American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Below, Pain and the Asura Path stood together, their eyes fixed on the Quinjet in the sky.

With a blank expression, he formed hand seals and shouted, "Chibaku Tensei!"

He opened his clasped hands, and a small, black orb appeared out of nowhere, rapidly hurtling towards the Quinjet.

At that moment, a small, thin figure jumped from the aircraft, and with a barbarian-like roar, his body suddenly swelled into a green, muscular monster.

Boom!

He crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up dust.

"Hulk smash!"

With a mighty leap, he launched himself like a cannonball towards the giant summoning creature.

Inside the Quinjet,

Alarms blared wildly, the display screen filled with a dense cluster of red squares, which then converged on a single black dot.

On the adjacent screen, numerical curves fluctuated rapidly.

Natasha glanced at it once, then unhesitatingly increased the thrust, attempting to steer the Quinjet out of the anomalous gravitational field.

"Fury! Something's not right. The target might be able to control gravity."

She spoke calmly while her hands danced across the controls, maneuvering the Quinjet up, down, spiraling, and performing S-curves.

The massive Quinjet was handled with the grace of a butterfly flitting among flowers.

He didn't need to know the principles; he only needed to know the opponent's abilities to quickly formulate a battle plan.

But for Natasha, it was a bit troublesome.

Without a foundation of theoretical knowledge, her super-agent brain couldn't fully utilize its capabilities.

Buzz!

The space suddenly vibrated, and Natasha felt the Quinjet beneath her slightly stall, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

Sure enough, in the next instant, the black orb collided.

The last image Natasha saw was Pain clasping his hands together, his mouth opening in a soft shout.

Rumble!

Everything suddenly shook, and a massive amount of soil and debris was drawn into the air by an invisible force, slamming violently into the Quinjet.

The singularity formed in the air had such a strong attraction that it competed with the ground for mass.

Adding to the fact that Madripoor had already been nearly destroyed tonight, there wasn't a single intact place in the entire lower district; collapsed buildings were everywhere.

The wreckage of these buildings, connected to the underground concrete slabs, even thick clods of earth, were gradually sucked into the air, layering upon layering, enveloping the Quinjet.

In everyone's sight, a giant stone sphere gradually formed in the air, hovering silently like the eye of a demon god.

Iron Man hurriedly flew over, anxiously shouting, "Natasha?"

In the comm channel, Natasha's tone remained calm: "Don't shout like an idiot, Tony. I'm fine. The Quinjet can still withstand this level of pressure.

It's just that the front and rear thrusters are clogged with dirt, and I've completely lost power.

The oxygen system is still working, but it can only last for an hour at most."

Iron Man said without hesitation, "It won't take that long. I'll get you out in five minutes!"

"Don't be reckless, Fury! These guys are not simple!"

Fury's voice came through the comm channel: "I understand. Dr. Pym will arrive in twenty minutes!"

Iron Man breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, I have to admit he's got a handle on dealing with these big guys. Even if his personality isn't great, he's always jealous of my genius."

"…"

The comm channel went silent.

At this moment, the Asura Path stepped forward.

The flesh on his head writhed, and two more faces emerged on either side of his cheeks, followed by his body continuously changing, swelling up a size.

Whoosh!

The Asura Path flung open his trench coat, revealing the bizarre image of a three-headed, six-armed Vajra with a scorpion tail.

He leaned forward slightly, his huge scorpion-like tail arching upwards, aiming at Iron Man in the air.

Behind him, Pain extended his right hand almost simultaneously.

Buzz!

An invisible pulling force spread out, and Iron Man's body stiffened, involuntarily staggering.

Inside the helmet, Jarvis's voice said: "Gravitational data anomaly, balance system malfunction, recalibrating."

Iron Man said, "No time to recalibrate. Increase thruster energy to resist this gravity. And Jarvis, what's the energy reserve for my chest beam?"

"97%, estimated 15 seconds to full charge."

"Well! I really wish I had 15 seconds!" Iron Man quipped, then said without hesitation, "Fire!"

Boom!

A dazzling beam of light suddenly shot out from the triangular mark on his chest, piercing through the Asura Path in the blink of an eye.

With an explosion, the Asura Path was blasted into a tattered puppet.

The energy slammed into the ground, exploding with a deafening roar, kicking up endless dust and obscuring vision.

At the same time, Iron Man staggered backward, the gravitational pull on him disappearing.

"To be able to freely control gravity, what a terrifying ability!"

Inside the helmet, Tony's expression was very serious.

He knew that although this wasn't a large-scale Chitauri invasion, so there wouldn't be much public attention, the level of difficulty might be even more troublesome than last time.

These people, each had special abilities, and were experienced in combat.

Where on earth did they come from?

"Sir, full scene scan complete, enemy count seven, life signs one!"

"One? Are you saying the other six are all robots!"

"No, based on all the data, they should be modified corpses. Sir, I have automatically generated a two hundred and thirty-page analysis report, with detailed speculations and explanations. If you…"

Tony was speechless: "Jarvis! Now is not the time to joke around!"

"Alright, sir! After one thousand simulated calculations, the probability of the opponent controlling modified corpses is as high as ninety-five percent."

"That's enough!"

Tony said calmly, "Since it's control, there must be a channel for information transmission. Jarvis, I might need to move up that big family gathering!"

"Whenever you're ready, sir!"

"Good! Initiate!"

With this order, the roof of the villa far away in New York slowly opened, followed by figure after figure soaring into the sky, quickly disappearing into the heavens.

On the Helicarrier, Agent Hill said: "Director, the Aviation Regulatory Authority is requesting information. Over thirty unidentified flying objects have launched from New York, asking what's going on?"

Fury said blandly, "Then tell them it's none of their business!"

Hill's expression remained unchanged: "Dr. Pym has rendezvoused with the Captain and is expected to arrive in three minutes!"

"Hmm, finally heard some good news!"