Secret Technique-Homu Vanishing Art! / The True Meaning of Cosplay

Kevin's heart tightened slightly as he looked at the Illusionary Screen and saw a fleet showing signs of splitting up, seemingly heading towards the moon.

At the same time, the man suddenly stood up, his right hand, with veins bulging, grabbed a white Imperial Guard and decisively advanced forward.

In an instant, hundreds of White Blood Cell Matrix satellites changed direction in the vast void, successively shooting out blazing white beams of light!

P. S.: I owe eight chapters. I'll try to make up for it starting tomorrow.

Chapter 923, Section 965: Secret Technique - The Disappearance of HOMU!

As hundreds of blazing white beams traversed the void, the Titan Fleet skillfully activated its protective shields to withstand the impact of the beam weapons.

As the two energies collided, ripples spread across the light barrier, allowing the fleet, tightly protected within, to advance steadily.

However, some cannon fodder warships, used to make up the numbers, were unable to dodge in time and were hit by the blazing white beam, exploding with a bang.

For example, dozens of light warships on Sakaar, which were comparable to refugee ships in size, extremely fast in speed, but lacking in defense, were lost.

At this moment, Ebony Maw, standing beside the throne on the bridge with his hands clasped over his abdomen, elegantly raised his five fingers, and the Illusionary Screen connecting the various fleets were pulled open one by one.

When the octopus noticed Thanos nodding, it immediately and obediently entered the command.

Immediately upon receiving the signal, the various fleets adjusted their cannons, and thousands of colorful beams of light streaked across the sky.

In an instant, hundreds of White Blood Cell Matrix satellites launched by the SCP Foundation exploded and disintegrated under the barrage of beams of light, like a meteor shower.

The nearby space station, also affected by the disaster, was shattered into pieces, with its various metal structures reduced to flying space debris.

Foolish Earthlings, your act of looking directly at Thanos is an ignorant offense!

So, pay the price for it.

Ebony Maw looked around with enjoyment at the bursts of fire, then pressed down with his right hand.

The small spaceships carrying the gladiators from Sakaar took the lead, like a scattered swarm of bees, expanding outwards in search of their prey.

Whenever a satellite is spotted floating in mid-air, the small spacecraft on Sakaar immediately locks onto the target and opens fire, directly destroying the "eyes" that humans have placed in space.

Meanwhile, that vengeful, gleeful grin, mixed with greetings from various interstellar races, echoed through the public channel.

Clearly, this group of vassal soldiers, who had just been "taken care of" by the White Blood Cell Matrix satellite, were thoroughly enjoying their current destruction and venting.

In contrast, the Star Whale Battle Group led by the Chitauri, a space pirate race, were much simpler and more brutal.

As hundreds of star whales swept past in a dark mass, whether it was military or civilian satellites floating in their path or large space stations blocking their way, they were all torn apart, bitten to pieces, and swallowed whole by the biological warships they piloted.

These spoils either became food for the star whales or were refined into precious metals and technologies to continue arming and strengthening the Chitauri.

Within half an hour, all kinds of satellites launched from Earth lost their signals, causing a brief disruption to global communications.

Fortunately, this expendable pawn finally attracted the attention of the Titan Fleet...

Above New York City, Kevin watched as the "Imperial Guard" was swallowed up on the chessboard, and the "Knight" continued to sneak in from the corner, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, the adversary wasn't stupid either. After the White Blood Cell satellite matrix was exposed, they also took the opportunity to wipe out all the other satellites and space stations outside Earth.

Tsk, a hundred years of hard work, all gone in one day back to square one.

Achoo! Kevin rubbed his slightly itchy nose and smiled mischievously.

Right now, NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration) and RKA (Roscosmos) must be cursing up a storm, right?

While the man briefly made a sarcastic remark about the current situation in his mind, he casually pressed the enter key.

Dukao, who lives deep in the mountains of Canghai City, smiled slightly upon receiving the news, unable to contain his excitement.

Inside the cave, a dense network of fiber optic cables connected to each other formed a multi-core information matrix, with supercomputers in standby mode.

As the officer waved his hand in signal, Lian Feng, who was at the workbench, immediately pushed the guillotine to the bottom.

A massive torrent of data, with its unique rhythm, spreads across the world, rebuilding damaged satellite networks.

"Dark Plane Communication Network Activated..."

"Data link restoration in progress..."

"Global information synchronization rate 20%...30%...50%...70%...100%!"

