American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“Severance!”

The Myō-ō Avatar seized the Outer Path Demonic Statue's momentary stiffness, and with a sweeping motion of its hands, cleaved a massive gash in its chest and abdomen.

This strike nearly split the Outer Path Demonic Statue in two.

The Outer Path Demonic Statue roared, its body erupting with energy, the violent pressure sweeping outwards.

Just as Natasha and the others thought it would explode again, the Outer Path Demonic Statue suddenly stalled, bursting into a cloud of smoke and vanishing.

At the same time, Qishan slowly retracted his palm, and Pain's corpse fell to the ground.

Bang!

Dust billowed, and a spiderweb of cracks spread across the ground.

Shua la.

The sound of brocade being torn filled the air, and a large tear suddenly appeared in the sky.

K朽木 and the others flickered and appeared behind Qishan, following him as he slowly walked into the Garganta.

Natasha couldn't help but shout, “Archbishop! We want to talk to you!”

Qishan didn't turn around, only waved his hand, and disappeared before their eyes.

Thor Odinson's expression was serious: “He is a rare and powerful individual, but also a wicked soul manipulator!”

“You mean…?”

Natasha looked at Pain's corpse, her expression changing slightly.

“Regardless, we still gained something, but the price we paid was too heavy!”

The sea breeze howled, sweeping away the sand and dust.

The desolate terrain of the entire Madripoor Island was completely exposed.

Just a few hours ago, this was a bustling port island, well-known in Southeast Asia.

A few hours later, it became a wasteland.

At the center of the plateau, a huge basin was embedded, like a demon's giant eye, staring at the sky.

Without any emotion, only indifference and disregard.

“Not good!”

Natasha exclaimed, as Pain's corpse was gradually turning into sand and disappearing.

She rushed over as quickly as possible, but could only watch helplessly as Pain dissipated before her eyes.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly.

“Fury, I tried my best!”

At the same time, smoky text appeared before Qishan's eyes.

[Mission Completed]

[Ninth Boss God Pain has been expelled]

[Reward: Chakra Fruit]

[Chakra Fruit: The origin of Chakra power in the Ninja World. Legend has it that eating it can grant you the total amount of Chakra in the entire Ninja World.]

Then, the smoky text disappeared.

A red fruit appeared out of thin air and fell directly into Qishan's palm.

“Although I suspected it, but…”

Looking at the Chakra Fruit in his hand, Qishan's eyes shone with strange light.

His current weakness was the lack of energy, and now the appearance of the Chakra Fruit perfectly filled that gap.

Although Qishan was happy, he also felt that things were going a little too smoothly.

Oh well, no use thinking too much.

He brought the fruit to his lips and swallowed it in one gulp.

Glug.

Before Qishan could even savor the taste, an extremely powerful energy erupted within his body.

Rumble rumble.

Even though the energy didn't leak out at all, the entire Reishi Space was still trembling.

It was as if a little rabbit had suddenly seen a giant, instinctively frightened.

This wasn't level suppression.

But the natural reaction brought about by the difference in size.

Qishan's subordinates stood in two rows, one row of androids led by Dr. Gero, and the other row of Soul Reapers and Executioners led by Byakuya Kuchiki.

Neither side interrupted, quietly waiting for the final change.

It is worth mentioning that a familiar figure has appeared in the Soul Reaper team.

Looking at his indifferent pale purple ripple eyes, everyone couldn't help but recall the tragedy of Madripoor Island.

Pain, or rather, Nagato.

His soul was directly extracted by Qishan and thrown into the Reishi Space, directly becoming a Soul Reaper.

From the moment he regained consciousness, he hadn't said a word.

He had been quietly watching with cold eyes.

Perhaps, he liked this clean world.

Without pain, without war, he no longer had to carry the heavy ideal forward.

Qishan closed his eyes to sense.

If the golden energy in Qishan's body before was just a lake, it had now been filled by the Milky Way, becoming a vast ocean.

This ocean was boundless, as vast as an entire planet.

Those golden lotus flowers had also become towering Jianmu trees.

The lotus leaves reach the sky, boundless and green, an ancient blue sky with a lotus!

Qishan's consciousness stood on the lotus leaf, feeling as if he was standing on an endless continent.

Faced with this scene, the first thought that appeared in his mind was: Is this what it means to get rich overnight?

After a while, Qishan exhaled a long breath, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He opened his eyes, looking at the subordinates in front of him, looking at the distant blue sky.

“Perhaps, it's time to establish the Soul Society!”

---

On the Helicarrier, the Public Relations Department was frantically busy.

An entire island of people was gone, which was definitely a big bomb. If it wasn't handled properly, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. would be annihilated.

And the name of the Avengers, which had been built up through several battles, would also be thrown into the mud, becoming worthless.

Inside the laboratory, the Avengers sat together, no one speaking.

In this battle, they could be said to have not intervened at all.

The battle level was too exaggerated, and they were simply powerless.

Even though Captain America led the team in the second half to focus on rescuing people, the results were minimal.

The shocking casualty data made it unbearable for them to look directly at it.

“Bang!”

Tony slammed the table hard, stood up, and left.

Banner said, “What are you doing?”

“Researching more advanced armor. Or are you going to sit here and wait for the next failure?”

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Captain America said, “The result is good after all, even if the casualties…”

He couldn't continue.

Thor said, “I think we should contact that Archbishop as soon as possible. The forces under his command are not to be underestimated.”

Natasha nodded: “Fury is trying to find a way.”

Hawkeye said, “There is still hope, but not much. With his power, what can't he get? The gangs he runs in New York are more like a game.”

“He is, after all, the leader of a religious order!”

Fury walked in with Agent Hill, his one eye shining: “Whether they advocate saving the world or destroying the world, having faith requires proselytizing. As long as they proselytize, they will come into contact with society, and as long as they come into contact with society, they will definitely have needs. As long as there are people with needs, Coulson can handle it!

You agree, Agent Coulson!”

A figure walked in, a somewhat awkward smile on his face.

“Sir, I think you're exaggerating a bit!”

“First, call Tony back. We need him to join the analysis expert group to analyze this person, Michael Qishan!”

“Okay, sir!” Coulson shrugged, gave the others an apologetic expression, and turned to leave.