White Night looked at the aliens falling like dumplings from the sky above New York.
He suddenly missed the taste of dumplings.
It seemed like he had not eaten Chinese dumplings for a long time.
He preferred the dumplings with mushroom, corn, and meat. He cooked the dumplings casually, as long as the skin was not broken. Then, he added some chili sauce and aged vinegar …
White Night raised his head slightly and looked at the aliens that were continuously appearing from the black hole with a strange blue light at the edge. He gulped inconspicuously.
"Barton,
Go to the roof and find out the route of those guys … White.
You and Thor go up near the portal.
Stall them.
Don't let them cause too much damage until we find a way to close the portal. "
Steve looked at the situation and gave the order.
Behind him, the plane they were on was still smoking and was almost shot down by the aliens on the way to the scene.
Unfortunately, they had just met.
There was no basis for cooperation. Plus, Tony had hacked into the S.H.E.L.D. system and learned about using the Tesseract to create weapons of mass destruction.
He had no trust in S.H.E.L.D., let alone Dr. Banner, who was always afraid that Hulk would come out and cause trouble.
Fortunately, they did want to and had the ability to deal with these aliens. Soon, only White Night was left where he was.
"White?"
"How do I go up?" White Night looked at Thor who had already flown high and was shining with lightning.
"Don't you know how to fly?" Steve recalled the little information about White Night and was sure that he remembered correctly.
"No." Although he could float or fly for a short period of time,
The price was too high.
Tony's armor used fuel to propel flight.
His flying method was similar, but he used the energy in his body as fuel to generate thrust. It could only last for a short period of time before the energy "sprayed" out.
"Then we'll deal with those on the ground first and rescue those who are trapped." The situation around them was grim. Steve hurriedly left.
White Night looked around. His vision was blocked by the buildings, but he could clearly hear many sounds. The sound of gunfire, the sound of buildings collapsing, and of course, the panicked cries of people. His hearing far surpassed that of ordinary people. He pulled out Snow and walked towards the place where the cries for help were concentrated.
His figure quickly shuttled through the streets. The aliens, or more accurately, the Zetari, held energy weapons similar to firearms in their hands. They were much taller than the humans on Earth. Even if he was holding a long sword, he would still have to jump up in order to slit their throats. If he were to stab directly into the alien's body, not to mention where the vital points of this alien species were, he would easily be splashed with blood if he were to stab and pull the sword out.
How troublesome. They passed by another office building. Screams and cries for help could be heard from inside the building. Byakuya glanced at the shattered glass on the surface of the building. A few Chitauri riding on aircrafts crashed into the building. He leaped lightly and followed them in.
Anissa was an editor of a fashion magazine. She was sitting in her office drinking coffee as usual. Suddenly, she heard the sound of glass shattering. She looked up and saw a frightening scene. A few monsters that were almost as tall as her broke the glass and walked in. They held long sticks that emitted blue light in their hands. The blue light directly blasted her computer into pieces. Inside the computer was the layout of the new issue of the magazine that she had been busy with for two days.
Before Anissa could react, something even stranger happened. The monsters suddenly became shorter, and the sticks in their hands fell to the ground along with their arms. At this moment, blood seemed to have slowed down a beat as it spurted out from the cut, leaving a trail on the ground.
Anessa felt something flash in front of her, and she closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she saw a few monsters writhing on the ground with their limbs cut off. She had no idea how this happened, and she did not see anything. When her brain finally reacted to what had happened, she let out a belated scream, "Ah!"
He didn't know if he was more afraid of the aliens on the ground or more afraid of this strange thing.
White Night was still shuttling through the streets, but no one could really see him. Even when he slowed down to deal with the aliens, he would deflect the direction of his saber to make the light reflect, making it difficult for people to capture his tracks. This was a very simple matter for him.
Due to his fast movement speed, the airflow blew his short hair back. Unfortunately, he was wearing a tight-fitting combat suit made by S.H.E.L.D. for ease of combat. Otherwise, it would look even better with his fluttering sleeves.
Yes, it was the temperament of a man who would leave when the deed was done.
White Night's face was expressionless as he kept waving his saber. It was too easy to deal with the Chitauri. In his view, these guys were no different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered, so he still had time to think of something to make fun of himself.
"Hey, three more big guys have appeared. Stark has lured one away, Thor is dealing with another one, and the last one is above the 39th Street. They have set up a base there and are evacuating the people. We can't let it land there." Hawkeye's voice came from the communicator. He had been standing on a high ground to provide everyone with the situation on the battlefield.
