American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Bang!

A laser cannon blast struck the giant's steel armor, only to dissipate completely, leaving not even a scorch mark.

Onboard the time ship, Captain Hunter's expression changed.

"Damn it, how can it be so tough!"

After only a short entanglement with Laura, half of the team members had been wiped out, and Atom was also seriously injured, seemingly unable to recover in the short term.

Now only Firestorm remained.

As for himself?

He glanced at Laura, who was sitting beside him, tightly hugging one of his arms, a happy expression on her face, and sighed deeply.

Unable to resist Laura's persistence, and to rescue his companions as soon as possible, Captain Hunter had no choice but to sign the humiliating treaty.

A marriage application!

"This giant is indeed troublesome, but you don't need to be so distressed!

With such a commotion, I think the Hunter Squad has already been alerted!

Once our people arrive, things will be resolved quickly."

Captain Hunter smiled bitterly, unsure of what to say.

Was he waiting for the Hunter Squad? He was waiting for the Flash.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the Flash was nowhere to be seen tonight.

Captain Hunter didn't know that the Flash had also encountered his destined enemy tonight.

The appearance of the Hunter Squad had already caused a significant deviation in the timeline, and now a boss-level team had descended.

The path to the future had long become a series of hairpin turns; only a seasoned driver from Mount Akina could navigate it.

Savitar clearly lacked the skill and was trapped in the present, unable to go anywhere.

So he went to make trouble for the Flash, like hitting a child on a rainy day—just to pass the time.

Outside the city, the artillery fire raged fiercely.

Inside the city wasn't much quieter, as the Flash trio challenged Savitar together.

If it weren't for Kid Flash and Jesse Quick providing support, the three of them together against Savitar...

The Flash might have died on the spot.

Boom!

The giant was a hundred meters tall, like a Gundam, his entire body a mass of bulging muscles covered in external armor, possessing immense destructive power with every move.

The spaceship, like a small fly, circled him, constantly firing, only to be swatted away like a shooting star with a wave of the giant's hand, quickly disappearing into the sky.

Facing the giant, only Firestorm floated slowly in mid-air, his body surging with heat, his expression solemn.

"Little fire man, such surging energy, if I could just devour you, I might evolve into something surpassing even a top-tier Teigu, success is only one step away!

Heaven truly favors me!"

Mr. Stylish shouted madly, tears of emotion constantly welling up in the corners of his eyes.

He controlled the giant, waving his hands, trying to grab and devour the little man before him.

But his hands were too big, and Firestorm was too small, moving too nimbly in the air.

He tried several times without success, creating only gusts of wind, with no other effect.

Firestorm's eyes held a hint of madness.

Although the Tomorrow Squad usually bickered and joked around, their feelings for each other were genuine.

Just a few days ago, they were fighting side-by-side in other timelines, but today, an accident had separated them forever.

The squad, except for himself and the seriously injured Atom, had been completely wiped out.

This was something Firestorm could not accept under any circumstances.

The scorching heat on his body gradually spread to his mind, and an unnamed fire surged forth, gradually burning away Firestorm's reason.

I…

The giant's wildly waving arms destroyed the earth and changed the terrain with every movement.

The flames on Firestorm's body grew more and more intense.

I… I must kill you!

"Ahhhhh!"

He suddenly roared, pushing his hands forward violently, and a thick, scorching stream of energy instantly spewed out.

The burning energy touched the steel-reinforced, modified flesh, only scorching a few strands of blackness.

A large amount of heat splashed out along the slope, turning into a deadly meteor shower that smashed deep holes into the ground.

"Hahaha! It's useless!

Who do you think I am?

I am Stylish!

How could I not prepare for such an obvious attack?"

"The armor on my body is made to imitate the skin of Danger Beasts and can withstand the heat of magma.

Mere heat is not even worth mentioning!"

Before he finished speaking, a large hand swung down again.

A gust of wind struck, and Firestorm twisted his body, darting out from between the fingers, directly charging towards Mr. Stylish's main body.

His eyes were cold: "In that case, I'll just kill you directly!"

His legs suddenly erupted with two balls of fire, and his speed increased explosively, rushing to Mr. Stylish's side in the blink of an eye.

The giant's hand returned to defend, but it was already too late.

A ball of flame lit up in Firestorm's hand, pressing towards Mr. Stylish's head.

"Die, you bastard!"

Just at this critical moment, a thick ice cone suddenly appeared, piercing Firestorm's body with overwhelming force, sending him crashing to the ground.

Boom!

The ground shattered, and an iceberg appeared out of thin air, completely sealing Firestorm inside.

Click!

A slender high heel appeared on top of the iceberg, followed by a slender figure with flowing blue hair.

"What… do you think you're doing to my subordinate?"

Her long hair fluttered, full of heroism, and beneath her blue eyelashes were indifferent and calm eyes.

Firestorm in the iceberg was completely frozen.

The scorching energy within his body couldn't even stir up a ripple in front of this woman.

Crack!

A crack appeared, followed by a large number of cracks spreading out, and with a cracking sound, the iceberg turned into crystal-clear fragments, dissipating with the wind.

"Esdeath-sama?"

Mr. Stylish secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his expression brightening again.

"Stylish, do you remember the task I gave you?

You're all having fun here; you haven't forgotten it, have you?"

Esdeath looked at him calmly.

Mr. Stylish's expression stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I am very sorry; I will take care of it immediately!"

"Forget it!

I've already solved this matter.

Quickly put away those strange muscles of yours; seeing them makes my hands itch for some reason.

Don't be distressed if I accidentally break them!"

"Esdeath-sama is joking!"

Mr. Stylish was sweating profusely, and he didn't know what small movements he was making inside, but a crack slowly opened at the giant's neck.

Mr. Stylish twisted his body twice and jumped out directly.

"Hey!

This time…"

Just as he was about to say something, a flash of a blade suddenly passed behind him.

His head flew up, and blood spurted out wildly.

The corpse crashed to the ground with a loud bang, as if a mountain had fallen, directly creating a huge pit, the roar and the ground trembling far away.

Esdeath turned her head slightly, and indeed, there was an unfamiliar figure behind her.

The huge navy cloak and the large "Justice" characters on the back gave Esdeath a rare sense of novelty.

"Who are you?"