Watching the Show

St. John the Pyro watched helplessly as his brothers, along with their vehicle, were compressed into a huge, flat "carpet" of metal and flesh. His stomach churned, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body trembled like a leaf!

This method... this brutality... is even more terrifying than that crazy woman Nova! Only that madwoman would do something like this!

"Lead the way." Chen Tian's calm voice pierced through the ears.

"Yes! Yes! Boss! Bring it right away! I promise I'll bring it!" Pyro snapped back to reality, his face contorted into the most obsequious smile he'd ever worn, bowing and scraping like a lapdog.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"Uh... Boss..." he said cautiously, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "That... Nova's 'nest'... is... a bit far from here..."

He glanced furtively at the desolate desert and the distant horizon. "No... no transportation..." In this godforsaken place, how long would it take to walk?

He was afraid that before he even got there, he'd be turned into a mural by this guy just because he was "useless"!

Chen Tian frowned slightly, seemingly finding the situation a bit troublesome.

The next second, he extended his index finger again, as if it held the power of life and death.

The crimson sphere of 'He' reappeared at his fingertips.

The Pyro suffered cardiac arrest! It's over! Are they going to silence him?!

Chen Tian gently pinched the scarlet ball that made the Pyro tremble like a leaf, using his thumb and forefinger as if he were picking up an ordinary glass bead.

Then, rub two fingers together slightly with force --

"Pop!"

With a soft pop, the small ball exploded, but there was no earth-shattering blast.

A crimson aura, like liquid flame, suddenly spread out!

It instantly coiled around everyone present like a living thing— Chen Tian, Deadpool, Logan, the petrified Human Torch, and the terrified Pyro.

Each person's body was covered with a thin, flowing scarlet light film, emitting a faint yet scorching aura.

"Wow! Crimson heatwave effects!" Deadpool looked down at the red glow flowing around him, about to say something more...

Chen Tian turned his gaze to the Pyro: "Direction."

(Eye contact? How can you tell eye contact while wearing an eye mask? -- A rant from the author, leaving readers speechless~~~~)

Almost reflexively, Pyro's arm shot up as if pulled by an invisible thread, pointing towards a direction deep in the desert. "That... over there!"

Chen Tian glanced in the direction he was pointing and flicked his index finger upwards slightly.

"Whoosh--!!!"

Everyone, including Chen Tian himself, was as if struck by an invisible super cannonball, instantly transforming into several scarlet streaks of light that tore through the air at a terrifying speed far exceeding the speed of sound, hurtling toward the direction of the Pyro's finger!

"Aaaaaaahh..."

The piercing screams were instantly drowned out by the violent sonic boom and shockwave!

St. John the Pyro: His face was being pulled back and deformed so badly that his eyeballs looked like they were about to be blown out by the wind!

His face was covered in a mixture of snot, tears, saliva, and sand; his hair stood on end; and his mouth, like a tattered sack filled by a raging storm, emitted incoherent whimpers.

He felt like he was about to be torn to pieces!

Deadpool: The mask was instantly blown so that it clung tightly to his face, outlining the grotesque and distorted features below, making his entire head look like a deflated red balloon.

"My face! Ahhh! Daddy, slow down! I'm going to be disfigured!"

His screams were drawn out as he trembled violently in the gale, his body shaking like a tattered rag.

Wolverine Logan: He growled and instinctively tried to extend his claws to grab something, but all he could find was the raging air around him!

His thick, stiff hair stood on end like steel needles, the flesh on his face rippled and undulated from the wind pressure, and his eyes, fierce yet tinged with astonishment, desperately resisted the terrifying wind pressure that threatened to blow his head off.

He held his breath, letting out a suppressed roar.

Johnny the Human Torch: This flying hero, who should be playing with fire, now has his handsome face contorted, his weathered beard blown to one side, and his nostrils flared like jet nozzles!

He tried in vain to use his fire power to stabilize himself, but the crimson power that enveloped him carried an absolute crushing will, completely silencing his proud ability. He could only roll and struggle in the gale like an ordinary person, losing all face.

Only the crimson aura surrounding Chen Tian remained unusually stable and calm, Kakuzu twitching.

He looked down at the desolate desert and the buried remains of the world rushing past below, his gaze indifferent, as if he were on an ordinary air commuter with a group of passengers.

The sounds of Deadpool being torn apart by the wind, Logan's suppressed roar, Pyro's collapsing sobs, and Human Torch. The violent whooshing sounds echoed through the desolate the Void.