"Big guy" referred to the Chitauri's mothership. It was huge, like a centipede that had been magnified many times. There were many Chitauri riding small aircrafts on it.
"Where's Hulk?" Even Steve's voice was a little breathless. Although a single Chitauri was nothing to them, there were too many of them, and the portal was constantly sending in troops.
"He's also dealing with one of them. They've already torn down several buildings, and I think Hulk has already turned off his communicator." Hawkeye pretended to be relaxed, but there was a hint of heaviness in his voice.
White Night looked up and found that it was in the sky not far from him. "I see it." There were tall buildings nearby, and if the mothership descended a little more, their vision would be blocked.
White Night thought for a moment, and his body rose from the ground like a cannonball. Soon, he rose more than a hundred meters before stopping. He completely violated the laws of physics and stopped at the same height as the mothership, as if he was standing on flat ground. But his body was insignificant compared to the mothership, and he didn't even know if he was one ten-thousandth of the mothership.
He held the saber with both hands and raised it. Then, he took a deep breath and swung it down.
"Can you stall for a while, I …"
Before Steve could finish his words, White Night didn't even look at the saber after swinging it. He free-fell to the ground and stood up straight on the ground. "No need."
"What do you mean?" Steve was puzzled.
"Wow." Hawkeye stood on the tall building, and his extraordinary vision allowed him to see clearly in the distance. There was no light or shadow. White Night seemed to have just made an insignificant move, and a crack appeared on the mothership. Then, it was cut in half from head to tail and fell from the sky.
Hawkeye couldn't believe what he saw. Even if Thor was not far away and attacked with lightning bolts, it was not as shocking as White Night's silent but terrible lethality. He swallowed hard and said, "Because it's already done, Captain, cut in half, clean and neat. Hey, what's this move called?"
White Night also felt a little tired after landing. Using the saber to destroy the huge mothership consumed a lot of energy. Coupled with the energy he used to fly up, he would run out of energy after a few more times.
"Name?" It was just an ordinary slash, but he had put a lot of energy into the attack, so it had a terrifying effect. Could it be that he was the kind of person who would give a simple attack that couldn't even be called a move a domineering name?
"You can call it Getsuga Tensho." White Night's voice was still calm.
"… Good name."
"Ahem, guys." There was silence on the communicator. After a while, Natasha said, "We can't go on like this. We have to find a way to close the portal."
"Although you have dealt with a lot of them, the number of Chitauri is increasing, and they are gradually spreading out." Hawkeye said, "White, do you have any ideas?" After seeing White Night's performance with his own eyes, he had great confidence in this young Asian face.
White Night was not good at group attacks. Even when he was fighting against many enemies, he used his speed to move between the enemies and assassinate them. He did not use large-scale attacks. However, the skill he developed after coming to this world was an area of effect attack. "The area of effect attack doesn't differentiate between friend and foe."
"Can you be a little more specific?"
"Open areas within a certain range will be attacked."
"That's not a problem. Almost all the people nearby have been evacuated to the basement or the subway tunnel." Steve's voice on the communicator was a little louder. "Some are still trapped in the buildings. Few are left on the streets. Can you limit the attack range to these few blocks? Almost all the enemies are concentrated here. Please."
White Night also took care of a few Chitauri as he spoke. Swinging his saber was as simple as eating and drinking. When he heard the words on the communicator, he stopped and looked up at the sky.
Soon, snow began to fall from the sky. When the snow fell on the surface of the objects, it quickly turned into ice.
The center of Manhattan was soon frozen. A layer of ice formed on the surface of the high-rise buildings. Under the sunlight, it glowed beautifully. It was as if everything was still, turning into an empty world of ice and snow.
The same was true for the Chitauri that appeared from the portal. After being frozen, they fell from the sky one by one and turned into ice crystals.
It was more like dumplings. He wanted to eat mushroom and corn dumplings. He wanted to find a Chinese restaurant with authentic taste.
"You guys deal with the portal as soon as possible." White Night rubbed his forehead, feeling a little weak. If it was just simple snow, it would be fine. If it was this kind of ultra-low temperature snow, he could not last long.
"Cool, kid, you're good. Jarvis said that the surface of Mark 7 has dropped by hundreds of degrees because of the falling snow. Fortunately, I considered the problem of low temperature when I designed the high-altitude flight," Tony said. Tony said and whistled. "Wait, Jarvis, why are we falling fast?"
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