Chapter 620: Gunfight? Immortal War? (A Bit Stuck, 6300 Words)

The lead fleet tore through interstellar dust, its sturdy hulls glinting with cold metallic light under the stars.

Countless cannons protruded from the surfaces of the ships, their accumulated energy flashing like searchlights across the night sky.

One after another, various warships entered organized combat readiness, their weapons interwoven with the sparse true starlight far away, indistinguishable from it.

【This is Earth. Cease your dangerous actions! I am Nick Fury, Director of S. H. I. E. L. D.】

Surrounding them were massive transparent screens, through which the vastness of the universe unfolded in full view; inside this spacious command room, a group of bald black men, some white people, several women, and a few Nick Furies sat together.

"Of course I know you're Nick Fury—we're all Nick Fury, most of us." The lead Nick Fury cut in without hesitation, watching the received projection signal.

"The Great Grail and the Multiverse Devourer are very likely on Earth in this universe."

【Motherfucker! Fuck you all! You bastards, this isn't your jurisdiction! You've been manipulated by those Reincarnators!】

"The Great Grail threatens the safety of our respective Earths. Don't resist pointlessly. If you cooperate with us to search this Earth, we will leave once confirmed."

"Contact us again after you've thought it over. Compile all information about what's happening on this planet."

With that, the group of Nick Furies shut off the projection, severing communication without giving this universe's Nick Fury a chance to finish speaking.

At this point, verbal rhetoric meant nothing.

"I know for a fact that some of them are Reincarnators," Director Carter smiled faintly.

Director Coulson said: "Where they come from doesn't matter—they can't choose their origin, but they can choose to become Time Defenders and stand with us."

"The influence and power of the Grail are undeniably real. This unstable factor must be contained within the Pocket Universe Federation," said the white Nick Fury.

The trust built over countless years and countless battles side by side—could it be shattered by a few words?

Compared to that, the incident moments ago, where countless Axis Earths from other universes nearly collided, proved exactly what the Pocket Universe Federation claimed.

Worlds influenced by the Grail gradually merge to form new worlds!

That's why they could, based on pre-planned scenarios, immediately gather their universe's combat forces here—and now, allies participating in the Grail War have sent messages from that Earth.

"Lock coordinates—this universe is very likely the world of the Multiverse Devourer!"

"Prepare all shipboard weapons! If necessary, erase this universe's Earth along with it!"

"Avengers, the Illuminati, allies from other universes—store your power. Superpowers and magic won't function well in this world—prepare to deploy at the critical moment!"

Everything proceeded in orderly fashion. For them, nothing mattered more than the safety of their own Earth.

The most advanced technology of the entire multiverse, the strongest alliance—even if a brutal battle lay ahead, they must crush the seed of this threat!

"All ships, advance!"

Meanwhile, in S. H. I. E. L. D. Headquarters on Earth.

"Motherfucker!" Nick Fury slammed his palm on the table, cursing: "You goddamn bastards."

He wasn't fully siding with those extraterrestrial visitors—he knew the personality and mindset of "Nick Fury" would not hesitate to erase an unrelated Earth to eliminate a threat.

"Have you thought that cursing them is cursing yourself?" Banner asked.

"I don't care!" Nick Fury rubbed his forehead. "Still can't reach our 'Iron God'? The gods don't hide!"

Steve glanced at the communication device, then shook his head.

Thor spread his hands: "Asgard could help, but the Bifrost connection is already severed."

At this moment, the Avengers from 2023 were inserting freshly charged Pym Particles into their watches, preparing for temporal displacement.

"Don't worry—in five seconds we'll return with enough troops and reinforcements," White-haired Su Su Tuoni stood firm, holding a stack of blueprints.

Nick Fury from 2023 wearily shook his head: "Normal logic says to stay away from this timeline."

"But we came through the Quantum Realm from the future, not through parallel universe travel," White-haired Su Su Tuoni smirked. "Even after they took the Infinity Stones, our own timeline remained stable."

