Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

"Black Rose, please, my lords, prepare to die!"

The moment the words were spoken, the thick bulletproof glass of the White House suddenly shook violently.

boom--

The voice was deep and powerful, like a heavy hammer striking everyone's heart.

Then came the second, the third...

Outside the window, a roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashed through the walls and soundproofing materials, clearly reaching inside.

"Step down!"

"fraud!"

"Get out of the White House!"

The president's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he staggered to the floor-to-ceiling window.

One glance and my legs went weak.

Outside the window, the entire Pennsylvania Avenue was completely engulfed by angry crowds.

Holding up homemade signs and waving their fists, their faces contorted with anger, they surrounded the isolated White House like waves of red.

White House guards, armed with riot shields, fought desperately to hold back the gates and prevent the angry mob from storming in.

But their meager manpower was like a few rocks about to be washed away in the face of that raging ocean.

God knows how much longer they can hold on.

Looking at the chaos below, the senior executives in the office felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

They finally realized a terrifying truth that made their very souls tremble.

They thought those superheroes were nothing more than a bunch of simple-minded, physically strong pawns who could be manipulated at will.

But in fact……

They are the pawns.

Moreover, they are a group of foolish pawns who have stepped into a trap without realizing it, and are still gloating over their foolishness!

There has only ever been one true chess player, and that is Peter Parker.

This guy had anticipated all their actions from the very beginning.

They had even planted spies among them long ago.

Every conspiracy, every conversation, and every strategy they thought was brilliant was completely transparent and open to the other side.

The other party was simply playing along, coldly watching them as they gradually put the noose around their own necks, and then personally kicked away the stool at their feet!

But... it's too late to realize this now.

Hearing the increasingly loud and drawn-out shouts and curses outside the door, General Mike's face turned ashen. He could no longer maintain the composure befitting a four-star general, and like a gambler who had lost everything, he screamed hysterically with red eyes.

"Fire! Fire! Deploy the police! Call the army! Suppress these damned scumbags immediately! Shoot them all down!"

However, before he could finish speaking, the president suddenly turned around, his eyes bloodshot, and roared angrily like a wild beast cornered in a desperate situation.

"Idiot! Do you really think the police and military would still listen to us at this point? Do you think they have the guts to stand up to that damned monster, the Arbiter?!"

Almost the instant he finished speaking.

In the sky, three figures tore through the clouds, hovering above the White House with an unparalleled aura.

A figure clad in dark gold armor, his skull mask reflecting a chilling light in the sunlight, resembled a king returned from hell.

A figure clad in streamlined gold and red armor, with a reactor on his chest radiating the glow of technology and the future, is a steel deity among mortals.

A figure dressed in a blue and red Stars and Stripes uniform, holding a round shield, represents the spirit and beliefs of an era.

It is the Arbiter, Iron Man, and Captain America, the superhero trio!

The moment they appeared, the previously noisy and angry crowd below instantly fell into an eerie silence.

Then came an even more frenzied and deafening cheer!

"The Arbiter!"

"Iron Man!"

"team leader!"

The cheers coalesced into a wave that nearly lifted the sky over Washington, D.C.

Peter hovered in mid-air, his gaze calmly sweeping over the frenzied crowd below and the ashen-faced politicians in the White House beneath his dark gold mask.

He didn't speak, but slowly raised his hand.

The crowd fell silent once again.

Everyone looked up, gazing at the three figures in the sky with an almost reverent look.

At that moment, Tony Stark's armor visor opened, revealing a cynical smile on his face, which was familiar to the entire world, but his eyes were more serious than ever before.

"Everyone, I know you are angry."

"To be honest, I'm furious too. While we're fighting on the front lines to protect this world, some people are hiding behind the scenes, plotting how to betray us, how to betray you!"

His voice, amplified by the armor's loudspeaker system, resonated clearly throughout the entire plaza.

"They're trying to divide us, trying to tarnish the name of heroes with lies and conspiracies. They're telling you that superheroes are a threat, that they need to be regulated, that they need to be registered."

"But today, I want to ask you," Tony's voice suddenly rose, "when that monster named Soros descended, when the crisis of destruction loomed over us all, was it their laws that protected you, or us?!"

"It's you guys!"

In the crowd, someone was the first to shout out.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderous response resounded through the sky.

"It's you guys!"

Captain America, Steve Rogers, also stepped forward, his upright and powerful voice carrying a calming quality.

"We never seek power, nor do we ever desire to be above anyone. We fight simply because we are doing the right thing."

"Protecting the innocent and fighting against evil is our only creed."

"But today, some have defiled this creed and betrayed your trust. They never consider the country's interests, only their own filthy desires."

"A person like that is no longer fit to lead this country!"

After Captain America finished speaking, the public's emotions were completely ignited:

"Unworthy! Step down!"

"Get out! Resign!"

At the White House gate, the guards who had been struggling to hold on looked at each other, and finally, one of the younger guards was the first to throw away his riot shield.

With a crisp "bang," it sounded like the first domino had been toppled.

Then came the second, the third...

All the guards laid down their weapons and even turned around to join the protesters, raising their middle fingers in the direction of the presidential office.

Like I said, with only a few thousand yuan a month, why are you risking your life?

At a time like this, why would you still work for those bastards who don't even ask them to open an impart?

Only a fool would do something so stupid!

With this, the White House's last line of defense has completely fallen.

Angry citizens stormed into the White House without hindrance, dragging out former high-ranking government officials one by one.

Today is destined to be the most special day in the more than two hundred years since the founding of the nation of Amelia!