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

Chapter 187 A Few Kittens

The street outside the Greenwich Observatory in London, England.

The entire area has been ordered to be cleared.

When Frank, the fiery Punisher, arrived, the locals realized they absolutely could not stay any longer.

Something big is about to happen.

Therefore, no one bothered the police during the evacuation, and the cooperation was quite efficient.

of course there are exceptions.

A few guys, hoping to gain online traffic, secretly hid in a room, set up their phones, and started a live stream.

Li En did not have anyone pay any attention to these people.

Everyone has to pay the price for their choices.

They risk their lives to stay here and do live streams, which naturally brings them huge traffic and enough financial rewards.

That's what they earned with their lives, there's nothing more to say about it.

Tony opened his visor, walked over to Lee, and lowered his voice: "According to the measurements by Selvig and Dr. Jane, the landing point is in this area."

"I have already deployed all the steel legions around me."

He paused, a rare hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Are we really enough with just a few of us?"

On the way here, Jarvis had already retrieved all the legends about dark elves on Earth.

Of course, most of those things are just human imaginations, mostly inappropriate content, and have little reference value.

The truly useful information came from Thor's oral accounts.

After hearing this, Tony felt a little uneasy.

That race once ruled the Nine Realms. With the current number of people, is their combat power enough to fill the gap?

"Don't worry." Li En curled his lip. "Back in Asgard, I had the ability to kill their leader directly."

He was telling the truth.

When he was drawing blood from Malekith, the Dark Elf King, in Frigga's room, the energy deposits in Malekith's body were neither particularly high nor particularly low.

If you put it in Asgard, it would be roughly on the level of the Warriors Four.

Not to mention Thor, even Frigga, who was in the room at the time, could have easily dealt with him.

As for why Frigga didn't make a move at the time, but instead staged that scene, even seemingly deliberately giving up the chance to fight back—that's not a question Li En should ponder.

However, he could guess the general reason pretty accurately.

After the Dark Elves lost the power of the Aether, which is the Reality Stone.

The entire race was slaughtered by Odin's father and has barely survived to this day. It's not surprising that they only have this little bit of wealth left.

Hearing Li En say this, Tony's tense expression finally relaxed a bit.

He could understand why Li En wanted to bring Malekith to Earth.

Just like with the Chitauri army last time, he understands the logic.

Humans are not without imagination. Give him eight or ten years to develop a spaceship that can travel freely in the universe from scratch, and he is confident that he can do it.

But recently, the world has become increasingly turbulent, with all sorts of events happening all at once.

One alien after another appeared, wanting to rule this planet.

There simply wasn't enough time for him to slowly grind it down.

On the contrary, since the last Battle of New York, through reverse engineering of the wreckage of the Zitauri Legion, the progress of the spaceship project has jumped forward by a lot.

If he simply wanted to soar through the universe, he could assemble a usable spaceship in a dozen days at most.

But neither Tony Stark nor Lee En ever wanted "a flying ship".

What they want is a defensive line to protect Earth, the ability to explore other planets, and something more advanced than the equipment used by those aliens.

No one understands better than them that military strength is the most fundamental guarantee for the survival of a species.

Thor hoisted Mjolnir onto his shoulder and chuckled, adding, "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. You wanted the Dark Elves' spaceship, which is why you didn't go all out in Asgard."

He said this without changing his expression or blushing at all.

In reality, he was busy putting out fires all over the royal city, and several sections of the castle had been blown up, so he couldn't spare any time to chase after the leader of the dark elves.

Li En did not expose him.

The current setup here includes Thor, Frank the Punisher, Tony Stark, and his 300 Iron Legion units.

Dealing with a half-crippled remnant of the dark elves seems more than enough.

Moreover, a space carrier was floating overhead.

Nick Fury, along with the remaining S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and Captain America Steve Rogers, who had been enhanced by the Dragonblood serum, were all waiting on board.

Steve is quite powerful now and can be deployed as mobile support at any time.

Li En placed them in the sky as a last resort.

Suddenly, a dull tearing sound came from the end of the street.

The sound came from the direction of the river, as if something extremely large was forcefully arching upwards from the bottom of the riverbed.

"Gentlemen, it seems the enemy has arrived." Li En turned around and looked in that direction.

Tony immediately asked into the comms, "Jarvis, what's going on? Why wasn't it detected beforehand?"

Jarvis's voice rang out simultaneously in everyone's earpieces, his tone as steady as ever: "Mr. Tony, our current scanning technology is temporarily unable to identify any unidentified objects in the river."

Before the words were even finished, the riverbank at the end of the street seemed to have been rammed in the middle by a giant ship.

Large chunks of soil and paving stones rolled over to both sides, and the ground was cracked by a pure crushing weight.

The crack stretched along the center line of the street, as if a transparent cargo ship was sailing directly ashore from the riverbed.

Li En's eyes lit up, and he called out to Frank, "Frank, go and try to control this spaceship. Try not to damage it; it's our stuff."

Frank's burning skull made a few cracking sounds, and his jaw opened and closed rapidly twice.

He lowered his body and charged towards the widening crack in the ground.

Each step he took left a charred footprint on the asphalt, and flames briefly burned along his footprints before quickly going out.

When he was still more than ten meters away from the crack that was still being plowed forward, he suddenly leaped up.

His body traced a parabola in the air, then seemed to hit something unseen, and he stopped in mid-air.

He tilted his skull back, his jaw agape, and let out a silent laugh.

Immediately afterwards, he gripped the transparent shell beneath him tightly with both hands, and flames erupted from every pore of his body, spreading wildly in all directions along the invisible outline.

In a short while, the true outline of a colossal creature completely enveloped in flames was revealed.

It was a giant warship shaped like a crescent moon, at least several hundred meters tall.

Frank's flames enveloped it completely, but it wasn't transformed into a hellish mount like the motorcycles and missiles before it.

It was only because of this scorching external force that it was forced to stop in place.

Frank's dark eyes were fixed on the giant ship beneath him, and flames surged upwards from his body in layers.

But this thing is just too big, and he really can't fully control it in a short time.

Just then, a hatch on the belly of the spaceship suddenly cracked open, pushing the flames covering the surface outwards a bit.

Several metal boxes slid out of the crack, crashed to the ground, and unfolded into a folding ladder.

Malekith led his remaining dark elf soldiers out of the chest in single file.