American Comics: BOSS Invasion

As Frieza expected, the next scene unfolded.

Androids 17 and 18 didn't hesitate for a moment, instantly appearing on either side and simultaneously throwing punches.

"Ah-da-da-da-da..."

Both of them waved their hands, creating a flurry of afterimages. The illusory fists covered a large area, directly enveloping Frieza.

Frieza's expression remained icy as he extended his hands, either slapping, blocking, or deflecting, his upper arms still, only his forearms moving up and down to counter all the attacks.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate for a few seconds. Just as the two androids were about to reveal an opening, they both shouted and their eyes suddenly turned red, their bodies expanding strangely.

Frieza cursed, "Damn it, not again..."

Just as he was about to unleash his energy to blast them away, Androids 17 and 18 abandoned their attacks and charged towards the center.

The two figures met in the air, followed by an enormous fireball that suddenly appeared.

Boom, boom, boom!

The massive explosion blasted the air away for miles around.

The powerful wind pressure once again ripped open the ground, recreating an apocalyptic scene. The earth shattered, the ocean shook violently, and the seawater seemed about to leap out.

The entire European continent was illuminated by the intense light, plunging into a momentary state of loss.

A massive mushroom cloud gradually formed in the sky.

The clouds that had just been scattered by the explosion reappeared in the sky, even thicker and more terrifying than before.

That darkness made it seem as if a huge hole had been blown in the sky.

The Avengers were utterly bewildered by this series of events.

Android 16, who had been talking just moments ago, self-destructed in the blink of an eye.

Before the others could react, two more people self-destructed.

The explosions were earth-shattering, with immense destructive power.

Amidst the aftermath of this disaster, the Avengers were unable to focus on anything else and could only desperately try to protect themselves.

In the center of the mushroom cloud, a shockwave erupted, instantly sweeping away the surrounding dust.

Frieza's somewhat disheveled figure appeared, panting heavily.

He had a wound on his forehead, small cuts all over his skin, and even a section of his magnificent tail was broken off.

"Damn it! Using such methods!"

A trace of blood trickled from Frieza's lips as he glared venomously at Qishan.

Qishan remained calm and collected, saying peacefully, "So that's it. Nuclear weapons can indeed pose a threat to you. However, based on the two tests, the conversion rate of the yield is too small. To completely obliterate you, at least 50 million tons would be required.

An explosion of that magnitude would be enough to threaten the Earth's normal operation. In that case, I'll have to switch to another plan."

Frieza sneered, "How cold-blooded! Didn't you see the way your companions were looking at you? I've seen this kind of thing countless times. All intelligent beings are selfish. For their own benefit, they can abandon anyone, even the hero who saved them.

Your strength is not bad, and you're cold-blooded enough, which perfectly meets the requirements of the Frieza Force. Why not consider abandoning this foolish planet and joining my Frieza Force? I can give you a position of supreme power, second only to me."

"Heh!" Qishan chuckled. "To be able to say such things, you probably don't know who I am! Excuse me, let me introduce myself. Michael Qi, Archbishop of the Black Order! Oh, don't worry about the name. You just need to know that I am your destined enemy. Just like..."

Frieza's eyes narrowed, and a light slowly appeared in his hand.

Qishan paused, then slightly raised his head and said calmly, "...Son Goku!"

Whoosh!

In just a few seconds, the sky became clear and pristine again.

The UK Meteorological Office was going crazy. The weather changes over London were almost collapsing their worldview. If they hadn't been practicing lying through their teeth and misreporting without blushing, they would have to fire a few people this time.

The two big shots from S.H.I.E.L.D. were trapped on the seabed, and could only remotely command their subordinates to provide support through intermittent signals.

The nearby military units sent two submarines to rescue them, but before they could reach their destination, they were torn to pieces by the turbulent currents.

The number of deaths was impossible to count.

After learning that the Avengers couldn't help and could only barely protect themselves, Fury finally calmed down.

He activated the special components in the escape pod, embedding it in the seabed in a slow manner, maximizing their chances of survival.

The wind pressure howled. Thor used Mjolnir to form a huge electric net, enveloping everyone within it. Iron Man activated the extensible plasma shield, protecting everyone from the most intense impacts as his energy plummeted.

Hawkeye and Black Widow staggered their steps, keeping Captain America at the forefront. The vibranium shield absorbed the last bit of kinetic energy.

The group had barely escaped another disaster.

Bang!

Before they could catch their breath, a crisp sound came from the air, and a gust of wind swept over. Frieza had transformed again in the air.

Iron Man was stunned for a moment, his expression strange. "What terrible taste! He actually dyed himself golden."

"You're right!" Hawkeye glanced at Iron Man's armor and curled his lip.

In the air, Frieza proudly raised his head and held up a hand, saying, "Michael Qi, I can give you one more chance to choose!"

Qishan's lips curved slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

He crossed his arms and stood in the air without moving.

Neither the nuclear explosion nor the earth-shattering aftershocks could force Qishan to move a single step.

His clothes were still clean and undamaged.

"Damn it, then you shall die regretting it!" Frieza raised his hand and launched a shockwave. The golden beam of light, almost tangible, instantly struck Qishan's chest.

"Hahaha, die! All Dragon Ball warriors deserve to die! The Earth is mine, the entire universe is mine! The Frieza Force will once again rule the universe..."

He laughed wildly, then suddenly widened his eyes. "You... how is this possible!"

A few wisps of smoke slowly dissipated, and Qishan's figure reappeared before him.

He ignored Frieza's incredulous screams and his frantic barrage of shockwaves.

Qishan sensed the concentration of the special energy within his body, then slowly extended a hand.

"That's enough. Come out, Genryusai!"