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Chapter 162 The Age of Mortals Has Ended
"Well, if I say this is a misunderstanding, would you believe it?"

Pietro's heart sank, sweat dripping down his forehead, as he realized that his life was in Banner's hands.

Faced with Banner's words full of sarcasm and provocation, he forced a bitter smile and tried to use words to ease the extremely tense atmosphere.

"Banner, we actually... don't want to be your enemy. This war was never our intention from the beginning. We just hope to find a peaceful solution and reduce the casualties of innocent people."

However, Banner seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed out loud, and his laughter echoed over the battlefield, full of sarcasm and disdain for Pietro's words.

"Peace? What you call peace is that you want us to lay down our weapons and surrender to you? This is ridiculous! We believe in the Blood God and pursue glory and power in battle, not the hypocritical peace you talk about!" Banner's words were full of enthusiasm and persistence for fighting. He seemed to have completely integrated his life and faith.

Wanda stood by, watching her brother trapped, and felt extremely anxious.

"Banner, don't do anything to my brother. We can still talk, we can still talk!"

"Yes, yes, we can still talk!"

Seeing his sister speak up for him, Pietro quickly agreed.

Banner's laughter suddenly stopped. His eyes were like ice, coldly sweeping over Wanda and Pietro, with a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Talk? You've wasted too much of my time, and now you want to delay by negotiation? Let me tell you, I'm not interested in peace, only in fighting and victory!" Banner's words were full of unquestionable firmness. The axe in his hand shook slightly, as if warning the two not to act rashly.

"We can talk, we can talk. We can withdraw our troops now and never come here again."

Pietro hurriedly took over, trying to use concessions to buy a glimmer of hope. There was a hint of trembling in his voice, but more of urgency.

"Yes, Banner, we can retreat immediately and promise not to set foot in your territory again. As long as you can let us go and let us leave safely, all the grudges can be written off." Pietro's eyes flashed with pleading light. He knew very well that the compromise at this moment was for a greater chance of survival.

Wanda also nodded quickly. Her voice was soft but firm, trying to move Banner with her emotions. "Banner, we are all victims of war. Why should we continue to let innocent blood flow? Let's end it all and give each other a chance to start over."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Banner's face, and he seemed to be really thinking seriously about the two siblings' proposal.

"According to what you said, if I don't agree, it would seem that I am inhumane. If you want me to agree, that's fine, but..."

Banner paused, a cunning look flashing in his eyes.

"Just what? Tell me now!"

Wanda asked anxiously. Since it was her brother's life and death, she couldn't care less.

"As long as your brother's head is off his neck, we can have peace!"

Banner's big hand held Pietro's head, instantly freezing all expressions on Wanda's face.

Her eyes suddenly widened, filled with incredible fear and despair.

Pietro was also stunned, his pupils dilated instantly, as if he wanted to engrave the horror of this moment in his memory forever.

"No! Banner, you can't do this! You can't!" Wanda screamed, her voice echoing over the battlefield, full of helplessness and anger. She tried to rush forward, but it was too late.

Banner's big hand clamped Pietro's head tightly like an iron clamp. Pietro's face was full of fear and despair. His eyes bulged and the corners of his mouth were twisted with extreme fear.

A cruel smile appeared on Banner's lips, he seemed to be enjoying the sense of control at this moment, enjoying the pleasure of Pietro's life gradually fading away in his hands.

His eyes were full of fanaticism and coldness, as if he was performing a sacred ritual, offering Pietro's life as a sacrifice to the Blood God.

"Crack!" With a crisp and terrifying sound, Pietro's cervical vertebrae were instantly broken under Banner's great force.

Wanda witnessed this scene, her heart seemed to be torn apart, her eyes filled with tears, but the tears could not wash away the fear and despair in her eyes.

Pietro's head trembled slightly in Banner's hand, and blood gushed out from the broken cervical vertebrae, staining Banner's arms and lapels red.

His face still maintained a terrified expression, his eyes bulged out, as if to express his unwillingness and fear.

Banner held Pietro's head high, as if announcing his victory to everyone.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, a cruel and twisted smile, as if he had Pietro's life completely in his hands and was enjoying the feeling of controlling life and death.

Wanda watched her brother's head tremble in Banner's hands, her heart filled with endless grief and anger. She screamed and struggled, trying to break free, but her strength seemed so insignificant in front of Banner.

She could only watch her brother's life disappear in Banner's hands, but she was unable to do anything to change it.

"Banner!"

Wanda screamed, her voice becoming hoarse due to extreme grief, as if she wanted to pour out all the anger and despair in her heart.

Her eyes were like burning flames, staring at Banner, filled with endless hatred and murderous intent.

"You will pay for what you have done!" Wanda said gritting her teeth, her body trembling with anger, as if a powerful force was surging in her body and could burst out at any time.

Banner looked at Wanda's hateful eyes, but a disdainful smile appeared on his lips. He seemed not to care about Wanda's threat, and just shook Pietro's head gently in his hand as if it were a trophy.

"Hmph, just you?" Banner sneered, his eyes full of disdain and contempt for Wanda.

In his opinion, Wanda was just a weak opponent who was not a threat to him at all.

The angry Wanda stared at Banner, and her hands began to gather a powerful force.

As Wanda waved her hands, a powerful wave of energy spread in the air, as if to completely devour Banner.

Faced with the powerful energy fluctuations condensed by Wanda, a hint of surprise flashed in Banner's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by disdain. Although the power before him was strong, it did not make him feel afraid.

