Brother, you really are here!

Having located the enemy, the Avengers perked up, ready to grab their equipment and then deliver a brutal blow to Loki.

This time, Loki better not use his avatar; even if he surrenders, he should still be given a good beating first.

Dr. Banner pointed to the screen and reminded everyone, "Dr. Erik seems ready; he's about to begin!"

The Avengers turned around and saw Dr. Erik press a button on the screen. A blue energy shield enveloped the Space Stone, causing it to spin rapidly in the center.

All the power in the entire Stark Tower was concentrated on the top floor, affecting nearby buildings and causing all communication power to be cut off.

Then a blue beam shot straight into the sky, opening a portal at a height of 1,500 meters.

Nick Fury stared in horror at the opening of the Space Stone, the blue beam of light, and the magical portal on the screen; the familiar scene made his jaw ache slightly.

He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Damn it! Contact Triskelion immediately and send all our personnel to Stark Tower!"

Without further hesitation, and without even bothering to return to their rooms to retrieve their equipment, the Avengers immediately got up and rushed to the aircraft carrier's tarmac at top speed.

They swarmed into the fully equipped Quinjet, urging the pilots to take off immediately and rush to New York.

Just as the plane was slowly turning around, Iron Man, whose gold-red color had turned black, soared into the sky.

After Stark reached an altitude of 300 meters, he could already see the blue beam of light in downtown New York City. Anxious, he brought his hands and feet together and accelerated with all his might, flying towards his building with a white sonic boom.

Iron Man's incredible speed left a wild jet trail in the sky.

Shazo shook his head after seeing this. "This guy's going to get beaten up."

Then he smiled and said to Skye, "Ready?"

Skye took a few deep breaths before nodding and saying, "I'm ready."

Shazo then looked at Norman Osborn: "Norman, you're not young anymore, don't you have a son to fight for you?"

Norman Osborn grinned. "Mr. Shazo, my Harry is too young to understand your greatness; he'd only cause trouble."

"I'll guide him to work for you after he graduates high school."

Shazo then remembered that Harry Osborn and Peter Parker were classmates, but they weren't in high school yet.

So he chuckled self-deprecatingly and agreed to Norman's request, "Okay."

Norman Osborn was overjoyed. Shazo had told him that the Osborn family's hereditary disease was treatable, but he was too old to endure the pain of the treatment.

So Norman's illness is incurable, but it can be alleviated. He will definitely live for another 20 years, and even 30 years is not out of the question.

Norman felt a surge of energy at the thought that he could live to see his grandchildren, and even his great-grandchildren.

He's not old at all! He still has 30 years to live. He's full of energy!

Besides, his son Harry can be completely cured, and his grandson will be completely unaffected—how Luck he is!

Abomination waiting for a long time without Shazo Zuo asking him anything, he impatiently asked, "Boss, aren't you going to ask me if I'm ready?"

Shazo laughed, "Abomination, I don't need to ask to know, you're always ready."

A smile spread across his Abomination face, and he laughed with satisfaction.

At that moment, Doctor Octopus from the western suburbs of New York called to report that the power system was ready, the batteries were fully charged and checked, and the drone was ready to take off.

Then he asked, "Boss, I've finished all my work here, and I'm pretty good at fighting. Can you take me with you to the battlefield?"

"That's impossible!" Shazo refused without hesitation. "Otto, can your fighting strength compare to any one of the four of us?"

Doctor Octopus said resentfully, "But I'm at least stronger than the police and soldiers; even a Tank is no match for me."

Shazo said, "But you can't withstand a single Tank shell, and your wisdom is of such great value, how could I possibly use ' Himawari ' to fight Nezumi?"

"That's it. Keep a close eye on the charging system and make sure the drone doesn't malfunction."

Doctor Octopus sighed deeply, "Yes! I guarantee there won't be any problems with the power system."

Shazo ended the call and said, "Alright, let's go over there and see what the first wave of alien invaders of the new century looks like."

He stretched out his hand and pushed forward, opening a black circular portal, then stepped through it first.

