Homelander watched this scene through the camera and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
He shook his head and said to Tony·Stark next to him:
"Do you understand, Tony?"
Tony·Stark was wearing a battle armor and looking at the data stream on the screen with a solemn expression.
"Gravity weapons... space folding technology... damn it, where are the technology trees of these aliens?" Tony gritted his teeth, "Our thermal weapons are like primitive man's slings in front of them."
"That's why space wars are always close combat."
Homelander pointed at the screen, "When technology develops to a certain extent, missiles are detected from the moment they are launched, and they have enough time to respond to such beyond-visual-range strikes, and the attack becomes meaningless."
"Therefore, what determines victory or defeat is returning to the most primitive method."
Homelander clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked.
"Then use your fists to twist off the opponent's head."
He turned around and looked at the group of heroic students behind him who were ready to go and had wild eyes.
"Children." Homelander raised a bloodthirsty smile. "Now it's your turn to play."
"Go tell those alien bastards."
"Earth... does not welcome illegal immigration!"
"Let's go!!"
"Fuck--!!!"
Manhattan Street.
The siren rang through the sky, but it could no longer cover up the roar of the explosion.
"Boom!!"
A Scythe Fighter flew past Fifth Avenue, and the energy bomb blew a Starbucks into ruins.
"Help!!"
The crowd ran away in panic.
At this moment, there was a familiar sound of breaking through the sky.
"Whoops--!"
A golden-red figure rushed out of the smoke, and the chest cluster cannon roared, accurately hitting the flank of a Scythe Fighter!
"Boom!"
The fighter plane lost control and crashed.
Tony·Stark is wearing the latest Mark 42 armor, suspended in mid-air, and the sound is spread throughout the neighborhood through the loudspeaker.
"Hey! Gray Goblins!"
"You don't have a visa! Get off my planet!"
"It's Iron Man!!"
The crowd hiding in the ruins burst into cheers.
At the same time, the battlefield on the ground.
Next to an overturned bus, several Dark Elves soldiers were raising their energy rifles, aiming at the civilians hiding behind the bus.
"Clang!"
A red, white and blue shield roared over and bounced around the necks of three Dark Elves, knocking them all down.
Captain America rushed out of the smoke, caught the rebounding shield, and kicked another Dark Elves over with a sliding shovel.
"Children! Keep up!" Steve shouted.
Behind him, a group of "superhero students" wearing various suits rushed out.
"That's...Captain America!"
"And... those are the hero students on TV?!"
Camera drones buzzed, transmitting it all in real time to the screens of viewers around the world.
On the other side, Crimson Lady Angela showed amazing destructive power.
Her whole body was bathed in flames, like a bolide rushing into Dark Elves's square array.
Ordinary bullets are ineffective against Dark Elves's armor, but high temperature is a universal law of physics.
"Burn!!"
Angela sprayed two fire dragons from his hands, instantly swallowing three Dark Elves. The aliens screamed under the high temperature and were burned to coke.
"Watch the left!"
Speedball Robbie·Baldwin circulated among his teammates, using the rapid propulsion device given to him by Tony·Stark to bounce around on the battlefield.
He used his ability to absorb kinetic energy to deliberately collide with the energy bombs fired at his teammates, and then released the impact energy to blast the enemy fighters.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Although the posture is not handsome enough, the effect is outstanding.
In contrast, although the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are also doing things, they seem to have no sense of existence in front of the camera.
People left messages online. "S.H.I.E.L.D.? When was that in the almanac? We want Homelander! We Jewel!"
"Disband S.H.I.E.L.D.! Give the taxes I paid to Vought!"
This kind of pressure from public opinion made the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents feel extremely aggrieved, and also made the Hydra agents feel extremely panicked.
They must fight hard.
In order not to lose his job, Hydra agent Rumlow is currently leading his commando team to maintain order on the streets more than ever.
"Boss, who are we working for?" his subordinates complained.
"Shut up!" Rumlow knocked over a villain who took advantage of the chaos to buy something for zero yuan with the butt of his gun, "For...S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
However, when the live broadcast screen cut to a hero in a red and black tights, the style of the scene suddenly changed.
