Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

The massacre began.

The seemingly sturdy metal body was like paper under the devil's claws, torn to shreds in an instant.

The robots in mid-air tried to gain altitude, but swarms of gargoyles flapped their wings and flew high, engulfing the formation like black whirlwinds.

They used their sharp claws to drag pieces of scrap metal down from the sky.

The sounds of explosions, tearing metal, and roars of monsters mingled together, turning the Valnerina Valley into a hellish battlefield.

Maria Rambo frantically poured energy downwards in an attempt to stop the spread of these monsters, but there were simply too many of them, and these monsters knew nothing of fear.

Strange straightened up, his massive dragon arms hanging naturally, his fingertips gleaming coldly.

He strode towards Modu, who was lying on the ground.

As Mordo watched Stephen approach step by step, looking like a demon descending to earth, a nameless fear welled up in his heart.

But he still forced himself to stand up, raising the Shield of Seraphin in his palm, attempting to confront the demon head-on.

The best way to eliminate fear is to face it, he told himself silently.

But the next moment, Strange's dragon claw pierced through the air.

The magic shield instantly shattered into golden sparks and disappeared.

Modu was also shaken by this force and fell to the ground again.

Stephen walked up to Mordo and looked down at him.

"The Illuminati..." Strange's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth. "I will find every single one of you. And then, I will tear you apart, piece by piece."

"And you are the first." Stephen slowly pointed the sharp tips of his dragon claws at Mordo's forehead.

Just as he was about to deliver the fatal blow.

"Stephen..."

A faint whisper, barely audible, pierced through the surrounding din of battle and miraculously reached Strange's ears.

Stephen's raised arm froze in mid-air.

He suddenly turned his head.

On the grass at the edge of the square, the white figure moved slightly.

Christine coughed up a mouthful of blood with difficulty.

She struggled to open her eyes, her gaze passing over the wreckage and terrifying monsters to look at the man whose face had been completely disfigured.

"No..." Christine's voice was extremely weak, but Stephen heard it clearly, "Don't let it become like that... please..."

The violence and murderous intent in Strange's eyes receded like a tide the moment he saw that Christine was still alive.

The change began to fade from his face, and his pupils returned to human eyes.

The hard scales retracted under the skin, and the thick dragon arm eventually returned to its original human form.

Stephen didn't look at Mordo on the ground again, and stumbled towards Christine.

He then knelt down beside Christine with a thud, and carefully held her in his arms with trembling hands.

Blood kept gushing from Christine's chest, staining his hands red.

"Christine...I'm here...look at me, I'm here!" Strange's voice trembled.

"That's good, you didn't...you didn't turn into a monster..." Christine weakly raised her hand, wanting to touch his face, but her fingers stopped in mid-air and fell limply.

Strange grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek.

"I won't, I promised you. As long as you live, I'm not a monster." Strange fought back tears. "Don't close your eyes. Please, don't close your eyes. I'll take you away right now, we'll find a way! There must be a way!"

Strange's hands trembled as golden magical energy flowed from his fingertips, gradually covering the scorch mark on Christine's chest.

"Hold on. Look at me, Christine, don't fall asleep," Strange pleaded in a low voice.

The bleeding stopped, and the charred wound was temporarily sealed by a golden magical membrane.

But Strange knew very well that this was merely a temporary fix and could not truly cure the fatal wounds caused by the high-energy pulse.

The most urgent thing is to leave here immediately.

Strange scooped Christine up in his arms. He stood up and glanced around.

The area around the church has been turned into purgatory. The wine cellar where the villagers are hiding is behind the church. Several hellish creatures, like hunting dogs, are sniffing out the scent of living people and approaching the wine cellar.

Strange's eyes narrowed.

He immediately waved his hand, and several Vishanti protective spells were branded onto the lid of the wine cellar entrance.

Having done all this, Strange didn't look at the battlefield again. He held Christine tightly with his left arm and drew a portal that flickered with sparks with his right.

Behind the door was a dark pine forest.

Without hesitation, he stepped inside. The portal closed behind him and disappeared into thin air.

The killing did not stop after Strange left.

With the Ultron robots wiped out, they turned their attention to the only two remaining life forms on the field: Maria Rambo and the sorcerer Mordo.

"Strange got away!" Mordo gripped his rune sword and chopped off the head of a centipede that lunged at him.

Green blood splattered on his robes, emitting a foul stench.

"I'm not blind, Mordo!" Maria roared.

She pushed her arms forward, unleashing a tremendous amount of cosmic energy.

A golden shockwave swept out from her center, blasting more than a dozen magical beasts around her into dust.

Maria hovered in mid-air, looking at the monsters covering the mountains and fields, her face ashen.

Of course she wanted to pursue Strange.

But she is Captain Marvel, a member of the Illuminati, and a guardian of this world.

If she turns and leaves now, these monsters will not remain in the valley.

Once they get out, Rome and Florence will turn into hell on earth within hours.

"What the hell are these things?"

Maria aimed her hands at the ground and fired high-energy beams continuously, but some of the monsters had extremely hard shells. They just rolled a few times on the ground and then got up again to try again.

"These are alien magical creatures recorded in the Book of Cagliostro! They have high resistance to most pure energy attacks!"

Maria scoffed. "Then use your fists."

She transformed into a beam of light once again and charged into the horde of monsters.

Light gathered in her fists, each strike powerful and heavy.

The powerful force temporarily suppressed the surrounding monsters.

But there were too many monsters; even ants can kill an elephant.

And their abilities are incredibly diverse.

Some demons can become invisible, while others can create illusions.

Some of Maria's attacks were absorbed or even reflected back at certain monsters.

Mordo's situation was even worse. He had been severely injured by Strange earlier, and now his magic was depleted, causing the color of the Seraphim Shield to become increasingly dim.

Just as they were gradually surrounded by a vast ocean of monsters, a silver fighter jet bearing the number "4" tore through the clouds and hovered above the valley.

The cabin door opened.

A vibranium shield bearing the Union Jack roared out, like a high-speed rotating cutting machine, drawing an elegant yet deadly arc through the horde of beasts.