"Hmph, a mere trifle!" Banner snorted coldly and swung the axe in his hand violently, bringing up a gust of wind that seemed to tear apart Wanda's energy fluctuations.

Wanda saw this and the anger and grief in her heart surged up again.

She roared and poured all her strength into her hands. The energy fluctuations became more turbulent, sweeping towards Banner like a raging torrent.

Banner was not afraid at all. He rushed towards the energy wave, and the axe in his hand drew brilliant tracks in the air, as if he wanted to split all obstacles in his way in half.

The power of the two men collided fiercely in the air, causing a deafening sound. The energy fluctuations and the sharp edge of the axe intertwined to form a series of brilliant lights, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

"It's interesting, but not powerful enough."

Banner couldn't help shaking his head. The power of this magic was comparable to that of Kingpin, that scheming gangster. However, it was still far from enough to deal with him.

Wanda's heart was filled with anger and resentment. She could not accept the fact that she could not avenge her brother.

She gritted her teeth and gathered all her strength again, trying to launch a more violent attack. However, Banner seemed to see through her intentions, and his figure flashed like a ghost, easily dodging Wanda's attack.

"Hmph, the same trick won't work on me." Banner sneered, his eyes full of mockery and contempt for Wanda.

He swung the axe again and chopped at Wanda. This time, his attack was more ferocious, as if he wanted to kill Wanda with one axe.

There was a flash of despair in Wanda's eyes. The enemy was too powerful and she couldn't defeat him even though she tried her best.

There is no way to avenge this grudge, at least today.

Continuing to confront Banner head-on would only put herself in a more dangerous situation. Her brother's tragedy had already happened, and she couldn't let herself become a meaningless victim.

The moment Banner's unstoppable axe swung again, Wanda had the thought of retreating.

"For my brother, I can't fall here!" Wanda said silently in her heart. The infected people seemed to have received some mysterious call and rushed towards Banner, using their bodies as shields to buy Wanda precious time to retreat.

Banner was surrounded by the sudden infected people. Because the previous battle was too fierce, none of his brothers dared to intervene in this battle.

Now he was surrounded and looked dangerous, but in fact it was not a problem for Banner.

But at least it slowed down his movements.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Banner roared, waving his axe and trying to rush over.

The infected pounced on Banner in groups, effectively slowing him down, but at the cost of corpses everywhere, forming a bloody path on Banner's charge.

"I will definitely avenge you!" Wanda said silently in her heart and quickly retreated.

Under the cover of the infected, her figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost and soon disappeared from Banner's sight.

Banner looked in the direction where Wanda disappeared, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

He didn't expect that Wanda would be so cunning and use the infected people as cover to successfully escape from him.

"In that case, all of you bastards, go to hell!"

Inside the Tsar's Palace, Movsky felt much more relieved as he listened to the good news reported by Jin Bing one after another.

Banner was so powerful that even the plague that swept across Europe was defeated by him.

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"Your Majesty, it won't be long before Banner can drive the plague out of all of Europe. By then, you can become the supreme ruler of all of Europe!"

There was an undisguised flattery and expectation in Jin Bing's words, however, Movsky's expression did not show ecstasy as he wished, but instead showed a bit more depth and thoughtfulness.

"King Bing, is this really a good thing?" Movsky's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes flashed with complex emotions.

"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"

Kingpin was still smiling, but Movsky couldn't laugh.

"I'm worried that after Banner eliminates the plague, we will be the next to be killed."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being frank, but I think your worries are unnecessary."

Kingpin dismissed Movsky's idea without a care in the world.

"Your Majesty, Banner is not a threat to us. Besides, the plague is everywhere and it cannot be easily solved through a war."

Movsky was stunned when he heard this: "King Bing, what is the real threat to me?"

"Your Majesty, let's not talk about this for now. We still have a lot of things to do, such as taking advantage of this great victory to integrate domestic opposition forces and develop the increasingly broken economy."

"Oh, yes, yes, we should do this first, you are right."

Movsky came to his senses immediately as if he had suddenly realized something.

As a Tsar, these were indeed what he should do.

Jin Bing looked at Movsky's face, which was sometimes clear and sometimes confused, and laughed in his heart.

Your Majesty, the real threat is right in front of you!

“The time is ripe and the next phase is about to begin.”

Xia Ling sighed as he looked at the black ball in his hand.

In the Marvel world, he has been here for some time.

From a former reincarnation who possessed huge treasures but was as miserable as a stray dog, to the biggest mastermind in the world today.

"It's time to start the next plan. The souls of those who died can't be wasted like this. They have to continue working. How can they practice if I can't even rest?"

Xia Ling whispered to himself.

In that black sphere, there were familiar faces: Bronsky, Laura, and Pietro who had just died.

"Don't worry, even though you are dead, death is just a new beginning. Not long after, you will return with a new look. Am I right, Mephisto?"

"You are absolutely right, my lord!"

The flattering expression on Mephisto's face was beyond words, and for a devil like him, it was very familiar to him.

The power of the God King before him once again refreshed his imagination.

This God-King not only collected the souls of the dead, but also allowed them to be reborn in a brand new manner.

That kind of posture was frightening even for a devil like him.

He had thrown aside some of his original ideas. At least, he didn't dare to do so now.

Xia Ling didn't care what Mephisto thought. Anyway, there was a hoop on his head and he couldn't get out of his own hands.

"The age of mortals has ended. Now it is time for the gods to return."

Xia Ling said this to the black ball, and Mephisto beside him showed an expression of inexplicable horror.

(End of this chapter)