Friend?"
Tony looked completely bewildered, as did Natasha, Steve, and everyone else listening through the comms; their faces were filled with astonishment.
They had never heard of Reze having such a "big friend."
"Why haven't you told us anything? Are you some kind of golden goose that only lays golden eggs?"
Tony started coming up with more nonsensical nicknames, causing the veins on Reze's forehead to bulge.
"What does who I make friends with have to do with you, you red canned herring? Mind your own business! And I don't have golden eggs, but I have plenty of Bombs. Want to try some?" Reze's fingertips began to emit dangerous sparks.
Tony quickly raised his hands in surrender, then turned and flew away with fire sputtering from his feet, venting all his frustration on the Chitauri.
Meanwhile, inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier's command center.
Fury, who had been monitoring the battle through the Avengers' internal channel, felt his brow furrow deeply the moment he heard Reze's words.
He stood before the screen, watching the drone footage of the Female Titan riding on the back of the alien behemoth.
He felt a faint chill run down his spine.
A friend?
Although S.H.I.E.L.D. had long known Reze's background was mysterious—like the pink-haired girl who had subdued the Hulk with a snap of her fingers, whom Reze had casually called a friend.
Now, there was yet another new friend who could summon heavenly thunder and transform into a giant?!
Where exactly did Reze get so many friends?
And each one possessed extraordinary skills...
Could it be some hidden power from Russia?
This vast unknown force, completely outside of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s control, made the King of Spies, who was used to controlling everything, feel uneasy once again.
Fortunately, Reze seemed reasonable for now and her stance leaned towards humanity. Coupled with the fact that S.H.I.E.L.D. was currently short-handed, Fury didn't intend to bring this up yet. However, the unknown was always worth being wary of, and Fury hated the unknown most of all.
"No wonder Reze refused to join the Avengers..." Fury leaned his hands on the console, a cold dark light flickering in his single eye as he muttered to himself, "Once this incident is over, I must find an opportunity..."
"To thoroughly investigate exactly what is hidden behind Reze..."
In the corner of the command center, Makima, who was once again wrapped in bandages like a half-mummy and being pushed in a wheelchair by Hill to watch the battle on the big screen, had a faint curve at the corner of her mouth. she remained smiling and silent regarding Fury's distress.
Smiling without a word
...
In mid-air.
Annie clenched her fists tight. With a series of crisp cracks, translucent crystals instantly covered the Female Titan's fists.
She swung those crystal heavy fists, delivering a frantic barrage of blows against the Leviathan's heavily armored head!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull thuds of impact echoed through the sky.
The Female Titan's impressive strength made the Leviathan let out bursts of pained roars.
Its originally stable flight path immediately became erratic, stumbling between skyscrapers like a drunken fat fish.
Several Chitauri Soldiers inside the Leviathan saw this and quickly crawled out of the biological chambers, brandishing energy rifles to besiege the Female Titan. For a moment, the scene in the sky looked like some absurd mythological epic—
A berserk Female Titan was frantically pummeling a deep-sea behemoth, while a group of tiny figures desperately attacked the giant.
However, while Annie lacked experience dealing with Leviathans, when it came to dealing with "humanoid creatures"...
Her experience was quite seasoned.
The Female Titan's cold blue eyes swept over them. Her massive hand grabbed with the whistling sound of sharp wind and then squeezed.
Pfft—
Several Chitauri Soldiers who couldn't dodge in time were like squashed tomatoes.
They instantly burst between the Female Titan's fingers, and purple-black blood mixed with armor fragments rained down from the heights.
Annie curled her lips into a cold smile.
Yes, this was the right feeling.
However, Annie's crystal-hardened fists still had limited destructive power against a mechanical organism like the Leviathan. Although the behemoth was beaten dizzy, it stubbornly and shakily flew on, its massive shadow passing over the streets of Hells Kitchen.
At this moment, the streets of Hells Kitchen were likewise engulfed in the flames of war.
Gunfire was incessant, but listening closely, it wasn't the sound of Chitauri energy weapons.
It was the roar of AKs and submachine guns commonly used by Earth's gangs.
To everyone's shock, a group of mobsters led by Fisk and Hammerhead hadn't taken advantage of the chaos to rob New York's citizens; instead, they had come out in full force to protect the masses!
"Get behind me!"
In the middle of the street.
Fisk, whose body was as massive as a mountain of flesh, let out a roar as he stood before a mother and daughter who were paralyzed with fear.
Sizzle—
A Chitauri energy beam blasted into Fisk's broad back, instantly burning through his custom suit and bulletproof lining.
Fisk let out a pained roar, but he endured the agony and turned around, raising his fists—each larger than a clay pot—high as he charged at the Chitauri Soldier trying to take another shot.
Fisk in the eyes of the Chitauri
"Get out—of my—CITY!!!"
With a wild roar, Fisk's monstrously strong fists slammed down like iron hammers.
With a loud crack, he actually pulverized the armored Chitauri into a pile of mush on the spot!
These were fists that could beat Spider-Man to death, after all...
Taking down an alien with one punch was no problem at all.
Having done this, Fisk panted heavily. He waved a large hand stained with Chitauri blood and shouted at his stunned subordinates, "What are you standing around for? Get them, and everyone alive on the street, into Fisk Tower!"
Behind some ruins not far from Fisk, Wesley, dressed in a suit, was holding a high-definition camera, recording Fisk's grand back and everything that had just happened without missing a second.
After recording, Wesley peeked out from behind the machine and gave Fisk a thumbs-up with a smile.
This was specifically ordered by Makima.
If this PR material were broadcast...
Did anyone even need to ask who the next mayor would be?
A mayor who personally went out to beat up aliens and protect the citizens!
Who wouldn't be won over by that?
Meanwhile, as the true power behind the Fisk gang, Unohana Retsu had also personally come to this district.
She wasn't wearing her overly conspicuous Shihakusho right now; instead, she had changed into a well-tailored black leather jacket. Her inner shirt was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbones, paired with a smile so gentle it was chilling.
She looked exactly like a mob boss lady.
Underworld Unohana
She was a perfect fit for this profession.
She casually held her curved katana—or rather, her Zanpakutō—quietly watching the battle ahead.
It's really curved, and it gets even more curved after Bankai... I don't know why...
Several gang members at the front were in a fierce firefight with a small squad of Chitauri.
The power of the aliens' weapons ultimately far exceeded Earth's firearms. Within just a few minutes, the gang suffered heavy casualties.
Karl and a few unlucky subordinates were hit directly by the beams.
Their arms and thighs were a bloody mess, and they let out shrill screams.
Looking at the retreating line and the wounded lying in pools of blood, Unohana Retsu sighed softly.
She slowly drew her curved Zanpakutō, the blade pointing down, and parted her red lips.
[Shikai: Minazuki]
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