The sudden explosion had clearly disrupted the original plans.
The deaths of so many civilians, including the king of an african country, already made this an enormously serious incident.
The superheroes and Reincarnators waiting to attend the signing ceremony all rushed into the injured crowd to assist with the rescue.
Looking at the devastated blast site, the wounded still lying on the ground and wailing, and the corpses and fragments strewn through pools of blood—
Every superhero felt a crushing sense of oppression.
With so many superheroes present, such a tragedy had still occurred. It was a blatant slap in the face and a provocation.
"That filthy little cockroach! He has to pay for this!"
Tony stared at the little girl lying lifeless on the ground before him, her face blackened by smoke, his eyes filled with fury.
"Doesn't this also prove that superheroes aren't actually omnipotent? They can't even save the people right in front of them."
A slightly irritating, flippant voice came from nearby.
Turning around, they saw a strange man with huge gold earrings and an afro.
With both hands tucked into his pockets, he looked especially jarring amid the scene before them.
Though his words were hurtful, with the facts laid out right before them, both Iron Man and Captain America remained silent.
He was telling the truth! A truth written in the deaths of so many innocent souls!
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Bu Jingyun, the Uncrying God of Death from the Heavenly Gathering. The Heavenly Gathering is also a superhero organization, and we came here to sign as well. Unlike you, we have believed from the very beginning that extraordinary power must be restrained. Those flying robots of yours have severely disrupted world peace."
The afro-haired punk calling himself the Uncrying God