bioinnovel Chapter 574 [3 Chapters Combined] A God Descends to Earth, Eradicating All Evil
Chapter 574 [3 Chapters Combined] A God Descends to Earth, Eradicating All Evil
This kind of endless, relentless battle, which only makes everyone more tired, is undoubtedly a major blow to morale!
As a result, the operational efficiency of the combat personnel began to visibly slow down and decrease.
Even a warrior with such endurance as the Bull Warrior gets increasingly anxious as the fight goes on...
Not to mention that Bull Warrior was already furious because of Uncle Long's "love over friendship"!
So much so that once the mopping-up operation began, Bull Warrior kept running at full speed. He never stopped once from beginning to end.
With his raw strength unleashed, the Bull Warrior lost count of how many "Rileys" he had crushed into acrid green mist like speed bumps. Yet, what lay before him were still countless clones, their numbers showing no sign of decreasing. Each time he thought he had finally caught Amora, all he shattered was a ball of cold green mist.
This made the Bull Warrior realize that without dealing with Amora's main body, eliminating any number of clones would be futile. He then scanned the battlefield, beginning his search for Amora's main body.
As luck would have it, an Amora who had been struck by Thor's lightning and forced to stand still, his body crackling with electricity, appeared right in front of the Bull Warrior!
This delighted the Bull Warrior. Convinced that this was Amora's true form, he didn't hesitate at all. He immediately used all his strength to stomp on the ground and charged straight at Amora like a cannonball!
They rushed over.
However, when his right fist, which he swung with all his might, struck Amora in front of him, it was as if he had hit thin air, passing right through Amora's body.
Then, instinctively turning his head, he looked at Amora, who was wearing a mocking smile, and was about to curse in anger when, due to inertia, the bull warrior's body continued to rush forward several steps.
"Phew, thank goodness I dodged quickly... Ugh?!"
Directly in front of the Bull Warrior, Uncle Long had just dodged another barrage of magic projectiles from Amora's clone with a nimble side somersault. He staggered and was still regaining his balance.
So much so that Uncle Long, who was completely unprepared for his allies, was knocked away solidly by the Bull Warrior who had transformed into a lucky charm!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it—!"
Amidst a heart-wrenching scream, Uncle Long tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Just when Uncle Long thought this was the worst thing that had ever happened to him that day...
Uncle Long, feeling dizzy and disoriented, instinctively reached out, wanting to grab onto something so he could stand up again. Suddenly, he felt as if he had pressed something.
When Uncle Long shook his head, he heard the unusual noise around him and squinted curiously to look.
To his utter astonishment, he discovered that the five fingers he had casually pressed down had entered the correct data, correcting the spatial coordinates that Dr. Asakura had deliberately scrambled before he fell unconscious! And by sheer coincidence, he had activated the portal that was already just one step away from being activated!
In an instant, the already fully charged Cosmic Cube emitted a beam of azure light that shot straight into the sky!
The dark clouds that had been covering the sky were instantly dispersed by this light, restoring the clear, cloudless sky.
The people who were originally busy with the fierce battle were also attracted by this dazzling light. They instinctively stepped back and raised their heads to pay their respects to the strange phenomenon in the sky.
Before long, a visible crack appeared to tear open the sky over New York.
The long-awaited army of the Chitauri began to pour out from the fissure.
A vast, swarming mass of figures, leading massive, imposing war behemoths, surged like a tidal wave onto the city streets. Upon setting foot on this unfamiliar planet, they unleashed a torrent of devastating firepower, turning the entire city of New York into a sea of flames!
This made everyone's hearts skip a beat, and they all turned their heads to look at Uncle Long, who was closest to the teleportation device.
Under the resentful gazes of everyone, Uncle Long first couldn't help but shrink his neck, then as if remembering something, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the Bull Warrior, who was scratching his head in embarrassment.
He turned his head again and looked up at the Chitauri army that was still pouring in.
Finally, his mentality completely collapsed, and he couldn't help but hold his head in his hands, letting out a miserable wail that echoed in everyone's ears.
"Oh no! What bad luck, what bad luck, what bad luck—!"
……
The atmosphere in the command center of the space carrier was even more oppressive than that of the New York battlefield.
On the huge curved screen, images captured by satellites are being transmitted in real time.
