Angel has come to save us!" A mother holding her child wept, hugging the baby tightly in her arms, as if afraid it was just an illusion.
"No… that's an Arbitrator…" a Self-Defense Force member who had not yet evacuated muttered to himself, his right arm bitten by a zombie, the wound already beginning to turn an eerie greenish-gray.
He stared intently at the figure in the sky, his eyes filled with both shock and despair, "But… is it really going to be in time?"
Chen Tian did not look down.
His gaze pierced through the battlefield, but his mind was racing—
(Mind Stone… how is Su Rui's progress over there?)
(Saitama should have arrived in Wakanda by now…)
(Need… to be faster… otherwise… the entire World could fall)
He frowned slightly, the red sphere at his fingertip suddenly contracted, then expanded again, and the intensity of the repulsion field instantly increased.
Zombies close to the barrier were directly crushed, their flesh and blood exploding in the air, turning into a crimson mist.
"Everyone, enter the Dome immediately!" His voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire plaza, "The repulsion field will protect you safely into the Dome.
Do not panic, enter in an orderly manner.
Those bitten or scratched by zombies, please enter the underground parking lot.
Rest assured, Arbitrators are looking for a zombie virus antidote, and we… will save you."
The survivors awoke as if from a dream, rushing towards the entrance of the Dome.
The Self-Defense Force members who had not yet evacuated also quickly organized the last line of defense with the Arbitrators robots, covering the evacuation of civilians.
And those who were bitten or scratched said goodbye to their relatives or comrades and entered the underground parking lot.
Logistics robots had already reinforced the explosion-proof doors at various key points in the parking lot to prevent people from rushing out after turning into zombies.
——————
The night sky of East Capital was dyed purplish-red by neon lights, and the rebuilding skyscrapers stood like a steel forest.
Logan stood on the rooftop of a half-finished building, the red glow of his cigar flickering in the darkness.
"Target?" his low voice exhaled with the cigar smoke.
Melina's cold voice came through the earpiece: "Shin Kabukicho Sanchome, 'Gokuraku Yu' Club, third basement level.
The 'Dragon Claw Gang' recently transported a batch of 'special goods'—Red Room's thermal imaging shows at least five targets with abnormal body temperatures inside."
Logan scoffed: "Heh, gangsters, guys with a Death wish." He bit off his cigar, a spark arcing through the night sky, "I'm leaving now."
"Be careful," Melina's voice responded lowly, "According to the real-time information Katyusha transmitted from BHD, even your healing factor can be eroded by this zombie virus."
Logan sneered, "Don't worry, the battle suit Chen Tian sent back, though a bit tight, is quite well-sealed."
With that, his face slowly receded into the darkness.
——
Moonlight streamed through the shattered French windows into the Villa, and the crystal chandelier swayed in the bloody night wind, casting mottled light and shadow onto the corpses strewn across the floor. The head of each corpse had suffered a fatal blow—either precisely pierced by an energy weapon or completely pulverized by superhuman strength.
Dark red blood snaked across the marble floor, gleaming eerily under the moonlight.
"Drip—"
A drop of fresh blood fell from a crack in the ceiling.
Eric hovered in mid-air, his liquid metal helmet receding like a tide, revealing his face. "Confirmed, cleanup complete."
Across from him, Psylocke squatted on a table, flicking fresh blood from her black blade. Like Eric, she was clad in a fully sealed 'Black Panther' battle suit, which shimmered with a faint purple light.
"Thirty-seven targets, all dealt with." Psylocke flicked her wrist, the residual energy of her psionic weapon slightly warping the air. "Easier than expected."
Eric didn't respond, instead pressing his comms.
"Melina, 37 target threats neutralized. Where's the next target?"
Melina's calm voice came through the comms: "Received. According to the latest intelligence, there's an abnormal energy signature at the Prime Minister's residence."
Eric simply grunted, then hung up the communication. He looked at Psylocke: "Psylocke, you heard her. To the next target."
Psylocke chuckled, "Good, I haven't had my fill of killing yet."
With that, she pulled a sphere from her waist pouch and threw it to the ground. The moment the two figures vanished, the sphere exploded with a blinding white light, then burned fiercely. Before long, the entire Villa was engulfed in flames.
——
Beneath the Tenshukaku in Osaka Castle Park, the air was thick with the heavy scent of blood and the acrid smell of gunpowder residue.
The underground research facility here had become a slaughterhouse.
Bodies lay haphazardly on the ground, some cut into countless pieces with cuts as smooth as mirrors; others were impaled through the head by metal feathers, pinned to the walls, blood slowly sliding down the walls to form dark red streams on the ground.
Vergil stood on the only patch of ground not stained with blood, his Yamato slowly returning to its sheath, the blade humming. His fully sealed battle suit glowed with a cold blue light, and his eyes beneath the mask calmly surveyed this land of Death.
In mid-air, Angel—Warren Worthington III—hovered, his metallic wings slightly spread, each feather gleaming coldly. He looked down at the corpses on the ground, a mocking curve playing on his lips.
"These Neon people are truly insane. They actually dared to bring out the zombie virus for research?" His voice, transmitted through his battle suit's communication system, carried a hint of mockery. "Do they really think they can control this thing?"
Vergil did not answer, merely staring silently at one of the corpses—a researcher in a white lab coat, still clutching a data chip stained with blood.
"Burn this place." He finally spoke, his voice like an arctic wind.
Angel grinned, pulling a sphere—a high-combustion mini-bomb, its surface flashing with dangerous red light—from his tactical waist pouch.
