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Chapter 669 The Watcher

"What on earth is this thing?"

Hawkeye continued firing arrows while retreating. He fired explosive arrows, electric arrows, and control arrows, but neither the explosive flames nor the powerful electric shocks were swallowed up by the giant shadow, having no effect whatsoever.

However, once again, the attack backfired. The flames from the explosion shot out as a shockwave, and the flames and lightning mixed together, transforming into a flying dragon that swooped back along the path it had come from.

Hawkeye quickly leaped and flipped over; the fire dragon almost grazed his body, plowing a burning crack in the ground. Both vehicles were blasted into the air, their bodies disintegrating and crumbling under the intense heat.

"This thing almost never gets hurt!"

Black Widow was also frantically firing a pair of small pistols nearby. However, although it seemed like she was constantly firing non-stop, if there were team damage statistics, she would probably be at the bottom.

Thor finally got off Hulk and swung his hammer back at him.

"That's enough! It was my carelessness just now, but it won't happen again. In Odin's name, the demons of darkness will bear the wrath of thunder."

"Don't rush, big guy. The captain is right. A rash attack will only make things worse."

Iron Man had also risen back into the air, locking onto the giant Shadow Fiend and analyzing it with all his might.

"I'm conducting an analysis scan. I've never seen this thing's material composition before, nor have I encountered such a biological form. It's not from this world. No, it might not even exist in this universe."

We need to find a way.

Before he could finish speaking, another unexpected event occurred.

It was an attack from beyond the heavens. The beam of light, as dazzling as a shooting star, was so fast that even Quicksilver couldn't react in time, and it suddenly pierced through Shadow Fiend's body.

The giant began to tremble, his movements abruptly halting as an invisible force tore apart his dark shell.

In mere seconds, the giant completely collapsed. Its body, which had seemed unsolvable just seconds before, crumbled into black mist, releasing a massive surge of energy from the explosion's epicenter, engulfing several streets. All the dark creatures lining the streets were enveloped within, vanishing in the intense light.

"What?"

This unexpected turn of events took all the Avengers by surprise.

What kind of being possesses such power that it can so easily annihilate a formidable enemy that left them helpless?

"Ultraman?"

Tony frowned and looked up, the scene of the mechanical deus ex machina during the Battle of New York involuntarily flashing through his mind.

But this time it doesn't seem to be the case.

The one who appeared before them this time was a human with red skin.

He was dressed in strange armor, floating in mid-air, his red cloak fluttering slowly, exuding an aura of authority that naturally surpassed all mortals.

"A pleasure to meet you, heroes of this earth. My name is the Watcher!"

The man said in a deep voice.

"Your universe is about to die, caught in the tide of struggle among countless other universes. And now, all universes need heroes like you!"

Another universe.

Justice League, Watchtower

Another new watchtower.

"Routine checks complete, no problems. So you really don't need to switch shifts, Lao Jiong?"

"That's what The Flash said on the comms channel."

"I mean, you definitely kept more shifts on the watchtower than any of us."

"I'm fine here, thank you, Barry," Martian Manhunter said. "I'll call you if I need anything."

"Okay, good luck then. I'll bring you ice cream next time I go up, Oreo flavor."

The Flash hung up the call.

The Martian hunter leaned back in his chair, facing the endless starry sky outside the glass.

So tranquil, so harmonious.

He didn't actually dislike being on duty. He liked being alone in the watchtower because he couldn't hear anyone's thoughts there, nor was he bothered by the noise of traffic.

Moreover, the watchtower was like home to him.

After losing Mars, he found a new family on Earth.

But suddenly, a sound broke the silence.

"Ron Jungz."

"Who?"

He sat up straight and looked around with some confusion.

Super vision detected no one, and telepathic scanning also yielded no results.

But the sound continued to come.

"Your abilities are very important."

"I need you."

The Martian hunter began to realize something was wrong and was considering whether he should immediately sound the alarm.

"Watchtower, self-isolate. Conduct a full internal inspection."

As he gave the order, his hand was already reaching for the control panel.

But just before he could touch any of the buttons on the console.

A hand suddenly emerged from the control panel, like a phantom piercing through, and snapped shut on his wrist.

Rong En was taken aback: "What's going on—?"

In an instant, with a faint glow, the Martian hunters vanished into thin air.

Only an empty watchtower remains, spinning alone in its near-Earth orbit.

Metropolitan Bank.

The masked thug fired a burst of bullets into the ceiling, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Hand over everything you had before!"

The hostages in the entire hall looked at each other, seemingly calm and unhurried.

The thug had no choice but to raise his gun again and fire a burst: "Are you all deaf? Can't you tell I'm robbing you?"

The hostages slowly crouched down, covering their heads. An old man leisurely took out his wallet, handed it to them, and said casually, "Young man, you're new here, right?"

"Huh? What?" The thug frowned, wondering if he had made a mistake in one of the steps because he was new to the place.

The old man calmly replied, "Everyone in the big city knows that there's no chance of robbing someone here."

The thug burst into laughter: "Huh? You mean that big blue Boy Scout? Give me a break, I've been following the news. He was dealing with an earthquake on the other side of the world just a minute ago. Even if it were him, it's impossible."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized something was wrong when he saw the strange smiles on the hostages' faces.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw Superman floating behind him with his arms crossed, looking at him with a smile.

"Fire! Fire the hell out!"

The assailant was shocked and hurriedly signaled his companions to open fire. A burst of bullets swept across the area, and unsurprisingly, they all bounced off the chest marked with an "S".

"To be honest, I don't really understand why you guys always have to try. You and I both know the outcome."

Superman sighed.

With a loud bang, a shockwave exploded, instantly flashing through the crowd. The thugs were thrown off balance, and by the time they came to their feet, their weapons were already in his hands.

And there was also the old man's wallet. He smiled and handed the wallet back to the old man: "Keep it safe, don't give it away easily this time."

"I'll listen to you," the old man said with a smile, taking the bag. The crowd began to cheer and applaud.

"Superman".

The sound appeared abruptly at the very moment when the atmosphere was so pleasant and harmonious.

"I need you to come with me."

Superman turned around in surprise and immediately saw the red-faced man in armor and a cloak floating silently in front of him.

He was somewhat surprised. His super vision and hearing were working perfectly; he could even hear the Gotham subway starting up, yet he hadn't noticed when this person had appeared at all.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am the Watcher, and the entire universe is in grave danger. And you, Superman."

"The monitor said solemnly."

"You are the key to the multiverse, I need your help."

(End of this chapter)