As a bustling metropolis, New York City and its surrounding areas are never short of people.
A little over a minute ago, a directing student,
I rented a set of professional photography equipment and am currently shooting my graduation project.
Then, Deva Path began carrying rice.
He instinctively turned the camera around and recorded everything.
At that moment, he was so shocked that he dropped the camera to the ground.
The student quickly picked up the camera, and then he carried it on his shoulder.
They struggled to climb onto the 'wall' made of building debris.
The camera focused on that figure standing high in the sky, arms outstretched, radiating a dazzling white light.
It brought pain to the world and devastated the people of New York City!
Silently.
Wu Chen, playing the Deva Path Pain, landed in the center of this utterly destroyed land.
His gaze swept across the barren, empty land.
Looking at the ruins that had been swept across the edge of New York Bay in the distance,
I also saw some citizens who had survived by sheer luck, looking at this side in shock and disbelief.
In everyone's eyes, this moment was the will of Deva Path—
They are no different from gods!!
At the edge of the city wall, Nick Fury slowly rose to his feet, supporting himself on his back.
He was very lucky; he only suffered minor scrapes on his scalp and bled a little.
Apart from that, his limbs were intact, only his body was a little dirty.
Coming to his senses and looking around, Nick Fury couldn't help but utter a sentence.
"OMG... Fuck!"
He took a few deep breaths, suppressing all his emotions.
He raised his slightly trembling hand and pressed the headset still hanging on his ear.
Nick Fury asked in a trembling voice:
"All agents, please respond!!"
"All agents... please reply upon receipt..."
Again and again, Nick Fury shouted,
But there was no response from the headset.
Aside from the current director and agents located in New Mexico, S.H.I.E.L.D..
Total annihilation...
Perhaps because they were in the same direction, Nick Fury was not far away.
Wu Chen, the Shadow Clone, slowly stood up.
As an ordinary Shadow Clone, under such an impact,
Wu Chen, the Shadow Clone, should have disappeared.
However, to prevent the Shadow Clones from disappearing and giving away the secret...
Wu Chen specially exchanged some items,
This ensures that the Shadow Clone Wu Chen can act just like the real Wu Chen.
However, those items have a time limit.
The deadline is fast approaching...
But it doesn't matter, as long as Wu Chen's original body is restored.
Let the Shadow Clone play the role of the Deva Path, and there will be no problem.
After all, Role-Playing Systems can perfectly solve this problem.
At this moment, Wu Chen, the Shadow Clone, also had few injuries.
Thanks to the protection of the Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, he only suffered minor superficial injuries.
Next to Wu Chen, the Shadow Clone, Tobirama Senju's injuries were much more severe.
After all, he was directly below the 50x Super Shinra Tensei.
It wouldn't be wrong to say that 'Tobirama Senju was the victim of this technique.'
Therefore, Wu Chen was not surprised that his injuries were so serious.
He stood up and helped Tobirama Senju.
Shadow Clone Wu Chen looked around at everything, gritting his teeth.
"They... they actually dared to do this!!"
Nick Fury, who was standing there in a daze, turned around and looked over when he heard Wu Chen's voice.
That look in his eyes was as if he had seen a savior...
"Wu Chen!"
With a look of grief and indignation, Nick Fury ran over.
With a glimmer of hope, he asked:
"Could you invite the First Hokage of Konoha to come here?"
"I remember you saying that the First Hokage was the strongest God of Shinobi!"
"If he were willing to make a move, he could definitely kill Six Paths of Pain!"
"We must kill him! We absolutely must!!"
Nick Fury's eyes were blazing.
The composure that once characterized him—calm, collected, and never revealing any emotion—
It has long since disappeared.
However, Wu Chen could understand his feelings very well.
Because...
Nick Fury grabbed Wu Chen by the collar and roared.
"Eight million five hundred and one thousand people!!"
"More than eight million people died because he wanted to make the United States feel pain!!"
"He must be killed! He must die!!"