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

Chapter 171 The Battle of New York, Part 12

Several yellow pulse beams of light struck Li En's demonized breastplate from the other end of the corridor.

The sparks from the explosion were blindingly bright in the confined space.

After the smoke cleared, not a single dent remained on his breastplate.

After transforming into a demon, his defense became so formidable that ordinary individual energy weapons could not withstand it.

The Zitalian soldiers exchanged glances.

Their facial structures do not support facial expression recognition in the human sense.

However, their movements as they gripped the gun handles again became noticeably faster.

That was fear.

Li En ignored them.

He clenched his fists, bent his knees, and then disappeared from the other end of the corridor.

The speed of movement has exceeded the visual persistence frequency of ordinary organisms.

The Zitalian soldiers were still firing at the spot where he had been standing just a moment ago.

His body had been neatly sliced ​​in two at the waist by a red afterimage that swept past behind him.

The blade of the rebellious Yama didn't even make a sound when it pierced through their bodies.

The moment the force of separation comes into contact with their bodies, it has already completed the entire process of breaking down the whole into parts at the cellular level.

The upper and lower body lay on the ground, the cuts as clean as cut tofu.

Li En charged straight towards the bridge.

He stopped outside the bridge command room, in front of a heavy door whose material was clearly different from the surrounding walls.

He placed the tip of the knife directly in the center of the door, releasing the force of separation from the blade and spreading in all directions along the molecular structure inside the metal.

With a loud crash, the airtight explosion-proof door, which could withstand the shockwave of an explosion inside the ship, shattered into more than a dozen pieces of varying sizes, which hit the floor with a dull echo.

He stepped over the door frame.

In the bridge command room, the Chitauri commander and his senior officers all stared wide-eyed.

They don't understand how such creatures could be raised on this blue planet.

The commander was the first to react.

It stood up straight and began to utter a string of syllables that Li En couldn't understand.

However, a small translator floating beside it simultaneously converted the sound into English.

His tone carried an extremely obvious sense of alien superiority and annoyance at being offended: "Earthling, I am the commander of the Third Fleet of the Chitauri Legion under the great Thanos."

You inferior beings are not worthy at all——————

With a soft swoosh, a dark red blade of light flashed past.

The body of the commander of the third fleet of the Chitauri army was split in two from the very center.

As the two halves of the wreckage fell to either side, the unfinished phrase "lower life forms" was still stuck in the translator, pausing for a moment before being silenced.

The dozens of high-ranking officers beside it were simultaneously sliced ​​into countless pieces in the aftershocks of the spreading blade's light.

There were no screams, no gunshots, and no resistance.

Within the area covered by the blade's aura, everything was transformed into tiny, uniform pieces that could almost be measured with a ruler.

They were scattered densely on the bridge floor, making a continuous thumping sound.

Li En walked to the command console and glanced down at the row of control panels that made his head spin.

It was at least not any form of human-computer interaction interface that he could recognize.

He frowned, his gaze sweeping from left to right and then back again.

Finally, it landed on a huge, protruding metal handle in the very center.

The shape of that thing looked exactly like some kind of control lever.

The curve of the handle fits the hand just right, and the surface has several anti-slip patterns that he has seen many times before, unique to the Chitauri.

He reached out and grabbed it, then turned it to the left.

On the giant holographic screen directly in front of the bridge, the flagship icon in the fleet formation diagram also shifted to the left by the same angle.

"So this is what it is."

He had just adjusted his direction and started accelerating as he aimed at the blue and white planet in the distance.

Then the entire flagship began to shake violently.

The bridge floor vibrated, producing a series of dull, metallic creaking sounds, and the muffled explosions came from both the stern and midsection of the ship simultaneously.

Several flashing red areas popped up on the holographic screen.

The surrounding escort ships, which had been hovering motionless, were now firing wildly at the flagship's engine area and midsection structure.

They had clearly discovered that their command post had been taken over, and their reaction was not to rescue, but to destroy.

Li En felt the increasingly intense vibrations beneath his feet.

The flagship was powerful and fast, but it was not close to the spatial rift.

Moreover, he doesn't know how to drive this thing. He doesn't even know how to adjust the engine output, let alone the control system.

He simply aligned the direction with the spatial rift and then pushed the lever all the way down.

Based on the current relative speed and distance, it will take at least several more minutes to reach the entrance of the crevice.

But if the surrounding frigates continue bombarding it like this, these few minutes will be enough for them to blow up the flagship's engine room and structural frame.

At that point, let alone sailing into the crack, it will be questionable whether the ship can even remain intact and reach the edge of the crack.

Someone needs to be outside to draw away the firepower of those frigates.

Li En took a breath and used his foot to wedge the control lever from underneath, ensuring that the direction would not drift.

Then he turned around, walked to the door at the entrance to the bridge that he had smashed, and placed his palm on the rubble.

The fusion power of the rebellious Enma was released in reverse from the blade.

The remains of the gates that he had broken into pieces rose up from the floor again in the same instant.

Like a video played in reverse, piece by piece, the door was pieced back together, and it was whole again.

How long they can hold off the remaining Chitauri troops outside is not important.

As long as it lasts long enough for him to put on the Demon God Armor again.

He retraced his steps at full speed, stomping his right foot hard on the floor at the corner of the corridor.

With a loud bang, the metal panel in the corridor dented half a meter from his foot.

Using the recoil force, he was propelled back to the launch port.

He climbed back into the cockpit of the Demon God Armor, the canopy closing and locking behind him.

The escort ships outside were still unleashing their firepower on the flagship.

As soon as the demon armor stood up from the launch port, the Chitauri gunners simultaneously turned their cannons around.

All the energy beams changed their trajectories at the same instant.

They clearly have this little red and black thing crawling around on the flagship's exterior.

Li En was identified as the prime suspect in the flagship's loss of control, and all firepower was directed at him.

Li En manipulated the Demon God Armor, causing it to move erratically across the flagship's outer shell.

This unfinished suit of armor is actually pitifully small on a cosmic scale, like a grain of metallic sand that drifts aimlessly.

The gunners on the frigates, on the other hand, were like swatting flies with anti-aircraft guns.

Relying solely on bullet density to compensate for a lack of accuracy.

But no beam of light could truly lock onto and predict his movement trajectory.

As he dodged, he kept glancing at the flagship out of the corner of his eye.