Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Emotion is a kind of power.

Love in this universe is indeed a force; love is a definite, hierarchical, abstract force of the universe.

To put it simply, love is not an independent physical energy, but a higher-dimensional spiritual law that can unleash potential, distort reality, or connect to the origin of the universe.

Like in some movies and comics, characters who possess the emotion of love are often able to unleash power beyond their own capabilities.

“My God, they are really tall, even though we all know they are about two meters tall.” As the three war chapters marched through the streets in triumph, Gwen spotted the Astartes at first glance and couldn’t help but scream with excitement.

He was also taking pictures like crazy with his camera.

Helen, upon seeing this, exclaimed with admiration, "No wonder they could kill those terrible demons."

Her gaze swept over the demon corpses on the special clean energy-powered vehicle in the formation of the three major battle groups. These corpses were not the largest, but each one was over ten meters long.

Even though it was already a corpse, it still exuded a chilling aura.

Fortunately, the combat cultivators had already used magic to conceal the power of the corpses on the cart, otherwise, viewing it up close could easily affect ordinary people and cause them to be corrupted.

For ordinary people, the Astartes are enormous; most of them are over 1.9 meters tall barefoot, and many even reach 2 meters.

This height is the optimal height for each individual after optimization with super gene serum.

At this height, one can perfectly unleash their individual fighting power.

But generally, they will not be shorter than 1.9 meters.

Combined with the power armor they wear, their heads are over two meters tall, making them the most visually striking and imposing type of soldier.

On the contrary, the ravens and gray knights appeared much more elegant.

The female warriors are mostly over 1.8 meters tall, but rarely exceed 1.9 meters, unless they are born with a naturally divine body.

Their slender figures and combat suits, while not emphasizing their muscles, still convey a sense of powerful beauty. Their coordinated movements create a visually heroic yet feminine aesthetic.

These warriors, arranged in a square formation, exude an epic aura that inspires awe.

Just looking at them, it's as if you're seeing scenes of battles being fought.

The scrolls flashed through my mind, leaving an indelible mark that I could never forget.

The triumphant parade lasted for three hours.

Under the watchful eyes of millions of people in Novigor and the world, everyone witnessed the majestic power of this mighty army.

In particular, the tourists on site were able to see up close the imposing and powerful Astartes, the heroic figures of the Raven Warriors, and the peaceful and elegant Grey Knight Battle Monks.

I also witnessed firsthand the corpses of demons placed on those clean energy-powered carts.

These three hours provided everyone with a visually stunning experience.

Chapter 339 The Aftermath of the Terra War (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The triumphant parade has ended.

But Terra's development continues, and the gains from this grand war will take time to digest.

The technology department and combat cultivators need to spend time studying and refining the remains of the powerful monsters and demons they hunted, figuring out how to utilize them.

The genetics department obtains the blood of these demons, deciphers their underlying genetic code, extracts suitable genes, and examines whether they can optimize the super soldier gene serum.

Combined with the previously mentioned compound No. 5, it might be possible to optimize and improve its stability to the greatest extent.

With the support of massive resources and equipment, the well-funded science and technology department is about to get busy again.

Everyone lives a fulfilling life every day.

Scientists often become so enthusiastic that once they receive a project, they throw themselves into it wholeheartedly.

Fortunately, they had all been injected with serum, giving them energy and vitality far exceeding that of ordinary people. They only needed three hours of deep sleep to wake up the next day as lively and energetic as ever.

As for Astartes and the Raven Warriors, they spent two days digesting the spoils of the war.

Two days later, they will all have a holiday.

The same applies to Reicher, Natasha, Nigley, Nydy, and other high-ranking officials.

There are holidays, but there are still some follow-up matters to handle.

Furthermore, he thoroughly understood the tactics, planning, and details of the eighteen-day war, and identified all the errors.

Commonly known as a post-mortem analysis.

Winning a war is something to celebrate, but we must remain vigilant and never become complacent with past glories.

Arrogance only leads to destruction.

Terra made no comment on the shock and fervent impact that this triumphant game once again brought to the world.

Anyway, if this happens a few more times, eventually the will of the people will be united and the world will naturally be unified.

Terra has won big.

As for how uneasy or fearful those capitalist interest groups might be, Terra wouldn't care at all.

The final madness before destruction will only hasten the defection of popular support.

Inside the borders of Hell.

After completing the cleanup mission, the place was completely empty. He stood on the horizon at the edge of hell, feeling the dense magical elements within.

The feeling of being able to do anything here is wonderful.

Everything here is under Matthew's control.

All I saw was him raising his hand.

boom!!

The entire border of Hell began to tremble instantly. He held the reins of power over the border of Hell and connected to this pocket dimension.

They completely transformed this hellish frontier with their own will as the central theme.

In an instant, amidst the turmoil, an invisible force swept across the entire territory.

To the naked eye, the border area was filled with toxic gases, and the smell of sulfur was rapidly dissipating.

The atmosphere is purified and reconstructed layer by layer, becoming warm, clean, and oxygen-rich. The temperature and humidity are constant, making it suitable for human survival and breathing. A gentle breeze sweeps across the land, carrying the pure fragrance of soil and grass.

The original purgatory landscape, which was broken, twisted, covered with lava, and crisscrossed with blood swamps, was completely overturned and rebuilt.

The earth rises up to form a vast, unbroken range of primeval mountains, their peaks majestic and rugged, their rock layers rough and ancient, a completely natural formation stacked by heaven and earth, without any artificial embellishment.

