The roar of the Deathwing's engines tore through the night sky as the steel behemoth landed beside the church ruins.
As its landing gear sank into the scorched earth, the hatch swung open, and twelve medical robots, each with a red cross on its chest, streamed out, their mechanical arms deploying hemostatic gel and nano-suturers, surrounding Steve and Hulk.
"Vital signs stable, but extreme physical exertion," the lead robot reported to Tony.
"Mr. Hulk, however, requires immediate purification of corrosive toxins."
Tony's faceplate retracted. "Deal with Hulk first; his self-healing system is suppressed."
Dante, carrying Rebellion, approached, tilting his head to look at the unconscious Hulk: "Do you need me to borrow some purifying magic potion from Vergil? That guy always collects strange—"
Before he finished speaking, a sonic boom suddenly ripped through the sky.
The Silver Winged Star sliced through the clouds and hovered, and the moment its hatch opened, a golden stream of light plummeted vertically!
"Boom—!"
Natasha landed on one knee, her red lips curving into a playful smile: "Looks like I'm late?"
Tony rolled his eyes: "Lady, you're exactly—"
"Tony!" Pietro's voice suddenly blared through everyone's comms, with a background of intense roars and shattering glass.
"We're at the North Capital Rose Manor! We found over six hundred civilians, but the entire manor is filled with demon worshipers! Bobby's ice wall won't hold much longer! Many of the Valkyrie array robots have already been destroyed!"
A holographic map automatically unfurled, displaying crimson energy Veins pulsating beneath the manor's surface.
Natasha chuckled softly: "Looks like not yet."
"Wait!" Tony stood up, "Those worshipers might have already mutated into—"
Natasha crouched down, then leaped, soaring into the Silver Winged Star's cabin, her voice drifting on the wind: "Just as I like it."
Dante whistled, spinning Rebellion in his palm: "Need me to go clean up?"
Tony frowned, "No, Dante, we don't know if there are any remaining Mephisto worshipers here, and Steve is out of stamina, and Hulk is sleeping."
He turned to look at Hulk, "Oh~ he's turned back into Banner now, damn it!"
Tony anxiously rushed to Banner, beginning to check his physical condition, "Banner's body might not be able to withstand the corrosive energy!"
"Jarvis! Notify Chen Tian! If he's had enough fun over there, tell him to hurry over! I need his support!"
"Sir, Miss 2B has already been notified."
"2B? Where's Chen Tian?"
"According to Miss 2B, Mr. Chen went to visit a demon god."
Tony's eyes widened, "Playing that big? Has that kid Chen Tian reached that level already?"
Dante heard Tony's words and laughed, "Haha, rich idol, my great-nephew is very strong now."
Tony pouted, then shouted to Jarvis again: "Jarvis, tell 2B to quickly relay the message to Chen Tian."
"Sir, Miss 2B has given feedback, Mr. Chen's dispatched support has arrived."
"Support? Where?" Tony was surprised.
While Tony was still wondering about the support, countless sword lights suddenly flashed across the distant sky.
Those fierce slashes were dense, like a torrential downpour covering the heavens and earth, cutting the entire cloud layer into pieces.
"Holy sh*t!" Scott, who had just stepped out of the fighter jet, cried out in surprise as he saw the sky full of sword lights in the distance.
Beast also limped out of the fighter jet, but unlike Scott's shock, he was thoughtful.
"These sword lights, why do they look so much like the ones in the North Pole in 1999...."
Dante rested Rebellion on his shoulder: "Looks like the threat at that manor has been resolved."
Tony quickly connected to Pietro's communication, "Pietro, how are things on your end?"
"Resolved! Not long after Natasha arrived, Vergil came, and he alone shattered the manor!" Pietro shouted excitedly, "My God! Tony! You really should have seen this scene! The civilians inside the manor weren't harmed at all!"
"How boring, I wanted to test the power of this armor," Natasha complained, interjecting into the communication.
Tony heard Pietro's excited shouts and Natasha's complaints through the communicator, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed.
He raised a hand to rub his temples, the HUD on his faceplate displaying the damage assessment for Devon County—66% of buildings damaged, 80% of which were completely collapsed.
"Jarvis, initiate City Reconstruction Pre-plan Delta-7," Tony sighed.
"Dispatch 200 rescue robots, prioritize handling..."
His voice suddenly trailed off, because he truly didn't know how to begin with this ruin.
Dante used the tip of his sword to pick up half a demon's skull, casually tossing it into the burning car wreckage: "What? Is the big rich guy starting to feel bad about the money for repairing houses?"
"Shut up, Dante," Tony's tired eyes showed, "I was just thinking... what about these civilians."
Medical robots were lifting the unconscious Banner onto a stretcher.
Steve also finally regained some composure: "The United Nations should have emergency plans..."
"Come on, Captain," Tony interrupted him, "You know the efficiency of those bureaucrats."
