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Chapter 263 - Ch 257 distruction [edited]

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The tank's cannon roared.

Boom!

A massive shell tore through the smoke-filled battlefield, cutting across the sky with a shrill whistle as it shot directly toward Jack. The surrounding soldiers watched with tense expressions, their fingers clenched tightly around their weapons. They knew ordinary attacks had little chance of harming him, but at this point nobody was willing to give up hope.

Perhaps this shot would be different.

Perhaps this time they would get lucky.

Unfortunately, reality was cruel.

The moment the shell approached, Jack's figure blurred.

His body vanished from its original position as if he had never been there.

The shell continued forward and exploded far away.

Boom!

A fireball rose into the air.

The shockwave scattered dust and debris everywhere.

At the same time, Jack appeared directly on top of the tank.

The soldiers inside instantly felt their scalps go numb.

Looking down at them from above, Jack smiled.

"You call that artillery?"

He shook his head as if disappointed.

"This great one will teach you what real artillery looks like."

Bang!

The ground beneath the tank suddenly trembled.

Before anyone could react, a gigantic stone spike burst upward from below.

The sharp rock pierced through the tank's armored floor effortlessly.

Metal twisted.

Sparks flew.

The entire vehicle shook violently.

Bright red blood slowly flowed down the stone spike.

The nearby soldiers turned pale.

Some subconsciously stepped backward.

Jack spread his hands.

"Saw that?"

"That is artillery."

"When artillery fires, blood should follow."

His smile only made the scene more terrifying.

"ROAR!"

A furious roar suddenly echoed across the battlefield.

The Hulk charged forward.

Like an enraged green beast, he smashed through abandoned vehicles, shattered walls, and burning wreckage. The street trembled beneath every step.

Boom!

The tank was struck head-on by Hulk's massive body and instantly flew away.

It rolled several times before crashing into a nearby building.

Concrete shattered.

Glass exploded.

Dust filled the air.

"ROAR!"

Hulk's eyes burned with rage.

His giant fist shot toward Jack.

The force behind the attack distorted the air itself.

Jack merely smiled.

The black chopper in his hand extended forward calmly.

Hulk's enormous fist slammed directly into the blade.

Slash!

The blade sank into Hulk's hand.

"ROAR!"

Hulk's eyes widened.

Pain surged through his arm.

His furious roar shook the battlefield.

The black blade pierced halfway into his fist.

Yet Hulk's monstrous strength continued pushing forward.

The force blasted Jack backward.

Boom!

Jack crashed through the remains of the destroyed tank.

Metal fragments scattered everywhere.

Meanwhile Hulk stared at the weapon embedded in his hand.

Pain.

Anger.

Frustration.

All of it mixed together.

"ROAR!"

With one hand gripping the blade and the other holding the hilt, Hulk attempted to snap the weapon in half.

The muscles throughout his body bulged.

Veins appeared across his green skin.

The strength he unleashed was enough to tear apart armored vehicles.

Yet the blade remained motionless.

Not even the slightest bend appeared.

"ROAR!"

Hulk became even angrier.

He raised his leg and kicked the blade repeatedly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Each impact created a dull explosion.

The surrounding ground cracked.

The blade remained exactly the same.

It was as if Hulk were kicking an indestructible mountain.

Finally, with a roar of frustration, Hulk ripped the blade free and hurled it away.

The black weapon spun through the sky.

Jack floated calmly in midair.

He extended one hand.

The blade immediately changed direction and returned to him.

At that moment—

"Jack!"

Thor's furious voice thundered through the battlefield.

The God of Thunder charged forward.

Golden hair fluttered in the wind.

Lightning crackled around his body.

"Is it you again?"

Jack laughed.

"This time you actually remembered me."

Unlike before, he didn't dodge.

Blue light flashed.

The black chopper transformed instantly.

Its shape changed.

Expanded.

Moments later it became a shield.

Thor roared.

"Ha!"

Mjolnir descended with overwhelming force.

Boom!

The shield and hammer collided.

A deafening metallic sound echoed through the city.

The shockwave spread outward like a storm.

Nearby buildings cracked.

Vehicles overturned.

Thor's expression changed immediately.

The force rebounded through his arm.

"Ah!"

He was sent flying backward.

After crashing heavily onto the ground, Thor stared at the shield.

His face darkened.

"Why is your shield exactly like Captain America's?"

Jack glanced at the weapon in his hand.

"You didn't know?"

"There are two of them."

"The difference is that mine is much more useful."

The shield shimmered slightly.

Its surface flowed like liquid metal.

Thor's expression became even uglier.

Every battle seemed to reveal another one of Jack's hidden tricks.

At the same moment, Iron Man appeared silently behind Jack.

Tony had been waiting.

Analyzing.

