My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

Looking at Instructor Roth, hope Nian exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Instructor, you are the real hero!"

……

As night approached, the last rays of the setting sun bathed the post-war modern city of New York.

Electricity has been restored to the city, and neon lights are shining everywhere on the streets. However, the once bustling streets are now ruins filled with smoke.

Some New York City residents who were previously forced to evacuate outside the city are now returning, mostly ordinary citizens from the lower classes. After all, the wealthy have second or third residences elsewhere, and it's clear they won't be returning to New York for the time being.

Fortunately, the alien war is over, and the city will eventually regain its vitality.

……

Xinian, Gwen, and Instructor Roth met up with the students led by the deputy instructor on the outskirts of the city.

The wailing continued, and red lights flashed everywhere.

Military and police helicopters continued to fly into the city, and a large-scale deployment of modern troops entered the urban area to seal off the central battle zone and handle the aftermath of the Battle of New York.

In the outer city, there were many armed police officers maintaining order, and numerous temporary aid stations were set up to rescue the wounded and clear the dead.

Whether it's the joy of embracing and reuniting with loved ones, or the inconsolable weeping before the remains of loved ones, such scenes are playing out all over the outer city.

With a thought, hope Nian lowered his voice and said to Gwen beside him, "Help me deal with the instructor. I want to go somewhere and will be right back."

"Okay, be careful." Gwen nodded softly.

hope Nian secretly left the student group and merged into the chaotic crowd.

They quickly arrived at a location in the city.

This area was heavily bombarded by alien forces, and many buildings were mostly destroyed, with only a few streetlights remaining lit along the roadside.

However, hope Nian saw it as soon as he arrived.

On the dimly lit ruins of a building, several rescue workers in protective suits were using white body bags to collect two bodies. Beside the ruins, a red-haired girl stood quietly, looking somewhat helpless.

Without hesitation, Xinian stepped forward and hugged the cold body from behind: "Wanda, if you want to cry, just cry."

The red-haired girl, who had been holding back her tears, finally seemed to have found someone to lean on. She turned and threw herself into the boy's arms, bursting into tears: "Mommy and Daddy are gone..."

"My brother is gone too... I have no family anymore..."

Wanda's doll-like face was covered in tears as she sobbed pitifully.

“That’s not how it is.” Xinian ruffled Wanda’s red hair, thinking of that domineering green-haired loli, and said with certainty, “You still have your family to protect, and Pete will definitely be fine too.”

hope Nian hugged the girl, paused, and said sincerely, "If you can, you can treat me as family from now on."

"Really?" Wanda raised her eyes, her reddened eyes widening as she reflected Xinian's face.

“Of course.” Xinian placed his hand on Wanda’s head and said with some affection.

Wanda nodded and finally stopped crying.

Just then, as if sensing something, she inexplicably looked towards one side of the city.

"What's wrong?" hope Nian followed her gaze, only to see the distant night sky glowing red at the edge of the city. But in the next instant, his icy blue pupils suddenly contracted!

Someone is wailing...

Actually, this is quite normal, after all, the entire city had just been attacked by alien forces, and there was mourning everywhere.

However, the man's wailing that Xinian heard at this moment did not originate from the street where he was, or even from within the city of New York!

Instead.

Beyond the city, at the edge of the night sky!

This wailing sound carries ultrasonic properties, making it difficult for ordinary people to hear clearly. However, those with extraordinary physical abilities can obviously detect it with keen sensitivity.

This is a cry of anguish that has spread throughout the world!

……

Chapter 66, The Death of Superman, A New Era

When Xinian rushed back to the city where his instructors and students were located, he found that almost everyone there was looking at a huge advertising screen on a building with astonishment on their faces.

A live broadcast is playing on a giant advertising screen.

That was a live broadcast from Gotham City, shot from a helicopter's overhead view.

Clear footage from the scene shows sirens blaring throughout the city, with the sky and earth ablaze.

The abandoned factory site has been reduced to wasteland, and the ground in the battle zone has collapsed by five meters. The shattered reinforced concrete buildings resemble a city ravaged by a natural disaster, making one feel as if they are there, and smelling the strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Everything indicates that while an alien invasion is taking place in New York City, a brutal battle beyond human imagination is also unfolding in Gotham City!

At the center of the battle are a tall man in black bat-patterned armor, a beautiful woman wielding a golden longsword and a round shield, and a woman dressed as a reporter in an ordinary shirt uniform...

hope Nian's expression was solemn; his aunt had also participated in another battle today.

The footage from the filming location was zoomed in on and included in the news report.

A tall man with a red cloak draped over his shoulders confronted a ferocious, gigantic monster.

The monster was larger than the abominations Xinian had seen; it was ugly, ferocious, and terrifying, its body covered in densely packed muscle bulges.

As for the tall man in the red cloak, no news explanation is needed; everyone on Earth knows who he is.

Superman!

The invincible Superman, who could carry Boeings and crush mountains, was now locked in close combat with that terrifying monster! Superman's spear, glowing with green light, pierced the body of the indescribable monster, while his own chest was also pierced by the monster's sharp, dark claws!

