At this moment, the one who felt that they truly "deserved to die" was far from just this single mother.
The moment the camera captured Peter's appearance, the nationwide audience was shaken beyond description.
Over the past few days, what kind of life had the Arbiter been leading? He was cyberbullied by the entire populace, wantonly mocked as a clown, and backstabbed by countless New York citizens whom he had worked so hard to protect!
If they were in the Arbiter's shoes, facing such an encounter, they probably would have blackened long ago. But now, when the lives of New York citizens were threatened, and they fell into despair, that man did not choose to stand by and watch; instead, he proactively stood up to protect those who opposed him!
What kind of magnificent spirit was this?
At this moment, watching the Arbiter fight a lonely battle all by himself against the Inheritor family, countless people felt a discomfort as if something were choking their throats.
"I know your target is me. Since that's the case, come with me; we will change locations to settle this once and for all."
Clad in his dark gold suit, Peter looked calmly at the Inheritor family, who were gazing at him with greedy expressions. Not a trace of trembling could be heard in his voice.
Seeing that the "Other" had finally shown his face, the members of the Inheritor family one after another, revealed the malicious, playful gazes of observers looking at prey that had fallen into a trap.
One must know that every single one of them was an existence that had once destroyed countless universes! Therefore, even though they had already confirmed through Daemos that the Other's strength was quite formidable, they still possessed absolute confidence in their side's collective combat capacity.
This was the first time in recent centuries that the Inheritor family was fighting a joint battle. The last opponent that required them to assemble their entire membership to fight was the Master Weaver!
Even the Master Weaver, who was a lower god, had been defeated under their hands and completely reduced to their slave. How many rounds could a mere Other possibly last under their hands when their family launched a joint attack?
Therefore, Morlun and the others had no intention of refusing Peter's proposal at all, and even treated this as Peter's "last wish."
"Although your current action of attempting to reduce casualties is nothing but a futile effort—after you die, this universe will also collapse along with your death—since you want to choose a suitable burial place for yourself, we don't mind giving you a little end-of-life care."
As Morlun spoke, he casually made a gesture of "after you," looking completely composed and confident.
The scenes at the location were fully and completely broadcast to the television screens of the nationwide audience through the cameras.
The moment everyone saw Peter leading the Inheritors to Hell's Kitchen while the Inheritors silently followed behind like jackals waiting for their prey to die, they all felt an unprecedented sense of tragic heroism.
Mr. Arbiter... he would actually rather sacrifice himself just to preserve these protesting opposition members. Even though he clearly knew he was going to die, did he still wish to thoroughly clear away Hell's Kitchen, this scar of New York, before he died?
What a magnificent spirit. He really... makes me weep to death.
The viewers watched silently as Peter led the Inheritor family away from Times Square; that feeling was practically like... watching Tiga turn into a stone statue right before their eyes.
At this moment, no matter how much those internet haters had resented the Arbiter before, they all let it go. Every single one of them truly wished they could lend their own light to the Arbiter.
"Is it right here?"
After Peter arrived in Hell's Kitchen, he stopped moving forward.
Morlun and the others, whose patience was also about to be exhausted, could not help but make comments about Hell's Kitchen:
"I thought you were going to pick a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters as your burial ground, but you actually chose such a place filled with garbage? Your taste is truly hard to describe."
Right as he was wantonly mocking Peter, and while the viewers across America were clenching their fists one by one from hatred yet remaining powerless, an ear-piercing sonic boom echoed in the sky!
A stream of gold-and-red light broke into the battlefield, arms spreading wide as the palm thrusters blasted an Inheritor, who was still attempting to slaughter the surrounding protesters, flying outward:
"Hey, Arbiter, you're being too unfair, stealing the spotlight all by yourself without calling me?"
Behind him, a Quinjet landed slowly, and Nightingale, Natasha, Hawkeye, and the others walked out from it. Almost at the exact same time these people appeared, Captain America Steve Rogers's figure leapt down from an adjacent building:
"And us!"
Behind him also stood Ghost Spider, Daredevil, Iron Fist, White Tiger, and other street heroes who had publicly expressed their opposition to the Registration Act in the media.
The moment they saw these people appear, the nationwide audience blanked at first, and then one after another revealed incomparably complex expressions.
The superheroes! It was those superheroes who, not long ago, were still in public opposition before the media, with one side supporting registration and the other firmly opposing it.
While the entire internet was anticipating that these superheroes could erupt into a civil war to satisfy their dark mentality of "Boring, I want to see a bloodbath," they chose to lay down their internal conflicts without any hesitation, rushing to the battlefield together to help the Arbiter resist the external enemy.
At this moment, the actions of Tony, Cap, and the others were like a mirror, completely exposing those ugly traits within the viewers' hearts.
Meanwhile, in the distant White House in Washington, the high-level politicians were currently like ducks that had been choked by their necks, the smiles on their faces as stiff as low-quality plaster statues.
Watching the appearance of the superheroes, their mood was complex to the extreme. On one hand, hope could not help but rise in their hearts, believing that the combination of the superheroes might repulse these damned Inheritors.
But on the other hand, they realized a terrifying future that belonged uniquely to them: those superheroes whom they viewed as "chess pieces" and "consumables" were actually united into a single solid sheet of iron once again at this moment.
Under such circumstances, if these Inheritors were truly beaten back by these superheroes, then after the Inheritors were cleaned up completely, who would become the second batch of people to be liquidated?
The answer to this question was so hard to guess...
At this thought, the politicians' faces turned pale, and for a moment, they did not even know which side they should support to win.
Right when their thoughts were complex to the extreme, another change actually occurred at the scene.
"How can a grand scene like this be missing us 'good neighbors'!"
A raspy voice with a slight punk style echoed.
Immediately following that, under the startled and uncertain gazes of the nationwide audience, one Spider-Man after another with different designs swung out from the shadows!
Spider-Punk, Spider-Man Noir, Peni Parker, Spider-Ham... densely packed, a Spider-Army composed of dozens of Spider-Men descended from the sky!
At this moment, the viewers of the entire United States collectively lost their voices. Everyone stared blankly at the screen.
Time travel... a Spider-Army...
These things that were treated by them as a joke not long ago, and determined by them to be nothing but the nonsense of the Arbiter after getting too high, were currently being presented before their eyes in the most shocking and most unarguable manner!
Every single word the Arbiter said... was entirely true. From the beginning to the end, he had never told a single lie. He was truly fighting a lonely battle all by himself in order to guard everyone.
And we not only failed to help him, but instead stabbed him in the back!
"Damn it, we truly deserve to die!"
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