Bang!

A thunderclap spread throughout the city, followed by dark clouds that suddenly appeared all over the sky.

The black clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it, and it is probably at this time that the description is made.

Huge dark clouds enveloped the whole of New York, and the air was filled with a suffocating and manic dullness before a storm.

Even the invisible electrons seemed to become restless, static electricity flashed at the touch of the hand, and a looming thunder spider web appeared in the sky near the dark clouds, and the winding electricity seemed to be choosing people to eat, and could split at any time.

In fact, it proves that this is not a delusion, at least not for the Zetarians.

Bang!

A bolt of lightning flashed from the sky, splitting a Zeta Swiss soldier into charcoal, and at the same time, the thunder also seemed to ignite the fuse, and the lightning that covered the ground fell one after another, and the thunder was like a firecracker.

Because the dark clouds blocked the sunlight, it was already dark in New York at noon, and the power of the whole city had been cut off, and the only source of light was the light of lightning.

Thunder pierced the sky and the ground, and New York seemed to have become a prison of thunder, which corresponds to the adjective that should be exaggerated.

One thought, moving the stars and changing the night.

One thought, thunder like hell.

Such power not only made all the Zetarians mourn, but also made countless humans tremble.

The so-called Kamui is probably nothing more than that.

Moments later, the thunder began to cease, but there were no other flying objects to be seen in New York City, and the ground was littered with charred corpses and fragmented Zetari vehicles.

But the thunderclouds did not disperse, but began to gradually coalesce towards a central point, becoming smaller and brighter, and finally only a ball of lightning emitted this trembling aura.

The ball lightning slowly climbed up along the pillar of light that opened the spatial wormhole, passed through the spatial wormhole, and then ...... A blinding flash of pure white completely submerged the wormhole, turning it into another sun.

Two minutes later.

The light faded, and the wormhole was still open, but no Zetari were to be seen coming out of it again.

Countless New Yorkers below waited for a long time to react, knowing that the aliens were probably all wiped out, and they cried with joy, or knelt on the ground and wept in tears, or overflowed with joy for the rest of their lives.

But after releasing their boundary-breaking emotions, everyone called out a name.

"Long live Max!"

"Thank you, Mr. Max!"

"Mr. Max, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

Different words, the same meaning, are intertwined into a wave that sweeps the whole city, and if you don't know it, you may think that New York is holding some kind of big celebration at this time.

"What Li said is really good, these alien fleets really have enough rookies, and they don't even have an energy shield technology."

Max also happened to slowly condense his body from the front of the wormhole at this time, and the first moment he appeared, he shook his head.

This group of Zetarians is really a bit strange in its tech tree, the capital battleship is afraid that it will not be able to withstand the nuclear bombardment, and what is even more speechless is that this civilization seems to be swarm-minded, and once the flagship is damaged, all the remaining units will lose their ability to move.

This kind of cluster consciousness is very advantageous for combat commanders, but this is on the premise that the core has sufficient protection capabilities, and the flagship as a command tower does not even have an energy shield, which is simply looking for death.

Max snorted as he collapsed and fell to the ground below.

At this time, the shouts of the people of New York also reached his ears.

"It is not me that you should be thankful for, but Mr. Listan, without whom I would not be where I am now......"

Obviously he was tired, but Max's voice still resounded in New York again.

This time, there were a lot of emotions in his voice, mixed feelings, telling about his loneliness, loneliness, and helplessness in the past, and about how he became the 'god of the earth'.

It's all because of one person – Listan.

If it weren't for Listan, he might still be dying in loneliness and poverty, living as a wild dog, or a vicious madman who might have died in a corner one day, or maybe on some test bench.

The words were not long, and the words were not too detailed, but the melancholy, despair, hysteria, and then warmth and hope in Max's voice were heartfelt, and many people couldn't help but be silent.

The silence was followed by another chant, and 'Max' was still there, but there was also another name - Listan.

Max finally laughed after hearing the shouts of the crowd, and laughed far more happily than he had just heard the crowd shout his name.

I wanted the world to know my name and call me by my name.

But now, I just want the world to chant his name.

……

"Oh, stop, Max, I need to make sure you're not going to explode into a ball of lightning now, are you?"

Max slowly landed above Tony Stark, who made a forbidden gesture to stop him with some trepidation.

"Mr. Stark, if you can pay the bills for the Stan Group, I'd be happy to do it again."

Max smiled disapprovingly, then looked down at Thor and said with a smile, "I've heard Lee mention your name, the god of Asgard. ”

"That's right, Thor."

After all, seeing the terrifying scene of Max's great power just now, Thor was not arrogant, but shrugged his shoulders jokingly: "Okay, I also think I am more suitable for the title of Hammer God, but it is impossible to change my god name...... Maybe you can call it Earth Thor? ”

"No, I already have a title, Max, the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, that's my title, or you can call me the God of the Earth."

After Max finished speaking, he glanced at Tony Stark helplessly.

And Tony Stark looked innocent, as if to say, what to see, this is not what I meant.

"Well, I'm supposed to be glad I didn't have to change my name?"

Thor tilted his head to look at Tony Stark.

"If you like."

Tony Stark shrugged, then looked up and pointed to the sky: "Now we should be concerned about how to turn this thing off, I don't want a bunch of aliens to fall out of this hole in three days." ”

"Maybe Dr. Servig, who made this instrument, knows how to shut it down."

Max smiled and said at the same time: "By the way, now that the trouble is solved, it's best to notify S.H.I.E.L.D. and those messy politicians quickly, but don't really throw a big mushroom on our heads like scenes in various movies." ”

"It's a good idea."

Tony Stark snapped his fingers.