Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 357 Bomb His Mother

The deafening sound of war drums echoes across this high-tech battlefield; Asgardian warriors wielding melee weapons fight against Parademons wielding laser guns; the primal savagery and high-tech weaponry coexist harmoniously, creating a visual style that is both incongruous and unified.

Casualties were happening every moment, but no matter how intense the fighting was around them, everyone's attention remained focused on the duel between the top experts in the center of the battlefield.

Without it.

When the power of an individual can completely surpass the power of the collective, the struggles of these millions of tiny individuals are destined to become mere background figures.

Sometimes, life is just like that, full of helplessness.

On the other hand, the situation on other battlefields will affect the main battlefield... That should be how it should be in theory.

Just as Ang had collected all six gems, a piece of bad news arrived.

"The London Temple has fallen again!" Doctor Strange said through gritted teeth.

Through the God of War's telepathic communication loop, Ang saw the magical version of the 'surveillance footage' sent by Doctor Strange.

It was a man wearing a golden bull-horned helmet, strange purple metallic armor, and wielding a dagger. He immediately slashed the guardian mage protecting the New York Temple.

"This guy is Kant Darkseid's strongest assassin," Ang replied calmly.

"Damn it!" Doctor Strange gritted his teeth in anger.

The mages who guard the three great temples are very difficult to train.

Besides requiring high magical prowess, one must also possess sufficient loyalty and a meticulous mind. If an ordinary Kamar-Taj mage is one in ten thousand, then a guardian mage is one in a thousand of those ten thousand.

Unfortunately, they ran into Kant, who is known as the strongest fighting master in the universe, proficient in the fighting styles of hundreds of millions of planets. He is also the most powerful assassin and tracker in the universe. No matter where in the universe someone is targeted by him escapes, he will find and kill them.

As expected, Darkseid's offensive was not so simple.

Perhaps sending Kant was not Darkseid's order, but rather that of his advisor, Desad.

Clearly, this is a version of the Apocalypse Star strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao".

"London has been hit by a space battleship!" Tony's voice trembled as he played a live video feed of London on Iron Man's small screen.

Originally, the spatial shields of the three shrines of Kamar-Taj were still intact, so the enemy could either airdrop from the location designated by Ang and his group, or Darkseid, who had powerful spatial penetration capabilities, would personally break the shields.

Now the enemy has clearly made a different choice—darkseid will be the main force to attract Earth during the airdrop, and then assassins will be sent out to destroy the shields so that another group of ships can launch a surprise attack on Earth.

Knowing Darkseid's strategy, Ang secretly cheered in his heart.

There is no doubt that a multi-pronged attack strategy is really hard for the defending side to handle.

Sure enough, Desad's arrogant laughter echoed through the air: "Earthlings, you're finished! Surrender now, and our Lord might mercifully allow you to join the Apokolips Legion; otherwise, destruction is your only fate—"

"Join? Become a mindless Parademon?" Captain America roared angrily.

Earthlings have long known, through dissecting Parademons, that they are nothing more than biological weapons created by Darkseid's men from prisoners captured from various planets and then modified using Apokolips technology.

Being transformed into a Parademon not only results in the loss of one's own will, but the transformation process itself carries an extremely high mortality rate.

Who the hell did this?

Suddenly, Colonel James of War Machine (Iron Patriot) spoke through the communications channel, his voice almost choked with sobs: "Washington has been attacked! The White House and Congress are gone! NORAD! UN Headquarters has been attacked! Up to three hundred of our military and political leaders have lost contact."

Ah this...

Ang observed a moment of silence for this planet.

Then, secretly, just as the Apocalypse Fleet was about to bomb the capital of a certain Eastern superpower in geosynchronous orbit, Ang summoned a spatial storm that turned the Apocalypse Fleet there into cosmic debris.

At this moment, Ang fully understood Darkseid's, or rather, the Desard advisor beside him's, thoughts—they were forcing him to use the six Infinity Stones to attack their fleet.

Humanity's technological backwardness is an indisputable Achilles' heel.

Using six gems at once would definitely put a heavy burden on Ang.

They are forcing Ang to either save his compatriots or coldly continue the all-out attack on Darkseid.

Unfortunately, Ang is an Earthling, but not an Earthling from this planet!

This means that as long as I have no morals, you can't morally blackmail me.

Ang's approach was: "Hmph! Darkseid! Only by eliminating you can the universe truly enjoy a brief moment of peace."

Ang's seemingly calm voice echoed in the sky filled with chaotic energy.

It's only natural to pay a price to take down a Celestial-level powerhouse.

The question is, who is the one who bears the "cost"?

In the synchronized information relayed by the system, Ang watched as Washington, London, Tokyo, and Seoul became the price to pay. He was heartbroken. Hahaha, no, yeah, sob sob sob!

Ang, struggling to squeeze out a single crocodile tear from the corner of his eye, looked so resolute, yet so heartbreaking, beneath Kratos's suit.

"Die, Darkseid!"

With a roar from Ang, a golden line began to descend from the clouds, piercing the atmosphere, and the clouds slowly swirled at its starting point, forming a vortex.

Then the golden thread, like a laser target guiding the attack, locked onto Darkseid.

Darkseid looked up at the golden line hanging down from the top of the sky, feeling a sudden heat on his back. He didn't know what Ang was thinking, but he recognized similar methods.

Different races in the universe have all sorts of strange ways of utilizing stellar energy.

Clearly, Kratos, the God of War on the other side, is directly mobilizing the power of the sun.

This is by no means the work of an ordinary person.

It shouldn't be the power of the God of War; only the strongest being who is most skilled at harnessing stellar energy could do this.

who is it?

Was it him? Or was it him?

Darkseid's gaze immediately locked onto the two suspects.

Yes! What he saw were Apollo, the Olympian god, and Helios, the sun god.

With Kratos's help, these two Olympian gods are using their highest divine authority on Earth to unleash this attack.

Darkseid grew anxious upon seeing the other party.

The Omega rays were unleashed once again.

Unsurprisingly, Kratos redirected the attack once again.

Under the watchful eyes of all the powerful beings on Apokolips, a golden light was reflected in every pair of eyes on the battlefield, falling along the golden line. In Ang's slightly mocking gaze, the golden light enveloped Darkseid.

In the final moments, Darkseid did attempt to dodge or parry.

Clearly, his efforts failed.

With a deafening roar, the continuous flashes of light nearly blinded every dog ​​on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)