The azure beam of light shot straight up from the top of Stark Industries, tearing a rift hundreds of meters in diameter across the Manhattan skyline.
In just a few breaths, the Chitauri fleet that poured out of the rift filled the entire screen like a locust swarm.
The metal hull reflected a dull, cold light in the last rays of the setting sun. The roar of the airship's engines crashed down from ten thousand meters above. Even through the screen, one could feel the deafening pressure.
The glass facade of Fifth Avenue was bathed in the glow of plasma cannon fire, turning a deep red. On the streets of Manhattan, cars, due to the congestion and chaos, were mostly abandoned in the middle of the road.
Even worse, even though Peter followed his brother's approach and arranged for members of District 13 to cooperate with the New York Police Department in evacuating people to safety, the situation remained unchanged.
The terrified pedestrians, as if witnessing the end of the world, ignored all instructions and fled frantically like headless flies. This made the already chaotic situation spiral out of control.
"Chief Fury, is this the special operations team you promised me, capable of resolving any emergency?"
Upon seeing this, Holly Megan's face instantly turned ashen, and her voice became as cold as ice frozen for a thousand years.
"Putting aside the fact that they messed everything up on their very first mission... your Spider-Man, whom you considered your trump card and relied upon, has become our most troublesome enemy! It's laughable!"
"I agree with you, but time is of the essence now, this is not the time to argue."
Like Hawley, Singer, who was initially skeptical of the "Avengers Plan," nodded in agreement. He then continued to press Nick Fury relentlessly.
"This alien army invading Earth is growing exponentially. According to our military analysts, if we don't retaliate immediately, at the current rate of invasion, Manhattan will fall completely within two hours. The entire East Coast will become an alien colony within twelve hours."
He paused, his tone becoming even colder and harsher, filled with the ruthlessness and indifference of someone in a superior position.
"Because of your stubbornness, the entire world has been plunged into a huge crisis. We will take appropriate action against you after this crisis ends. But now, the Security Council has held preliminary consultations... We agree that a nuclear strike should be carried out on New York before the crisis escalates further. Sacrifice one city to ensure the safety of the vast majority of people on Earth."
"Of course, I know what you're trying to say, Director Fury."
Before Nick Fury, whose brows were furrowing even more, could object, Holly Megan's voice rang out again, cold and unyielding.
"But remember, the Security Council has already made its decision; this is merely an notification to you. And from this moment forward, you will be completely relieved of your command!"
The moment the words were spoken, the holographic projection switched to the deck of the space carrier.
There, a fighter jet carrying a nuclear warhead had already entered the runway for takeoff.
The nuclear bomb under the fuselage reflected a dark metallic luster in the cold white lights of the deck, and the engines on both sides of the wings had begun to warm up, emitting a low hum.
Without Nick Fury's orders, the fighter jet took off from the space carrier without warning and headed straight for the New York battlefield.
In just three minutes, a bombing mission could be carried out, leveling the entire city of New York.
Faced with this decision to act first and ask questions later, and to show no regard for the lives of those on the battlefield, Nick Fury grinned.
That wasn't a polite, fake smile, but a confident, slightly arrogant, and scornful smile.
His single eye moved away from the screen and slowly swept across the faces of the Security Council members in the holographic projections in front of him—faces that were either tense, cold, or calm.
"Is this the decision you came up with after racking your brains? You want to wipe the entire city of New York off the map with a nuclear bomb? Sixteen million people, half of America's economic center, the lifeline of global finance—all to stop a ragtag alien army that squeezed out of a portal? What are you prepared to sacrifice next time a similar event occurs? Or are you cowardly politicians willing to carry out a nuclear strike on the entire planet, wiping out over 99% of life, without hesitation, as long as you can save your own lives?"
"Watch your words, Fury!"
Upon hearing this, Holly Megan's voice suddenly became shrill, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and her face turned even more ashen and ugly.
"We understand that you can't accept this decision, Fury. But sitting in this position, we can't afford to act impulsively! Besides, your plan has already failed! If we don't do this, the consequences will be even greater! We can't expect the Spider-Man whose body has been taken from him to still step up and save the world like before!"
"Who says you can't?"
Faced with Holly Megan's questioning, Fury remained calm and composed. His response, tinged with mockery, was even more arrogant and domineering than when he spoke to members of the Security Council.
