The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

Too much.

There are just too many.

Tony just shot down more than a dozen.

Then hundreds more appeared.

I just cleared out a patch of sky.

next second.

The dark, imposing enemy troops once again filled the sky.

It's as if these aliens don't exist at all, so there are no casualties.

It was as if their numbers would never decrease.

even--

It's still increasing.

Damn it!

Tony suddenly turned to the side.

A beam of energy grazed past his shoulder.

A burst of sparks erupted from the armored surface.

A warning rang in my ears.

"Left shoulder armor damaged."

"I know!"

Tony turned things around.

A miniature missile was launched from the shoulder.

Boom!

A small aircraft exploded in mid-air.

But just as the flames from the explosion had not yet dissipated...

Three enormous flying creatures emerged from the smoke.

Tony's expression changed slightly.

"and?"

He suddenly accelerated.

The first one brushed past me.

The second one followed closely behind.

The third head opened its enormous mouth directly.

Tony raised his hand.

The palm-sized cannon exploded with a deafening roar.

Boom!

The monster was blown away.

But the other two had already pounced on them.

The enormous claws slammed into the steel armor.

click -

The metal surface was momentarily dented.

Tony clenched his teeth.

The thrusters are fully engaged.

"Get out of here!"

Boom!

Two high-energy pulses erupted simultaneously.

The monster finally loosened its grip.

Tony just got rid of it.

Another group of Zitalian soldiers charged towards them.

He's even too lazy to count anymore.

All they knew was to keep firing.

Constantly dodging.

Keep moving forward.

But his target was never these soldiers.

He has only one goal.

That S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

The Cosmic Cube there.

Just close the Cosmic Cube.

This war will then be over.

At least in theory.

"Steve!"

Tony shouted on the radio channel.

"We have to charge in!"

Steve is fighting a group of Zitalian soldiers on the ground.

A shield smashed a person away.

He blocked another beam of energy with his backhand.

"I know!"

"Then let's not waste our time here!"

"I want, too!"

Steve suddenly threw his shield.

The shield struck three Zitalian soldiers.

Continuous rebound.

In the end, it returned to his hands.

But in that very instant...

The sky suddenly darkened.

Steve looked up.

His pupils contracted slightly.

A massive Zitauri warship slowly passed through the clouds.

The enormous hull almost blocked out half the sky.

Immediately afterwards.

Countless cabin doors opened simultaneously.

More Zitas Swiss soldiers poured out like a tide.

"..."

Steve fell silent.

This was the first time he truly realized it.

They are not fighting a war that can be resolved by courage alone.

They are facing a complete alien civilization.

Moreover, it is a civilization that has long been prepared to conquer the Earth.

“Tony”.

"I'm here."

"How much longer can you fly?"

"The question should be how long my energy reserves can last."

"Answer?"

Tony glanced at the energy readings.

"Less than forty percent."

Steve remained silent.

"And yours?"

"The shield is still usable."

"I'm asking you."

"..."

Steve did not answer.

Because his arm was starting to ache.

His chest heaved constantly from the long battle.

He had lost count of how many enemies he had defeated.

Ten?

One hundred?

Two hundred?

It's meaningless.

Because there is always more ahead.

The road he just cleared.

In the blink of an eye, it will be filled with new Zitalian soldiers.

Like the tide.

It will never stop.

"We need to be closer to headquarters."

"Steve said in a low voice."

"But the problem is..."

Tony's voice came through the communicator.

"We simply can't get through."

……

On the other side.

Thor is now surrounded by the Chitauri army.

Lightning continued to fall from the sky.

Every time a thunderbolt lands.