Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Needless to say, this is even more true in modern times.

This is what a mother does to her own daughter.

This far exceeded the bottom line in the minds of everyone present.

Tony Stark lost his parents at a young age. He has only memories and love for his mother. Even his father, who was once resentful and grumbling, loved him in his heart.

The Punisher, who also lost his parents at a young age, grew up, started a family, and has a wife and children.

However, due to the damned pursuit of profit, his family members were murdered.

That's why he became the Punisher, the nightmare of all criminals, cold and violent in the face of them.

Beneath this exterior lies his unwavering devotion to his wife and children, along with his guilt and love.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to transform into the Punisher, slaughtering criminals time and time again, and even encountering desperate situations countless times.

Because of love, there is hatred.

This woman is undoubtedly among the most deserving of death in everyone's eyes.

Even Tony subconsciously wanted to put this woman on trial.

Yes, the courtroom of Terra.

This woman was tried with the cruelest punishments.

The Punisher silently lowered his gun, his gaze sweeping over the woman's entire body with the look of someone looking at a dead person.

Killing her with a gun would be an act of pity.

He had already thought of a thousand ways to torture the other person.

Skye, Mike, Piotr, and Molly are all like that.

“Shut up! You are my daughter. You were born with the potential to become a divine being. You should be proud of that.” The blonde woman, instead of feeling any remorse after being spoken to like this by her own daughter, angrily rebuked Alessa.

“You should go to hell with your god, you filthy maggot,” Skye said, her face contorted with disgust.

"What do you know?"

"This world is corrupt, and it needs our great God to descend and cleanse it of its filth. You are all heretics, and you all deserve to be judged."

"Very well, I hope you keep that idea, you brain-dead idiot."

Skye laughed in anger. People who have been brainwashed to the point of having completely distorted thinking have no morals whatsoever.

She was too lazy to waste her breath arguing with him.

“This is your revenge.” Skye looked at Alessa and said softly, “We won’t stop you.”

Regardless of how Alessa is dealt with afterward, right now, she wants this poor girl to get her revenge.

That deep hatred almost overflowed from her Observation Haki.

It has even become one of the sources of girls' strength.

Skye had never felt this level of hatred from any one person.

There was no one there.

That's a level that even the ocean can't wash away.

“I can’t do it.” But to her surprise, Alessa gently shook her head and looked at Skye indifferently.

"That thing was too powerful. She was almost successful back then. The pain and torment almost made the divine embryo planted in my body gestate. I split off half of my personality and stopped it."

“However, I wanted to reclaim that personality. My complete self and soul made me think I could kill that thing, but your arrival ruined my plans.”

At this point, she looked at Tony and the others, who looked embarrassed, clearly referring to the Avengers.

“Each of you has a dark side that surpasses that of ordinary people. The power generated by the projection of your dark side is absorbed by Him here, enhancing His power.”

"Right now, I can only suppress it, and that's all I can do."

“I am very grateful to you. You may leave now. I will take Him with me and bury Him here.”

This statement reflects a degree of her kindness, but also her wariness of Skye and her group's power.

If Skye and the other three hadn't been there, she probably wouldn't have said those words at all, and would have left the Avengers, including Tony, there.

Hatred had long since given rise to darkness within Alessa.

This darkness is infinitely vast and will attack everyone indiscriminately.

Aresa's words were nice, but they couldn't fool Skye's Observation Haki. She raised an eyebrow and said, "You little liar."

"However, considering your pitiful past, I forgive you."

"Well, I can't do anything about that thing inside your body. I originally thought that some god had completely taken over your body and soul."

Skye wasn't lying.

From the very beginning, she sensed that the source of Silent Hill was incomplete, so her intuition prevented her from rushing into Silent Hill.

Instead, they are waiting—waiting for the moment when Alessa is complete, and also waiting for that so-called god to appear.

Now look what's happened, this girl is actually quite pitiful.

If Skye were ruthless enough, with her, two Astartes, and a Raven Warrior recruit, she could completely destroy the entire Silent Hill.

Not anymore.

Terra's order and rules, coupled with her own moral bottom line, prevented her from destroying Alessa along with her.

Moreover, this has never been a multiple-choice question.

So Skye simply called for backup.

Just as Skye was about to call for support from Terra using Starlight, she saw her Observation Haki issue a warning and suddenly stared straight at Alessa.

"Hmm? Behave yourself."

Boom!

In an instant, a terrifying and overwhelming aura was released, her pupils were dyed red, and this boundless and powerful will washed over "Alessa" like a torrent.

But it precisely avoided harming anyone else.

Black and red arcs of electricity exploded from the ground around her feet, and the resulting gusts of wind nearly blew Clint and the others away.

"Don't even think about it."

"Alessa" gritted her teeth; she had broken down.

Why was He so agitated?

It is entirely because He has the ability to directly read a person's memories, to read the dark side of a person's heart, and then to distort and abstractly project the most feared aspect of that heart.

Those abstract demons were projected from the memories of Tony Stark and a few others.

Naturally, he knew Skye and her group's identities and how terrifying they were.

In Silent Hill, He is almost omnipotent, but only almost, not necessarily.

"Alessa" lacked the confidence to fight against warriors whose strength was beyond comprehension, so she had to rebel.

Even when Skye unleashed her Conqueror's Haki to attack Him, it had no effect.

Faced with life and death, He disregarded everything else.

The terrifying fog that had been covering Silent Hill immediately began to spread visibly, aiming to encompass all the humans outside of Silent Hill.

