At the same time.
Los Angeles.
A remote area in the city center.
Unlike the brightly lit commercial districts, this area is dimly lit, and the streets are littered with graffiti and trash.
What's even more unacceptable is the pervasive smell of mold and urine.
This is one of the most chaotic and impoverished neighborhoods in Los Angeles.
Gang fights, drug use, and robbery are as commonplace here as eating a meal.
At this very moment.
On the rooftop opposite an abandoned building.
A burly, bald man stood with his arms crossed, hovering silently in the air about three or four meters above the ground.
The man was shirtless, his upper body bare, revealing his scarred muscles.
His face bore an exact resemblance to that of the late Benjamin, a minor leader of Afghanistan terrorist organization.
All of this appeared cold and eerie in the dim light.
Simply because this person is not Benjamin at all.
Benjamin died long ago in that bombing in Afghanistan.
This guy who looks like Benjamin is from outer space.
Its Aruru.
At this moment, Aruru stared intently at a huge display screen on the exterior wall of the building opposite.
The screen is displaying tonight's news.
"A spectacular battle in Los Angeles! Superman Luca Stark and Iron Man Tony Stark team up to defeat a mysterious monster army!"
" The Justice League is formed! The Stark brothers become the guardians of Los Angeles!"
The screen continuously switched between recordings of tonight's battles.
The image shows Luca shooting white-blue lasers from his eyes, sending the monster flying.
Luca showed the monster.
Images of Luca releasing energy in the sky.
Aruru stared at the scenes without moving, a look of curiosity in his eyes.
"Interesting."
This fighting style and energy release pattern gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.
He remembered someone.
Or rather, a woman who radiates light.
He's also a cosmic policeman who meddles everywhere in the universe but is always a step behind.
Although Luca Stark's energy release method, color, and intensity were completely different from that woman's.
However, the core principles are strikingly similar.
"The transformation and release of Cosmic Energy, "Aruru murmured softly.
This is a very shocking thing.
How could an indigenous person of Earth possess such an ability?
Unbelievable.
This level of combat power is actually hidden on this blue planet?
In Earthling terms, it's as absurd as primitive humans suddenly acquiring nuclear weapons.
Aruru lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Just a few days ago, he was still very confident that he could easily defeat Luca.
But if it were him now, fighting against Luca Stark in the scene...
The result is obvious; he's bound to lose.
And they will lose miserably.
The thought of this possibility filled Aruru with a sense of helplessness and frustration.
What was he like originally?
He is an elite warrior carefully selected from his race!
He is the most powerful being of the new generation!
On his home planet, he could single-handedly sweep through an entire army, traverse cosmic disasters unscathed, and fly freely in space.
but...
In order to come to Earth to carry out this special mission, he had to give up his powerful primal abilities.
The reason is simple.
Before he set off, his leader gave him a piece of advice.
"Never mess with that bald woman. You won't want to know why."
The leader did not explain the reason.
He was simply told that if he landed on Earth in his original form, the energy fluctuations would be detected by the bald woman.
At that time, what awaits him will not be a battle, but a one-sided Carnage.
Therefore, Aruru had no choice but to use the newly developed technology of his race.
Symbiotic life forms.
Simply put, it means putting his consciousness and soul into an extremely weakened life form.
This body also possesses some Superman abilities.
Examples include the ability to freely transform, mimic, fly, possess super-strong defense, and absorb life force and energy.
But compared to his original form, it's completely different.
It's like putting a lion in a cat's skin.
Although still a carnivore, its strength, speed, and perception have all decreased significantly.
This has turned Aruru, who was once invincible on the battlefield of space, into the weak creature he is now.
He went from being the strongest new generation warrior to a parasite that needs to absorb the life force of others to slowly grow stronger.
This kind of disappointment is more painful than anything else.
But in order to complete his crucial undercover mission, he endured it.
He had to endure it.
Aruru raised her head and glanced again at the man radiating light on the screen.
Luca Stark.
This man is the most powerful being he has observed on Earth so far.
If I could absorb him...
Aruru couldn't help but greedily lick his lips.
If we can absorb Luca Stark's energy and life force.
Now this weak Symbiote can be greatly enhanced!
Although it is vastly different from his original form, it is sufficient for Earth.
By then, his mission on Earth can be greatly accelerated!
but...
Aruru calmed down.
The risk is too great.
Luca Stark's abilities made him very uneasy.
With this weak body, there's absolutely no chance of confronting an enemy with immense power head-on.
If they fail, not only will he die on Earth, but the race's plans will also continue to fall apart.
They've failed countless times; they can't afford to fail again against him!
no.
We need to play it safe.
Aruru took a deep breath, suppressing the greed in his heart.
Find other goals to strengthen yourself first, and then pursue bigger goals when you have enough strength.
This is the correct strategy.
Don't rush.
Just as Aruru was about to leave the rooftop.
A new news item appeared on a screen on a distant building.
A blonde female anchor appeared on screen, excitedly speaking to the camera.
Another major piece of news: Since Stark Industries has officially announced it will no longer accept any military weapons manufacturing orders, the United States military is currently facing a serious arms supply gap!
