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章節 1311: Chapter 892 Glittering Stars (37)_1

Although the military had kept the death of Iron Man and Captain America under wraps, an intense sense of impending crisis still swept across New York. Even ordinary people who were ignorant of the truth felt a certain signal looking at the gloomy New York sky.

Inside the headquarters of the New Warriors Team, Nightingale was sorting out his weapons, whilst Fungi Man stood next to him, frowning, "Are you really planning on going out? Don't forget, those who attacked us are still looking for us."

Fungi Man sighed, "Last time, I was spotted by reporters from the Daily Bugle, just for going out shopping. My photo was wildly circulated, and my true identity was revealed. My family, friends and teachers all called me with questions, but I couldn't answer them..."

With a look of anguish, Fungi Man closed his eyes, "I've been having nightmares these last few days, I'm sure you have too. If you go out now, things may not only not get better, we might come under more attacks..."

However, Nightingale was busy wiping his arrows, "But we must strike. Don't forget why the New Warriors Team was established in the first place. We're not here to perform in TV shows, we're not actors!"

"Now, with Spider Man dead, Captain America missing, and Iron Man not in New York, the absence of these three superheroes has shattered many people's confidence. They believe they cannot handle the super villains."

"We can't rely on the police. The New York Police Department is made of ordinary people. Even if they possess some firepower, how could they handle super villains like Nitro and Cold Heart? It's not their job. They don't have the abilities, hence they have no responsibility."

Nightingale looked at Fungi Man, "But we do. So, we must act."

"If there's anything I've learned from past events, it's that no matter what the rumours say, we shouldn't let them hold us back."

"What if we hadn't shivered in fear in the base and had continued doing good to clarify things, or just honed our skills? Maybe Captain America wouldn't have died."

Fungi Man's gripping fists trembled, he stuttered, "He always appears in my dreams. I clearly remember the last thing he mouthed before he died was for us to get away. I really..."

Fungi Man started to shake all over, while Nightingale glanced at the rest of the team who were still playing cards inside the base, "The team I've put so much effort into building, maybe it's time for us to break up."

"This period has finally made me realize, this isn't a game, it's a life-and-death struggle."

"What we've seen in those videos of Spider Man easily defeating villains, behind his antics and wisecracks, lies an unimaginable determination."

"Therefore, we must act." Nightingale gripped his bow tightly, "Take on their responsibilities, fulfill their unaccomplished duties, battle against those evil forces hiding in the dark that ordinary people can't handle, until every last drop of our blood is shed."

Fungi Man swallowed and said, "Regardless, I will stay. I hope I can live up to the name of 'New Warriors' and justify Captain America's actions of sacrificing his life for us."

Nightingale glanced at the computer screen beside him, "Recently, there have been frequent disappearances in New York. I don't think it's a coincidence. I've traced the trails of some peculiar creatures. I suspect they're vampires."

"Vampires?" Fungi Man wrinkled his brow and said, "After the battle on the Brooklyn Bridge, weren't they wiped out? ...Wait a second, it seems a group of vampires escaped, but they haven't been seen for a while...why would they suddenly..."

"Do you think the deaths of Spider Man and Captain America were accidents?" Nightingale asked Fungi Man, who then fell silent, some words left unsaid.

Nightingale continued, "One crisis after another, key figures dying one after another, evil organizations that were already on their decline re-emerging, could all these incidents really be a coincidence?"

"Or could some lurking force just waiting for the right moment have finally made its move?" Nightingale took a deep breath, grabbed his compound bow on the table, "Get ready. Perhaps, another great battle is about to begin."

With his voice still echoing, the chill wind at night swept across every corner of every street in New York, and a shrill scream like a sharp sword crossed the sky and pierced into the cloud layer, under the extraordinarily bright moonlight.

People found that the stars in the sky started twinkling. Perhaps it was not the stars fading and brightening, but some flying creatures blocking the starlight.

Their dark wings and sharp fangs made everyone who saw them scream in fright.

"Vampires! They're vampires!!"

"The bats are back! Quick! Call the police!!"

"Vampires have reappeared in large numbers near New York! They intend to attack the city again!!"

"A name's being circulated amongst them, I heard it, I heard...it's...Dracula! The progenitor of vampires, Dracula!!!"

At the New York Police Department, George grabbed his pistol and as he stepped outside said, "Everyone get ready, those damn bats are back!"


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章節 1312: Chapter 892, Bright Stars (37)_2

When he walked out onto the street and looked up at the sky, countless bats flew overhead, their shadows cascading across his face.

George's face became impossibly heavy, he muttered under his breath, "They're back...and this time, we don't have a savior."

"Matt, grab your gear, let's go." Blade Warrior Eric entered the Avengers' base and told Matt, "Let's see what Dracula has up his sleeve. Has he lived so long that his brain has rusted? He dares to invade New York."

Matt had just hung up his phone. He said, "I mentioned before, I found some promising young people in Hell's Kitchen. Some of them are mutants, not too powerful, and others are ordinary people who gained powers from various accidents."

