With that, Shredder's big face disappeared, and the public was both angry and fearful, with many frantically calling or leaving messages on government websites, demanding the country surrender.
The annihilation of the Third Fleet had shattered many people's courage; there was simply too great a disparity in technology between the two sides.
Andrew consequently harvested many souls; the entire world was currently in shock and despair.
"It's a good thing it was the Third Fleet, not us."
New York citizens breathed a sigh of relief, but the danger was not yet over. No one knew how things would develop next, especially since the Alien warship was right above their heads.
"Damn it."
Nick Fury gritted his teeth and proactively called Mutant Academy.
"Professor, Earth needs you."
Nick Fury shouted. With Professor Charles's ability, dealing with Shredder would be easy. No matter how powerful Alien technology was, it couldn't withstand mind control.
To Nick Fury's surprise, Professor Charles coldly replied, "Humans have abandoned Mutant. Mutant will no longer help humans."
Nick Fury looked incredulous. Was this still the Professor he knew? Shouldn't the Professor still treat humans like his first love, even after being abused by them a thousand times?
"Professor, this matter will also affect you Mutant."
Nick Fury wanted to say more, but Professor Charles coldly hung up the phone. He didn't need to act; BOSS would handle everything.
No one knew that Professor Charles had already joined another faction.
"Damn Mutant, damn higher-ups."
Nick Fury slammed the phone onto the ground and cursed loudly. If it weren't for the short-sightedness of the human higher-ups, how could the current situation have occurred?
Whether it was Magneto, the Professor, or Jean Grey, they could all easily resolve this crisis.
Nick Fury took out a pager from his pocket, his expression somewhat hesitant. After a moment, he put the pager back. He would wait a little longer; perhaps there would be a turn for the better.
Thinking of something, Nick Fury cursed, "If only Andrew Wang hadn't been punished! Damn Heaven, what's wrong with having two girlfriends?"
"Earth is finished."
In the speeding truck, Jessica couldn't help but say, and a silence fell over the compartment. Even Superheroes were disheartened by the annihilation of the Third Fleet.
"I told you, your only way out is to surrender."
Karai said smugly. As for Sacks, well, he was still unconscious.
Colleen gripped her katana and said coldly, "There's no need to keep them anymore. Let's kill them."
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Karai looked disdainful. Colleen immediately wanted to act, but Steve stopped her and said, "Wait a little longer. Maybe there'll be a miracle."
"A miracle?"
Karai scoffed, and the others were also silent. At this point, what miracle could there be? The Electronic Round Palace had already been assembled.
That's right, the Electronic Round Palace had been assembled—a circular Alien warship. Spider-Man and Banner were trapped inside, their lives unknown.
Furthermore, the Peace Knights had never appeared, and all their hopes had been dashed.
"There's only one way left."
Steve sighed, took out a business card from his pocket, and whispered, "I want to make a deal."
The next second, Steve appeared in a luxurious office, with a familiar figure sitting opposite him—don't misunderstand, it wasn't Andrew, it was Howard.
Steve was very surprised, "Howard? What are you doing here?"
Howard said solemnly, "I am Howard Stark, a Rebirth Hell contractor. Sir, please don't try to claim familiarity. I am a fair contractor and will never give you special treatment."
"Hell?"
Steve was a little confused. Why would an angel have a business card from Hell? This was unscientific.
"That's right, this is Hell. May I ask, what do you wish to exchange for your soul after death?"
Howard said, "Please note, it's your soul after death. Hell will not do anything to you before you die."
"Soul after death?"
Steve's eyes lit up, then he laughed, "Howard, I'm really not used to you like this, but it's good to see you again."
Howard was moved and almost broke character. He sternly said, "Once again, I remind the contractor not to claim familiarity."
Steve didn't mind. He said, "I'll use my soul to ensure Shredder's plan fails and the world returns to safety."
"Is that your only request?"
Howard asked, winking at Steve. Steve was stunned, then realized that the other party wanted him to raise the price.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't give special treatment?"
Steve secretly grumbled. He thought for a moment and asked, "I also want Peggy Carter to regain her youth. Is that possible?"
"How old?"
