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Anthony watched the scene through the camera, letting out a sigh of admiration.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
He shook his head and spoke to Tony Stark, who was standing beside him:
"Do you understand now, Tony?"
Tony Stark, clad in his armor, stared solemnly at the data streams on the screen.
"Gravity weapons... spatial folding technology... Damn it, how did these aliens even develop their tech tree?" Tony gritted his teeth.
"Our thermal weapons are like primitive slingshots in front of them."
"That's why interstellar warfare is always fought at close quarters."
Anthony pointed at the screen.
"When technology develops to a certain level, missiles are detected the moment they are launched. They have enough time to counter this kind of beyond-visual-range strike, rendering the attack meaningless."
"Therefore, what determines victory or defeat returns to the most primitive method."
Anthony clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking loudly.
"That is, using your fist to twist the opponent's head off."
He turned around and looked at the group of Hero Trainees behind him, who were fully equipped and had fervent eyes.
"Children," Anthony flashed a bloodthirsty smile. "It's your turn to go on stage now."
"Go tell those alien bastards."
"Earth... does not welcome illegal immigrants!"
"Move out!!"
"Charge——!!!"
...Manhattan streets.
Sirens blared across the sky, yet they could no longer drown out the roar of explosions.
"Boom!!"
A Scythe Fighter flew past Fifth Avenue, its energy blast reducing a Starbucks to rubble.
"Help!!"
The crowd which had not evacuated fled in panic.
Just then, a familiar sound of rushing air came from the sky.
"Whoosh——!"
A gold and red figure rushed out of the smoke, its chest repulsor cannon roaring, accurately hitting the flank of a Scythe Fighter!
"Boom!"
The fighter jet lost control and crashed.
Tony Stark, wearing the latest Mark 42 Armor, hovered in mid-air, his voice broadcast throughout the district via an amplifier.
"Hey! You gray-skinned goblins!"
"You don't have visas! Get off my Earth!"
"It's Iron Man!!"
The crowd hiding in the rubble erupted in cheers.
Meanwhile, on the ground battlefield.
Beside an overturned bus, several Dark Elf Soldiers were raising energy rifles, aiming at the civilians hiding behind the vehicle.
"Clang!"
A red, white, and blue shield whistled through the air, ricocheting off the necks of three Dark Elves and knocking them all down.
Captain America burst out of the smoke, caught the rebounding shield, and slide-kicked another Dark Elf.
"Kids! Follow me!" Steve roared.
Behind him, a group of "Super Hero Trainees" wearing various colored battle suits rushed out.
"That's... Captain America!"
"And... are those the Hero Trainees from TV?!"
Camera drones buzzed, transmitting all of this in real-time to screens worldwide.
On the other side, Firecracker Angela displayed astonishing destructive power.
Her entire body bathed in flames, she charged into the Dark Elves' formation like a fiery meteor.
Ordinary bullets were ineffective against the Dark Elves' armor, but high temperature is a universal law of physics.
"Burn!!"
Angela shot two streams of fire from her hands, instantly engulfing three Dark Elves. The aliens screamed in the heat, burning into charcoal.
"Watch your left!"
Speedball Robbie Baldwin maneuvered among his teammates, bouncing around the battlefield using the rapid propulsion device Tony Stark had given him.
Using his ability to absorb kinetic energy, he deliberately collided with energy blasts aimed at his teammates, then released the accumulated impact energy, blasting the enemy fighters.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Although his posture wasn't cool, the effect was outstanding.
In contrast, the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., though also doing their job, seemed to lack any presence under the camera's gaze.
The public left comments online: "S.H.I.E.L.D.? That's ancient history! We want Homelander! We want Jewel!"
"Dissolve S.H.I.E.L.D.! Give my taxes to Vought!"
This public pressure made the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents feel incredibly wronged, and also made the HYDRA members feel extremely panicked.
They had to fight desperately.
To avoid losing their jobs, HYDRA Agent Rumlow was currently leading his assault team, working harder than ever to maintain order on the streets.
"Boss, who exactly are we working for?" a subordinate complained.
"Shut up!" Rumlow smashed a looting villain with his rifle butt. "For... S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
...However, when the live broadcast switched to a hero in red and black spandex, the style suddenly changed.
"Hahahahaha! This is the party I imagined!"