Deadpool's screams drifted intermittently on the wind. "Chen--Tian--Dad--! Speeding--! Traffic--Control--Aaaaaah--!"

Logan finally snapped, and through the raging wind, he forced out a roar, "Shut--up, you little brat!"

The crimson streaks of light, like several falling blood-red meteors, ripped through the sky and approached Nova's lair at high speed in an extremely domineering and unreasonable manner.

Crimson streaks of light tore through the desert sky!

"Hiss--Boom!!!"

A piercing sonic boom erupted from the screeching brakes! The crimson aura surrounding everyone abruptly halted in mid-air!

That terrifying inertia doesn't care who you are!

"Ugh--Pfft!!!"

"Cough cough... Ugh--!!"

Deadpool, Human Torch, and Pyro immediately bent over and sprayed rainbows in mid-air!

The stomach acid and the fear from before came out together.

Logan groaned, his face turning ashen, his stomach churning, but he managed to suppress it with his wolfish instincts, though his face was as pale as a cabbage leaf.

"Fuck... this madman..." he gritted his teeth, cursing inwardly.

Chen Tian remained unfazed, the crimson aura emanating from him steady, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.

There, a gigantic "hill" stood tall—it was Ant-Man's gigantic corpse!

The uniformed corpse lay face down on the ground, its hands clasped together in front of it, like a giant city gate.

Behind the door, Ant-Man Helmet gleamed eerily in the sunlight.

"That," Chen Tian raised his chin, his tone flat, "Is it Nova's lair?"

St. John the Pyro had just recovered from a violent vomiting fit when he heard the question. Startled, he quickly raised his pale face and squinted to examine the enormous Ant-Man Helmet closely.

"Yes... yes, yes, yes! Boss! That's it! Absolutely! Nova is usually in that head!" He nodded vigorously, afraid of being a second too slow.

Chen Tian nodded. "Very good."

He looked at the Pyro, a hint of "gentle" approval even appearing on his face. "Thank you for leading the way."

Upon hearing this, Pyro was almost moved to tears! The overwhelming joy of surviving a catastrophe surged into his heart!

He quickly forced out the most obsequious smile he'd ever worn, bowed deeply, and said, "Boss, you're too kind! It's my honor to show you the way..."

The last "luck" was still lingering in his throat.

Chen Tian casually flicked his fingers, which were holding a scarlet aura, towards the Pyro.

Bang!

The crimson aura surrounding the Pyro instantly transformed into a humanoid cannonball!

"Aaaaaaah------!!!!"

The Pyro's scream was ripped apart by the violent wind pressure before it even began! The speed was more than ten times faster than when it flew over!

To everyone else, all they saw was a crimson meteor, trailing a desperate whimper, hurtling towards the eye area of the giant Ant-Man Helmet!

Splat!!!

A thick, muffled, teeth-grinding bang.

It's like a ripe tomato being slammed against a metal wall at high speed.

On the cold, weathered gray eye mask of the giant Ant-Man Helmet, a huge, bright, viscous "flower of flesh and blood" suddenly bloomed!

Red, white, yellow... all sorts of colors were mixed together, covering the area of the goggles that was as big as a house, and there were even a few long, slowly flowing "blood tears" along the edges.

The once vibrant and alive St. John Pyro is now reduced to an abstract, steaming "art graffiti" on his helmet.

Deadpool had just wiped the filth from his mouth when he witnessed the whole thing.

"Wow..." He stared at the enormous "can of ketchup," blinked his Byakugan on his mask, and exclaimed in genuine amazement, "Chen Tian, your way of saying 'thank you' is... fucking hardcore! Don't do that next time, I'm afraid my little heart can't take it!" He exaggeratedly clutched his chest.

Logan's eye twitched violently as he looked at the mess plastered on the huge helmet, letting out a low, suppressed growl as his steel claws rubbed nervously between his fingers.

Human Torch Johnny's face was ashen, and his stomach began to churn again. He looked at the enormous Ant-Man corpse, then at the fresh "masterpiece" on his helmet, and then at the calm-faced Chen Tian...

"Why did I have to show off in front of these people?!" Johnny screamed inwardly.

Chen Tian seemed to have simply brushed off a bit of dust.

He withdrew his gaze, enveloped in a crimson aura, and slowly descended towards the Ant-Man's nest, which was covered in "fresh paint."

"We're leaving, the gifts have been delivered." A calm voice announced that the final destination had been reached.