He turned to the holographic projection, "Jarvis, send Stark Industries' shelter coordinates in Great Britain to everyone."
Suddenly, engine roars echoed from the sky.
Twelve fighter jets swept past in a wedge formation, the sword emblem beneath their fuselages clearly visible.
"Looks like I don't have to worry about it," Tony raised an eyebrow, "That kid Chen Tian is quite thoughtful."
Vergil's figure appeared silently on the burning church spire, "The aura of the demon lord has disappeared."
"Temporarily," Dante added, casually pulling an apple from his pocket and taking a bite, "Mephisto, that old fox, definitely has a trick up his sleeve."
Natasha's Silver Winged Star landed in the center of the plaza, and as she jumped out of the cabin, "It was so boring, Vergil cleared the area by himself."
Pietro's silver afterimage flickered among the ruins, finally stopping in front of everyone: "The civilians are all settled! By the way..." He leaned closer to Tony, "Chen Tian's rescue team even brought psychologists!"
Just as Tony was about to answer, Jarvis's voice suddenly spoke: "Sir, Miss 2B has sent a communication; Dormammu's worshipers in Badong have been cleared."
"Excellent! Knock off!" Tony snapped his fingers, and the Deathwing's searchlights lit up.
"Everyone aboard, supper tonight is on me."
He glanced at Dante, who was still gnawing on an apple, "Dante, for the sake of you eliminating a demon by yourself, whatever you want tonight, just ask."
Dante accurately tossed the apple core into a broken trash can thirty meters away: "I want a double pepperoni pizza~"
Tony snapped his fingers decisively: "Deal! Jarvis, contact the best pizza place in New York immediately and tell them to get up and start working now."
A mischievous smile played on his lips, "Tell them, triple the meal cost, plus a brand new set of kitchen equipment—as long as they can make it within half an hour, Stark Industries' robots will pick it up."
Dante raised both hands above his head, clapping vigorously and whistling loudly: "Bravo, you truly are my idol!"
"Sir, 'Joey's magic pizza' has been contacted," Jarvis's voice chimed, "The owner expressed great willingness and asked if special demon hot sauce was needed."
Tony looked at Dante, whose eyes lit up: "Of course! The spicier the better!"
"Also," Tony turned and walked towards the fighter jet, "Contact that kid Chen Tian and tell him the party can't go on without him."
Jarvis's voice paused for half a second: "Sir... Mr. Chen cannot be reached at the moment."
Tony's steps suddenly halted, the blue light on his faceplate flickering: "What do you mean?"
2B's voice came over the Deathwing's broadcast, replacing Jarvis's answer, "Ladies and gentlemen, Master is currently pursuing Dormammu's top worshiper, Kaecilius; his communication device was destroyed, so he cannot be directly contacted."
"Then how do you know?" Tony asked, puzzled.
"Telepathy," 2B replied coolly.
When 2B uttered the words 'telepathy', the entire ruin suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Three seconds later.
"Pfft hahahaha—" Tony was the first to burst out laughing, "Jarvis! Write this down! This is the funniest joke of the year!"
Dante laughed so hard he bent over, slapping his thigh: "Little 2B! Your deadpan humor is getting better and better."
He wiped away tears of laughter, "This is much more interesting than Vergil's poker face!"
Tony rubbed his forehead, panting: "Alright, it seems our little genius has developed a new skill."
He walked into the Deathwing, "Since Chen Tian is still busy, let's go back to Arbitrator Tower and wait for him."
At Tony's summons, everyone boarded the 'Deathwing' fighter jet (except Natasha, who was in the Silver Winged Star).
The armor's engines spewed blue-white flames, carrying the group towards Arbitrator Tower in Malibu.
— — — — — —
East Capital, Midnight.
Moonlight, like silver, spilled onto the glass curtain wall of Tokyo Tower, reflecting a cold halo.
The city's neon lights flowed beneath their feet, traffic surging like blood in veins, never ceasing.
At the top of the tower, two figures appeared silently.
Bayonetta stood on the edge of the spire, her short hair gently fluttering in the night wind, her black bodysuit outlining her perfect curves, the metal tip of her high heel lightly tapping on the glass, emitting a crisp sound.
She tilted her head slightly, her red lips curving into a dangerous arc: "The night view of East Capital is truly delightful~"
Chen Tian stood beside her, the hem of his black trench coat fluttering in the wind, the shadow of his hood obscuring the upper half of his face, revealing only a slight upward curve of his lips.
His hands were tucked into his trench coat pockets as he overlooked the sleepless city, his voice playful: "Indeed, very suitable... for a dance."
Bayonetta chuckled softly, tapping her high heel lightly, leaping gracefully into the air, spinning elegantly once, then landing steadily in front of Chen Tian, her fingertips gently lifting his chin: "Then, my dear Adjudicator, is this tonight's stage?"
Chen Tian chuckled, and from the cuffs of his trench coat, two distinctly different masks slid out.
