Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

A large crack appeared in the ground.

It's Negri.

She deftly raised her beloved Colt M1911 revolver, aimed it at the devil's head, and pulled the trigger.

The orange-yellow energy bullet shattered the demon's head.

Chapter 164 Skye, Give Those Demons a Shot (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"How's it going? Still haven't found it?"

Rachel glanced down at the demon corpse that Negri was stepping on on the ground, then looked up at Negri.

"No, that guy is well hidden. Nydy and several mages are looking for him."

"But it will take time."

"We need to find a way to protect these civilians."

Negri pulled out his other gun and began firing both at the sky.

A dense barrage of bullets, radiating an orange-yellow glow, precisely pierced the heads of the attacking demons.

She looked up at the inverted vortex: "We need to find a way to shut that thing down first, otherwise we'll never be able to kill all these demons."

"The source is still Casillas. We must find them as soon as possible. Right now, these guys are weak enough to protect Manhattan, but if some stronger ones emerge, things might change."

After the battle, Rai Che's breathing remained completely unchanged.

This level of combat was far too easy for Astartes.

Don't be fooled by how heavy the power armor is.

In fact, because the magical runes and armor joint gears are all crafted with precise calculations, they are not a burden at all; on the contrary, they make things easier for them.

With over a thousand men in each of the two battle groups, protecting millions of civilians in the vast Manhattan area was a piece of cake.

They even had the help of the mages of Kamar-Taj.

What seemed like a dangerous situation actually resulted in no casualties.

Even if there were any, they were criminals they killed who committed crimes amplified by fear and greed.

"Natasha, Bucky, Roseco, how are things on your end?"

"No problem, our defenses here are very solid."

"It's nothing, damn it, I saw the dog get killed, those bastards."

"These things are appearing too fast; we need to stop them."

Hearing the responses from everyone on the communication channel, Raiche did not respond further; he knew the situation was still under control.

"Those cops are pretty good. I remember the NYPD commissioner is named George Stacy. That must be him. He hasn't been in office for long. He's different from those other bloodsucking bastards."

As Negri fired and destroyed the demon, he spoke without turning his head.

He had clearly noticed George behind him.

As the Minister of Information, Negri also keeps up with information in her spare time during her training and studies.

Compared to her current status and position, the police chief, who would be considered a big shot by ordinary people, is no different from a cuckolded turtle in the Yongding River in her eyes.

She could only recall that she had only glanced at the other person's information once by chance.

Plus, when the NYPD officers called him "Chief," Negri heard them and remembered him.

This person has a good reputation and is very responsible.

Negri had a good impression of him.

"If only the US government were full of people like this, it would be great. It's a pity the system is so corrupt that these kinds of people can't get ahead," Reicher replied coldly.

His experiences after retiring taught him that a person with a conscience cannot rise to power or achieve anything under a so-called free and democratic system.

Rachel had long been disappointed in him, but fortunately he now had another choice.

Negri knew what Reich was trying to say, but she didn't really care.

Suddenly, they noticed a large group of demons approaching from the distance and flooding into Times Square, heading straight for George and the other police officers and the civilians they were protecting.

"Tsk, a bunch of brainless idiots."

Negri pursed his lips.

Normally, demons are cunning by nature and know how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

In this short period of time, after these demons arrived on Earth, they encountered wave after wave of slaughter, leaving corpses everywhere, yet they still rushed forward headlong.

It's because these demons are the lowest level in hell.

They are driven by instinct but lack intelligence.

If you really had a brain, seeing the massacre by the two major battle groups, how could you dare to charge forward?

Look at those demons in the sky, flapping their wings in fear and hesitant, not daring to fly down—that's a different story.

With a stomp of her right foot, the explosive force transformed her into a beam of red light that shot straight into the sky, tearing through the night. To everyone's eyes, this red light resembled a sharp cutting machine.

They are reaping the lives of the countless demons that fill the sky above Times Square.

These low-level demons are far weaker than warriors like Negri, whose normal physique and strength are almost 100 tons.

Combined with her already mastered six martial arts techniques and her combat suit, her destructive power was like mowing grass to these demons.

In less than ten seconds, a brilliant red light darted back and forth across the sky, weaving a beautiful and exquisite red network pattern. Once the pattern was completed, all that remained were the countless corpses of falling demons.

