Chapter 545: When Will Vengeance End? (Part 3)

"Spider-Man!

Schiller's roar echoed in the night sky of New York.

Natasha lay on the window, looked down, and saw Schiller, who had turned into a ball of gray mist, flying straight down.

After Schiller landed, he took a deep breath and said to Spider-Man, "Even if you want to play games in the middle of the night, you don't have to throw my bedroom out of Earth first, right????"

At this time, Pikachu, who was dizzy from the falling building debris, crawled out from the broken arms and ruins. He stretched out a short little hand and said, "I swear, he didn't want to play games, because..."

That short little hand pointed to a few electric wires sparking beside him. Clearly, the game console Peter loved most didn't go peacefully.

Schiller took a deep breath. He hadn't completely shaken off his sleepiness, so he didn't look closely at Spider-Man's state. He said, "Alright, it seems the rebellious phase has arrived. I don't require you to go to bed at eight every day, but you should at least sleep before 12, right? You..."

Just at this moment, with a "whoosh," a residual image rushed toward Schiller. Schiller "bang"ed into gray mist again, only then noticing that Spider-Man's state wasn't right.

"Spider-Man! Spider-Man!" Considering the commotion he had caused earlier, which might attract onlookers or reporters, Schiller didn't call Peter's name but called his codename. But Peter had no reaction, just like a sleepwalker, aimlessly chasing everything living around him.

Schiller thought for a moment and realized that Peter's state might be that his surface consciousness had completely sunk into the consciousness world, causing his instincts to float up, and his instincts were taking over his body.

But now, the most urgent thing was to subdue him; otherwise, it wouldn't just be the game console that would be broken later.

Schiller knew very well how strong Spider-Man's instincts were, or rather, Spider-Man's instincts were much stronger than Spider-Man himself. Defeating Spider-Man's instincts was much more difficult than defeating Spider-Man.

Now, little Spider's potential hadn't been fully unleashed, and Peter's research was more helpful to the team. But now, Schiller was facing a Spider-Man in his prime.

To subdue him, he had to defeat him first, but he couldn't take extreme measures. After all, Spider-Man was one of his own, and he couldn't kill him. So, Schiller faced the same problem Stark had earlier: he knew the opponent was crazy, he knew he had to fight, but he also had to hold back.

Thus, Schiller could only release his most capable personality again, which was Moon Knight Schiller.

The reason Schiller dared to do this was because Spider-Man in his prime had a big killer move, which was the Spider-Sense, or it could no longer be called Spider-Sense; it should be called Spider-Prophecy.

The Spider-Sense that developed to its prime was ridiculously strong, almost like seeing through the future. The Spider-Sense Schiller copied wasn't that strong; it could only be called Danger-Sense.

However, Moon Knight Schiller had the power of the Moon God Khonshu, plus the gray mist, plus he needed to hold back, so the battle could basically maintain a balance.

Schiller and the unconscious Spider-Man maintaining a balance meant that this battle would be very long. The two kept moving over New York, the moonlight was bright, and the blade light flickered.

This was an extremely wonderful battle feast. The battle between two superhumans with danger-sense looked like a fierce game of Go, requiring predicting the opponent's prediction, while also setting traps for the opponent, and countering intuition to see through the opponent's traps.

Soon, lights in the surrounding residential buildings turned on. Many people discovered this anomaly. Schiller led Spider-Man away from the prosperous urban area until they reached the outskirts of New York. At this time, the battle between the two was still continuing, and even reached a white-hot climax.

At the same time, the meeting of the Shining Alliance had just ended. Stark woke up from his dream. The early morning Stark Tower appeared somewhat too quiet. At this time, a harsh phone ring sounded, and Loki's voice came from the other side:

156n.

"I have already set the first batch of enemies. Their strength is very low. Even without your technology and S. H. I. E. L. D.'s support, relying solely on human military power, it should be possible to deal with them."

"Then, according to our arrangement, prepare to start."

Stark let out a breath, looked up at the starry night sky, and said, "... Then start."

"You'd better consider it clearly, Stark." Loki's voice carried a trace of a sigh. She said, "Human history may not record these things truthfully, and they may not necessarily be grateful to you. This is a risky move, and all the costs need to be paid by you."

"Do you think I will retreat?" Stark asked, looking at the starry sky.

Loki sighed again and then said, "The portal will open in the Earth's low orbit in 10 minutes. Three Chitauri space battleships will approach Earth."