A clear, synthesized electronic voice rang out in each base, and the people who had been anxious and restless after being cut off from the internet breathed a sigh of relief.

The physical tools required for this Dark Plane Communication technology are "Made in China," with most of the preparatory work completed by the immigrants from the Deno Galaxy.

The more advanced theoretical and practical foundations were only perfected after Heavenly Base King Hexi arrived and personally shared his technology.

Both Heavenly Base King Hexi and the war maniac Dukao, two command talents with rich experience in space group operations, naturally understood the weaknesses of Earth's defense.

That is, the backwardness of information technology.

Once Titan Star arrives, anyone with even a basic understanding of tactics will definitely remove Earth's "eye" in outer space first.

At that time, due to the lack of communication, the people on Earth will fight their own battles. Thanos, who is locked onto the Infinity Stones, will only need to concentrate his forces to attack one point, and he can easily crush Thanos.

This represents a gap between civilizations, and if we want to prevent an effective counterattack, a second anti-infiltration communication network must be established.

Thus, the dark dimension information network, which originated with Denor and was taught by the angels, came into being.

Therefore, Kevin wasn't too bothered by sending out the White Blood Cell Matrix satellite and some gadgets from outer space to attract the Titan Fleet's attention.

Anyway, most of those satellites outside don't belong to his company.

Presumably, after this battle, China will at least be on par with the America in the field of science and technology.

Well, by the way, let's use what Anti-Entropy has to give Russia a hand.

A triangle is the most stable structural system.

The man smiled slyly, leaned back in his chair, and while waiting for the communication to be fully restored, he picked up a Feathered Dust, pursed his lips, and muttered something under his breath, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"This is Unit 0, flagship [Hyperion], main battlefield New York, no unusual activity yet..."

"Imaginary Number Navigation Continues; Spatial Positioning Begins at the Seven Singularities to Ensure Information Loop Construction..."

"Hey you, wake up if you're slacking off!"

No! I didn't!

Upon hearing the call in her mind, Theresa jolted awake and suddenly unleashed a terrifying tearing force with both hands.

Secret Technique - HOMU Vanishing Technique!

Instantly, the comic book in the white-haired girl's hands was reduced to flying scraps of paper.

"Ahem, position 1: St. Freya Academy, flagship [Helios], Berlin, things are alright here in Europe..."

As the headmaster, who had been called out, spoke first, the Command Center of the six warships equipped with the Dark Plane Communication Core Devices temporarily suspended their imaginary underwater operations and responded one by one.

"Position 2, SCP Foundation, flagship [Genesis], Central Asia and Africa are fine..."

"Position number 3, Deep Sea Academy, flagship [Nautilus], in the Arctic Circle. I don't need to worry about the Far East. The Titan Beast's vital signs are normal..."

"Position 4, Shinra and Amamiya City, flagship [Fraxinus], no anomalies in Tokyo and nearby island arc chains..."

"Position 5, a mixed force of Avengers and YoRHa Unit, flagship [Zero-class Aircraft Carrier], information dissemination completed in Australia and the Americas..."

"Position 6, Super God Academy, Flagship [Ju Xia Hao], Shenzhou is safe and sound, let us all strive together..."

"Position 7, Anti-Entropy, flagship [Moonlight Throne], the main body of the Titan Fleet has passed through lunar orbit, and the Chitauri Star Whale Battle Group and Sakaar are conducting an airborne operation!"

The atmosphere immediately became somewhat heavy as news of Raiden Mei's arrival spread.

Chapter 924, Section 966: The True Meaning of Cosplay

"Plunder at will for three days! Earth will be our new hunting ground!"

The Chitauri warship and the scattered soldiers of Sakaar exchanged exciting news, like hungry wolves swarming towards a flock of sheep, their mouths watering at the delicious cake that was about to be devoured.

However, as they entered the atmosphere, a silvery-gray light flickered and surged around them. As the ripples spread outwards, their teammates disappeared one after another.

Subsequent location data revealed that hundreds of thousands of pioneer soldiers were scattered across different regions in all directions.

Furthermore, these foreign enemies were ambushed one after another as they landed.

In an instant, beams of various colors filled the sky as Earth's forces, including missiles, defensive machine guns, Power Armor, fighter jets, and Floating Battleship, launched their attacks.

Clusters of orange flames exploded in the air, and the thick-skinned star whales were constantly having flesh and blood peeled off, letting out painful cries.