Every word carried an undeniable confidence, like a dull thud striking the Security Council members' questions, silencing the entire command center abruptly.
"In fact, the war was over the moment those idiot Chitauri dared to set foot on Earth."
Clearly, Fury, who was completely convinced of Riley's abilities, had already experienced firsthand what it was like to have Spider-Man backing him up during their collaboration!
The representatives in the holographic projection looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing this.
Before long, a mocking smile had just appeared on Singh's lips, and he was about to say something—probably to mock Fury for being unable to accept the blow of defeat and starting to talk nonsense—but the live feed on the screen made all his words get stuck in his throat.
A familiar figure suddenly appeared directly below the teleportation portal.
That was Riley Parker, wearing the Symbiote suit, maintaining the image of "Black Spider-Man," and wielding Thor's hammer.
The white spider emblem on his chest, bathed in the setting sun, inexplicably exuded a reassuring divine quality.
He hovered there directly below the portal, his back to the afterglow of the setting sun, inexplicably exuding a reassuring divinity.
However, that location was far too close to the portal.
The Chitauri army that poured out of the portal did not hesitate at all and charged toward Riley, who was alone.
Dozens of motorboats simultaneously began charging their energy cannons. The eerie blue muzzles formed a dense array of killing intent in the air, sweeping towards Riley and sealing off all his escape routes!
But the scouts' artillery fire had barely reached within three meters of Riley, not even touching the hem of his clothes, when it was all intercepted by an invisible yet resilient barrier, transforming into a continuous fireworks display!
At the same time, Riley gripped Thor's hammer and slowly raised it above his head.
With this action, the dark clouds that had been dispersed by the portal's energy rapidly gathered again, swirling into a giant spiral directly above Stark Industries.
Amidst the rising winds and surging clouds, one could even hear a low hum caused by a sudden drop in air pressure.
Countless blue-white bolts of lightning, like a stampede of ten thousand horses, cleaved down from the clouds and hurtled straight toward Riley.
The scene, resembling the wrath of a god with thunderous roars, caused the Security Council representatives in front of the screen to instinctively lean back.
Holly Megan even raised her hand to shield her eyes, fearing that the lightning, brimming with pure destructive power, might suddenly pierce through the screen and strike her.
However, the terrifying torrent of energy that others thought could have killed Riley on the spot turned into a docile dog and began to swirl around him the moment it touched his body.
Arcs of electricity crackled and leaped around him, casting flickering light on his symbiotic suit.
The power of thunder flowed into Riley's body at a visible speed, like rivers flowing into the sea.
The next second, Riley calmly swung the short hammer in his hand, pointing it directly forward.
A lifelike five-clawed thunder dragon, roaring in a way that could intimidate even the most wicked, charged out from the hammerhead!
Unlike the green-skinned winged lizard...
This colossal dragon, bearing distinct Chinese characteristics and once regarded as a national totem, is as thick as a pillar supporting the sky when it raises its head, its body stretching for hundreds of meters. Thunder surges within the patterns of its scales, and when its claws casually slice through the air, they leave behind five long-lasting blue-white arcs of electricity. The dragon's roar reverberates throughout New York City; even those far away can feel a tingling, oppressive sensation.
Driven by Riley's will, the mighty thunder dragon not only swallowed up the surging Chitauri army—even the most elite Chitauri warriors were like sandcastles washed away by a flood before this behemoth, torn to pieces by the electric arcs without even a chance to struggle—but also continued its momentum, crashing headlong into the very center of the portal.
As lightning flashed, the dragon's body coiled and circled at the opening of the teleportation portal, completely blocking the entrance.
The Chitauri troop transports, airships, and scouts riding airships that were desperately trying to squeeze in were all annihilated by the sixth Thunder Dragon blocking the "spawn point" as soon as they stepped out of the portal!
The dragon's head swooped down, its tail swept across, and it spewed divine thunder...
Each circle was accompanied by the massacre of hundreds or thousands of Chitauri soldiers.
Most of them didn't even get a clear look at what Earth looked like before they were blasted to pieces.
In an instant, the corpses of the Chitauri fell from the sky like a torrential rain ignited by lightning, pouring down to the ground.
The charred metal debris streaked across the night sky, leaving countless dark orange trails as it crashed onto streets, rooftops, and lawns throughout New York City. It struck the faces of New Yorkers who, just minutes before, had been screaming and fleeing for their lives, but now stood frozen, craning their necks to look on.
