Witnessing the Terminator wipe out more than half a million Zitari warriors with a single move, the superheroes present were all admired from the bottom of their hearts.

Most of the heroes showed shocked expressions on their faces at the moment, dumbfounded, as if they felt incredible.

There are also a small number of relatively cold heroes, who deliberately do not show their shocked expressions, and although they don't say it on their lips or show it on their faces, they are actually shocked in their hearts and only feel unbelievable.

We have more than 20 superheroes with different abilities, tens of thousands of army soldiers, thousands of policemen, and many armed civilians with guns, so many forces, so many people combined, and they have worked hard and fought for dozens of minutes, and the cumulative number of aliens killed is only nearly 100,000, and your Terminator can directly destroy all the enemies in the sky of the whole city of New York with one easy move?

That's more than 500,000 Zetari warriors armed with high-tech weapons!

Also included are dozens of giant Zetari steel dragons that are hard to shake!

And all of us, with such a desperate effort, the number of enemies we have killed over a long period of time is less than one-fifth of what you killed in one breath?

Is there any reason for this?

At this moment, many heroes began to doubt themselves, doubt what the meaning of their struggle was, and question what their value was.

This kind of taste is very uncomfortable, as if you work hard and work overtime, face the reprimand of your boss and the disrespect of customers, and finally get a salary of three or five thousand yuan a month, but a former college classmate you know has just graduated and has been given a Mercedes-Benz of 800,000 yuan at home, and you have to be tired and tired to save for 30 years to save enough.

Now the taste in the hearts of the heroes is a bit similar to this feeling.

Everyone fought hard together for a long time, and the killing record of the enemy piled up with corpses was not as good as one-fifth of the kills of the Terminator guy in one thought!

"It's too strong, the Terminator is too strong!" Wolverine rubbed the pair of blood-stained Edman alloy wolf claws, sparks and sparks, and praised excitedly.

"This title of the world's No. 1 hero seems to definitely belong to him! No doubt! The Burning Man manipulated the flames and drew a "NO.1" fire mark in the void.

"I guess more than 20 of our heroes combined to besiege him together, and they should all be beaten down by him." The stone man speculated.

"The Terminator is my idol, and the ultimate martial arts realm I pursue is to be like him, wiping out hundreds of thousands of enemies with a wave of his hand!" Iron Fist, among the more than 20 heroes present, the only Chinese hero, that is, the image of the pirated version of Bruce Lee, waved his fist and swore secretly.

"Wipe out hundreds of thousands of enemies with a wave of your hand? Are you still a martial artist, you're already an immortal, okay! Quicksilver couldn't help but complain on the side.

"All in all, the gap between us and the Terminator is not half a point! That's at least a hundredfold gap! Daredevil leaned on crutches and sighed.

When the Terminator first came out of the fledgling house, he had gone with him to crusade against the gang leader Jin He, but unfortunately he encountered an ambush on the way, surrounded by 300 hands and killers, and thought that he would die for a lifetime, but the Terminator actually relied on only one fist, and easily wiped out all the killers who were ambushed everywhere.

Seeing the Terminator single-handedly wipe out all the Zetari warriors and Iron Dragons in the skies of New York once again reminded Daredevil of old memories of years ago.

When I think about it, I miss it a lot!

While everyone on the scene looked up at the Terminator and admired the demeanor of this savior, in the conference room of the United Nations Security Council.

The leaders and high-ranking generals of the twenty-six major countries all became excited and excited when they witnessed the scene of more than 500,000 Zitari troops in the whole city of New York being directly pinched and exploded by Qi Yu.

"Hahaha, that guy from the Terminator, he's simply an omnipotent god!"

The Russian president slapped the table with both hands, stood up with the table, and pointed at Qi Yu on the big screen and shouted excitedly.

"I knew that the Terminator, as the number one hero collectively evaluated by hundreds of official media around the world, would definitely not let us down!"

With a faint smile on his face, the German Chancellor gave a thumbs up to Qi Yu on the big screen. In fact, among the heads of state who were not optimistic about the Terminator just now, there was this German chancellor.

"Chancellor Merton, didn't you say that before?" The French president gave the German Chancellor a blank look, thinking that this female Chancellor's face is a little thicker, thicker than me!

"Thanks to Terminator-kun, it's best to slaughter all the remaining alien debris outside New York City as soon as possible, and leave not a single one behind!"

Japanese Prime Minister Shinji Abe fainted because of the heavy blow of the destruction of the Tokyo metropolitan area, and after waking up, he has been wearing a long face, and his mood is terrible, and now he sees Qi Yu wiping out hundreds of thousands of aliens with one move, and his mood is barely improving, and he can be regarded as seeing the hope and signs of revenge.

"I strongly recommend that after this alien invasion is over, contact the Norwegian Parliament and award Mr. Terminator a Nobel Peace Prize!"

The Prime Minister of England touched his beard and suggested with interest. His country, as the leader of the European powers, said something very energetic, and basically no one would object.

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

"Seconded!"

……

While the collective rejoicing on the side of the earth, the Zitari invaders were frightened.

Among the five giant Zetari ships, due to the number of warriors, it will take a long time for all of them to fly out in small motorized warships, so up to now, in fact, more than a million Zitari warriors have poured out of the open bottom hatch, and there are still more than three million Zitari soldiers lining up in the giant ship's arsenal, waiting to fly out to destroy urban civilization and slaughter the human race.

These more than three million Zetari warriors were originally lined up, neatly and orderly distributed in various arsenals, just waiting to come out and wash the human race in blood.

However, suddenly, an "emergency armistice siren" sounded inside the giant ship, and the yellow lights representing the truce and recuperation were also flashing one by one.

At the same time, the open hatch at the bottom of the giant ship, two heavy metal plates slowly approached inward from the left and right sides, and soon closed.

Less than a thousand Zetari warriors had just flown out, and the hatch was completely sealed.

This is the decision of the higher-ups!

"Damn! What the hell is that horrible creature that is? ”

Marshal Zitari crushed the water glass in his hand, his face twitched, and he was obviously very angry, "In an instant, he actually killed all our soldiers in this city!" That's the more than 500,000 bloodbathed warriors I have carefully cultivated! ”

Out of anger and grievance, Marshal Zitari slammed the fragment of the water glass in his hand on the thick metal floor.

"Commanders, adjutants, and staff officers, can anyone tell me what he is about!!"