Strength, endless power, enough power to destroy together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the clearest and clearest feeling that Zhou Yi, who holds the two Infinity Stones, is now the clearest and clearest. When his own power and the power of the power gem were superimposed and fused with each other, he felt a power that he had never felt before.

It was a power greater than himself, a power that was enough to be lost. Zhou Yi, who has this kind of power, even has the illusion that he is in control of everything at this time, and he uses power to control everything.

Just like the Kree ships he was facing now, the starships were almost like playthings in his hands. With a swing of his hand, the huge warship was instantly shattered into hundreds of millions of fragments and wreckage, and then sprinkled like garbage, covering the entire sky.

Even if there are more and more spatial cracks in the sky, the Kree starships that poke their heads out one after another. But he has never been able to take a step beyond this thunder pool. Aside from creating more garbage, these extraterrestrial superweapons don't do anything.

Even their wreckage was the same, swept up by Zhou Yi's divine fire. The parts, which had traveled an unknown number of light years, were wiped out of the world, along with the Kree who were either lucky or unlucky.

At this moment, Zhou Yi simply turned into a door god, completely blocking the Kree people from the gate of the earth. No matter how many troops there were outside the gate, they would never be able to break through this layer of defense.

Zhou Yi has such a ability, to be honest, it really gives the avengers a real reassurance. But in the face of more and more enemies, the role that this reassuring pill can play is getting smaller and smaller.

They need reinforcements, no matter who they are. As long as it can play a little role at this time, it is what they need. But where the reinforcements came from, no one had a clue at this time.

The power of the state is clearly beyond the reach of hope. And the other guys who can be counted on are now not even the slightest rumor, which makes the confidence and morale of the struggling Avengers more and more low. The most obvious of these are the captains and spiders who have begun to transfer civilians.

By this point in the battle, most of the Avengers had begun to lose the ability to continue fighting. The liberation of civilians is an equally important issue compared to fighting. But as more and more aliens pour into the city, it becomes very difficult to evacuate these innocent civilians.

In the eyes of those flying aliens, the captain who broke out with piles and piles of civilians was conspicuous like a lavish buffet. And because of the drag of these civilians, these Avengers in the second echelon of combat power even if they want to fight back is a huge problem.

It can be said that if it weren't for the help of Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver, a huge number of civilian casualties would have begun to occur a long time ago. But with the help of these two mutants, how much time can they hold on?

It was really a question that had no spectrum, and it was quickly answered.

When the overwhelming artillery fire began to turn on Wanda, Scarlet Witch had to turn most of her power back to herself. And with this transfer, the defense, which had already begun to decline slightly, immediately collapsed completely.

The civilians on the run immediately began to confront the terrifying aliens and began to face their attacks. Without any combat effectiveness, they are simply meat chops on a knife at this time.

Without Wanda's protection, he only relied on the captain's shield and the little spider to jump up and down. What can you do?

Everyone is ready to accept casualties, the Avengers, and the civilians. Rather than the gnashing of the Avengers, the civilians prayed more earnestly that the deadly attack would not befall them. No one wants to die in this place, and more people want to die in someone else than to die themselves.

This pessimistic and gloomy mentality is not only possessed by one person, but no one can say anything to them. Dying people are allowed to think about anything.

Of course, it's too early to say dead.

A roar like a wild beast suddenly came from the tall building next to it. Then I saw a guy with blue fur suddenly burst out. He knocked down a few approaching Skrulls, then roared.

"Now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind suddenly became fierce. A series of miniature hurricanes suddenly appeared between the buildings in the streets, and then directly pounced on the bodies of the shape-shaped aircraft as if they were being operated by humans. The strong wind suddenly pulled these aliens one after another, entangled and threw them into the air.

And when these aliens were just thrown into the air, fierce flames appeared out of thin air, like a poisonous dragon, and directly devoured these aliens with its teeth and claws. The blazing flames inflicted incalculable damage on them, and in just a breath the aliens turned them into charred corpses.