Searching for an opening.

Now he finally found one.

Target lock confirmed.

Energy levels maximum.

The chest reactor erupted.

A powerful energy beam shot toward Jack's back.

"Got you!"

Unfortunately—

Jack smiled.

"Tony Stark."

"Sneak attacks have consequences."

The shield transformed instantly back into the black chopper.

Jack turned around.

One slash.

The incoming beam split into two halves.

The attack exploded harmlessly in the distance.

Then Jack moved.

His figure blurred.

He appeared directly before Iron Man.

Tony's pupils contracted.

Without hesitation he accelerated.

"Jack!"

"I want you dead!"

Boom!

The two collided in midair.

A powerful shockwave erupted.

Then came a scream.

"Aaaah!"

Tony's body fell from the sky.

Blood sprayed through the air.

Everyone froze.

Thor froze.

Hawkeye froze.

Even Hulk paused for a brief moment.

Tony's left arm had been severed completely.

The black blade had sliced through armor and shoulder alike.

The detached arm spun through the air before crashing onto the street below.

"Tony!"

Thor shouted.

"Stark!"

Hawkeye yelled.

Iron Man crashed heavily onto the ground.

Blood continued flowing.

Yet strangely, Tony began laughing.

"Hahaha..."

"Jack..."

"You will die."

"You will definitely die."

His voice sounded almost fanatical.

Jack frowned slightly.

"Who gave you that confidence?"

"Perhaps you're the one dying next."

Tony's laughter continued.

"The power of Sir is supreme."

"He won't let me die."

"I won't die."

"Hahaha..."

"The one who will die is you."

"Sir will tear you apart."

Jack narrowed his eyes.

"Sir?"

For the first time, genuine curiosity appeared on his face.

Then understanding flashed through his mind.

"So that's it."

"It seems you've become somebody's dog."

Thor and Hawkeye exchanged glances.

Both looked confused.

Who exactly was this mysterious Sir?

Tony's expression became increasingly fanatic.

"Jack."

"You don't understand."

"The power of Sir is beyond imagination."

"In his eyes, you're nothing more than an insect."

Jack shook his head.

"You're insane."

Before Tony could continue—

"ROAR!"

An earth-shaking roar echoed across New York.

Shura King charged through the city.

Its colossal steel body bulldozed through everything in its path.

Buildings collapsed.

Roads shattered.

Fire poured endlessly from its mouth.

The battlefield trembled beneath its advance.

Jack vanished.

The next moment he appeared atop Shura King's giant head.

Alice and Ada already stood there.

The wind whipped through their hair as they looked toward the sky.

Above New York, the massive wormhole remained open.

Countless Chitauri continued pouring out.

The invasion showed no signs of stopping.

Ada frowned.

"If that portal isn't closed, they'll never stop coming."

Jack smiled.

"Why close it?"

His eyes reflected the burning city below.

"The more enemies there are, the more interesting this becomes."

Ada sighed helplessly.

Only Jack could view an alien invasion as entertainment.

At that moment—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

More than ten fighter jets launched missiles toward Shura King.

Explosions covered the giant beast.

Jack glanced upward.

"Everywhere I look, there are insects."

He lightly patted Shura King's head.

"Kill them."

Shura King roared.

Then countless launch ports opened across its steel body.

Hundreds upon hundreds of missiles launched simultaneously.

The sky darkened.

It looked like a metallic storm descending from heaven.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Explosions filled the air.

The entire sky around Shura King became a forbidden zone.

Fighter jets exploded.

Chitauri aircraft exploded.

Flames blossomed everywhere.

It looked like a giant fireworks display celebrating the end of the world.

For several kilometers in every direction, nothing remained airborne.

Below, burning wreckage rained from the heavens.

Debris crashed into streets.

Vehicles caught fire.

Buildings collapsed.

The city looked like a vision of apocalypse.

Alice watched quietly.

"At this rate..."

"New York will become ruins."

She paused.

Then smiled faintly.

"The strange thing is..."

"I don't feel sad at all."

Jack laughed.

"The human heart always contains darkness."

"It longs for destruction."

"Especially when looking at beautiful things."

His eyes swept across the burning skyline.

"Sometimes people simply refuse to admit it."

Before Alice could respond—

Boom!

A deafening crash shook Manhattan.

One of New York's most iconic landmarks, the Empire State Building, was struck directly by Shura King's massive body.

The skyscraper trembled violently.

Windows shattered.

Steel twisted.

Concrete exploded outward.

Under countless horrified gazes, the symbol of New York began collapsing.

Dust rose into the sky.

People screamed.

The battlefield descended even deeper into chaos.

And atop Shura King's head, Jack merely watched with a smile, as though the destruction of an entire city was nothing more than the opening act of a grand performance.

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