Skye stepped into the portal without hesitation.

Abomination scratched his head and exclaimed, "No wonder he's the boss."

Then he excitedly patted his chest and skipped into the portal.

Norman Osborn was a capitalist, not a scientist.

Upon seeing the portal, he showed no interest in studying it. Instead, he excitedly made the sign of the cross and murmured devoutly, "Lord, thank you for sending an angel to my presence and guiding me closer to your kingdom."

"I will follow Archangel Shazo until I enter your kingdom."

His eyes were incredibly resolute, like those of a crusader knight from hundreds of years ago, as he stepped into the black portal.

In Norman's mind, he had only taken one step forward, but the scene before him had changed dramatically, from the empty Shazo Legion Headquarters to the towering skyscrapers of Manhattan.

Among the many Skyscraper, the most eye-catching is naturally the flamboyant Stark Tower.

But what's more noticeable now is the beam of light on Stark Tower, and the indistinct Spatial Rift at the end of that beam.

Norman tapped his helmet, zooming in on the image and seeing the densely packed army behind the Spatial Rift, as well as even larger interstellar warships.

He couldn't help but gasp. "So many enemies, such a huge warship!"

The Abomination laughed loudly, "Now we can have a proper battle!"

Skye gripped Shazo's hand tightly, receiving Shazo reassuring reply, "Don't worry, our world is different; advanced technology doesn't equate to superior combat strength."

Shazo pointed to the Chitauri on the other side of the Spatial Rift and said, "At least this bunch of wandering trash can't be considered a difficult enemy to deal with."

Skye, Norman, Abomination all exclaimed in unison, "Chitauri?"

As they were talking, the vanguard of the Chitauri entered.

The Chitauri, half-human, half-machine soldiers, disregarded the difference in pressure between the vacuum of Universe and Earth's atmosphere. They leaped and bounded through Spatial Rift in their individual flying vehicles, scattering like locusts and indiscriminately slaughtering Earth's creatures.

Just then, Iron Man flew over Shazo and the others, heading towards the Spatial Rift, his body exploding with countless Kakkō as he launched a counterattack against the Chitauri.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tiny missile, no bigger than a thumb, unleashed astonishing power upon hitting the enemy, instantly covering a space of dozens of meters and annihilating the Chitauri cannon fodder soldiers who had not yet dispersed.

With just one attack, Stark cleared a large area of airspace.

The laughter of the onlookers had barely begun, and before they could even utter a sound, the Chitauri cannon fodder once again filled the Liao Kong, as if the previous losses had never happened.

Everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

Shazo chuckled coldly, "If Superhero isn't strong enough, they shouldn't charge in alone."

Norman asked, "Mr. Shazo, shall we wait a little longer?"

Shazo gave a soft "Mmm": "Wait for the bees to come."

So the four of them stood quietly on the rooftop, watching Iron Man flaunt his firepower, watching him gradually become powerless to resist the enemy, and watching him be chased like a dog by the Chitauri.

Stark never imagined war would be like this. After a mere dozen seconds of fighting, his suit was completely out of ammunition, leaving him to flee in terror as the enemy chased him.

It can only be said that he has only fought terrorists or small groups of extremist forces in the past, and has never experienced a real battlefield.

What is real war?

Stark has now reached a completely new understanding: firepower! Firepower! And damn firepower!

Iron Man weakened, and the Spatial Rift gradually stabilized into Spatial Passage, allowing the Chitauri soldiers to pour out even faster and more continuously.

Without interference, the Chitauri dispersed in groups of three to five, using individual flying vehicles, and entered the streets and alleys of downtown New York City.

The massive Chitauri invasion was nothing more than cannon fodder, lacking any organization or tactics. Their sole objective was slaughter and destruction, their greatest role being to create panic and chaos, and then demonstrate the enemy's presence through their own deaths.

So these cannon fodder soldiers don't have much combat power, but they can grin and fire their weapons, killing the panicked civilians running around in front of them.

Fortunately, once the Spatial Passage stabilized, its size was not large, severely limiting the speed of the Chitauri Army's invasion; otherwise, New York might have been destroyed in Setsuna.