Even their prized war behemoth—the colossal vessel that slowly emerged from the portal, its entire body covered in metal armor, the flagship of the Chitauri fleet, a giant armored transport ship over a hundred meters long—lasted only a second before its head was bitten off by the Thunder Dragon amidst its final mournful cry, a "headshot" on the spot!
The section where the bridge connects to the hull was torn apart like cardboard by the dragon's teeth.
The metal frame, which was already conducive to the transmission of electrical energy, was completely destroyed by the violent lightning strike, amidst a crackling sound of sparks and lightning.
In the end, the giant ship had barely arrived on Earth and hadn't even had a chance to do anything before it completely lost all signs of life due to the influx of this violent energy!
The power of thunder poured in from its head, penetrating the entire internal structure of the warship and detonating the energy core from within.
The ship disintegrated piece by piece in the explosion, and finally, under Riley's deliberate guidance, it fell from the sky, trailing thick smoke and flames, and crashed into the Hudson River, creating a water column tens of meters high.
After the splash subsided, only ripples and a few pieces of still-burning debris remained on the river surface.
Riley, like a god descending to earth, easily turned the tide with a single move, making it impossible for the invading enemy to advance an inch. His domineering attitude left the Security Council members, who were just moments before filled with resentment, speechless as a burning pain shot through their faces in the holographic projection.
Holly Megan's lips moved twice, like a fish pulled ashore, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Singh stared blankly at the screen, his face, usually radiating arrogance and coldness, now completely blank. He felt a surge of relief that Spider-Man was his protector, not some ruthless villain who wouldn't eat beef.
Only Mr. Wang Guangya, the representative of China, who remained calm and composed throughout, smiled knowingly as he watched the thunder dragon displaying its might on screen.
Of course, the changes Spider-Man's appearance brought to the battlefield went far beyond the one-sided massacre above the portal...
The citizens who had initially witnessed the alien invasion and were terrified, crying and screaming to flee New York, all stopped in their tracks. They cast worshipful glances at the "deity" in the sky, spontaneously chanting Spider-Man's name!
Even those watching the disaster through online live streams couldn't help but applaud and cheer for the familiar figures on the screen!
Spider-Man's prestige was elevated to a whole new level at this moment!
At the same time, simply because of the appearance of "Spider-Man," all New Yorkers naturally assumed that the crisis was over. The overall atmosphere visibly relaxed.
Some carefree New Yorkers even gathered in small groups and began to spontaneously maintain order at the scene.
They stood nearby, near the still-burning wreckage of the Chitauri who had fallen from the sky, calmly doing what they could. It was as if the falling metal fragments were merely a special performance to enhance the atmosphere.
Based solely on Spider-Man's past performance, they unhesitatingly chose to believe that Spider-Man would never allow these aliens to harm them in the slightest.
Even corpses that fall naturally are no exception!
Even those fanatics who, upon witnessing the Chitauri army's invasion, mistakenly believed it was the end of the world and that humanity was utterly doomed, choosing instead to indulge in rampant killing and looting, suddenly had their eyes clear and revealed smiles more painful than tears.
They looked at each other, then, muttering curses, rushed to return the free items they had bought to their rightful owners before the New York police arrived. They then knelt obediently on the ground, put their hands behind their heads, and waited for the police to arrest them.
After all, as New York City locals who have witnessed firsthand how Spider-Man wreaks havoc on New York City's criminal underworld when he's angry, they know very well what's going on...
Being arrested and sent to prison only means spending time eating prison food.
The prison is full of talented people who speak nicely, so it's like coming home for them, and they suffer virtually no loss.
But what if we wait until Spider-Man completely resolves the crisis and then starts settling scores with them one by one?
Their fate would be one of living a life worse than death, and they would sincerely regret ever being born!
"See? What did I tell you? You can all rest assured, everything is under control."
Meanwhile, in the command center of the space carrier.
Having successfully gone all in and secured his position, Nick Fury could no longer contain his joy. His lips curled into a wide smile, almost touching the sun.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his single eye lingering on the screen for a moment.
Then, looking slowly at Holly Megan, who had been so aggressive earlier, he continued smugly with a hint of triumphant satisfaction.
"After all, we have Spider-Man."