"Gladly."
He tossed it lightly, the bomb arcing gracefully through the air before landing precisely on the control console in the center of the research facility.
Boom—!
Blazing flames instantly engulfed the entire underground space, the intense heat incinerating bodies, equipment, and even the walls into char. The Impact of the explosion caused the foundation of the Tenshukaku to tremble slightly, and gravel and dust rained down from the ceiling.
Vergil and Angel had already retreated to a safe area, standing in the night of Osaka Castle Park, silently watching the Tenshukaku. Fierce flames erupted from underground, making the historic building resemble a gate to hell.
"Mission complete here," Vergil said indifferently.
Angel stretched his metallic wings and sneered, "I hope those guys hiding in the shadows understand—some things, if you touch them, you die."
Vergil turned and stepped forward, drawing Yamato and slicing it through the air, opening a cross-shaped spatial gate. "Stop talking nonsense, there's another mission to complete."
Angel retracted his wings and ran cheerfully towards the cross-shaped portal.
——
Outside the crimson repulsion field, the zombie horde continued to relentlessly assault the barrier. Their bones shattered upon Impact, and their flesh burst at the edge of the energy field, yet they pressed on tirelessly, one after another. The air was thick with the putrid stench of decay and blood, making it nauseating.
Suddenly, a dazzling blue light flared at the edge of the repulsion field—dozens of Arbitrators drop pods descended from the sky, landing precisely around the giant dome. The hatches opened, and Vibranium protective nets unfolded like living things, quickly merging with Chen Tian's repulsion field to form an even more robust barrier.
"Protective net deployed." Jarvis's voice sounded in the communication channel. "Energy stable, estimated to last 48 hours."
Chen Tian nodded slightly, the small red sphere at his fingertips slowly rotating, maintaining the stability of the repulsion field. His gaze swept across the battlefield, confirming that civilians had largely been evacuated into the giant dome.
Just then, a dark figure descended from the sky, landing lightly beside him. Black Panther T'Challa. He raised a hand and waved, and dozens of small devices shot out from his fighter jet, landing precisely on the ground around the giant dome.
"Su Rui asked me to bring these. They're simplified versions of Wakanda's energy barrier. While not as good as Wakanda's, they should be sufficient for now," T'Challa said.
The devices activated, and a pale blue energy barrier rippled outwards, overlapping with the Vibranium protective net to form a double layer of defense. The zombie Impact was completely blocked, and even their roars became muffled.
"Thanks," Chen Tian said curtly. He retracted the repulsion field from 'He'. "Friday, have Tony and the others arrived?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of engines echoed from the sky. The 'Deathwing' fighter jet slowly descended onto the open ground outside the giant dome. The hatch opened, and Tony, Steve, Natasha, 2B, Kiana, Dante, Bayonetta, and Deadpool quickly exited, followed by dozens of Arbitrators combat robots.
"The situation is worse than imagined." Tony's face mask retracted, revealing a grave expression. "The infection rate across the entire Zha Huang has already exceeded 60%. We must act immediately."
Chen Tian turned to face the group. "Listen up, this is not the time for morality. We have only three missions—rescue survivors, eliminate all infected, and burn all contaminated corpses and blood."
No one objected. Everyone's expressions were exceptionally serious; they knew that any hesitation could allow the virus to spread further.
"T'Challa, how long can your barrier last?" Chen Tian asked.
"At least 24 hours," T'Challa replied, "but if the zombies continue to Impact, the time will shorten."
"That's enough." Chen Tian nodded. "Kiana, you and Banner are responsible for commanding the Arbitrators robots to establish an outer defense line; Tony, Steve, Natasha, Dante, you lead the robot squad to search for survivors within Zha Huang; T'Challa, you, 2B, and Deadpool are responsible for clearing any potential threats within the barrier."
Everyone nodded. The solemn atmosphere made even the usually talkative Deadpool only dare to murmur quietly to himself.
Everyone donned fully sealed Vibranium battle suits similar to Black Panther's, then proceeded to their respective mission objectives.
Chen Tian, meanwhile, hovered in the night sky over Zha Huang, ready to support each squad at any time.
From the air, he looked far out at the main roads leading to other cities.
"Jarvis, what's the status of the defense lines established at the various key roads in Zha Huang?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Mr. Chen, all main entry and exit points have been deployed with Vibranium protective nets, achieving 100% blockade." Jarvis responded promptly. "But according to satellite scans, the Neon government still hasn't taken any effective action. Their army is still on standby outside the blockade, seemingly... observing."
Chen Tian sneered, a cold anger flashing in his eyes. "Heh, they truly are a bunch of insects. Once this disaster is over, I'll settle accounts with them."
Just then, Ethan's urgent voice came through the comms: "Chen Tian, I found it! The first infected!"
Chen Tian frowned, "Where?"
"I'll send it to you! I don't know how to describe it, you need to judge for yourself!" Ethan's voice was very anxious, indicating that the news he found had shocked him greatly.
Chen Tian's wristband projected Ethan's holographic transmission.
In the projection, in a dark alley in Zha Huang, the air suddenly ripped open, and a metallic arm, holding a zombie, threw it onto a drunken man lying nearby. The zombie pounced on the drunkard, biting him repeatedly, and the drunkard let out a horrifying scream.
None of this caught Chen Tian's attention. His focus was entirely on the metallic arm. He kept pausing and zooming in, finally discerning the different lights emanating from the spatial rift.
Blue, yellow, red, green, purple, orange.
"Infinity Stones..." Chen Tian took a deep breath. "Ultron Vision?"
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