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

Chapter 170 The Battle of New York

Li En pushed the rocket booster output to its limit.

The remaining fuel was poured into the combustion chamber all at once, pushing him along the thin edge of the atmosphere with an acceleration that completely disregarded the structural limits, sending him straight toward the spatial rift.

Taking advantage of the passage that Tony cleared, before the Chitauri soldiers could regroup and block it, the passage was blocked.

He brushed past the edges of the aircraft that were still readjusting their formation and swiftly passed through the crack.

All sound disappeared.

outer space.

There was no air, no sound, and no medium to transmit the vibrations from the roaring, burning demon armor thrusters to his eardrums.

The sensors on the exterior of the Demon God Armor triggered several red alarms the moment it entered the vacuum.

The outside temperature is dropping rapidly, while the radiation dose is rising rapidly.

All subsystems that had not undergone space environment enhancement reported errors at the same time.

An extreme cold seeped into his skin through the conductive lining of his armor, freezing him directly at the cellular level.

He looked down at the back of his hand.

A very thin layer of frost had already covered the skin, and it was spreading towards the fingertips at a visible speed.

Li En's eyes widened suddenly, and the dark red light deep in his pupils exploded at the same moment.

Demon transformation.

Dark red armor emerged piece by piece from his body, covering his torso, limbs, and head.

Bone spurs protrude from the outer sides of the arm and shoulder armor, with curved, sharp points extending backward from the forehead and temples.

It wasn't until after he had fully transformed into a demon that he discovered that a large area of ​​his skin had been frostbitten.

Within a very short time, the water inside the cells forms ice crystals that begin to damage the tissue.

If his reaction had been a few seconds slower, he would have been exposed for too long in a vacuum environment without atmospheric protection, in human form.

He would probably turn into a piece of frozen meat drifting in space.

He exhaled a scorching white demonic aura, which briefly blurred the inside of his mask before being drawn away by the internal circulation system.

He raised his head and scanned the area ahead.

Hundreds of Chitauri spaceships are silently hovering in space.

They were arranged in a tactical formation he didn't recognize, with energy conduits on both sides of the ship flashing against the dark backdrop of space.

It's like some kind of deep-sea predator opening and closing its eyes in the darkness.

They didn't move, they didn't fire, they were just observing.

"Jarvis, which one is most likely the flagship?"

"Mr. Li En, judging from its appearance proportions and its relative position in the formation."

The largest warship in the very center is positioned exactly like the flagship typically found in a human naval fleet.

Jarvis's synthesized voice rang out from the built-in speaker in the helmet of the Demon God Armor.

Li En fixed his gaze on the giant spaceship in the very center of the formation, which was far larger than all the surrounding escort ships.

Its hull length is estimated to be around 1,000 kilometers, and its surface is covered with a dense array of metal plates.

Each armor plate is embedded with a still-flickering energy conduit.

Its appearance is somewhat similar to the Chitauri Leviathan, but it is more angular and colder.

It is more like a war machine designed specifically for movement and destruction.

"That's right." Li En pressed down the last bit of fuel remaining in his jetpack.

The Demon God Armor was aligned with the flagship, and then all of its propulsion was released in one go.

Against the dark backdrop of space, the dark red trail traced an extremely thin and fast arc, cutting straight toward the flagship's bridge.

The Chitauri defensive formation surrounding the flagship opened fire simultaneously the instant Li En entered firing range.

Hundreds of energy pulse beams shot out from the gun barrels of the surrounding escort ships.

The Zeta Swiss soldiers' individual flying vehicles, like a honeycomb that had been overturned, poured out from the catapults on both sides of the ship, flanking him.

The density of those energy beams was so great that they illuminated an entire, seamless red warning area within the external sensor field of view of the Demon God Armor.

Li En immediately activated the only sprint mode preset by Tony on the Demon God Armor.

Several additional propulsion nozzles simultaneously popped out from his hands, feet, and back.

The blue flames that exploded inside the nozzle pushed the speed of the Demon God Armor to an order of magnitude higher than its already extremely high speed.

The surrounding stars were stretched into extremely thin white lines in the helmet viewfinder.

The Zeta Swiss soldiers' aircraft and energy beams were all left behind by this sudden acceleration.

Those weapon systems are still using the speed they were just at to perform pre-attack calculations, waiting for them to relock onto their targets.

Li En had already smashed into the transparent observation window directly in front of the flagship's bridge.

The alien crystal panel, which could withstand high-speed impacts from cosmic dust, was not shattered by his impact.

He stopped outside the observation window, gripping the metal seams of the window frame with both hands.

Looking up, I saw a Chitauri commander standing with his hands behind his back inside the observation window.

The other person was also looking at him.

On that indistinguishable alien gray face, the corners of his mouth turned down.

His gaze was cold and devoid of any extra emotion, as if he were looking at an insect that had accidentally flown in and crashed into the glass.

Li En didn't waste even a second in front of the glass.

He moved quickly toward the side of the bridge through the observation window, feeling his way along the seams of the metal armor plates.

After passing through several openings sealed off by energy shields, we bypassed two sets of automated defense turrets that were firing pulse projectiles outwards.

Finally, about 300 meters below the bridge, they found a catapult that was retrieving the remaining soldiers.

The width of the ejection port is approximately four meters.

It was sufficient for housing individual flying vehicles, but the Demon Armor was several times larger than the Chitauri individual flying vehicles.

Li En positioned the Demon God Armor on the outside of the ejection port, letting the mecha's arms grip the metal frames on both sides.

Then he opened the canopy and jumped directly out of the cockpit of the Demon God Armor.

The demonized body silently traced an arc in the vacuum, its feet pushing into the metal deck inside the ejection port.

The air diaphragm inside the ejection port automatically closes the moment it senses his entry.

The pressurization pump began to forcefully pump a breathable mixture of gases into the transition chamber.

Without waiting for the pressurization to complete, he smashed the inner airtight door with a punch and stepped over it.

Behind the door was a metal corridor whose name he didn't know.

On the ceilings on both sides of the corridor, there are several rows of energy conduits that are still flashing a dark yellow light.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, several Zeta Swiss soldiers had already raised their energy rifles and were pulling the triggers at him.

Boom, boom, bang bang bang!