"I've trained them for a while now. It's time they had some real-world experience. Tony always stopped me from sending these youngsters into battle, but we all know that those powerful superheroes couldn't always be here. We have to learn to protect ourselves."

As the Blade Warrior headed toward the exit, his words echoed in the room, "It's a little late to start now. Iron Man, Captain America, and Spider Man have guarded New York flawlessly."

"People here have been secure for too long. They've forgotten how dangerous this world can be. Now it's time for us to pay the price."

The moonlight shifted once again. In a pitch-black prison, a figure was curled up in a dimly lit cell. Looking through a small window above, he saw flocks of bats swooping past.

He lowered his head and looked at his now clean, fair arm. There was no trace of blood, but he could still see it there—blood and bits of viscera. He had crushed the soul of a true hero.

Clothed in a prison uniform, Speedball started to tremble uncontrollably. He felt his mind gradually fragmenting, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

The steel bed nearby began to shake ceaselessly, the iron bars on the window twisted, and a look of terror spread across the jailers' faces.

The young man, who could manipulate kinetic energy fields, had become almost omnipotent, as he began to seriously consider what his powers could do.

More and more lights came on, and more and more people were awakened. Panic began to spread.

Inside the office where the generals and politicians were gathered, everyone looked as if they were at death's door. Now they finally understood the meaning of "misfortunes never come singly."

The general's hand trembled slightly as he stood up, "Quickly mobilize personnel and equipment to protect New York. New York cannot be destroyed..."

"But first, we need to deal with Shiller! We only have three days. If we spend it resisting the vampires, then we... then we..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what he meant.

If vampires invaded New York, it would be ordinary people who would die. Unless they destroyed all of New York, they couldn't reach the conference room where the vampires' target was.

However, Shiller wouldn't bother with ordinary people. He was coming for them.

Three days is a limited time. Manpower and equipment are also limited. If they were assigned to deal with the vampires, to protect the ordinary citizens of New York, then they'd undoubtedly run out of time. They wouldn't have time to revive these superheroes, nor be able to deal with Shiller. At that point, they would be the ones to die.

But if they spent their time looking for a way to resurrect the superheroes first and dealt with Shiller, they might be able to use the resurrected superheroes to deal with the vampires. Maybe that way, they could achieve both ends.

The only problem was that, during the time they spent seeking a revival, ordinary people, practically defenseless, would suffer heavy casualties.

Just then, a communication officer walked in, saluted, and said, "A call from the President, sir."

As he finished speaking, he turned on the speakerphone of his mobile phone. The President's voice came through, saying, "At all costs, repel the vampires and protect New York."

"I don't care what you're thinking, what you're going to deal with. The choice in your heads now will only bring you closer to Shiller Rodriguez's slaughter."

With that, the call was ended. The general forcefully slapped the table and shouted angrily, "What does he know! Just another damn politician! All he cares about is votes, votes, votes! Why doesn't he think that if we can't deal with Shiller, we will only die faster!"

One of the politicians coughed and said, "The President has always been like this. He has to answer to the public. But we are more professional in making decisions. We are responsible for the whole country..."

"We absolutely cannot let that madman brainwash us or kill us. Otherwise, the whole country will stop functioning! My suggestion is not to divert manpower to deal with the vampires but to stick to our plan!"

"I agree!" Another general raised his hand and said, "The plan is already halfway done. We've already discovered the Obelisk is constantly sending out signals that may be pointing to the Kree. Once we can resurrect the superheroes, we can rely on them..."

"We allocate so much funding and weaponry to the police every year for this very moment! They should fulfill their duty!" Another person chimed in, "Isn't that why they became police officers?"

"I..." Ross tried to voice his agreement but suddenly felt something surreal about the whole situation.

His goal has always been to save the world. If the Hulk threatened the world, he would stop the Hulk. If Shiller threatened the world, he would stop Shiller.

Whether he joined the Tartu faction or used the faction's power to eradicate the mutants and deal with the monsters, he believed everything he did was for the future of humanity.

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly found it hard to say the words. 'Give up on ordinary people'- the phrase was so short yet so long.

Ross took a deep breath, choosing to stay silent. Still, the atmosphere in the office became heated.

"We are responsible for the whole country, and reasonable sacrifices are necessary! We are doing this for the future of humanity!"

"The President doesn't understand. He's only after public opinion and votes. If we now divert forces to protect ordinary people, that would bring us one step closer to Shiller's slaughter!"

"We have always used our foresight and wisdom to pave the way for this country, and we have made countless correct decisions. This time will be no different..."

"Issue the orders. Have all the agents continue with the plan. The military shouldn't move yet to ensure we have enough manpower in case we have to confront Shiller directly…"

"Stop him! For the future of humanity!"

"For the future of humanity…"

Old General Davis, who had walked out of the room, turned towards the moonlight streaming in through a hallway window.

At that moment, the clouds had dispersed, making the moonlight extraordinarily bright. The galaxy overhead was incredibly radiant.

His aged voice reverberated in the hallway, like a train that had reached its final stop. The carriage and wheels have rusted, but the shudders from a past era have yet to cease.

"Only now do I realize that perhaps those who once missed you were truly the ones bearing the future of humanity in their hearts."


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