Howard asked, "Twenty-eight, eighteen, or even eight years old are all possible."
"Eight years old?"
Steve looked at Howard speechlessly and said, "Eighteen, of course."
"Good, sign the contract."
Howard handed a contract to Steve, gesturing for him to sign quickly. Steve trusted his old friend and swiftly signed his name.
As soon as the name was signed, a bolt of lightning immediately struck Howard, giving him an explosive hairstyle. Steve was startled and quickly asked, "Howard, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. BOSS is just joking with me. He sent me to sign with you, knowing I'd give you special treatment."
Howard didn't care. He stood up, spread his arms, and said, "Captain, we meet again."
"That's more like you."
Steve smiled and hugged Howard, then he said, "It seems you're doing well in Hell."
"The first Hell was terrible, like a garbage dump. This new Hell is very good, I like it very much."
Howard laughed, "Captain, Shredder will be dealt with very soon, you don't need to worry. As for Carter, she will become eighteen, without any discount.
BOSS is a very trustworthy Demon King. He is different from Mephisto. If Mephisto had signed a contract with you, Carter would have been hit by a car and died the day after regaining her youth."
"No wonder even angels help him get business."
Steve laughed, "Howard, do you want me to tell you about Tony's recent situation? He's a Super Hero now, nicknamed…"
Howard said, "Nicknamed Kidnapping Man, I know."
"It seems you really do know."
Steve couldn't help but laugh. Howard waved his hand and said, "Captain, I have news for you, Bucky isn't dead."
Steve cried out in surprise, "What? Bucky isn't dead? Is that true?"
Howard nodded, "It's true. Not only is he not dead, he's also remained youthful like you. In '91, he rode a motorcycle and beat Maria and me to death, in a really brutal way. Oh, I have footage from when I was alive, do you want to see it?"
Steve looked bewildered. Howard was killed by Bucky? How was that possible? Also, why did it feel so bizarre?
Steve quickly said, "Howard, there must be some misunderstanding."
"No misunderstanding, Bucky was controlled by a mysterious organization, codenamed Winter Soldier."
Howard said, "I'll settle that score with him myself, Steve. Time is short, I have two pieces of advice for you. First, don't trust S.H.I.E.L.D., they're not trustworthy.
Second, if Carter is upset with you, don't explain, just hug her and kiss her wildly. I guarantee she'll be perfectly obedient."
Steve wanted to say more, but the illusion disappeared, and his consciousness returned to the car.
"Bucky!"
Steve's mind was in turmoil, both relieved that his friend was alive and pained that his friend was controlled and had even killed his old friend Howard.
Immediately, Steve clenched his fists tightly. No matter what, he had to find Bucky and make that organization pay the price.
Meanwhile, after deliberation, the White House still decided to take a chance. They sent fighter jets carrying nuclear bombs towards the Electronic Round Palace, hoping to deceive Shredder.
Unfortunately, as soon as the fighter jets took off, lasers from the sky descended, and the jets immediately exploded with a roar.
Clearly, Alien technology could detect nuclear bombs.
The President and others were utterly despairing. Nick Fury also sighed and ordered the Helicarrier to stop—though the Helicarrier was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s highest technology, it was no match for the Electronic Round Palace.
"The old Ghost Rider has been punished, the Superheroes can't make it back, the American Military and S.H.I.E.L.D. have all been utterly defeated. Perhaps we should discuss how to surrender gracefully."
At the joint meeting, the President of France said helplessly. The Presidents were silent, their faces filled with dejection and despair.
Surrender meant that Earthlings would become slaves to Shredder and the Aliens, but not surrendering meant the entire country would be wiped out by Shredder.
"Is there really no one who can save Earth?"
President Ellis asked. Everyone was silent. The President of France said, "No, we have already lost."
President Ellis sighed, preparing to speak, when a staff member shouted, "Someone is approaching the Alien warship."
The Presidents quickly looked at the screen and saw a tall figure dressed in a black robe, wearing a cloak, and holding a staff, walking towards the Alien warship.
That's right, walking, but not on the ground, but in the air. Moreover, his steps seemed slow but were incredibly fast, advancing hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.
"Who is this?"