Superman and the monster, having perished together, stand motionless on the ruins like an ancient and forbidden sculpture!

Tick ​​tock!

Crimson blood flowed down Superman's perfect and muscular body. Many people at the scene, and even around the world watching the news, inexplicably exclaimed, "So even gods bleed, and it's red blood!"

Superman opened his mouth in agony, and the howl he emitted was like a real sound wave that surged outwards!

Soon, he and the monstrous creature they were entangled with leaned slightly to the side and fell together in the center of the battlefield ruins!

Superman lay on the ground covered with iron and blood, and above him was the scorching red night sky that had survived a nuclear explosion.

"At 1 PM on January 2, 2012, Superman died in battle!"

Everyone at the scene, including those watching the news reports, fell silent as they witnessed this scene.

"Superman died in battle?! Really?"

Countless people found it hard to believe.

Regardless, this is the truth!

Today, following the simultaneous events of the Battle of New York and the death of Superman, humanity has come to a chilling and brutal realization—there are terrifying alien forces beyond Earth, and even on Earth, there are unknown entities capable of killing Superman!

Fear, trembling, and widespread panic!

Things that were originally hidden on the other side of the world have been completely revealed!

Like returning to the primitive stage before humans ruled the earth, a brand new era begins today!

……

New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, conference room.

The bald man in a suit, wearing sophisticated glasses, slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "What happened?! Not only Loki's Mind Stone, but even our S.H.I.E.L.D.'s original Tesseract is missing!! The Avengers must take full responsibility!!"

In response to his question.

On the conference table.

Stark, having removed his Iron Man suit, absentmindedly fiddled with his water glass. Dr. Banner, having reverted from his Hulk form, yawned. Captain America, Steve Rogers, removed his helmet without a word. As for the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Black Widow Natasha Romanoff and Hawkeye Clint Barton, who had been secretly sniping aliens somewhere, they pretended not to hear the question, just like their boss.

"Could you pour me a glass of water? By the way, who are you?" Stark gestured to the glass in his hand, then glanced at the bald man.

The bald man's eye twitched, and he said with barely concealed anger, "I am Agent Sitwell of the S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces. I have been given orders from the highest levels of S.H.I.E.L.D. and have the authority to handle all the aftermath of the Battle of New York!"

"Really? Where were you when we were fighting?" Stark shrugged.

"Watch your attitude..." Agent Sitwell hadn't finished speaking when Dr. Banner suddenly twitched, showing signs of turning green with anger, which startled him and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents standing behind him, causing them to instinctively take a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Banner was just feigning an attack, shrugging and saying, "Don't worry about me, you guys continue."

How can I not care! You're a ticking time bomb!

Agent Sitwell was about to say something when the conference room door opened, and a one-eyed Black man dressed in black walked in, followed by a tall female agent assistant.

“Agents Sitwell, you can go out now,” the one-eyed black man said.

"Yes, Director." Agent Sitwell waved helplessly and left the conference room with the team, leaving behind the words, "Director, you have to understand, I don't really want to get involved either. It's just that it's difficult for me to explain to the high-ranking council members."

Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., remained expressionless. After the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents left, only the members of the Avengers remained in the conference room.

"Where is Saul?" Director Nick asked calmly, his hand resting on the table.

Stark quickly replied, "He went back to Asgard, saying he was dealing with his brother Loki."

"Loki, as a war criminal, certainly deserves the punishment he deserves." Director Nick Fury narrowed his single eye seriously, glancing at the heroes present. "As you all know, Superman died in battle not long ago. We suffered heavy losses in the Battle of New York, and it cannot be considered a complete victory. In the future, countless dangers await your Avengers."

Director Nick paused, then asked, "What do you want to say?"

“Armor, weapons!” Stark immediately spoke, his voice deep and resonant. “We need to arm the entire world with armor!”

“Tony,” Captain America retorted, frowning, “your idea is too extreme!”

“Extreme? I don’t think so!” Stark shook his head.

"Let's not discuss whether the whole world needs to be armed with armor. Anyway, armored weapons need to be upgraded; our current equipment isn't powerful enough." Dr. Banner joined the discussion: "For example, we could use me as a model to create an anti-Hulk armor. Firstly, it could restrain me when I'm out of control, and secondly, it could be deployed as heavyweight armor on future battlefields."

“Banner, you really understand me.” Stark’s eyes lit up, clearly interested in Banner’s suggestion: “Not just the Hulkbuster, we need more types of anti-armor weapons!”

"What about you two? Aren't you going to say something?" Director Nick looked at Black Widow and Hawkeye, who were sitting silently to the side.

Hawkeye scratched the back of his head and casually remarked, "We need more superhero members."

Well, that's a really boring statement.

The more superheroes the better, but where do we get so many superheroes?

"I've been thinking about something," Black Widow suddenly said, "Who was that mysterious person who joined the battle to help us today?"

This question was asked.