This meant the altered timeline—so twisted he could barely recognize it—was still their past, and if this Earth were destroyed, they might be affected too.

"It makes no sense at all. It violates the laws of time. This paradox is unexplainable."

Smart Hulk scratched his head, packed up a pile of instruments, and looked at the motionless Scarlet Witch.

"Wanda, aren't you leaving?"

"Actually," Wanda held her coffee, raising an eyebrow, "they're willing to honor Stark's name and revive Vision, Pietro, and the kids after the Grail War ends—so why should I leave?"

"They're willing to spare me a favor for Stark's sake and bring back Vision, Pietro, and the children after the Holy Grail War ends—so why should I leave?"

"Don't mention it. I'm relaying your thanks on behalf of another Stark," White-haired Su Su Tuoni's eye twitched.

"I hope they give me a chance to make a wish too."

Even Strange hadn't expected that this woman, influenced by the Darkhold, would be easier to handle than imagined—for the Multiverse, or for those fans of the Hylion Empire.

Her two children were even fabricated by reality manipulation—they shouldn't exist at all.

Who could blame them for granting such a wish?

"Gao Yi," Strange opened his mouth: "You stay here."

His implication: watch over Wanda and the Darkhold in her hands.

White-bearded Gao Yi crossed his legs and chuckled casually: "Without magic, I'm just an old man."

Meaning: he couldn't control Wanda.

"Do as you please," Strange took a deep breath.

She didn't even need him to supply magical energy—she could sustain her spirit and essence on her own.

"It's only for a little while anyway."

"Countdown: five seconds."

A flash of light—the Avengers from 2023 activated the time machine and returned to the future.

Banner picked up a pizza and walked to where the others had vanished. After silently counting five seconds, he said: "Anyone hungry?"

Banner picked up a pizza and walked to where everyone had vanished, counted five seconds silently, then said, "Anyone hungry?"

【Multi-World Civilization Crystal Platelet Module is being implanted.】

The multi-world civilization crystalline plate plugin is being implanted.

【Let me reiterate one more time: I, Swart, am not cheating!】

Confession: As a transmigrator, I was transported to this Parallel World — still a member of the American SWAT unit.

I originally thought I'd be living the American civil servant life: happily collecting dollars, picking up some Mexicans and N-words. But the moment I slung my pack, my superior told me the mission target was the Giant City Ruins?!

Honestly, I wasn't worried — I had some third-party auxiliary technologies and a bit of weaponry from other worlds.

As long as my team and I kill enough ghosts, I can continuously unlock these auxiliary technologies and weapons.

【Eggstick Fireline Weaponry Vault Loaded】

【Civilization Guardian Module Filled】

【King of Gunfight On-Body Assistant Fully Activated】

【Swart (Anonymous): Last time — minor cheats don't count. Even the Protectorate Headquarters' simulation training kicks you out. If you can't lose, don't play.】

Land Immortal Countdown: 1:00:00

"What the hell?"

To others, Su Lin frowned, reached out toward empty air, and vanished before their eyes.

He didn't step into a historical fissure to loop-reincarnate — he entered another kind of space, a storage warehouse seemingly built by a technological civilization: white, endless, with only an infinitely extending metal wall lined with weapons.

Eggstick Fireline Weaponry Vault (All Collections Unlocked): 【Fire Qilin】, 【Fallen Heaven Armor Set】, 【Beam Rifle】, 【Doom Knight】, 【Hunter's Blade】, 【Savior】, 【Black Dragon Cannon】

Just average.

Just a weapons depot — still a bit short for large-scale space warfare.

Su Lin glanced casually, ready to leave, when he spotted another display chamber forming behind him — a full-spectrum projection array lined in rows.