Deadpool immediately followed, beaming, "Hey Daddy! Wait for me! I want a front-row VIP spectator seat!"

Logan took a deep breath of the scorching, dusty air, suppressing the churning stomach acid and the chill in his heart, and silently followed at the back. The goal was right in front of him, and no matter what he had to face, he had to go.

Ant-Man's enormous corpse stood silently, the "new decorations" on his helmet reflecting a glaring, nauseating sheen in the sunlight.

Inside Ant-Man Helmet.

Cassandra Nova was swirling her wine glass, admiring the desolate, post-apocalyptic landscape outside the window. Suddenly—

Splat!!!

The entire enormous "porthole" was instantly and completely covered by a thick, scarlet, steaming paste! The view transformed from a desolate Gobi desert into an abstract, bloody graffiti!

Nova froze abruptly, the glass stopping at his lips.

A clear look of surprise flashed across her eyes.

A few seconds later, her gaze fell on the fragments of St. John Pyro's uniform that were faintly discernible in the mushy residue pasted onto the goggles.

"Snap!"

The Crystal goblet shattered instantly between her slender, pale fingers, the crimson wine mixed with shards splashing onto the cold floor.

Nova's delicate, fair face, which resembled that of a young girl, was now so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

A chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold wave, instantly filled the entire control room. Those who knew her well knew—she was angry.

"Woo--woo--woo--!"

The piercing alarm instantly shattered the silence inside Ant-Man's corpse!

Beneath Ant-Man's massive head, in the open space enclosed by his two enormous, clasped hands, countless figures rapidly converged like a disturbed anthill!

"Boom!" The Juggernaut leaped down from the armrest with an overwhelming force, each step shaking the ground! A deep, beast-like roar came from beneath his helmet.

"Whoosh!" A red phantom, reeking of sulfur, appeared out of nowhere. The Azazel hovered in mid-air, his scarlet tail thrashing irritably, hot breath escaping from between his sharp teeth. "Which blind fool is courting death?" he hissed.

"Clang!" A sharp metallic scraping sound rang out as the Deathstrike appeared at the forefront. Her footsteps were silent, her eyes as cold as Blade, and the Adamantium claws that shot out from her hands gleamed with a chilling light in the dim yellow light, defiantly pointing towards a certain direction in the sky.

Then, more twisted figures poured out from the various entrances to Ant-Man's body: Arc Light of light that could manipulate electricity, Mimic Bird that could release sound waves, and skin as hard as granite...

A powerful Legion of Mutants captured from other timelines, exuding the brutal aura unique to the post-apocalyptic wasteland, stands ready for battle!

Click... click... click...

The massive eye mask on Ant-Man Helmet slowly opened upwards, like the opening of a Hell Gate.

A sharply tailored khaki trench coat accentuated her pale, almost translucent skin.

Cassandra Nova — Professor X's powerful and insane twin sister—slowly stepped out.

Her young and pretty face was expressionless, her smooth head reflecting a faint light in the sunlight, but her eyes were like needles hardened with ice, piercing the four people suspended in mid-air.

Her gaze swept over Deadpool, Wolverine, and Human Torch in the air.

Finally, her gaze settled firmly on the white-haired young man who was leading the group.

A dangerous yet restrained crimson aura swirled around him, his expression eerily calm, as if what had just been delivered was not a "gift of flesh and blood," but rather a greeting package.

Nova looked down at Chen Tian high in the air, a cold and arrogant smile spreading across her delicate, girlish face:

"Your 'gift'...I received it." Her voice wasn't loud, but it pierced the wind clearly, carrying a chilling edge. "Now, tell me, who are you?"

Chen Tian hovered in mid-air, looking down at her indifferently, as if she were an unimportant decoration.

(Author's comment: This guy always wears an eye patch, so why is he scanning the room with such a detached look?)

Nova waited a moment, and seeing no reaction from the other party, the cold smile on her lips deepened, turning into utter contempt and impatience. "Not going to talk?" She scoffed, "Fine, anyway... I can't remember the name of a corpse."

Before she finished speaking, her slender hand suddenly opened towards Chen Tian in mid-air! Her five fingers instantly clenched inward!

Buzz--!

An invisible yet terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, its target Chen Tian!

This force was exceptionally violent, enough to tear apart and crush the steel behemoth in an instant, and rip out its flesh and blood!

However...

