Chapter 142: Each Shows Their Unique Powers

"Hey, guys, I've got their attention; I need fire support!"

"Nice work!"

On the rooftop of a high-rise, Steve Rogers, clad in a stars-and-stripes uniform, threw his vibranium shield, blasting apart a Chitauri light anti-gravity vehicle flying overhead, then casually caught the returning shield and spoke into his earpiece:

"Lure them to Thirty-Ninth Street; Natasha and Barton will provide fire support!"

"Thirty-Ninth Street, no problem!"

Tony Stark, his tone light, shifted his form and turned toward Thirty-Ninth Street following the navigation.

Passing the rooftop of a certain high-rise, he glanced unintentionally at the building and locked eyes with the Chinese youth atop it.

In that instant, the relaxed expression on Tony's face froze, and his heart sank rapidly to the bottom.

... Damn it!

Didn't S. H. I. E. L. D. evacuate in advance?

How is there still a civilian here?!

Didn't S. H. I. E. L. D. evacuate in advance?!

Tony gritted his teeth, cursing the bald black man in his heart for being unreliable.

He immediately turned his direction, trying to lure the Chitauri soldiers behind him elsewhere.

But unfortunately, the Chitauri soldiers on the side had already spotted the youth on the rooftop; they sneered and raised their forearm cannons, aiming at the high-rise and pulling the triggers.

Seeing this, Tony, in a moment of panic, couldn't help but turn and fly toward the high-rise.

But before he could arrive in time, more than a dozen energy beams poured out, densely bombarding the rooftop.

"Boom-boom-boom—"

The blue energy beams exploded in mid-air.

The youth, enveloped in a hazy wind shield, looked at the Chitauri soldiers before him with a shocked expression and said calmly:

"Xun Wind Seal · Shaoze High Wind!"

In that instant, Surging Technique erupted from the Shaoze acupoint at the tip of his knuckles, transforming into a high-speed rotating cutting airflow that rushed rapidly toward the dense formation of Chitauri soldiers.

"Pfft—"

Accompanied by the hum of air being sliced, the bodies of dozens of Chitauri soldiers burst into flowers of blood.

Whether it was the metal armor on their bodies or the light single-soldier flight devices beneath their feet, before the Gao Wind they were like paper-mache, easily severed by it, breaking into two pieces from different positions.

Blood and severed limbs danced in the air, accompanied by metal debris raining down.

Yet that pale green wind blade, after slaughtering dozens of Chitauri soldiers, continued with undiminished force to strike the neighboring high-rise, shattering windows on at least three floors and leaving a crack over ten meters long on the building.

Witnessing a method beyond comprehension, Tony Stark's expression froze; he quickly halted his movement, hovering at the edge of the rooftop.

"Nice trick!"

Tony, whistling in admiration, looked at the youth and said, "Who are you? A magician, or the Chinese helper mentioned by the bald black man?"

"The latter!" the youth smiled slightly, "If the bald black man you speak of is S. H. I. E. L. D. Director Nick Fury!"

"Excellent!" Tony nodded, saying, "I like your attitude toward Nick Fury; you have the same taste as me."

"If it weren't for these unfriendly guests, I would be happy to sit down and discuss things with you, but now, I think New York needs someone like you more than I do..."

Hearing Tony's subtle invitation, the youth curled the corner of his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly spotted a flying vehicle emerging from between the high-rises; he waved his hand, cutting out a wind blade that blasted the light anti-gravity vehicle that had strayed into this area in mid-air.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sound came from behind, shattering a large amount of glass.

Tony was startled; he turned to look at the wreckage falling toward the ground and whistled, saying:

"Now I'm even more interested in you!"

On the other side, Natasha and Barton piloted a Quinjet, hovering over Thirty-Ninth Street.

Seeing that Iron Man was still not appearing, Natasha couldn't help but frown and asked, "Mr. Stark, we are in position!"

"No need!" Tony's voice came through the earpiece, "I've met a friend who can fly; he can provide me with more timely fire support than you..."

"A friend who can fly?"

"The Chinese helper you mentioned; don't you remember?"

Amidst the intense cannon fire, Tony fired three micro-missiles from his shoulder, blasting apart two Chitauri light anti-gravity vehicles, then turned to look at the youth standing in mid-air, stepping on a vortex and constantly casting wind blades, and shouted:

"What was your name again?"

"Pfft—"

The youth, slaughtering Chitauri fodder like a god, turned his head, grinned, and revealed two rows of white teeth.

"Su Su Haoming."

"Oh right, Su Su Haoming!"

It's them!

Broken Chinese came through the earpiece; Natasha breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Hawkeye beside her, saying, "Reinforcements have arrived; go support the Captain on the front line!"

Meanwhile, in various battlefields across New York, the members displayed their methods one by one, each showing their unique powers, slaughtering Chitauri fodder.

Fan Xian stepped on a vortex and shot up into the sky; golden-red flames rose from his body. He thrust out a fist, and Surging Technique immediately transformed into a golden-red flame dragon that roared toward the Chitauri soldiers in the air.

In just an instant, dozens of Chitauri soldiers were swallowed by the surging flame dragon.

The scorching high temperature burned the air, melted metal, and caused many Chitauri soldiers to struggle and scream, turning into twisted black shadows within the golden-red flames.

