Corvus Glaive seemed to sense Thanos's silent fury as well.
He gradually retreated deeper into the darkness.
He had no desire to offend someone he could not afford to offend.
Meanwhile, in New York City,
it was not only the superheroes who were overwhelmed with work, but S.H.I.E.L.D. as well.
Aboard the helicarrier,
everyone spun like a top that never stopped.
Her sharp uniform outlined her graceful figure, and her exquisite face wore a solemn expression. This S.H.I.E.L.D.
agent, Maria Hill, was capable and free-spirited as she directed the operation.
Everything proceeded in perfect order.
Busy, yet orderly.
"Director Fury, one aircraft is preparing to take off illegally."
The muscular bald Black man fired a rocket launcher and shot down one of the planes, but the other still managed to take off.
This was Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
He seemed quite interested in that unfathomable "mysterious person."
However, in his plan, the appearance of these superheroes might prove somewhat useful.
At the same time, somewhere else, a "nuclear strike" plan had already been activated. They intended to sacrifice the safety of all New York residents to launch a devastating strike against the wormhole.
The crisis was escalating.
"Stark! This is bad."
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"Stark, can you hear me? A nuclear missile is headed for Manhattan to destroy the entire city. Your mission is to intercept it!"
Nick Fury's voice came through, urgent and anxious.
That... black wormhole hung above New York.
The entire city had become the Chitauri's main battlefield. War raged everywhere, and many people had died or been injured in this battle.
They had been displaced from their homes.
They kept praying for a miracle to descend once more.
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