The deep mountains and secluded valleys are crisscrossed, with towering ancient trees growing in clusters. The boundless primeval forest covers the mountains and hills, and wild grasses and wildflowers spread freely, creating a vibrant and ancient natural landscape.

Natural springs emerge from the mountains, with thousands of clear streams rushing down from the ravines, meandering along the terrain, and converging into vast rivers and clear, tranquil natural lakes.

The water system is crisscrossed, clear and sweet, nourishing the vast plains, wetlands and woodlands. The terrain is naturally varied, and the landscape is a perfect blend of mountains and rivers.

The originally violent and rampant hellish energy was completely transformed into warm and mellow life energy, nourishing the growth of all things.

From a corrupt and dark hell, it was transformed by its own hands into a pristine land with magnificent mountains and rivers, vibrant life, orderly seasons, and perfect conditions for human reproduction and survival.

But that's not enough; with Matthew's supreme will, the land area is increasing.

The earth was filled with a large amount of pure underground river water, and the Heart of Prometheus was placed in the core area, like the core of a star.

However, just as Matthew was immersed in it, feeling that realm of controlling the rules, changing the rules, and transforming all things, the transformation process suddenly stopped.

Matthew suddenly frowned.

A golden ripple passed through his eyes.

"It's being used up a bit too quickly."

He could sense that the magical elements at the edge of hell were becoming thinner. Clearly, the sudden change to the entire ecosystem of the edge of hell had consumed too much energy.

Creating these substances out of thin air actually consumes very little energy.

The material reshaping itself doesn't require much, but the process of completely transforming the hellish ecosystem that Velasco has built up over countless years into a human-friendly ecosystem consumes a considerable amount of energy.

Moreover, he had just fought Dormammu not long ago.

The fact that it relies on the magic power of the Hell's Border already consumes a huge amount of energy, and the combination of these two factors is what causes the magic element of the Hell's Border to become thin.

Fortunately, the Heart of Prometheus can provide these magical elements indefinitely.

After a while, the magic element will become abundant again.

However, Matthew's energy support is not only from Limbo, but also from the infinite kinetic energy of the Fist Universe.

He himself has reached the level of the Heavenly Father, and his own energy is equally extraordinary.

Therefore, he stopped drawing magical elements from the border of hell and instead used his own energy and the energy of his fist dimension to continue transforming the border of hell.

.........

boom!!

A tremendous roar resounded through the sky.

In Silent Hill, a once-abandoned town, the walls and roads of buildings are peeling and melting, and a dark red, viscous, rust-colored liquid seeps from beneath the gray-white walls, like dried, congealed blood.

The light of day completely disappeared, and the entire world was locked in a thick, murky gray-black fog. There was no sun, only a blurry, dim, dark red sky in the distance.

The light was oppressive and murky, with visibility less than a few meters. You could reach out and touch the cold, damp fog. The air was filled with the pungent smell of rust, rotting fabric, and decaying flesh.

The ground is cracked and rolled up, the asphalt road surface is broken and peeling up, exposing the rusty metal steel frame and rusty wire mesh underneath. Broken medical equipment, rusty hospital beds, broken children's dolls, and stained bandages are scattered everywhere. The walls of abandoned hospitals and sanatoriums are rotten and perforated in large areas, with exposed pipes hanging down and constantly dripping dark red sewage.

The earth was covered with deformed structures intertwined with rusted metal and rotting flesh, and the walls were covered with proliferating tissue resembling ulcerated flesh.

Rusty iron railings are everywhere, all buildings are twisted and deformed, doors and windows are crooked and broken, and corridors stretch endlessly, making it impossible to distinguish the boundaries of the roads.

Chapter 340 How can we escape this damned world? (Seeking monthly votes)

The ground was covered with a shallow layer of murky black water, sticky and slippery underfoot. From the depths of the mist, there were constant, indistinct noises of metal scraping, children crying, and heavy objects being dragged. The entire space was devoid of living things, only deathly silence, decay, and endless twisted wounds, exuding a morbid and oppressive despair.

Several figures are surrounded by a group of monsters in the town, and are engaged in a fierce battle.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

A dense storm of bullets swept across the surrounding monsters.

Wearing Punisher uniforms adorned with gray and white skulls, fully armed, with a dense pile of spent bullet casings beneath their feet, it was clear that the battle had been raging for quite some time.

Roars of anger echoed through the squad.

"Damn it, what's going on here? Why can't we kill all those monsters?"

"Be careful, those deformed monsters have self-healing abilities."

"We're surrounded. We need to find a way to break free."

Mockingbird, Iron Knight Melinda, Punisher, and Hawkeye Clint were all in the encirclement, each wielding a special weapon specially made for them by S.H.I.E.L.D.

These firearms are actually energy weapons.

As for the source of the energy weapons, even top agent Hawkeye Clint doesn't know.

But S.H.I.E.L.D. provided it.

It was precisely because of these energy weapons that they were able to be pulled into a special world when they entered Silent Hill, and to hold out for so long after being surrounded by a group of monsters.

The Punisher was an absolute tactical mastermind; he immediately realized that ordinary firearms and ammunition were insufficient to kill those monsters.

However, he still did not rush to use energy weapons, but continued to use these traditional heavy firepower guns, with the aim of suppressing those monsters.

The dense barrage of bullets repelled the encirclement to the greatest extent possible, leaving them room to survive.

This is an advantage they cannot gain by carrying energy weapons.

"Has Stark not been dealt with yet?"

Hawkeye Clint wields a compound bow and fires arrows one by one; the arrowheads of these arrows all have special functions.

For example, he is now firing explosive arrows, one of which is enough to destroy a fortified fire bunker.