Chapter 645: Anti-Hulk! Greedy Wolf! Prison of Death! Six Paths Incarnations!

The inside of the fast-food restaurant was extremely quiet.

The Japanese nature leads them to dislike causing trouble for others.

So even when eating, they are very restrained and silent.

Because Su Han had used the Mangekyō Sharingan to cast a genjutsu, this group was automatically excluded from others' awareness.

Not only would no one object if Su Han and his companions were chatting, but even if they began smashing up this fast-food restaurant, no one would notice or care.

Tony was currently chewing on a hamburger; upon hearing Su Han's words, he froze mid-bite, pulled the half-eaten burger out of the water, then lifted his head and gave Su Han a serious look, his voice tinged with gravity.

"...... Observation Haki"

Su Han nodded; no one objected.

Everyone except Kirigaya Kazuto clearly knew that Su Han's mastery of Observation Haki was astonishingly powerful.

Even Bai Hu Zi and Mengqi Lage felt inferior.

"A battle? That's interesting!"

Xuanwozhang Sect suddenly laughed; the six incarnations clad in black robes with red clouds beside him all snapped open their eyes at once.

Though they emitted no aura, their Rinnegan shimmered with a chilling light.

"For aerial combat? I'm not very skilled."

Marquis Wo Ban spoke softly.

"Here they come!"

The moment Su Han finished speaking, a piercing dragon roar suddenly rang out.

"Aaaang!"

The glass vibrated, cracks appearing on its surface.

The pedestrians walking outside the glass window erupted into chaos in an instant.

"A dragon... What the hell is that monster!"

"Help! Don't come near me! My meat's not tasty!"

"Self-Defense Force! Self-Defense Force, come save me!"

Screams erupted; people on the street panicked, flinging themselves onto the ground or frantically diving into roadside shops.

A dragon with a wingspan of five meters descended from the sky.

It tore and bit at pedestrians on the road.

Standing on the backs of these dragons were humanoid beasts, two meters tall, muscular, wielding spears.

These beasts had animal heads—bears, tigers—like upright, evolved creatures.

The beasts were ecstatic; their spears occasionally aimed, blue light piercing out from the spear tips.

Like hunters, they slaughtered the humans on the ground.

The police maintaining order on the street reacted, instantly drawing their guns and attacking.

But they were no match for the enemy, instantly overwhelmed.

The police were deliberately targeted by the beasts; beams of light flashed, killing them all.

The situation was dire.

The bullets from ordinary police guns struck the beasts but inflicted no effective damage.

Yet when pierced by the beasts' blue spear beams, they died instantly.

"These damn bastards! It's like something out of Black Panther... those spear-like energy machine guns."

Tony's face grew grim beyond measure; without hesitation, he activated the watch on his wrist.

Liquid metal instantly enveloped Tony Stark's body.

It formed a semi-nanite armor.

"I remembered the Chitauri fleet's invasion! Bastards... if only I could've brought more Iron Man armors..."

Tony felt frustrated, but forced himself to calm down.

The main issue now was containing the dire situation, nothing else.

The Anti-Hulk armor surged forward, fusing instantly with Tony Stark's Iron Man armor.

Tony Stark charged out.

He shattered the glass.

"Cute little beasts! Your Uncle Tony's here."

Tony growled; the Anti-Hulk armor gripped the neck of a giant flying dragon and slammed it to the ground with a crash, its head exploding in a spray of blood and flesh.

The energy beam from the Anti-Hulk armor's other wrist erupted, slicing through the air with a tearing sound.

One flying dragon after another was cleanly cut in half.

Green blood splattered the ground; some still-living ones let out mournful cries.