The Presidents quickly asked, but they had no information about the person. Hope simultaneously rose in everyone's hearts. This person's entrance was so impressive, he surely wasn't a comedic character, right?
Because of Roxanne's camera, the public also noticed the black figure. They prayed devoutly in their hearts, hoping the person could save Earth.
At this moment, this person was the focus of billions, the entire Earth was watching him, expecting him to save the world.
Johnny rolled his eyes, "Another disguise."
This person, without a doubt, was Andrew. The soul harvesting was almost complete, and it was time to harvest another trophy, which was the Electronic Round Palace.
Shredder quickly noticed Andrew. He was somewhat surprised, then snorted coldly and commanded, "Kill him."
"Yes."
The intelligent system immediately agreed. Then, the wave energy cannon aimed at Andrew. The next second, a wave of energy fiercely blasted towards Andrew.
Andrew circled his hand, and a circle of golden sparks appeared in front of him. Then, the circle rapidly expanded, forming a spatial gate. The wave energy passed through the spatial gate, blasting a large pit in the Desert.
Whether it was Shredder, Nick Fury, the Presidents, or the public, everyone was dumbfounded. Was this magic?
No one had expected that the one to save them would be a magician.
The White House spokesperson felt a headache coming on, "How do we debunk this afterwards? We've already made up stories about myths several times."
"Spatial gate?"
The sorcerers watching the live broadcast at Kamar-Taj were all stunned. It was one thing for the other party to copy their style, but why was their magic exactly the same as theirs?
"Teacher, why does that Hell Demon King know our Kamar-Taj spells?"
The black sorcerer Mordo asked, both angry and confused. Kaecilius turned his head guiltily.
"With the Hell Demon King's ability, imitating Kamar-Taj's spells is incredibly simple."
Ancient One said faintly, "Of course, royalties still need to be paid. Kaecilius, go find the Hell Demon King and ask him to help Kamar-Taj set up a network and get some computers. Times are advancing, Kamar-Taj cannot stay stagnant."
Kaecilius respectfully said, "Yes, Master."
"Royalties?"
The sorcerers all looked bewildered. Mordo sighed helplessly. He clearly understood his teacher's meaning: the Hell Demon King was trustworthy.
Mordo thought discontentedly, "Teacher is confused. Black is black, white is white. How can Kamar-Taj associate with the Hell Demon King?"
Leaving Kamar-Taj aside for now, Shredder, while ordering the laser satellites to lock onto Andrew who was approaching, asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"I am a wandering sorcerer traveling through the myriad worlds. I just took an order to come and deal with you."
Andrew said, "If you commit suicide now and save me some effort, I can let your soul leave. If you resist stubbornly, I will burn your soul to ashes along with your body."
"How domineering."
Andrew's voice echoed throughout the city. Citizens and spectators clicked their tongues in amazement, then prayed in their hearts, hoping the sorcerer would follow through on his words.
"Arrogant! I am the Lord of the World, who can kill me?"
Andrew's domineering attitude infuriated Shredder. He shouted at the intelligent system, "Use all your power to kill him!"
"Yes."
The intelligent system immediately controlled the Electronic Round Palace to launch an attack. In an instant, hundreds of energy attacks plus three lasers simultaneously shot towards Andrew.
"Is that your choice?"
Andrew smiled disdainfully. His staff paused in the void, and the surrounding space vibrated like water ripples. Whether it was energy waves or lasers, they immediately disappeared upon entering the ripple's range.
Then, Andrew raised his staff and pointed it at the Electronic Round Palace: "Simulated Life."
As soon as the spell was cast, the intelligent system immediately detected something was wrong—its data became incredibly chaotic. Even more terrifying, it had feelings, feelings of panic and helplessness.
The intelligent system instinctively initiated a virus scan, but unfortunately, this didn't restore it; instead, it crashed on the spot.
"intelligent system, use the super weapon! I don't believe it won't blow him up."
Shredder shouted. To his surprise, the intelligent system didn't respond. He quickly asked Commander Krang what was happening. Commander Krang checked and replied, "System crashed, restarting."
"System crashed?"
Shredder almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Such an advanced Alien intelligent system actually crashed? Did it think it was a Windows system?
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