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The scene of the chaotic battle was nothing short of a disaster.
It completely lacks that orderly, perfectly coordinated, and pleasing aesthetic feeling.
The scene of Gwen Strange, Thor, and Captain America battling the symbiote felt exactly like a scene from "Kick-Ass".
Everyone felt like they were being a superhero for the first time.
Even the first battle.
Spider-Woman Gwen swings between buildings, trying to tie a bow on the monster with her webs, but instead sticks Captain America Steve Rogers' shield, which he threw at the monster, to the wall.
"Gwen! That's my weapon! What are you doing?" Captain America roared and jumped up to grab it, only to be slapped away by the monster and sent crashing into the dessert shop across the street.
Thor is indeed very powerful in combat.
however.
He swung the hammer and shouted to the sky.
"For Asgard!"
then.
A bolt of lightning struck, but missed; another bolt struck, and missed again—the merciful Thor was putting on an act, leaving even the monsters standing still bewildered.
After some operations.
Thor caused more destruction to the streets than any monster could.
Many shops were blown up like fireworks.
"Um... well, I have some gold coins, I'll compensate you... Don't run away, we'll resolve the trouble soon, you have to trust the Northern God Alliance."
Thor was unable to stop the fleeing shopkeepers.
In the midst of electric light.
"It's Wednesday! We should be called the Evil Eye Alliance!" Doctor Strange was using a portal to shield an elderly woman from flying debris.
"Da da da da~" The Sorcerer Supreme pulled out his appendix, took out a heavy Gatling gun from it, and used magic to stabilize it in mid-air and fired a barrage at the monster.
The muzzle rotates.
It emits a chilling buzzing sound.
"This is a mage?!"
Gwen, who was constantly controlling the situation and moving nimbly, widened her eyes—hundreds of bullets poured out like a torrential rain, each bullet tip wrapped with streaks of blue electricity.
obviously.
He had Thor enchant his bullets.
The magic bullets whistled as they hurtled towards the monster!
Its power and influence are astonishing.
The bullets forced the monster to retreat repeatedly, its body splattering red matter as it twisted and deformed, eventually being forced to the front of a building where it was almost pressed against the wall!
however.
Doctor Strange's attack lasted for less than a minute.
It immediately went silent.
"Continue, Doctor!"
Gwen shouted.
She was probably the only one in the team who performed reasonably well. Although she made a few minor mistakes, she did manage to limit the monster's movement by constantly using the spider silk.
"I'm out of bullets. Do you know how expensive Gatling gun bullets are?" Doctor Strange pulled out two more submachine guns. His blunt honesty left Gwen speechless.
Even superheroes sometimes struggle with financial difficulties.
"What a swarm of annoying flies." The monster, having taken a breath, landed on the wall, its chest twitching as it spat out the bullets embedded in its body!
"Dang Dang Dang~"
The bullet fell to the ground.
Very crisp.
"It's okay?"
Doctor Strange was horrified.
"You think these toys can hurt me? I devoured my father! I became a stronger being, your bullets? Ha... just desserts."
The monster, with its scarlet body and a viscous, oily substance constantly churning around it, grinned maliciously, "Look at your teamwork, hahaha! You're just like circus clowns!"
It mercilessly mocked the superhero gang.
"With such an incredibly resilient life, is this guy also an evil god?"
Doctor Strange gritted his teeth.
He was, after all, a novice, and had never seen much of the world before. He fired his submachine gun wildly, but this output was completely meaningless to the monster.
"Why don't you ask that unseen person, the one running for king, to fund you?" Thor, struggling to control lightning, questioned Doctor Strange as he attacked his enemies.
He was a god-level powerhouse.
Now he's actually turned himself into a Thunder God.
That's truly outrageous.
The lightning bolts he modified were easily dodged by the crimson monster.
No matter how powerful the attack is, it's useless if it can't hit the enemy.
"Tsk tsk, is this all the future king of Asgard is capable of? Thor? A false god, the great god of darkness is the true god of this world."
"He...has awakened!"
The monster's taunts even affected Thor's performance.
He summoned lightning.
My mind went blank for a moment.
therefore.
"Thor! I'm not the enemy! Damn it!" Gwen had just climbed out of the pit next to the fire hydrant when Thor's lightning struck her. The metal was conductive, and her hair was turned into a mess.
He exhaled a wisp of dark smoke.
Body.
It exuded the fragrance of a young girl—the kind that's only partially ripe. The whole scene descended into chaos for a moment; of course, although everyone was scrambling and unable to organize any effective tactics.
However, they did buy the people some time to escape.
They just influence each other's performance.
How can he not be considered a qualified hero?
"What the hell is this thing?" Doctor Strange, maintaining his firepower, couldn't help but ask, and Thor provided the answer.
"He is a minion of the Dark God Nal...something that should only exist in stories." Thor was indeed very knowledgeable; the crown prince of Asgard must have read a lot of books.
With his popular science.
People on Earth also learned some secrets of the universe.
The three superheroes stand in a triangle, facing the scarlet monster from three directions.
The monster's movement path was blocked.
As for Captain America...
He had already disconnected long ago.
The shield is gone.
The captain seemed to have lost his original form, his once-promising talent completely dormant. He had rushed forward to try and jump onto the monster's neck, but instead, he was whipped into an adult store by the monster's tentacles.
The sound of plastic eggs bouncing inside the glass display case immediately filled the air.
“That’s enough. I don’t want to keep messing around with you. I have a mission… My people and our gods need to descend, and you will all become our nourishment.”
The Crimson Monster didn't want to continue messing around with a bunch of rookie heroes.
It is preparing to end the battle.
A loud bang suddenly came from the sky.
"Support has arrived."
Along with the sound.
Everyone looked up.
They saw a silver-white suit of armor descend from the sky and crash heavily in front of the monster—it wasn't Tony's armor, it was Obadiah's Iron Monarch!
"Does anyone know I'm a World War II veteran?" Obadiah's confident voice blared from the Iron Monger's loudspeaker as the antique armored vehicle swooped down, billowing black smoke.
"Threat detected, protection protocol enforced"
The Iron Monger's personal AI broadcast intermittently.
The robotic arm began to lift a small missile—very slowly. The crimson monster, of course, wasn't stupid; it flew forward and smashed the Iron Monger's hands into pieces with a backhand punch.
"Damn it! You despicable bastard!"
Iron Monarch staggered and used his severed limbs to support himself on the ground.
As a result, the Crimson Monster didn't waste any more words with him.
The armor had two more legs torn off.
Below the knees, it became a pile of scrap metal.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The armor, now just a torso, crashed to the ground with a thud. The rounded shell had lost its large and beautiful appearance, and the Iron Monger's remains rolled several times on the ground, looking just like a giant football.
"Tony! Tony, save me!"