Civilization Guardian Module Restrictions Lifted (Overwrite Manifestation Allowed): 【Hun Tian Di: Lord Donghuang Tai Yi】, 【Divine Phoenix】, 【Demon Kui】, 【Meteor Star】, 【Apocalypse Wingman】, 【Elemental Sovereign】, 【Ragnarok】, 【Shanhai Epic】, 【Illusion Realm】, "Neon Genesis Evangelion."

Su Lin's eyelid twitched. Another simple, straightforward auxiliary panel popped up before him — plain, text-only, with checkboxes.

King of Gunfight Auxiliary Panel (Full Function Unlocked Mode): 【Constant HP】, 【Time Flow Control】, 【Causality Lock-On】, 【Quantum Wall-Penetration】, 【Infinite Ammunition】, 【Anti-Gravity Flight】, 【Antimatter Bomb Generation】, 【Unlimited Adjustment of Weapon, Effect, and Character Model Size】

You call this

a minor cheat?

You're taking this setup to attack a transport ship?!

"Fucking awesome."

So Swart, you were playing this kind of gunfight? I'm truly sorry for looking down on you all these years while your gear gathered dust.

Fuck, I got ripped off.

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Su Lin stared silently at the countdown.

He checked the auxiliary settings, packed everything into his space bag, slung it over his shoulder, and walked out.

He didn't notice that after he left, a new option appeared on the panel: Detected that this world's will is voting to forcibly expel you 【F11 Agree / F12 Oppose】

【F11 Agree (1)】 / 【F12 Oppose ()】

Worst fear: sudden silence.

In the quiet, Nick Fury watched his watch, saw the second hand complete one full rotation, and immediately stood up.

"Avengers, follow me to Stark Tower — no time left!"

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Steve froze, then kicked up his shield, grabbed it, and followed Nick Fury.

Wanda frowned for a moment, then followed Nick Fury too — she was now more determined than anyone, even if it meant dying for the Holy Grail.

Banner, who had lingered, covered his pizza box, turned awkwardly, and looked toward where the others had gone — only to find everyone frozen at the door.

"A long-overdue Avengers assembly — anyone want to join?"

Su Su Tuoni Stark stood outside, surrounded by a pile of weapons glowing in rainbow hues.

The Reincarnators felt the world brighten as if clouds had cleared — this absurd, utterly hopeless mission finally held a glimmer of completion.

At first, some thought only the dead superheroes and villains had summoning value — after all, this was Marvel — and so they joined.

Then the natives summoned ordinary Heroic Spirits: Tesla brought a cosmic fleet, Qin Shi Huang brought an interstellar empire, King Arthur…

King Arthur was a girl.

Is this even still Marvel?!

Only later did the mission update reveal the truth.

But to be honest, aside from those Reincarnators who were confident in their strength, rich in resources, and well-equipped, few teams would even consider taking on the mission after seeing that insane data — not for the sake of wealth.

Most teams still went about their own business, carrying out previous missions in their matched universes.

But this damn Holy Grail War refused to let them go — it chased them wherever they went!

No matter which universe they entered, they got dragged in — until, under the call and lure of high-tier teams, plus equipment offers, some Reincarnators were swayed and joined this current plan.

"I feel that suppression — it's definitely this universe."

Of course I'm nervous — but each team split in half, and the Pocket Universe Federation still has artificial Holy Spring water for resurrection.

It's midnight in New York Earth time — coordinated with the Heroic Spirit teams already in the Holy Grail War, we strike from within and without!

The SSS-grade elders said this world's dimensional restriction is the work of some unknown powerhouse from the Reincarnation Space — likely an X-rank or ∞-rank Soloist, deployed to restrain the Multiverse Devourer!

According to the message received, that powerhouse is currently in this world, ready to intervene at any moment!

Reincarnators are death-seekers who gain opportunities through constant battles.

Excluding those invited through connections, which one of us didn't survive trials, grow up amid apocalypse and terror, and earn entry into the Reincarnation Space?

Thinking of that, our confidence grew.

"Push forward. Open fire."