Wade Wilson wildly swung the two katanas in his hands like Fruit Ninja.
"I can't see! I can't see! Who stitched up my mask? Oh, it was me!"
"Pfft!" A hapless Dark Elf Soldier had his eye socket pierced by the long blade Wade swung.
Wade bent down and picked up the alien energy rifle.
"How do I use this thing? Is there a manual? Do I need to scan a QR code to pay first?"
"Chirp——!"
He randomly pulled the trigger, and an energy blast blew off one of his own legs.
"Oh! fuck! My leg! That's my third leg... oh no, it's my left leg! Thank goodness!"
Wade hopped on one leg, picked up his severed limb, and waved it at the camera crew.
"Oh! Mom! Look! I'm on TV! I'm dying for my country! Although I only donated 20%!"
The surrounding National Guard soldiers stared dumbfounded.
"I-is this also a Super Hero?"
"Probably?..."
Everything happening before them was both a chaotic battle and a show.
Vought's drones faithfully recorded every scene.
Audiences worldwide were ecstatic.
They watched these "artists" who usually appeared on reality TV, now fighting and bleeding with real weapons to protect them.
"That's Angela! I voted for her!!"
"Fastball is so handsome! I want to marry him!"
"That red pervert is disgusting, but he's really giving it his all!"
Massive Popularity Points surged toward Anthony, who was firmly seated in the central command.
Anthony watched the skyrocketing numbers in the system, the red light in his eyes growing brighter.
"Ding! Hero League Module activated! Team Revenue Bonus obtained!"
"Ding! Team Popularity Points gained + 22100"
"Ding! Team Popularity Points gained + 32155"
"Ding! Team Popularity Points gained + 34122"
"..."
"Current Earth Region Popularity Points: 12,252,100!"
"Ding! Earth Region Popularity Level upgraded: Highly Sought After!"
"Ding! Ability Enhancement: Super Strength (7,500 tons), Heat Vision (22,000°C), Super Speed (Mach 300)..."
"Ding! Team Assembly Ability upgraded! Effect: When an official member of the system-certified 'The Seven' exists within a 1500-meter radius, for every additional member, the Team Leader's Overall Attributes receive a 60% boost! Maximum boost is 360%!"
..."Watch me!!"
Pietro Maximoff was currently operating alongside Jessica Jones.
"Whoosh——!"
He transformed into a silver lightning bolt, darting across the battlefield.
The Dark Elf Soldiers had just raised their rifles when they realized the weapons in their hands were gone.
The next second, their braids were tied together.
The second after that, they were hit in the back of the head by their own teammates' energy beams.
"Too slow! Too slow!"
Pietro stopped on a plaza ground, holding a pile of alien firearms, and struck a cool pose for the embedded camera.
"See that?! Speed is everything!"
However, the next moment.
A Black Hole Grenade rolled to his feet.
Pietro's expression changed. Just as he was about to run, he realized the surrounding spatial gravity had warped, making his legs feel as heavy as lead!
"Crap..."
Just as he was about to be swallowed by the black hole.
"Hold it right there, Quick Man!"
A massive V-shaped Vibranium shield blocked his path.
Jessica Jones descended from the sky, forcefully embedding the shield into the ground, desperately trying to block the suction force of the miniature black hole.
But it clearly wasn't very effective.
"Aaaahhh——!!!"
Jessica let out a painful roar.
A dark red energy wave erupted from her body; the miniature black hole instantly turned into black ash upon contact with the red light.
"Stop trying to look cool on the battlefield, you idiot!" Jessica roared.
"Th-thanks, Boss!" Pietro said, still shaken.
Meanwhile, aboard the Ark far outside the atmosphere.
Malekith abruptly turned his head, staring intently toward New York, a cruel smile spreading across his lips.
"Found it."
...Anthony watched the scene of Jessica's outburst on the screen, then looked at the Dark Elf Fleet in the sky that had suddenly changed direction and was swarming toward New York.
He smiled.
He reached up to adjust his collar and cape, and slowly walked to the edge of the balcony.
The gentle breeze stirred his golden hair.
"Finally... it's my turn."
"Ashley! Put on some BGM for me in the live broadcast."
"Which one?"
"Of course... 'Theme From Superman'."
Boom——!!!
Homelander, attack.