The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

New York, Queens.

A huge space carrier was like a meteorite, dragging a long trail of flames across the sky.

The appearance of the entire battleship was badly damaged, and with the huge impact of the fall, fragments were constantly being peeled off and falling off, like small meteors and fire showers, violently impacting every corner of the streets and urban areas.

At this moment, fear and despair were intertwined, and screams and roars were heard in unison.

Accompanied by the impact and explosion of fragmented meteors, a shadow of death that seemed like a substance shrouded everyone's head.

"Help...someone help me!"

"My leg...my leg is broken, please, help me!"

"Where are our troops? Where are our governments?"

"Run, run!"

Faced with an unprecedented disaster, the crowd fell into panic for a while.

Everyone is trying to escape from this area. Regardless of whether they are strong or weak, men, women, old or young, they are crowded on the streets. There are also cars and other means of transportation, which instantly block the roads that should be smooth. Everyone is cursing loudly.

Although some police officers were there to maintain order, unfortunately no one listened to them.

Order? Freedom? Equality? Respect?

Those noble theories promoted by the United States have turned into a huge joke at this moment.

Selfishness becomes the only choice in disaster!

"Mother......"

A little girl of seven or eight years old with twin tails pulled her mother's clothes, opened her big innocent eyes, and asked: "Will Uncle Iron Man come to save us?"

When the mother heard this, there was a trace of sadness and despair in her eyes. She knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly, stroking the child's long golden hair. She couldn't bear to destroy the child's young fantasy, so she could only comfort her: "It will happen...

.Someone will come to save us...Iron Man will definitely come."

"Stop fucking farting!"

A middle-aged man next to him was smashing things around him crazily. The veins on his neck were bulging. His face was red and he roared: "No one will come to save us at all. What nonsense is Iron Man? He is a damn vampire. War."

Crazy, murderer, maybe this space carrier is the ghost thing he created!"

"That's right, that's right!" Another person completely gave up hope and vented all his anger on the so-called Iron Man, shouting loudly: "If it weren't for Tony Stark's energy industry, how would we do it?

He might be out of a job and it's all his fault!"

"Fake Iron Man! Fake America! Fake Superhero!!!"

The people who fell into madness put all the blame and fault on the most jealous person.

"No, what you said is wrong!"

The little girl's delicate voice suddenly overwhelmed everyone.

The mother panicked and wanted to stop her daughter, but the little girl bravely looked into the eyes of these people. Her pure and clear blue eyes were like a garden of eternal tranquility, which made the people who were in a rage and madness involuntarily calm down.

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"The hero will definitely come!"

Although the little girl's voice was not loud, it echoed in everyone's hearts like a bell: "Iron Man, Captain America, Spider-Man, they will definitely come and they will definitely save us!"

"Haha...impossible..."

The child's clear eyes made the middle-aged man's anger subside. He backed away and collapsed on the ground, his eyes dull as he said, "No one will come to save us unless...a miracle happens."

"Slow...slow down..."

An old man pointed to the sky tremblingly and shouted: "Look, that thing has slowed down!"

The man raised his head in shock, and his eyes suddenly widened.

A miracle...really happened!

The fallen space carrier was wrapped in flames and stopped less than a hundred meters above the ground.

The four turbine engines made a deafening roar, and the steel fan blades were spinning crazily at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, setting off a roaring and gathering wind. The blue flames ejected from the bottom impacted the airflow, forcibly blowing away the entire space carrier.

The downward trend is low!

There are really miracles in the world!

As long as you persist until the last moment, God's favor will come.

"We...are alive!"

"Great, we are still alive!"

"Thank God, thank Jesus!"

The crowd burst into cheers, celebrating their narrow escape.

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"Are we...still alive?"

After Fury woke up after being injected with adrenaline, he couldn't believe it.

The Space Carrier did not crash, there was no disaster in New York, they were all still alive, and most importantly, the originally destroyed Space Carrier now looked brand new, as if it had just left the factory, which is simply a miracle among miracles!

"Beep beep beep...the power has been restarted successfully!"

"Port turbine engine output...100%!"

"Starboard turbine engine output...100%!"

"The gravity instrument has been restored and the anti-gravity system is in operation!"

"Circuit detection completed, power output supply is normal!"

"Gyroscope calibration completed, reconfirm direction!"

The system sounds continuously.

The indicator lights on the control panel light up one after another, indicating that all systems are working normally.

When Peter rushed back to the No. 2 engine room, he was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the burning flames, Tony Stark held the hammer and kept smashing it down.

The clothes had long been burned by the flames, and the exposed skin was as black as charcoal, covered with interlaced cracks, and was still continuously emitting an astonishing amount of heat, scorching the nearby air.

Twisted.

The terrifying heat caused the steel to melt into molten iron, completely eliminating Peter's idea of ​​stepping forward to help.

"Mr. Stark?"

Peter swallowed the dry saliva, feeling extremely shocked deep in his heart.

Tony tried his best to open his eyes, and when he saw it was Peter, he put on a forced smile: "It's... you, haha... the spaceship... should be fine...

....Bar?"

"Could it be that..."

Looking at the charred man in front of him, Peter suddenly understood everything.

The man who saved the about-to-fall space carrier and saved millions of people from disaster was this man who seemed to be unruly, flamboyant and willful, and even had various minor problems and quirks.

Although Peter didn't know how Tony repaired the mothership.

But from that scarred body, you can vaguely guess what kind of suffering he endured!

An indescribable shock hit his heart. Peter's eyes turned red, and his trembling lips trembled as he said, "The spaceship is fine. It has stopped. Everyone has been saved, Mr. Stark."

"That's good......"

The last trace of obsession in Tony's heart disappeared, and his whole body collapsed like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.

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"It seems...your fireworks misfired."

The woman in white military uniform who was watching all this had an imperceptible smile on her lips.

"Fireworks... will never misfire, they are destined to bloom!"

Facing the sarcastic words from the woman, the old Loki looked extremely gloomy and said: "I just escaped the disaster for the time being. Since they still want to struggle, then I don't mind giving them despair again!"

"I'm afraid, you have no chance."

Along with a calm voice, Lord suddenly appeared in front of them, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent: "You are really brave to set off fireworks above my house, Loki!"