The order was given.

Thousands of lasers and missiles shot from their barrels and launchers, forming a dense web of firepower, beams of laser and energy cannons descending.

Boom—

Accompanied by a bell toll echoing deep within the soul, a golden great bell enveloped the entire Earth, ancient characters like golden scales rippling with shimmering light, blocking the energy capable of toppling any planet.

"Wear them down like this! All ship cannons fire! Activate energy shields!"

At this moment, the light erupting from the Solar System outshone the Sun itself; countless flames stretched into an unbroken expanse, turning the starry sky crimson with continuous explosions.

Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival—arrogance is.

Someone in their heart thought of this phrase, perhaps feeling that the powerful had towered too long above others, that immense power had been concentrated in individuals for too long, as if they had forgotten the strength of civilization.

"Use stronger weapons to drain them—we can protect our allied fleet." A Reincarnator pulled out his personal arsenal.

Flames of light rose once more—this time, an attack capable of reducing the entire Milky Way to dust.

Gradually, the bell toll deep within the soul faded away.

"Stop!"

Perhaps unwilling to further involve innocent alien civilizations, the moment the bell vanished, someone in the command layer shouted to halt.

Not long after, those well-designed, sleek war weapons slowly returned to standby mode.

"Consumption successful." Director Carter spoke with uncertainty.

From the magnified feed of the monitor, the blue planet appeared intact before them—if they had no other means, they would have to attempt landing.

Ships loaded with their respective Reincarnators and elites blasted out plasma fire streams, beginning their advance.

"Signal request received from Earth— it's S. H. I. E. L. D."

"Connect it. Let them transmit whatever information they have."

【This is Nick Fury—die, you fucking bastards, motherfucker!】

"What?"

The next second, someone saw through the monitor's zoom: not a single star in the Solar System was missing; moreover, the universe, once black as backdrop, had turned brilliant gold.

And in this universe, golden rain began to fall.

No—not rain. Swords?

All warships activated their energy shields at full power, but some with slightly outdated tech—ships stationed on the periphery as support—were instantly shattered and destroyed.

A crimson sun emerged from nowhere, a colossal serpent surpassing stars; countless deep-blue voids spat out warships; golden divine giants appeared in rows; strange phenomena surfaced, then—

A multicolored avalanche of snow surged forth, covering heaven and earth.

All display screens vanished, leaving only graffiti-like light, stretching endlessly across space.

On every ship carrying Reincarnators and elites, all the strong who could muster power to resist the suppression of cosmic laws leapt out without holding back.

Storm and light clashed in a stalemate.

Until a Cosmic Captain unleashed his full strength; terrifying energy waves radiated outward from his body, restoring the stars to visible state.

But the Cosmic Captain grew weary from that strike.

And at that moment, they saw a ship's deck.

A white-haired man in a golden cloak, his hem fluttering in the wind, held an ancient sword, its blade glowing with faint radiance.

"Sorry, Zhongli, today I want to be Lord Donghuang Taiyi." Su Lin held in his hands a great bell formed of energy.

"But I am not Lord Donghuang Taiyi," Zhongli fell silent slightly, then said: "You don't need to apologize to me."

As his words ended, the Great Star Array shifted the positions of the stars, moving the Solar System farther back.

Metal hulls of ships and starships were blown open by explosions; countless special effects once again flooded the visible field—Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang———

Within the squad voice channel.

Lu Mingfei's ecstatic voice rang out with the roar: "Bro, lend me a sniper!"

It always felt like they were teaming up in a game, carrying a girl along.

"You split me into dozens of pieces with that laser net! It hurts so much!"

The only player who refused to use the Fourth Catastrophe simulator, preferring reality, had just respawned and rushed into a warship with a crate of antimatter grenades—its kill record still fresh.

Watching the dazzling spectacle, wildly exaggerated and exploding across the screen.

Su Lin cursed under his breath: "Cheater."