Numerous Chitauri raiders flew out from the hatches on the Star Whale's wings to eliminate enemy strongpoints at close range.

The small spaceships on Sakaar were even worse; due to their varying sizes and mixed designs, they were difficult to organize into large-scale operations.

Under the successive explosions, hundreds of spaceships that were unable to dodge were blown up in mid-air.

However, thanks to their incredible physical strength, half of the inhabitants of Sakaar, living in such an extreme environment, managed to survive the injuries caused by air friction and falling from great heights.

Once they entered the low-altitude zone or made contact with the ground, the Chitauri and Sakaar gladiators charged towards the firing positions in all directions.

In a deserted city somewhere in West Asia, the air was filled with a dim, yellowish hue, and shrapnel and energy beams flew everywhere.

Leading a Wolf Pack Squad 100 men in support, Barry charged into the city and roared at the Iraqi and Israeli soldiers responsible for coordinating the operation.

"Hurry! Hurry! Those bastards are coming! Power Armor units, hold them off! If you want to live, you absolutely cannot let them break formation!"

Nearly a hundred powered Power Armor, both new and old, marched heavily into the dust-filled crash site.

At the same time, the fighter jets above them and the tanks behind them advanced forward in coordination, with various weapons mounted on them opening fire one after another.

However, amidst the deafening explosions, hundreds of gladiators charged nimbly towards the enemy lines, even under a hail of bullets.

Damn it, what did they eat to grow up like that! A 20mm autocannon bullet would only cause minor bone fractures! Even a 125mm tank main gun couldn't kill these beasts!

The Earth soldiers, who were using cover to hold off the alien creatures, were dumbfounded and cursed under their breath.

The gladiator who was the first to charge into the Power Armor formation bulged his right arm muscles and threw a punch, the compressed air whistling sharply.

"Boom!"

Immediately, when the fist collided with the leg of a Power Armor, a roar comparable to the explosion of hundreds of pounds of high explosives resounded, and the damaged leg armor shattered and bent.

Fortunately, the driver decisively increased the electromagnetic field, neutralizing the upward vibration; otherwise, he, lying in the driver's cab, might have been literally shaken to death.

"Get out of here!"

A yellowish-green Power Armor saw a tan figure rushing out from the sandstorm, its close-range defensive machine guns on both shoulders unleashing a torrent of ammunition.

At the same time, the yellow-green Power Armor activated its serrated greatsword, the blade vibrating and spinning at high speed, slashing towards the monster amidst a sharp hissing sound in the air.

Amidst a teeth-grinding scraping sound, the stone giant, over three meters tall and with one arm severed, roared as it pounced on the Power Armor, pounding its fists into the cockpit.

Only when the hull deformed and the sound of bones cracking turned from clear to murky did the not-so-bright stone giant finally stop.

But before it could even raise its head, a flash of light pierced through the air, severing its hard head. The head rolled onto the sand, where the Power Armor that had been positioned to hold the line crushed it with a single stomp.

After the monster's life force disappeared, its body structure seemed unusually fragile. With a blast of air from the cannonball, the half of its body that was standing upright turned into dust and scattered.

As Barry watched his troops struggling in the fierce battle, while admiring the commander's foresight, his initial optimism gradually plummeted.

Indeed, there are 16 million troops worldwide, and if an emergency conscription were to occur, that number could increase several times over.

But even the strongest ant is still just an ant.

When facing these alien races with Aerospace-Class civilizations, conventional armies are quite powerless to retaliate.

If we had actually used sheer numbers to overwhelm them, the casualties would have been incalculable.

Therefore, Kevin actually deployed less than one-tenth of his regular troops on the ground.

Furthermore, these seemingly conventional troops are not only the elite of the elite, but most of their soldiers possess the potential to become extraordinary individuals.

Even though they are equipped with Power Armor, wear Tactical Exoskeleton, and have been injected with gene-enhancing agents such as T-Virus boosters, their current situation is still far from optimistic.

After all, according to the information available to Earth, Sakaar is known as the city of sin.

The alien races that manage to travel through the chaotic spatial domains to make a living here are mostly vicious criminals.

Their survivability and combat effectiveness are beyond doubt; once deployed to the battlefield, they become terrifying killing machines.

Hopefully, our brothers in other places are not in such a difficult situation as we are here.

Barry took out a photo of his daughter and wife from his pocket, kissed it lightly, and put it back into his underwear, silently praying.

Just then, two small Chitauri aircraft, passing over the alleyway, seemed to sense something and swooped down.