As for Fan Xian himself, long before the Chitauri soldiers were swallowed by the flames, he had ridden the vortex toward the high sky, blasting out fire-type spells with mutated technique possessing radiation properties from within his body, continuously slaughtering the Chitauri fodder filling the sky.

As the foundation of the magic cultivation system, elemental spiritual roots only amplify spells of corresponding attributes and do not mean the members cannot learn skills of other systems.

Just like the 【Ride the Wind】 technique within the Xun Wind Seal, it is the most effective flight spell for the Qi Cultivation stage.

Including Fan Xian, many members without the Wind Spirit Root would also learn this spell as a matter of course.

Xiang Yunye naturally did the same, but he clearly had no intention of using a flight spell.

At this moment, he was half-squatting on the edge of a high-rise building, his right hand gently pressing against the hard ground beneath his feet.

"Boom—!"

A second later, the concrete high-rise buildings emitted a series of roars.

Under the power of magical energy, stone pillars interlaced with steel bars burst forth, transforming into a dense forest of sharp ground spikes that pierced through all the Chitauri soldiers flying between the two skyscrapers.

"What a hassle..."

Looking at the Chitauri soldiers on the spikes who had not yet completely died, Xiang Yunye sighed, waved his large hand, and blood mixed with chemical stimulants flew out from the bodies of the numerous grunts, turning into streams of blood arrows that pierced their foreheads.

As a cultivator with both Earth and Water Spirit Roots, Xiang Yunye's combat power at high altitudes was slightly inferior.

Although the magical energy within his body could be directly converted into matter, the efficiency would certainly be inferior to directly manipulating matter.

In comparison, Fan Xian and Su Su Haoming seemed like fish in water; whether it was wind spells or fire spells, they could achieve maximum efficiency under the condition of converting magical energy into matter.

"If only it would rain right now!"

Xiang Yunye looked at the sky above, thought for a moment, stepped onto a vortex of air, and flew towards the Stark Tower.

He did indeed master a spell for small-scale rainfall, but it required a very long casting time.

If he wanted to release the spell faster, he would need the help of certain people.

For instance, the God of Thunder currently fighting atop the Stark Tower—Thor Odinson!

"Get lost!"

Thor, clad in armor and a cape, roared and swung the Mjolnir in his hand, smashing it towards the enemy before him.

But before his hammer could even touch the opponent's skin, a heavier and more massive giant hammer came whistling through the air, colliding with a thunderous crash against the lightning-arc-flashing Mjolnir.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the surging air currents transformed into a shockwave that swept in all directions.

The two figures instantly flew up, each knocked back more than ten meters, before crashing heavily onto the concrete ground.

The hard concrete was smashed into two huge craters; Thor supported himself on the ground to stand up, glaring angrily at the tall figure ahead.

This person was tall, at least four meters, clad entirely in armor with dark skin, wielding a transformable metal giant hammer; he was Black Dwarf, one of the Black Order under Thanos!

Before the portal even opened, Thor had already arrived here, attempting to stop his younger brother Loki.

But unfortunately, Loki was already full of jealousy towards his foolish older brother; the more Thor urged him to return to Asgard to confess, the more determined he became to invade Earth.

With no way to reason with him, Thor could only choose to try physics.

Just as he was preparing to beat up his brother, two Black Order members suddenly appeared and blocked him together, causing Loki to successfully open the portal and summon the universal mercenaries, the Chitauri army.

Afterwards, Loki freed his hands and, joining forces with the two Black Order members, drove Thor into a retreat.

But fortunately, just as Loki had the help of the Black Order, two powerful reinforcements suddenly appeared on his side.

These two Midgardians both had Eastern features; one of them possessed astonishing strength, and the moment he appeared, he displayed incredible swordsmanship, nearly beheading the other Black Order member—the Corvus Glaive.

Unfortunately, the Corvus Glaive possessed super-strong self-healing abilities.

The damage inflicted by that sword master could be completely recovered in just a few short seconds.

As for the other person, his methods were quite sinister; he was the type of assassin warrior Thor hated the most.

But fortunately, he was dealing with the equally sinister God of Mischief, Loki; seeing his own brother at a loss before an Earth assassin made Thor feel quite pleased.

In short, thanks to these two Midgardians, both the Corvus Glaive and Loki were held back.

Thor only needed to defeat the Black Dwarf before him to break the current stalemate.

In terms of strength, the Black Dwarf was absolutely no match for him.

But this fellow had thick skin and flesh; his skin tissue structure was unique, possessing not only extremely high density but also the ability to absorb impact force.

After exchanging blows with him for so many rounds, Thor still couldn't break his defense, and they remained in a stalemate to this day.

Just then, Lin Lie, who was fighting the Corvus Glaive, seemed to have found a breakthrough.

The Fuxi Sword in his hand suddenly bent, blocking the double-bladed long knife before him, and then traced a perfect arc in the air, carrying a brilliant and deadly Bai Guang to strike the handle of the double-bladed long knife.

"Moonlight Slash!"

In a daze, a full moon seemed to rise before the eyes of the Corvus Glaive.

He hastily withdrew the long knife in his hand, sacrificing his arm being severed to avoid Lin Lie's Moonlight Slash.

Lin Lie lightly tapped his toe, instantly pulling back to create distance, held the jade-like Fuxi Sword in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground, and slowly said while looking at the Corvus Glaive's healing severed arm:

"I finally understand why you are called the Corvus Glaive..."

"If I am not mistaken, this double-bladed long knife is your true form, isn't it!"

(End of Chapter)