He activated time acceleration, grabbed two submachine guns, entered quantum phase-through mode, spun into the sky, and stormed into one warship after another.

Every bullet locked onto its target through causality.

Beyond the universe, in the formless void where concept and existence blurred.

The wall of sword qi spanning the multiverse had turned deep green—not radiation from cosmic time energy, but a hatred and termination, green flames burning fiercely along a gray-white timeline, bursting through the wall like ivy roots.

"So there exists a power capable of absolute destruction of 'setting.' Even so, this borrowed primordial avatar—how could you dare to treat it as nourishment?"

Yan Sen gazed at the fiery line piercing his abdomen, extending all the way into the Marvel Universe; his lips moved slightly:

"Extinct."

The sword qi wall shattered; within the revived timelines, still-living powerful beings willingly embraced the light, absorbing the broken fragments of the sword qi wall.

They absorbed laws exceeding their own limits and balance, and before the timelines were utterly destroyed, charged toward the gray-white time tree within the abyss.

Revenge

Revenge

Revenge

Knowing they had long since died, knowing the world had long since died, knowing nothing could be undone, they sought the aid of true laws within the illusory history that was both eternal and instantaneous.

Even knowing this, too, was like a moth flying into fire.

But—

One by one, familiar faces, before transforming into formless law creatures, cast one final glance at the slumbering cosmic concept entity.

Within his body, countless living "selves" were continuing to enact stories similar yet distinct.

Teacher Yan Sen's body was dissolving; in that fleeting instant, he saw "Du Mu, who had become Lord of the Immortal Realm by learning divine arts, magic, Buddhist teachings, and science" gazing at him from a timeline collapsing into ruin.

"Heaven and earth are clear and still; ten thousand ages shine as one." Lord Du Mu did not look at the still-living universe, but spoke:

"Thank Him for me."

In the next instant, he gathered all remaining fragments of his collapsing timeline, along with the surrounding sword qi.

"Watch out for Hulk. Run."

Instantly, a darkness unlike the Abyss erupted from within him.

That darkness dissolved his fabricated life, surging toward the gray-white timeline buried beneath fiction:

"A faceless figure possessed Mister Fantastic, won his friendship through cunning design, exploiting his pride and arrogance, until the day they obtained all six Infinity Stones."

Including this history, the radiation spread through all surrounding timelines until the black world and the sun appeared—He amplified a trait already hidden within the light:

—Blind foolishness.

And at that moment, from the shattered body of the "player":

The returning fragment of divine consciousness sensed countless mouths screaming, countless hands annihilating all struggle as they crawled out from the black world and the sun, chasing after Teacher Yan Sen's single fragment of consciousness.

Was that OBA?

To erase everything He had seen.

No—it was Him!

Through the dissolving projections of the black world and the sun, the Abyss's sky slowly opened its vertical pupil; the fact that it had been wounded by the gray-white timeline became a medium, transforming into history that could be freely rewritten.

Within the Abyss, a Marvel universe, meticulously copied, was being born—based on Teacher Yan Sen as its template.

He had taken an interest in Teacher Yan Sen.

Teacher Yan Sen's gaze was solemn.

Suddenly, he felt a heavy pull, as if dragged up from underwater, and in an instant found himself inside a checkpoint corridor.

Loki was now erasing a gray-white line from Teacher Yan Sen's body with an eraser.

Teacher Yan Sen glanced to the side and saw written: Marvel Entry Administration.

"I've started liking social games—they always introduce me to nice friends, like you and them~" Loki lifted his head, adjusted the monocle on his right eye socket, and smiled:

"I forgot to take it, so I rushed back here."

Teacher Yan Sen's eye twitched, for he saw that from outside the checkpoint, every timeline pouring in—men, women, old, young, microbes, bacteria—all wore masks and monocles, and were now playing mahjong.

"Friend, could you help me deliver a package?"

He handed over a letter, along with a card attached to it.

That was

an ID card?