"Hahahaha! This is the party I imagined!"
Wade Wilson, wielding the two samurai swords in his hands like a fruit ninja.
"I can't see! I can't see! Who sewed my mask shut? Oh, it was me!"
"Pfft!" An unlucky Dark Elves soldier was stabbed in the eye by the long knife he swung.
Wade bent down and picked up the alien energy rifle.
"How to use this thing? Is there an instruction manual? Do I need to scan the QR code to pay first?"
"Chirp--!"
He pulled the trigger randomly, and an energy bomb blew off one of his own legs.
"Oh! Farke! My leg! That's my third leg... oh no, it's the left leg! It's okay, it's okay!"
Wade jumped on one leg, picked up his broken leg, and waved it towards the camera.
"Oh! Mom! Look! I'm on TV! I'm sacrificing my life for the country! Even though I only donated 20%!"
The National Guard soldiers around were dumbfounded.
"Is this, is this also a superhero?"
"Probably?..."
Everything that happened before my eyes was both a melee and a show.
Vought's drone faithfully recorded every scene.
Audiences around the world were excited.
They looked at these "artists" who usually appeared on TV, and now they were fighting with real swords and blood to protect them.
"That's Angela! I voted for her!!"
"Quicksilver is so handsome! I want to marry him!"
"Although that red pervert is disgusting, he is really trying his best!"
Massive Popularity Points are flocking to Homelander who is firmly in the middle of the army.
Homelander looked at the skyrocketing numbers in the system, and the red light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Ding! Hero League Module takes effect! Get team income bonus!"
"Ding! Harvest team Popularity Points + 22100"
"Ding! Harvest team Popularity Points + 32155"
"Ding! Harvest team Popularity Points + 34122"
"..."
"Current earth area Popularity Points:12252100!"
"Ding! The popularity level of the earth's region has increased: hot!"
"Ding! Ability enhancement: Super Strength (7500 tons), Heat Vision (22000℃), Super Speed (Mach 300)..."
"Ding! Team Rally's abilities are improved! Effect: When there is a formal member of "The Seven" certified by the system within a range of 1500 meters nearby, for every additional member, the team leader's all attributes will increase by 60%! The maximum increase is 360%!"
"Look at me!!"
Pietro·Maximoff, now follow Jessica·Jones.
"Whoops--!"
He turned into a silver lightning and shuttled across the battlefield.
Dark Elves's soldier just raised his gun and found that the gun in his hand was missing.
The next second, their braids were tied together.
The next second, they were hit in the back of the head by their teammate's energy beam.
"Too slow! Too slow!"
Pietro stopped in a square, holding a bunch of alien firearms in his hands, and struck a cool pose for the camera.
"See?! Speed is everything!"
However, the next moment.
A Black Hole Grenade rolled to his feet.
Pietro's expression changed, and he was about to run, but found that the gravity of the surrounding space was distorted, and his legs were as heavy as lead!
"Oops..."
At the moment when he was about to be swallowed by the black hole.
"Stop, Kuaiman!"
A huge V-shaped Vibranium Shield stood in front of him.
Jessica·Jones fell from the sky and inserted the shield into the ground, trying desperately to block the suction of the micro black hole.
But it obviously doesn't have much effect.
"Ahhhhhh--!!!"
Jessica let out a painful roar.
A dark red energy wave erupted from her body, and the miniature black hole turned into black ashes the moment it came into contact with the red light.
"Don't act cool on the battlefield! You idiot!" Jessica roared.
"Thank you... Thank you, eldest sister!" Pietro was in shock.
At this time, Ark is far outside the atmosphere.
Malekith turned his head sharply, staring in the direction of New York, with a cruel smile on his face.
"Found it."
Homelander looked at the scene where Jessica broke out on the screen, and then looked at the Dark Elves fleet that suddenly turned in the sky and rushed towards New York.
He smiled.
He stretched out his hand to straighten his collar and cloak, and slowly walked to the edge of the balcony.
The breeze ruffled his blond hair.
"Finally... it's my turn."
"Ashley! Give me BGM during the live broadcast."
"Which one?"
"Of course...<Theme From Superman>."
Boom--!!!
Homelander, attack.