The crimson aura surrounding Chen Tian only fluctuated slightly, like a ripple on a lake caused by a gentle breeze, before returning to calm.

The hem of his Kakuzu didn't even budge from where he hovered. The terrifying Strangle force, powerful enough to crush everything, felt like a gentle breeze brushing against a rock when it touched him.

Nova's contemptuous smile froze, and a look of disbelief and astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Then she laughed again, this time with a hint of amusement and cruelty. "Heh... no wonder you dared to come and provoke us, so you do have some... strength?"

Chen Tian still did not respond to her.

His gaze didn't even linger on Nova; instead, it swept past her and quickly swept over the group of murderous Mutants outlaws behind her, each with a different appearance— Red Devil, Deathstrike, Arc Light, Mimic Bird... each with a ferocious face, exuding a chaotic and violent aura.

(Here we go again, where did this gaze come from?)

Then, Chen Tian finally spoke, his voice calm and even, addressing the three people beside him:

"That group down there," he gestured with his chin toward the open space, "Is yours."

"Huh?? Me?!" Johnny the Human Torch was the first to explode, his handsome face instantly turning pale. "What a joke! Those guys... I can't even beat one of them! Not to mention that crazy woman..." He pointed at Nova in horror.

Deadpool rubbed his hands excitedly. "Wow! The leader has assigned a mission! Takeaway or sashimi? Mission accomplished! But... Boss, that bald female boss..." He also pointed at Nova, his Byakugan blinking at Chen Tian through his mask.

Logan let out a low growl, his steel claws flashed with a clang, and his eyes locked onto the Deathstrike below with a fierce look, his fighting spirit boiling, completely ignoring Nova's presence.

Regardless of whether the Deathstrike or not, as long as she is Deathstrike, he wants to tear her to pieces.

Chen Tian finally turned his gaze back to Nova, his tone calm:

"She can't interfere with you."

The next moment, Chen Tian raised his right hand and casually snapped his the Snap.

Snap!

The crimson aura surrounding Deadpool, Logan, and Johnny vanished instantly!

The three were lifted by an invisible force and landed steadily on the open ground surrounded by Ant-Man's palms, right in front of Nova's group of hideous henchmen!

Deadpool landed with a slight stumble, quickly regained his balance, and exaggeratedly patted his chest. "Oh yeah! Safe landing! Thanks for the chauffeur service, boss!"

Logan landed silently, like a beast before its hunt, crouching low, his steel claws crossed over his chest, staring intently at Deathstrike was also in an attack stance.

Johnny the Human Torch's legs went weak, and as he looked at the group of menacing Mutants opposite him, his voice trembled. "I... I think we can sit down and talk? Talk about the weather? Like... it's quite dusty today?"

Chen Tian remained suspended in the air, a crimson aura swirling around him, separating him from the chaotic battlefield below.

He slightly raised his chin, looking down at the tense, imminent scene below. On his overly calm face, there seemed to be... a very faint, pleasant anticipation?

"I've been bored for so long..." he murmured to himself, his voice soft yet clear enough to reach everyone's ears, carrying a languid quality. "Now, let me watch a show."

On the massive, corpse-like head of Ant-Man, Nova's face was terrifyingly grim.

She stared intently at Chen Tian in the air. His attitude of completely igniting her and treating her like a "stage" ignited a raging fire in her heart!

"Kill them all!" Nova's icy voice, like a death knell, tolled the prelude to the battle!

"Roar--!" The Juggernaut roared and charged Charge, its target being the Human Torch, who was still trying to discuss the weather!

"Logan!!" Deathstrike transformed into a silver lightning bolt, her Adamantium Claws tearing through the air as she pounced on Wolverine!

The Red Devil Demon vanished, then instantly reappeared behind Deadpool, reeking of sulfur!

Arc Light's hand crackled with electric lightning, Mimic Bird opened its beak, unleashing an invisible sonic shockwave!

The open space was instantly transformed into a bloody arena! Energy explosions, metal clashing, roars, and screams mingled together!

Above, Chen Tian, like a detached divine spectator, calmly surveyed the chaotic and violent "drama" that he himself had initiated, through his blindfold.

(Finally, it's clear that it was written through the blindfold.)

The ground battlefield is in complete chaos!

Logan and Deathstrike fought the fiercest battle, their Adamantium Claws clashing wildly, sparks flying everywhere!

"Clang clang clang!"

The Deathstrike launched a fierce attack, but Logan's Beast Instinct and greater experience allowed him to steadily suppress his opponent.