The aliens were cleared by an unknown attack, and this sudden attack made everyone a little confused, and at this moment, a girl's voice came.

"This is the New York mutant SWAT squad, all the survivors listen. We have prepared the vehicle, please consciously enter the escape car in the order of the elderly and children first, and the women and men behind. We have plenty of staff in place to keep you safe, so please stay orderly, calm and don't panic. To repeat, we are ......."

The little mischievous voice is absolutely heavenly to these fleeing civilians. Even before this, many people had a concept of resistance to the existence of mutants, but at this moment, all the hellish racial discrimination was thrown aside by them. Racism cannot be eaten, let alone save their lives at this time. But mutants can keep them alive at this time, so how to choose, anyone with a little brain will understand.

However, compared to taking a breath, it feels like a civilian who has escaped ascension. The captain's mood at the moment was not relaxed at all. He found the little naughty who had begun to direct the retreat of the civilians, and asked her before he even had time to catch his breath.

"Kid, how much support have you brought?"

"You are?" He glanced at the captain's outfit and the shield he was holding. The little naughty was surprised at first, and then suddenly became enlightened. "Captain America? I remember, I was told to do your bidding. ”

"Now is not the time to say that, kid. How many of you have come? We need support, much so! The captain interrupted him directly, he didn't care about the so-called command. He cares more about things that are practical and can save the life of the situation at hand.

"There are thirty-two mutant SWAT officers in total. Plus the teachers of Xavier's Genius Academy and the seventeen students who can fight, this is all we can come up with. Sir, we are not an army, and that's all we can do at this time. However, I can assure you that we play a much bigger role than those ordinary people! ”

Naughty said confidently, apparently she didn't know what kind of enemy she was up against. Compared with this little girl who is not afraid of tigers in newborn calves, the captain thinks very clearly.

It's not something that just forty or so people can turn around, even if they're all mutants with special skills. However, he did not say this idea in his heart, but said solemnly to the little naughty.

"Good, kid. Inform your buddies and let them move freely, with rescuing civilians as the first task and then killing these aliens. Just hold out for two hours so that the army can get here. We're winning! Do you understand? ”

Hearing that the army would intervene, the little mischievous instinctively felt disgusted. However, knowing that now is not the time to be willful, she did not have a seizure, but nodded very seriously and said.

"I understand, sir. I'll keep this informed, besides. If you need our help, you can contact us directly. ”

After saying this, the little naughty got busy again. The captain took a deep breath and once again rushed towards the depths of the city, where the aliens were most wreaking havoc.

Although they have saved many civilians, they are still a drop in the bucket compared to those who are still struggling to survive in the city of Manhattan. So he didn't stop for even a moment, and just raced against time. Because at this time, time is of the essence. Even for a second at night, countless people could be killed. So even if it's a second, he's going to fight for it.

However, his struggle alone is useless, and it is still the same sentence, in the face of war, a person is always insignificant. He is like that, and so are everyone else.

It's like Natasha, who hid in the dark and shot down a lot of flying machines with the weapons in her hands, and after being saved by Jennifer once, she was in danger again.

It is still like that, or in the face of an overwhelming locust offensive, it is really a bit whimsical to try to rely on guerrilla tactics to protect oneself. Natasha herself understands this, but she is just gambling, betting that her luck will not be so bad. But apparently, this time she lost the bet again.

Although she had been careful and careful, she was still discovered by the aliens, and she was forced into a corner step by step.

This time, however, none of her companions could save her in time. So she could only watch as the aliens surrounded her like this, and then aimed at her in unison with weapons that represented death.

When they pull the trigger, it may be her time of death. And in the face of all this, all Natasha can do is close her eyes.

"Stupid woman, you gave up so easily? Just a few minions make you lose the sense of survival? If that's the case, I'm so disappointed to take you! (To be continued.) )