Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

"Another small fish? But your flesh looks like it's top-quality."

"Bring it on! You'll die a glorious death!"

Garen raised his broadsword and scoffed.

This caused Deep Sea King to completely ignore Peter Parker and focus his attention on Garen first.

"Go, Mr. Garen!"

Peter Parker, who had seen Galen on television, sent his support from afar.

As the commander of the Demacian legion, Garen's bravery on the battlefield and his resolute and muscular appearance always attract the respect and admiration of many.

It's obvious that Peter Parker, who is currently just an amateur hero, is a big fan of Garen.

"Charge!"

A glow emanated from Garen, increasing his speed by 30%.

Wielding his broadsword, he fearlessly charged towards the Deep Sea King.

"I'll beat you into a cookie!"

Without any intention of defending, Deep Sea King threw a heavy punch at Garen head-on.

A force of three thousand tons, hitting head-on, is no joke; it's a blow powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

As a spectator, Peter Parker saw that Garen had no intention of dodging and anxiously gave him a warning.

"Mr. Garen, watch out!"

"Demacia!"

Garen roared, as if bolstering his courage.

A faint golden shield appeared on the surface of his body, which would reduce the damage he received by 60% for the next five minutes.

Even so, if it hits you, you'd have to withstand a force of 1,200 tons.

However, thanks to her robust physique comparable to a demon-level calamity, her heavy armor that can resist magic, and her innate rapid recovery ability.

Garen was fearless and intended to end the battle head-on!

"boom--"

"Wow--"

A powerful punch landed squarely on Garen, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Garen's broadsword landed on Deepsea King's arm, severing it at the root.

"Never waver!"

"You bastard! I'm angry!"

Both sides were tough and resilient, and after a 'friendly' exchange of blows, their rage levels reached their peak.

Garen, like a spinning windmill, swung his broadsword, continuously inflicting damage on the Deep Sea King's body.

With one arm severed and completely consumed by rage, Deep Sea King disregarded his injuries and unleashed a ferocious attack with his other arm.

The two sides then engaged in a brutal brawl in the most primitive way.

It's all about who can't hold on any longer and falls to the ground first.

Accept the sanctions!

His face was covered in blood, some of his own and some of the Deep Sea King's.

Garen let out a roar like a wild beast, symbolizing the man's unwavering determination.

"Demacia—Justice!"

"boom!!!"

A golden greatsword materialized in mid-air, exuding boundless majesty.

It plunged downwards suddenly, and there was no way to dodge it; the only option was to take the hit with your body.

With fear etched in his eyes, the Deep Sea King took the brunt of the powerful attack head-on...

Chapter 45 Target: Wakanda, New York Sanctum!

"Demacia—Justice!"

The great sword, imbued with boundless power, coalesced in mid-air.

Almost everyone in New York could see this visually striking attack.

Not far from New York City, in the suburbs, lies a ranch that seems to be completely devoid of any deep-sea monsters.

"Click——"

Feeling the familiar power, and the strong man who was comparable to Garen, he involuntarily crushed the steel in his hand.

He was dressed in dark black heavy armor, draped in a bright red cloak, and had a scar above his right eye.

A huge, jet-black battle axe was placed beside him.

He exuded the aura of a tough soldier, and ordinary people who got close to him would be so overwhelmed by his domineering presence that they could hardly speak.

Darius, the Hand of Noxus!

As Garen's nemesis, he is a member of the Noxian Legion and a boss that was summoned by Zhao Chen through the 'Special Summon' of Tremor Tornado.

When it comes to the symbol of Noxian power, no one in the entire empire is more suitable than Darius, a seasoned commander.

In Noxus, there is no distinction between noble and poor; as long as you have enough power, you can climb to a high enough position.

Darius, originally a commoner, rose from obscurity to become the "Hand of Noxus" by relying on his formidable strength and achieving great feats on the battlefield.

With his battle axe, he cleaved through the bodies of countless enemies, including some of his own Noxian comrades.

He never doubted the justice he was upholding, never hesitated after raising his battle axe, and never showed mercy to anyone.

On the battlefield, he was a tough soldier!

He had fought dozens of battles with Garen, the legion commander of the Demacian city-state, with both sides winning by a margin of 50/50.

Darius originally thought that now that he had come to this new world, he would no longer be able to fight his old rival.

It seems the feud between Demacia and Noxus is far from over.

"Has Garen also come to this world?"

"Big brother!"

Outside the cabin, a burly man who looked similar to Darius walked straight in.

Wearing eye-catching clothing, carrying two throwing axes in his hands.

He is Darius's younger brother—Draven, the Glorious Executioner!

"What's wrong, Draven?"

"The commander has surveyed the world and is now issuing a summons. Noxus's conquest of the world is about to begin!"

"Is war about to begin, Garen? I hope you can bring me some fun again."

Darius stood up, took the battle axe beside him, and said in a deep voice.

While the Noxian army is warlike, it is by no means mindless; intelligence is always of paramount importance.

Therefore, after arriving in this world, the Noxian army did not launch an offensive immediately, but instead spent some time collecting a lot of information about this world.

Only now, after confirming that all information has been collected, do they plan to begin their world conquest.

Where is our first destination?

"In a place that appears poor, yet harbors hidden secrets."

Draven took out a world map and stopped his finger on a location in East Africa.

The name of this country is none other than Wakanda!

.........

[League of Legends] Headquarters, President's Office.

At this moment, Zhao Chen, the president of the guild, was leisurely playing Chinese chess with Aizen Sousuke.

Even though Aizen Sousuke was a beginner, his exceptional intelligence allowed him to quickly grasp the essence of this board game, engaging in a fierce and evenly matched battle with Zhao Chen, who had practiced for many years.

It won't be long before he can crush Zhao Chen in Chinese chess.

"This power... Has Garen already dealt with Deep Sea King?"

"This battle has come to an end."

Aizen Sousuke placed the last piece and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

The commander of his own Chessboard Mountain has been checkmated by Zhao Chen's 'chariot'.

"No need for heroes of A rank or higher to appear. This time, it is estimated that all heroes have been farmed to a level that is commensurate with their strength."

"Once the Deep Sea King is defeated, Joan of Arc should be able to easily deal with the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"By the way, Aizen, have you noticed where Annie went?"