"Die! Ha--" The Deathstrike thrust forward fiercely!

Logan dodged to the side, his steel claws slashing upwards in the process!

"Pfft!"

The Deathstrike's chest was instantly ripped open with three deep, bone-revealing gashes! She staggered backward, her eyes growing increasingly ferocious, and the wounds visibly began to heal!

"F**k! It's that same constitution again!" Logan cursed under his breath, about to give chase—

Buzz!

A cold, sharp thought instantly locked onto the back of his head!

Nova appeared silently behind him without warning, her pale fingers carrying a deadly chill, stabbing straight at his neck and spine like a venomous snake!

She wants to directly invade the brain and control this Beast!

Logan's hair stood on end! It was too fast! He didn't even have time to react!

He could even feel the chill the moment those cold fingertips touched the back of his neck!

However, that fatal touch... lasted for less than a thousandth of a second!

Whoosh!

Logan's vision blurred! Nova, who was supposed to launch a mental attack from behind him, vanished into thin air!

He turned around sharply in astonishment—but there was nothing behind him!

"Oh shit! The bald woman teleported?!" Deadpool, who had just been stabbed through by Red Devil and was grimacing as he pulled his katana from the ground, was also shocked by this scene.

"Up there!" Johnny shouted, dodging the Juggernaut's brutal charge.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn!

In mid-air, not far from Chen Tian, Nova's figure was frozen in place.

Her slender body was enveloped in a semi-transparent circular barrier that emanated a deep, dark blue energy!

The barrier was like a perfect eggshell, completely sealing her inside!

Nova's usually expressionless face was now clearly filled with shock and rage!

An incredulous light shone in her eyes as she stared intently at Chen Tian was so close yet seemed like an insurmountable chasm between them.

Chen Tian didn't even look at her; his gaze remained fixed on the battlefield on the ground. He simply gestured with his chin towards the bewildered Logan:

"Continue."

Logan snapped out of his shock, looking at the furious Nova inside the blue "egg" in the sky, then at the Deathstrike whose wounds had healed and who was lunging at him again. He let out a low growl, "Heh heh... now it's fair!" His steel claws extended again, meeting her head-on!

"Roar!" The Deathstrike had completely gone mad!

Nova is trapped inside the blue energy barrier and has completely gone berserk!

Her eyes suddenly burst forth with blinding white light, and her powerful mental energy, like an invisible tsunami, slammed into the inner wall of the blue barrier!

Buzz--!

An invisible shockwave violently reverberated within the barrier, emitting a muffled roar! The blue energy wall rippled violently, like boiling water!

But... the barrier remained completely still! Not even a crack appeared!

Chen Tian seemed finally disturbed by the noise, turning his head slightly to "glance" at the trapped Nova through his blindfold:

"Save your energy." A deeper, more eerie blue light swirled between his fingertips. "The cage of the Space Stone won't be so easy to break."

He even tapped the barrier lightly, adding, "Great view, enjoy the show."

"You!!!" Nova's mental shock came to an abrupt halt, his pale, delicate face contorted with extreme rage!

She let out a silent scream, slamming her hands against the impenetrable blue energy barrier. The spatial barrier didn't even tremble in response; only a silent despair spread through her.

Deadpool sliced down a charging henchman with a single blow, then looked up at Nova, who was frantically pounding inside the "blue egg" in the sky. His mouth, hidden behind his mask, gaped wide. "Wow! The ultimate VIP cage experience! It even has Invincible viewing window! Baldy, stop pounding, stop and watch our show! Old Wolf! Stop focusing on beating up your ex-girlfriend (?), leave me a few henchmen!"

Logan had no time for him; he was engaged in a bloody chase with the Deathstrike.

Johnny was being chased around by the Arc Light current, his hair standing on end. "Fuck! Can't you guys even check on the Human Torch almost got electrocuted into a kebab?! Boss Chen Tian! Help me, ahhhhh--!"

Chen Tian hovered above the chaos, a blue cage imprisoning the enraged Nova, while he himself was enveloped in a scarlet aura.

He watched quietly, like a true spectator, as the absurd and cruel "drama" unfolding below, directed by him and in which he had trapped the final boss.

Within the blue barrier, Nova struggled in vain like an ancient insect trapped in amber, his eyes burning with a fury capable of incinerating the world, yet he could only watch helplessly as his minions were mercilessly harvested by three forces (mainly the berserk Logan and the indestructible Deadpool).