Even with restrictions, tens of thousands of Chitauri entered Earth within minutes, filling a large part of the sky and covering an even wider area of land.

Thick smoke billowed from the streets and buildings of New York, spreading rapidly.

Stark only had his Repulsor left, firing every two seconds. He was being chased around frantically, and could only watch helplessly as the destruction and fire on the ground rapidly increased.

Seeing people suffer and being unable to save them was unbearable for Iron Man, who had a compassionate heart.

Just when he was at his wit's end, Quinjet packed with Avengers finally arrived, providing Stark with machine guns and missiles.

The arrogant Stark was secretly delighted, but refused to say anything nice, "You've finally arrived! If you'd been any slower, I would have wiped out the entire enemy force!"

Stark deftly turned to avoid the enemy's energy beam, and as he flipped over, he used his Repulsor to precisely destroy a spacecraft.

He said smugly, "See? It's that simple. Can you do it?"

Under Stark's expectant gaze, the Quinjet piloted by Hawkeye and Natasha charged headlong into the fierce aerial battleground.

Then, under the Chitauri's relentless and desperate resistance, they quickly began their escape, with smoke billowing everywhere.

Stark was stunned at first, then enraged, and then, due to his distraction, he was hit by enemy Laser and nearly shot down.

He finally lost his temper and yelled, "Are you guys here to be funny?"

"Even four pigs couldn't perform worse than you!"

"With your level of technology, you're definitely going to crash—huh?"

According to Stark, the Quinjet was hit by a barrage of Laser projectiles, lost control, and crashed directly into a building.

A bewildered Stark was utterly speechless. The man tried to explain, "You guys crashed into them yourselves, I didn't say that, it has nothing to do with me."

A disheveled Captain America, Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Dr. Banner escaped from the burning plane, dealt with a few incompetent soldiers, and then gathered on the street.

Stark saw this and followed suit, landing as well.

The only outside helper among the Avengers, Thor from Asgard, was also taken to New York by his hammer. He found his way here by following his brother's scent, driven by his obsession with him.

With this, the First Avengers were assembled.

Then they all went their separate ways.

Thor found them by following Loki's scent. He had no intention of fighting the Chitauri, because he knew that fighting these soldiers would Hakuda and would have no impact on the outcome of the war.

Instead, Thor was more attracted to the scent of his brother Loki, so he grabbed the Thor, took flight, and headed straight for Stark Tower.

Thor's intuition told him that Loki was there!

After Thor left, the remaining Avengers were all Science Side forces, and the war completely entered the realm of science fiction.

In science fiction warfare, firepower and scale are king.

The Avengers Squad, armed with bows, shields, and Pistol, was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating a few ripples before quickly returning to calm.

Faced with the Chitauri flying around, their best skill, melee combat, had no chance to be used; they couldn't even get a touch on them.

Among the Earth's Avengers, only Iron Man Stark is capable of fighting on the battlefield, which makes him a prime target for the Chitauri.

The Mark 7 had thick armor and a wide variety of weapons, but ultimately it couldn't withstand a barrage of attacks from hundreds or thousands of enemies.

Stark had long since run out of weapons and was unable to attack freely. He could only stealthily fly between buildings, relying on his agility and mobility to Sneak Attack sneak attacks, making the fight extremely frustrating.

So he decided to go home, change his armor, and replenish his firepower.

Dr. Banner couldn't help at all. After observing the surroundings, he determined that Stark Tower was the key, so he suggested that they go and solve the problem of the source of the beam of light.

He successfully convinced everyone, and the Avengers immediately began to move.

Meanwhile, Loki, the prince of Asgard and the god of cunning and intrigue who instigated the war, stood proudly atop Stark Tower, smugly enjoying the spectacle of the battle.

Before long, he will be crowned king on this land beneath his feet, and stand as an equal to his father Odin.

"I am the king! The king of Midgard! No one can stop me!"

Bang!

"Little brother, you really were here!"

Loki's face instantly darkened.