"According to the information I recently learned, their space battleships are not powerful, at least much, much weaker than the Kree frigates you captured before."

"As far as I know, human conventional nuclear weapons can destroy this kind of battleship, so what you need to consider in this war is not how to destroy them, but how to ensure that your Earth is not polluted and damaged on the premise of destroying them."

"I think this intensity should be considered quite appropriate. After that, there are their motherships and Will-class battleships, and after that, there are..."

"Wait, what kind of state did you fool them into so that they would constantly invest troops here??"

"That's none of your business." Loki interrupted Stark and said:

"Now, get ready. The first shot of human civilization stepping into the universe is about to be fired."

The New York citizens awakened by Schiller and Spider-Man suddenly discovered that an exceptionally bright star had appeared in the starry sky above their heads.

Then, the star gradually magnified, and everyone discovered that it wasn't a star, but more like a space crack that could be seen in novels or movies.

This was a special technology possessed by the Chitauri, but it was far less convenient than the portals of Earth's mages. There were many restrictions, and it absolutely could not be interrupted. Therefore, without Asgard's consent, the Chitauri couldn't invade Earth through this kind of portal.

But coincidentally, Asgard's eldest princess had just defected and was everywhere in the universe pulling people to restore the great cause. As long as they were willing to help her, after she re-ascended to the throne, there would definitely be rewards in the future.

Regardless of how this God of Mischief used such a simple scam to fool the Chitauri, now, with Loki's inside-out cooperation, the Chitauri's battleships had indeed descended above Earth.

Just as Loki said, the Chitauri's battleships were far inferior to the Kree's ships. The size was only about one-tenth of the Kree's frigate. The overall shape was shuttle-like, looking a bit like a torpedo, not at all as majestic as the Kree's frigate.

But for humans, this kind of spaceship was already ridiculously large. At the distance of low Earth orbit, ordinary people living on the surface could vaguely see the shadow of the spaceship.

Almost in an instant, panic engulfed everyone.

Stark didn't inform anyone of this exercise in advance, because he remembered a sentence Schiller said, and now he also agreed with this sentence very much—

Fear is the deepest and most difficult scar to eliminate, carved into the depths of the human soul.

The atmosphere of doomsday began to shroud this planet. Countless communications rang out. That group of people standing in the leadership ranks of humanity had never been in contact as frequently as they were today.

The Chitauri's tactics were very simple. They began to directly use spaceships to destroy the satellites around Earth. Satellites were not only possessed by Earth, but other civilizations also had them.

In short, first clear all the equipment near Earth, watch them fall into panic, and then the army descends to take down this planet at the lowest cost. They had done this many times, so they were very skilled.

The Chitauri commander stood in the command room. He curled his lips somewhat disdainfully and said, "That Asgardian princess actually wants to use Earth to see our strength? It's really funny. Without Asgard's protection, what can this kind of surface civilization do?"

"In my opinion, the Grand General also overestimated them. Why send three battleships? As long as there is one spaceship equipped with electromagnetic weapons, it's enough."

"Buzz—buzz—"

A burst of noise suddenly came from the communication channel. The commander frowned and picked up the communicator to ask, "What's going on? What happened to ship 302?"

"Help! Help!" A series of screams came from inside: "A red and blue monster! Help..."

"He came from the gray mist, we can't deal with him... Sir! We need support... uh..."

"Buzz—buzz—"

The commander held the communicator and said, "Hey! What exactly happened? Answer me!

"Bang!

The commander turned his head slowly. He saw the door of the command room kicked onto the wall, and a ghost-like figure appeared outside the door.

Stark, standing in the control room at the top of Stark Tower, ready to deal with abnormal situations at any time, habitually glanced at the monitoring screen.

He opened his mouth wide, watching the Chitauri battleship that had suddenly dented. The entire battleship was suddenly hit from the inside, protruding many spikes. Within tens of seconds, it turned into a round sea urchin.

One battleship exploded instantly, and the second battleship repeated its tragedy. Within a few minutes, the third battleship also turned into a hedgehog.

Suddenly, a spike on the surface of the last battleship exploded.

Stark looked in shock at the Chitauri commander who flew out, and behind the commander, Spider-Man, who was wrapped in gray mist, rubbing his eyes, sleepy, and just awakened. ===== CHAPTER 546 =====