To prevent the corpses from falling and hitting the people in Times Square, the thoughtful Negri cut the demons into pieces.

This cruelty stems from pity.

Negri's figure fell from the sky and landed in front of a group of police officers, facing a dense sea of ​​focused gazes.

The mix of emotions deeply moved Negli.

In the face of such a war, humanity is so insignificant.

She became increasingly determined to complete the BOSS's grand plan.

A battle of this scale is beyond the capacity of human armies to withstand; they cannot protect the people.

Standing at the forefront, New York Police Commissioner George and Negley exchanged a glance, and he nodded.

He knew he couldn't disturb this mysterious and powerful female warrior at this moment.

George and the other NYPD officers knew they couldn't participate in a war of that magnitude, so their priority was to ensure the safety of the public without hindering the operation.

Mature and rational.

Negri saw through George's thoughts and silently assessed him in his mind.

Unlike the news anchors behind the police officers, who were still trying to break through the human wall while shouting at them for interviews.

A bunch of clueless idiots.

Negri silently grumbled as she looked up at the sky.

He frowned. Just as Roseko had said, the group was growing larger and larger, even though the two battle groups had a large number of members and were capable of inflicting heavy casualties.

But he still had to spend time and effort protecting civilians, so he couldn't leave his post.

With her Observation Haki fully activated, she spotted Skye fighting not far away.

She shouted, "Skye!"

"Yeah, I'm here."

At the street intersection, Skye stomped her foot hard on the ground, and a terrifying shockwave swept across the ground like a wave.

The demons that had been charging through the street were blasted apart by the shockwave, turning into a cloud of blood mist and fragments.

Skye responded immediately when she heard Negri call her name.

“There are too many things in the sky. Use your abilities to block them, and I will cooperate with you.”

"The rest of you should use this time to eliminate the demons on the ground."

"Yes!!"

Chapter 165 The Tremor-Tremor Fruit (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Skye looked up at the Manhattan sky, where a terrifying army of demons stretched out, obscuring the sky.

Skye smiled brightly.

Mowing down all the grass on the map is incredibly satisfying.

Using your abilities in the mirror dimension is a completely different experience from using them on a group of demons in the real world.

What's more, just this afternoon, the BOSS fed her something called the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

Combined with her ability to unleash shockwaves, she now felt incredibly powerful.

Then we saw Skye sling the cross sword behind her back, and the dark, hardened aura that had been wrapped around her dissipated.

With his feet slightly apart and his right fist clenched, all that could be seen was his right hand, gloved in leather, enveloped in a white sphere.

It contains extremely powerful and complex vibrational energy.

A terrifying atmosphere suddenly swept across the entire area.

Suddenly, the entire Manhattan began to tremble slightly.

At the same time, everyone, even ordinary people, felt this burst of energy.

As a result, the reporters who happened to be filming Skye's fight to protect Astartes in Times Square captured her movements.

The head of the news media company behind the reporter was very quick-witted and immediately focused all channels on her.

Skye's every move was exposed to the eyes of everyone watching the show.

The world destroyer was unaware that he was being watched by everyone at this moment.

She didn't care.

Her eyes were fixed on the sky. With a low shout, she clenched her fist, which was wrapped in a white light shield, and slammed it into the air above.

Click!

The punch seemed to have struck a mirror; the air around her fist appeared as if the mirror had shattered, with countless white cracks spreading out like a spiderweb.

It was ferocious and terrifying.

next moment.

The terrifying shockwave, unleashed by Skye at full power, created a scene that shocked everyone in history.

The Manhattan sky is shattered.

It means shattered in the literal sense.

The sky over Manhattan's 59.1 square kilometers was shrouded in dense white cracks, and everyone, whether in Manhattan or watching live on camera, fell silent.

I stared blankly at the horrifying and terrifying scene.

Especially in Manhattan, whether it's the police, civilians, gangsters, or the wealthy.

Everyone witnessed the sky shattering, and their most immediate feeling was one of oppression, suffocation, and despair.

Time seemed to stand still.

Countless demons in the sky were shrouded and frozen in white cracks. Their bodies shifted due to the shattering, creating countless irregular blocks.

Whether it's a low-level demon or a slightly higher-level demon that's still under observation.

All the demons found themselves unable to move after being enveloped by the cracks.