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"Whether we will regret it or not is none of your concern."
Gravik waved his hand, and two burly Skrulls immediately stepped forward, grabbing Talos on both sides.
"From today on, you are no longer a general of the Skrulls. You will stay here as an 'honored guest,' rest well, and witness with your own eyes how I lead our race to reclaim the glory that should have been ours."
Talos did not resist; he merely gave Gravik a deep look.
There was no anger in his eyes, only a kind of pity that saw through to the end.
He couldn't even be bothered to say another word, simply letting the two guards drag him into the pitch-black dungeon.
The coup ended just like that, incredibly uneventfully.
Gravik wasted no time. After securing Talos, he immediately took his people to Europe!
In just two or three short days, the Skrulls completed their infiltration of various European countries.
At the United Nations meeting.
The British representative was the first to propose the motion for 'Global Accountability for Superheroes.'
The Russian side directly spoke out in accusation, claiming that the U.S. was attempting to monopolize superhuman power, posing a serious threat to global security.
Anti-privatization sentiment regarding Superheroes spread wildly among the French public. Incited by those with ulterior motives, citizens organized massive protests, demanding 'the free and equal right to enjoy the protection of Superheroes!'
Meanwhile, Gravik appeared in a little-known small country in Eastern Europe—Sokovia!
Here, he successfully met with the HYDRA Commander in Eastern Europe, Baron Zemo.
And through Baron Zemo's connections, he met a young man and woman.
"Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff..."
Gravik's fingers tapped lightly on the photo of the girl on the screen, his mouth curling into an eerie arc.
"Two 'keys' with immense potential—simply wonderful!"
...
Before long, inside a secret HYDRA Base, Gravik, disguised as an ordinary person, successfully met with Wanda and Pietro.
Quicksilver, Pietro, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his gaze vigilant, like a leopard ready to pounce at any moment.
Meanwhile, the Scarlet Witch, Wanda, sat in the shadows of the corner, a wisp of faint scarlet energy lingering around her fingertips, her gaze filled with distrustful scrutiny.
"You're the one who contacted us?" Pietro spoke first, his voice carrying the sharp edge characteristic of a young man.
"That's right. You can call me Mr. Gravik." Gravik wore a kind smile, but it sent an inexplicable chill through the siblings.
"I've come this time to offer you a chance for revenge."
"Revenge?" Pietro scoffed. "Revenge against whom?"
"Do I really need to say the answer to that question?" Gravik paced slowly, his voice full of seduction.
"Tony Stark. That arms dealer, that so-called Iron Man, that hero of the U.S."
The words 'Stark Industries' pierced Wanda's heart like a sharp knife.
The red light at her fingertips flared suddenly, and the air in the entire room seemed to solidify.
"Our parents... died under a Stark Industries missile." Quicksilver spoke, his voice very soft, yet revealing a bone-deep hatred.
"I know." Gravik stopped and looked directly into their eyes.
"I understand your pain, and I understand your hatred. But have you ever thought about whether killing one Tony Stark is useful?"
He spread his hands, coaxing them: "Even without Tony Stark, there will be another 'Stark.' As long as the country that bred him still exists, as long as that hegemony still hangs over this World, tragedies like the one that befell your family will continue to play out in every corner of the World."
Pietro frowned: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Gravik's voice became impassioned:
"Your enemy is not just Tony Stark, but everything he represents! It is the entire Superheroes system, the hypocritical World order dominated by the U.S.!"
"Peter Parker, the person now hailed as the guardian deity of the U.S., has turned that hegemonic country entirely into his own backyard.
Today, that country is becoming unprecedentedly powerful and arrogant!
Do you guess that a person like him will stop his pace of expansion?
As everyone knows, you have to eat one bite at a time.
When he puts on his napkin, guess what kind of country will be the first one served on the dining table?"
These words struck Wanda and Pietro's hearts like a heavy hammer.
Undoubtedly, once Peter Parker decides to launch an expedition like an emperor, small countries like Sokovia will be the first to kneel under his iron hoof!
"Join me." Gravik reached out his hand to them. "I will give you the power and the opportunity to personally destroy that old World and establish a new order that is truly equal and free from oppression."
"And the first step we must take is to dismantle their pride and joy, the 'Avengers'."
Wanda looked at Gravik, the light in her scarlet eyes flickering uncertainly.
Pietro looked at his sister, waiting for her decision.
After a long time, Wanda stood up, the red light at her fingertips gradually fading away.
"You had better not disappoint us."
Hearing this, a smile of success couldn't help but appear on Gravik's face.
...
At the same time that Gravik was recruiting Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch.
At the United Nations meeting, S.H.I.E.L.D. representative Maria Hill appeared isolated in the face of the joint condemnation from representatives of various European countries.
"Gentlemen, Superheroes are not weapons; they are independent individuals. We have no right to order them where to go!"
"Commander Hill, this is not an order, but the demand of the global people!" The British representative said righteously.
"Does the U.S. intend to keep this powerful force for itself, threatening World peace and stability?"
This blow, carrying centuries of weight, was something Hill truly couldn't withstand!
Ultimately, under immense public and political pressure, Others chose to abstain during the third round of voting, and a resolution was forcibly passed:
U.S. Superheroes must be dispersed to various parts of the World to be stationed and accept the unified coordination of the United Nations.
When the news reached the Avengers Tower, there was an immediate uproar in the office.
"This is simply ridiculous!" Tony Stark tugged at his tie irritably.
"We haven't even sorted out the issues in the U.S. yet; where would we find the energy to deal with the messy affairs of other countries!"
"But this is a United Nations resolution. If we don't comply, we will be defined as enemies of the World." Captain America rubbed his temples in distress, hesitating for a moment before adding:
"Besides, we are all currently gathered in the U.S., which really easily arouses the apprehension of other countries!"
"If we really drive those politicians crazy, the result will definitely not be something we want to see."
Gwen Stacy stood by the window, listening to the argument in the conference room.
Her beautiful brows unconsciously furrowed into a deep frown.
She knew that there must be an invisible hand pushing this from behind.
But without Peter there, they were like a body that had lost its brain, completely unable to speak with a unified voice.