Marvel's whitewashing cop, you want me to save the world?

Chapter 159 God is merely the soil that nourishes our continued growth.

Li En did not charge towards the Zeta Swiss soldiers who were swooping down from the sky.

They also did not attempt to intercept Leviathan, who had already fully emerged from the hole.

His first stop was the rooftop of Stark Tower.

Loki was standing in the center of the rooftop, his back to the edge of the building, facing the device that was shooting energy beams into the sky, his hands behind his back, facing Lee En.

The long robe, woven with dark green and dark gold, fluttered wildly in the strong wind from the rooftop.

He stood motionless, a smile playing on his lips.

Just like when we first made eye contact in the surveillance footage, she was composed, elegant, and carried an arrogant air of superiority.

"Have you come to welcome your god?" Loki opened his arms.

Li En flashed away.

The moment his body disappeared from the spot, a shockwave exploded on the rooftop platform.

In the next frame, a dark red afterimage appeared in front of Loki, moving so fast that Loki's smile hadn't even faded.

Lee En thrust his right foot forward, wedging it between Loki's legs. He bent his knee, pressing the outside of his calf against the inside of Loki's ankle. At the same time, he lowered his body, grabbed Loki's calf with his left hand, and pulled him up sharply.

Loki's vision flipped 180 degrees in a fraction of a second.

Before he could even cry out, the back of his head slammed heavily onto the concrete surface of the rooftop.

Bang! The entire roof of the building shook.

Loki's head was buzzing, and before the image in front of him could return to clarity from its blurry state, his vision flipped again.

Bang! Another loud noise.

The back of his head slammed into the concrete debris again, this time even harder than before.

With his left hand gripping Loki's calf, Li En repeatedly slammed him to the ground like a cod just pulled from a fish hold.

It goes left and right, then circles around in mid-air before crashing down.

The rhythm was even, the power was solid, and there were no unnecessary techniques.

It's pure, unadulterated violence.

"Enough! I am a god!" Loki, struggling to maintain his senses which had been smashed into a mess, managed to squeeze out a roar from deep in his throat.

At this moment, he felt as if his brain had detached from his head and was floating and swaying in a space half a meter away from his body.

Li En stopped and casually tossed Loki to the ground, like throwing away a fish that had already been stunned.

Then he snatched the Rebel Yamato with his right hand, the blade drawing a dark red arc in the air before grazing Loki's legs.

Blood splattered everywhere, and both thighs were severed at the root.

A piercing scream burst from Loki's mouth.

Li En reached out with his left hand and pulled out a self-destruct collar, specially designed for Loki's physique, from the storage space into his palm.

He bent down, fastened the collar around Loki's neck, and locked it in place with a clean and efficient motion.

Then he turned around and faced the top floor of Stark Tower, the room that was brightly lit by beams of energy.

He knew there was a camera there, and he also knew that the camera's signal was being broadcast live by Jarvis to every screen across the United States.

He raised his eyes, met the gaze of everyone watching through the glass, and spoke calmly.

"Even God bleeds."

"Even gods can be defeated."

"Aliens are merely the soil that nourishes our continued growth."

After saying that, he stomped his feet on the ground again.

The moment it took off, huge red and black wings unfolded from its back, the wing membranes glowing with a very faint dark red fluorescence in the sunlight.

He transformed into a red comet, hurtling straight up into the hole in the sky from which the Chitauri army was pouring outwards.

Just then, a Leviathan beast poked its head out of the hole.

As its massive body squeezed out of the passage, the metal plates and energy conduits created several visible ripples in the air of this dimension.

Li En gripped the hilt of the Rebellious Yamato with both hands, aimed it at Leviathan's face, and plunged the entire blade directly into it.

The blade pierced through the metal shell, which was thicker than tank armor, and penetrated into the translucent soft tissue beneath it.

A dark red light suddenly burst forth from the spine of the blade, spreading outwards along both sides of the blade.

A continuously extending red net of light spread out inside Leviathan's massive body.

He placed his feet on Leviathan's head, his knees bent, the metal armor on the soles of his boots firmly gripping the grooves on the shell's surface.

Then he began to run along Leviathan's spine toward its tail.

The blade of the Rebellious Yamato was dragged inside Leviathan's body, slicing from its head all the way to its tail.

Wherever the blade passed, the Leviathan's internal skeleton, so hard it could withstand the bombardment of conventional missiles, was neatly sliced ​​open along its central axis.

The dark red force of separation spread outwards along the cut surface, peeling each layer of its internal structure away from the others.

Li En stopped at the tail of Leviathan and pulled the Rebellious Yamato Blade from its body.

With a flick of the wrist, the residual bodily fluid on the blade was flung into the air in an arc.

That absolute beast of the Chitauri army remained frozen in mid-air.

All of its power systems were still running, the light in the energy conduits was still flashing, and every metal plate was intact.

But its body is no longer "a" body.

Skin, muscles, bones, and shell—each layer of structure was cleanly and efficiently peeled away from the adjacent layers by the separating force.

It became a stack of parts piled together, disconnected from one another.

About ten seconds later, Leviathan's body began to disintegrate.

The outermost metal shell detached first, sliding diagonally from the sky and crashing onto the ruined street below with a dull thud.

Then comes the muscle layer, the bone layer, and the internal organs.

Each layer peeled off from the adjacent structure in an extremely bizarre way that defied all common sense in physics, and fell to the ground one after another.

The Zeta Swiss soldiers, which were encased inside its body, also fell out of its abdominal cavity.

Their aircraft were still operational, and their limbs could still move, but all neural connections and control links between them and Leviathan were severed by the force of separation.

Like worker bees flung out of the hive, they become harmless floating objects in the instant they lose contact with their mother.

*Whoosh!* The enormous wings on Li En's back suddenly unfolded.

As the edge of the wing membrane sliced ​​through the air, it produced a very low, booming sound.

He hovered in mid-air, glanced down at the disintegrating Leviathan wreckage, then looked up at the countless fleets in the universe outside the space passage, slowly flapped his wings twice, and stopped in place.

Leviathan and these Zeta Swiss soldiers riding on flying machines alone are not enough.

The technological sophistication of these things, no matter how high, is basically just bio-armor and individual flying vehicles.

This sample size is far from sufficient to represent the overall leap forward in Earth's space technology.

We need to bring in at least a few complete spaceships.

Thinking of this, he folded his wings, turned his whole body upside down, and transformed into a red comet that crashed downwards.

In the time that followed, the dark red light continued to echo through the various neighborhoods of New York.

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