Chapter 344 Disaster Strikes (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Outside Silent Hill, the blockade camp on the shores of Lake Toluca was already packed with people.

Rodham was in charge of the special command center, where he had assembled federal field agents, state police task forces, emergency search and rescue teams, and environmental surveyors. In addition, a large number of media reporters flocked to the scene, and the entire lakeside camp was packed with people, totaling more than 30,000.

It was afternoon, which should have been a bright and sunny day, but the Silent Hill area was shrouded in a thick, deathly milky fog, completely isolating the town and creating a stark contrast with the bright lakeside outside.

More than 30,000 people stood silently watching, no one making a sound. All eyes, cameras, and monitoring equipment were locked on the fog-shrouded, deathly quiet town several kilometers away.

Rodham hung up the phone in his tent at the camp, his brow furrowed and his expression grim.

"Damn it, what special department? They haven't made a move yet. And with the search team we sent out earlier, they're probably in grave danger. What should we do now?"

Rodham cursed under his breath, his brow furrowed with an unyielding seriousness.

The continuous reports of people going missing and the unanalyzable environmental data made him increasingly uneasy. After all, this was the first time he had dealt with such a supernatural phenomenon, and he couldn't be sure what terrifying changes might happen in the next second.

Putting aside the possibility of being held accountable if he doesn't handle the situation well, he's now worried about his own life.

He raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, preparing to issue orders to strengthen perimeter security and suspend all further investigations.

However, what you wish for comes true.

hum!

An extremely piercing, hoarse air raid siren, carrying the rust of time, tore through the entire world without warning.

The sound didn't come from the outside world, but rather seeped out from the depths of the Silent Hill fog, penetrating the trees, crossing the lake, and crushing the lakeside campsite, so sharp it hurt the eardrums and caused the heart to stop.

The camp fell silent instantly.

The breaths of 30,000 people caught in their throats. All conversations, camera shutters, and the sounds of equipment running were cut off, and even the wind seemed to suddenly stop.

The next second, everyone witnessed a bizarre scene they would never forget.

The fog that was originally just a gray, dark, and desolate surface world began to churn, twist, and shrink wildly.

The white fog that had shrouded the town for years was like a thin, false skin, which was being forcibly torn and peeled off by some terrifying force.

The daylight above Silent Hill was instantly drained and swallowed up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bright daylight vanished completely, replaced by a dark and murky crimson sky. Layers upon layers of gray-black clouds swirled and gathered, pressing down extremely low, as if they were about to crash down on the earth at any moment.

Before everyone could recover from the strange change in the sky, the terrifying anomaly did not remain confined to the town of Silent Hill, but instantly spread and engulfed the entire lakeside blockade area.

The outdoor campsite, lakeside road, and forest clearing where the 30,000 people were located suddenly became distorted and collapsed.

The bright lakeside scenery, the lush woodland, and the clean asphalt road in front of me are like a false shell, torn apart, peeled off, and melted away by an invisible force.

The hardened road surface cracked with spiderweb-like fine lines, and the cement surface peeled off like rotting flesh. What was exposed underneath was no longer the soil and stone roadbed, but a densely entangled, rusted wire mesh and a blackened, deformed metal frame.

The sky above them was also completely shrouded in darkness, with dark gray clouds cascading down, transforming into a suffocating crimson canopy.

Dry, fine black ash fell like snowflakes, landing on everyone's shoulders, cameras, guns, and tent tops. A chilling wind swept across the area, and an eerie silence instantly enveloped the entire camp.

The temporary tents, monitoring towers, and temporary checkpoints in the camp were all distorted and twisted, the straight roads were strangely bent and misaligned, and the metal supports were frantically rusting, aging, tilting and collapsing.

Countless old, rusted pipes, broken iron railings, and broken, abandoned medical equipment proliferated wildly from the ground, walls, and gaps in the ground, entangling and covering the entire camp.

The once orderly and orderly Federal blockade camp was completely detached from reality in just a few seconds, assimilated into the unique, closed, decaying, and rusty infernal world of Silent Hill.

A faint, nauseating stench of rust mixed with the putrid smell of flesh and blood drifted on the lake breeze. Even across the blockade several kilometers away, the odor was still clearly audible, making one's chest feel heavy and one's scalp tingle.

Everyone in the camp froze in place.

The cameras and video recorders in the reporters' hands flashed wildly. No one dared to utter a sound. Everyone's pupils shrank, and their faces were filled with extreme horror and fear.

No one expected that the supernatural phenomena, which were originally thought to be occurring only in Silent Hill, would now spread directly to their area.

Federal agents, state troopers, and search and rescue team members were all on high alert, instinctively raising their hands to grip their weapons at their waists. Their hair stood on end, and their professional emergency response skills instantly put them into a state of maximum combat readiness, but the fear on their faces still lingered.

Rodm burst out of the tent, staring blankly at the completely lost underworld in the distance. His whole body was ice-cold, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

At that moment, he was finally absolutely certain.

The mysterious disappearance of the first six people, followed by the disappearance of two subsequent search teams after entering the area, is a disaster that is completely beyond human comprehension.

This small town called Silent Hill is not of this world.

It is a living gate to hell, leading to endless darkness and despair.

"Damn it, run!"

"Run! If we don't run, we're all going to die!"

"Damn it, the signal is fluctuating. Quick, let's drive away, don't take the helicopter."

"Help, help."