He lightly raised his left hand, holding a butterfly-shaped black eye mask between his fingers, intricate silver threads flowing under the moonlight, subtly trembling as if alive; in his right hand was a ferocious Nuo mask, its crimson and indigo lacquer interwoven, glowing faintly in the dark, the curve of its fangs seemingly ready to drip blood at any moment.
"A play, with indispensable drama."
Bayonetta giggled, reaching out to take the butterfly eye mask, her fingertips gently caressing the delicate silver thread patterns.
She took off her glasses, tossed them casually, the lenses arcing under the moonlight before falling into the city's neon glow.
She placed the eye mask over her eyes, the silver threads conforming to her skin like living things.
"How is it?" She tilted her head slightly, her red lips once again close to Chen Tian's.
Chen Tian chuckled, his fingertips gently caressing her jawline: "Don't rush, there are still a few steps left."
He waved his hand, and Scarlet Queen and Azure Rose were thrown into the summoning space, transforming into two streams of light and disappearing.
Immediately after, he sharply shook his trench coat, and as the hem fluttered, the Adjudicator's emblem suddenly appeared on the back of the coat—a blood-stained sword entwined with thorns within a dark eclipse ring, with a line of blood-red Latin inscribed below:
"LUX TENEBRIS."
(Light and Darkness, also known as Light of Darkness, this was found on Baidu, hehe.)
Bayonetta's fingertips lightly traced the emblem, her red lips slightly parted: "Truly... a captivating outfit."
As she spoke, she stretched, and her bodysuit seemed to writhe like a living thing, transforming into the same emblem as on Chen Tian's back.
Seemingly pleased with her actions, her lithe body twisted, striking various seductive poses.
Chen Tian looked at the enchantress who was wantonly exuding charm, and sighed helplessly.
Bayonetta's fingertips were slowly sliding down his collarbone, her red lips slightly parted, her breath warm.
Her body pressed close to his, the Adjudicator emblem on her black bodysuit glowing with a dark red sheen under the moonlight, forming a stark contrast with her fair skin.
"Does it look good?" she whispered in his ear, her tongue subtly grazing his earlobe.
Chen Tian's eyes darkened, and he suddenly clasped her slender waist, pulling her closer.
Bayonetta let out a soft hum, but smiled even more enchantingly, as if she had already anticipated his reaction.
"Stop messing around," he whispered, his other hand pressing the demon earring beneath his earlobe—the pitch-black earring glowed faintly crimson, and the communication connected.
"Arrived?" Logan's hoarse voice came from the other end, accompanied by the sound of him exhaling smoke rings.
"Mm." Chen Tian responded curtly, his gaze still fixed on Bayonetta's face, as she drew circles on his chest with her fingertips, "How's the situation?"
Logan sneered: "All huddled in that palace, like rats."
"Good." Chen Tian said indifferently, "Remember to wear your masks and holy clothes."
"Don't worry, always wearing them," Logan's voice carried impatience, but then, a low voice interjected into the communication—
"When do we act?" Magneto's voice came through the communication.
Chen Tian looked up at the sky.
Dark clouds churned, slowly swallowing the last sliver of moonlight.
"The moment the moon is obscured," he replied.
The communication cut off, and the red light of the earring extinguished.
Bayonetta's red lips were almost touching his: "Is it finally starting?"
Chen Tian didn't answer, but suddenly wrapped his arm tightly around her waist, and with his other hand, placed the ferocious Nuo mask over his face.
The moment the mask fit, the lacquer of the fangs suddenly glowed, trembling slightly as if alive.
"My dear....." Bayonetta's fingertips caressed his mask, her voice sweet, but giving off a sense of danger, "Don't make me wait too long~"
The instant the dark clouds completely obscured the moonlight—
Bayonetta's long legs suddenly pushed off, and she leaped into the night sky, where alluring purple magic circles bloomed with each light touch of her toes, as if she were stepping on blooming mandalas.
"Don't make me wait too long~" Her lingering voice echoed in the night wind, but her figure had already transformed into a black lightning bolt, streaking towards the brightly lit Japanese castle in the distance.
Every time her toes lightly touched a magic circle, violet ripples of magic exploded in the night sky.
Chen Tian's lips, hidden beneath the mask, curved into a dangerous arc: "I won't."
Chen Tian made a grasping motion with his right hand, and the air twisted, as he pulled a seemingly ordinary neon blade from space.
He casually weighed the simply designed weapon, then drew it out.
Chen Tian suddenly reversed his grip on the hilt, releasing his fingers in front of him, and the neon blade plunged into the top of Tokyo Tower, its body sinking three parts into the steel.
Strangely, the glass curtain wall of the entire Tokyo Tower suddenly rippled like water.
"Enjoy your pleasure in the mirror flower and water moon," Chen Tian said softly, his eyes on the distant 'Slurry City'.
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