Suspicious Science! The Avengers All Suffered Post-Battle PTSD!

"What the hell is that thing?"

Carter's lips were cracked, and he couldn't even squeeze a drop of saliva out of his throat.

His eyes were fixed on the bare, giant crater in front of him.

If he hadn't still vividly remembered the shock he'd just experienced, he would have definitely thought that what lay ahead was just a barren wasteland.

Buildings, war, ruins, flying dust, and the arrogant Ronan.

Everything's gone.

It was completely wiped away.

In the center of the pit, only a purple gem lay quietly on the ground, emitting a faint, eerie light.

Carter felt a chill run through him.

The aura of destruction seeped into my very bones.

Even through the solid barrier of the Mirror Dimension, he could still clearly smell the scent of death.

If the power had gotten even slightly out of control just now, not only New York, but even Kamar-Taj, which is far away, would have been destroyed!

He used to think Ren was a pervert.

In retrospect, the word "pervert" is simply insufficient to describe this monster.

This kind of cataclysmic fluctuation is no different from the arrival of the Apocalypse.

Carter was inwardly agitated and uneasy.

He desperately wanted to rush up and tear open Ren's stomach to see if it was filled with all the gods in the Universe!

Otherwise, why would they always act so inhumanely when they make a move?

New York has returned to its deathly silence.

The Kree deserters scattered in the corners of the city were quickly wiped out by the Sorcerers.

The enemy leader has completely vanished.

Only after the dust had settled did S.H.I.E.L.D.. Agent arrive belatedly to begin cleaning up the mess.

A large number of men in black set up a cordon and began frantically looting alien weapons and biochemical debris.

If this high-tech junk were to end up on the black market, it would absolutely cause a huge mess.

As for the collapsed Skyscraper, they will naturally be outsourced to major construction giants.

Ordinary people are left homeless and destitute on the streets, while capitalists hold their wine glasses, ready to divide up the enormous pie.

S.H.I.E.L.D.. can't be bothered with this mess.

The Agent acted with lightning speed, even sealing off the entire Queens, not letting in a single fly.

Command Room the Helicarrier Command Center.

Nick Fury pinched his brow, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Sir, General Ross has sent a coded message requesting that we share alien weapons and body samples."

"Get him out!"

Fury's One-Eye widened, burning with rage.

That old bastard named Thaddeus Ross, who nearly destroyed Manhattan with the Hulk incident last time, is not only alive and well, but now he even wants to meddle in alien technology?

I heard that this old fox is going to run for politician soon!

Keep dreaming!

"Reject everything! Not a single alien hair is allowed to be handed over; they must all be stored away and sealed."

Fury's voice was icy.

No one understood the danger of the Kree Empire better than him.

Thousands of years ago, aliens conducted biological experiments on Earth, leaving behind a bunch of time bombs. These things must never be touched by outsiders.

"Hill, what's the whereabouts of the Avengers?" Fury turned and asked. "And what about the Mysterious Man? Have you found out anything?"

"No leads, sir."

Agent Hill reported, "The entire ruins have been turned upside down, and the entire Avengers are out of contact."

"Keep digging, we must find him!" Fury gave the order.

"Yes! Also, there's been progress in our intelligence regarding the mysterious man."

Hill pulled up a thin file. "An orphan, mysteriously disappeared two years ago, and no one knows where she went. She reappeared in the public eye on the Chitauri battlefield, displaying unknown extraordinary power."

"Dig deeper."

Fury gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with wariness.

He hates things getting out of control the most.

Half a day has passed.

S.H.I.E.L.D.. finally found the missing Avengers in the ruins on the outskirts of Queens.

However, everyone's behavior was extremely strange.

The superheroes sat slumped on the broken bricks, looking like they'd lost their souls.

Everyone's face was filled with despair, as if they had just experienced the Apocalypse and had completely lost interest in living.

Even the usually rational Tony Stark and Banner, who holds seven doctorates, stared blankly at the ground.

Fury rushed to the scene and, seeing the horrific sight before him, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Can anyone explain what exactly happened?!"

Fury questioned loudly.

The entire room fell silent.

Steve kept his head down and remained silent.

Thor, carrying two cans of beer he'd swiped, mechanically chugs them down his throat, looking as dejected as a homeless man.

Fury was completely dumbfounded.

The alien leader is clearly dead, and Earth is saved, so why does everyone look like the sky has fallen?

"Mr. Stark, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Fury set his sights on Iron Man.

Tony slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes giving Fury a deep look.

"Director Fury, do you believe in God?"

Tony's tone was more serious than ever before.

As soon as he closes his eyes, terrifying images of what happens in the Mirror Dimension appear in his mind.

Magic that tears apart rules, light that Oblivion all things.

If the being that created this power isn't called a god, then what should it be called?

"Gods? What nonsense are you spouting, Stark!"

Fury glared with his One-Eye, his tone stern. "Even if there truly are gods, they must abide by my rules if they descend upon Earth!"

"Ha, rules?" Tony's bloodshot eyes stared at Fury, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "That's because you have no idea what true power is. Your rules are nothing but a fart in the eyes of the gods."

Fury was completely stunned.

What's going on?

Tony Stark, a proud and arrogant genius who always looked down on everyone except science, has actually started advocating theology?

Can anyone tell him what strange thing happened in the ruins?

"Captain, you tell us. What exactly happened to you?"

Fury didn't count on Tony and turned to look at Steve, who was always the most reliable.

Steve slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with an unyielding confusion.

"Sir, I'm wondering, is the Avengers really necessary?"

"I feel that our desperate efforts are meaningless."

Steve's voice was deep.

Recalling the world-destroying Magic in the Mirror Dimension, and then looking at the Vibranium Shield in his hand.

He fought his whole life; bloodshed and war never extinguished his fighting spirit.

But now, he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

With powerful beings capable of vanishing in the blink of an eye protecting the Earth, the Avengers seem like a laughable toy army.

"Captain? How can you say such discouraging things too?"

Fury stared at Steve as if he'd seen a ghost.

How come Captain America, whose will has always been as firm as a rock, has started to doubt the meaning of life? Have these guys all been possessed?

Fury shook his head, placing his hopes on S.H.I.E.L.D..'s top Agent.

"Natasha, report what you've seen!"

Black Widow took a deep breath, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Sir, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you. It's unbelievable."

"I don't know how to describe it... I've never seen anything like it. Lightsaber tearing through the sky, a white light devouring everything..."

Natasha trembled uncontrollably whenever she recalled that pure destructive power.

She even began to doubt whether she would ever have the courage to pick up a gun again.

Faced with such godlike power, the assassinations and hand-to-hand combat of Agent seemed like a joke.

Fury's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Even Natasha, who has the strongest mental fortitude, broke down!

Hawkeye huddled to the side, head bowed and silent, like a defeated rooster.

What terrifying thing did these most elite warriors on Earth witness?

Fury was full of questions, but no one could give him a reasonable explanation.