"So here's the question! Who will be the arms supplier to fill this gap?"
Is it Hammer Industries, the arms giant long considered Stark Industries ' biggest competitor? Will it seize this opportunity to rise to prominence? Let's wait and see!
Hearing the name Hammer Industries...
Aruru stopped in her tracks as she was about to leave.
He turned his head and looked at the screen again.
Hammer Industries.
He repeated the name to himself.
I've been on Earth for a few days now.
In the past few days, using the memories he read and his own observations, he has gained a general understanding of the major power dynamics on this planet.
Hammer Industries.
The world's second-largest arms manufacturer.
The leader, Justin Hammer, is a vain, arrogant, and jealous Stark Industries -aged man.
Since we can't directly confront Luca Stark...
But what if there were someone with a natural hatred for the Stark Family, willing to fight against Luca in his place?
He only needs to hide in the shadows and wait until both sides are exhausted before emerging to reap the benefits...
A sinister smile slowly crept onto Aruru's icy face.
Hammer Industries.
Justin Hammer.
Perhaps, he can use this foolish Earthling as a pawn.
With that in mind, Aruru immediately decided to set off for New York to find Justin Hammer.
He didn't know exactly what to do, but he believed in his abilities.
If you can get close to that person, you'll definitely find a way to control him.
Aruru is just about to take off.
Just then!
"Hey! Baldy! Don't move!"
An arrogant voice suddenly rang out from the darkness behind them.
Aruru turned his head in confusion.
A tall, thin Black man was seen walking out of the stairwell at the entrance to the rooftop.
The other person was wearing a dirty gray hooded sweatshirt, holding a pistol in his right hand, and wearing a gold chain around his neck that didn't look like his own.
It was obvious that this guy had just pulled off a heist downstairs and was preparing to go up to the rooftop to avoid trouble.
Upon arriving, they found a shirtless, bald man standing on the rooftop, lost in thought.
The black robber glanced at Aruru's bare upper body and empty pockets, then revealed a greedy smile.
"Let me see how you are. Is there anything bothering you?"
The black robber brandished his pistol, making a bluffing threat.
This unexpected incident...
Aruru remained expressionless, silently gazing at the other with eyes devoid of any human emotion.
It's like someone watching ants on the roadside.
The black robber shuddered at the strange look in her eyes, a chill creeping down his spine.
But the vicious momentum made it impossible for him to stop; he thought his fear was just because the night was too dark.
"Are you deaf?! I'll make you..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Because the man in front of him had suddenly undergone a terrifying change.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
A cluster of jet-black substance began to rapidly seep from Aruru's surface.
These black substances, as if they were alive, began to spread across his body!
"Crackling!"
His body, enveloped in black matter, began to violently deform and grow!
Its height also increased to over two meters in just a few seconds.
His shoulders were so broad they could almost cover a wall, and his arms were as thick as thighs!
Behind him, two enormous black masses suddenly exploded, forming two huge black wings!
The wings are covered with a layer of black, scale-like armor, making them look like the wings of a demon or the fins of a deep-sea creature.
The person standing on the rooftop now is no longer just one person.
It's a monster!
In the deformed head area, there is only a pair of vertical pupils that gleam with a cold white light.
The black robber's face turned deathly pale.
Its mouth was wide open, as if it wanted to scream, but its body wouldn't obey it.
His legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his crotch was soaked.
"No... no no no..."
The black robber's eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.
His survival instinct drove him to frantically try to turn and run away.
Aruru looked down at this tiny human.
A huge, black hand swiftly grabbed the black robber by the neck.
"No! Don't...!"
The black robber struggled desperately, his feet kicking wildly in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the black substance on Aruru's palm began to spread rapidly onto the black robber's body.
A viscous black substance quickly covered the robber's entire body.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"
A sound like something being melted rang out.
The black robber's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth gaped open, and his face contorted violently.
Then, his body began to wither and shrink.
The skin turned like tree bark, and the muscles and fat melted away rapidly.
Finally, with a snap.
A mummified corpse fell onto the rooftop and shattered instantly.
Aruru withdrew her hand, and the black substance flowed back into her body along her arm.
Then, he muttered something in disgust.
Too weak.
The vitality of an ordinary human being has no effect on him.
That's a complete waste of time.
He didn't even glance at the dust on the ground again.
He turned towards New York.
Black wings suddenly unfurled, accompanied by a series of vibrations.
Boom!
It flapped its wings forcefully.
Aruru shot straight into the night sky, reaching an altitude of hundreds of meters within seconds!
Then, he adjusted his direction.
It transformed into a streak of black light and sped off towards New York.
Black wings ripped through the night sky, creating turbulent air currents that caused the clouds below to churn.
Behind him, the marks on the rooftop were slowly buried by the night wind and dust.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Night fell in Los Angeles.
The City of Angels experienced its craziest night ever.
The birth of superheroes, the invasion of monster armies, and the formation of the Justice League.
These events, worthy of being recorded in history, will gradually unfold in the days to come.