Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 162 The World-Shaking Manhattan Event (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Ah, found it. That was really difficult."

Nydy ignored Jennifer's complaints and focused solely on reading the memories, which she did manage to do so quickly.

Fortunately, we had made preparations in advance.

Matthew had set up a magical barrier that included special suppression magic against darkness.

As soon as these idiots step into the base, they will be immediately suppressed, or even locked down, preventing them from communicating with or drawing upon the darkness.

Simply put, it severed the connection between the fanatics and the darkness from the bottom up.

Even without the support of darkness, Nydy still has the base's magical barrier access, making it incredibly easy for her to read memories.

After reading the memories, a look of solemnity flashed across Nydy's delicate face, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn it!"

She stood up and turned sharply around.

Bucky, wearing power armor, walked up to her.

"Is it serious?"

"This is extremely serious." Nydy sensed the gravity of the situation and said in a low voice, "Casillas is going to open a portal to hell in Manhattan, New York."

"Thus, they unleash demons, summon demons to turn the earth into a hell, and they intend to sacrifice the souls of the entire city to build a permanent gate to hell."

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"Can Casillas do it?"

Bucky was equally shocked by Nydy's words, as were the warriors of both chapters, but everyone remained silent.

Everyone disciplined themselves, telling themselves that they had to remain calm in this situation.

Nydy shook her head: "He can't do it himself, but from this guy's memories, Kaecilius is very confident, so it should be related to Dormammu."

"The creatures that have appeared in other parts of the world are just appetizers, drawing us and a portion of Kamar-Taj's power."

"The real destination is Manhattan."

"And I think it might have already started over there."

As Nydy was speaking, sure enough, she, Bucky, Kara, Melina, and the others received a message from the Information Department through their satellite earpieces.

"There's something unusual happening in Manhattan. Kamar-Taj says there's a very strong surge of dark magic energy there, and we've also noticed a sharp increase in 911 calls in Manhattan. Surveillance footage shows a large number of people seemingly being affected."

"There have been numerous violent incidents, but so far there have been no casualties."

"Rachel, Chapter Leader Natasha, and the twelve arcane mages of Kamar-Taj have traveled to Manhattan to prevent violence."

"They need support on their end."

The moment the message arrived, Nydy immediately looked at the senior executives without hesitation: "We have to move out immediately."

"Can."

Bucky and Melina nodded immediately.

As for Kara, she spoke up instead, saying, "I'll stay and oversee the overall situation."

The number of people here is neither more nor less than her.

She can stay in the rear and mobilize resources and forces in New York. If needed, she can instantly deploy manpower to coordinate with the two major battle groups.

Of course, this is a time of crisis.

She would not mobilize this armed force casually if the situation was still under control.

"it is good."

Nydy was about to open the portal to Manhattan, New York, but she suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some inexplicable force interfering with it, preventing her from opening it.

Just as Nydy frowned.

Sparks suddenly flew from the air in front of them, forming a huge circle large enough to accommodate seven or eight people side by side, and several meters high.

Nydy immediately realized that it was the BOSS who had made his move.

The BOSS was indeed paying close attention.

"GO, GO, GO."

As soon as the portal appeared, it seemed to be a street, where many people could be seen running around in a panic, and screams, car horns, roars, and cries could be heard.

Bucky immediately strode out without hesitation, followed closely by the other soldiers.

After everyone had entered the portal, it slowly disappeared.

Kara was left alone.

Kara's gaze swept over the Witchheart Demon, who had been watching the show. The latter's expression hardened, and he raised both hands, one of which held a long cup, looking quite comical.

"I'm very honest," Wu Xinmo said, looking obedient.

Kara smiled, glanced at the four unconscious fanatics on the ground, drew her energy gun from her waist, and pulled the trigger.

Manhattan, New York, can be considered the city's financial center.

It is also an area where crime is rampant.

Heaven and hell are one.

It's ironic that the rich and the poor live in Manhattan.

However, that night, Manhattan was struck by a terrible disaster, with both the rich and the poor suffering the most horrific attack of their lives.

They all saw something that shouldn't have been there.

demon.

At night, the streetlights of New York City, which never sleeps, are bright, but in the sky there is a huge window that no one pays attention to.

A massive vortex formed by black and purple swirling around, and at the center of the vortex was a scarlet world, from which came terrifying roars and shrieks.

One after another, hideous demons burst in through the window.

With a greedy, maniacal laugh, it charged down toward Manhattan to hunt its sweet and delicious prey.

None of the demons could believe that they would one day be able to come to Earth.

The demons didn't think about the reasons; they just wanted to taste the delicious food.

Whether it's flesh and blood or soul.

Unfortunately, the moment they stepped onto Earth, death came with them.

Then, terrifying beams of orange-yellow or azure-blue energy poured down from the ground into the sky like a torrential rain.

The dense beams of energy struck the demons' bodies, instantly piercing them through.

And it is very accurate, with very few misses.

Of course, the sheer number of demons was overwhelming, blotting out the sky, making it impossible to hit anything.

Corpses rained down from the sky.

It crashed onto buildings, onto streets, and onto cars.

A hunting party turned into a massacre.

The demons were astonished to discover that two extremely terrifying teams had appeared on the ground.

On one side were warriors clad in heavy, ancient, and sacred armor, and on the other side was a group of about a hundred women dressed in overcoats.

These armored warriors, mostly in squads of two or three, used a very standard combat formation to cover every corner of Manhattan in response to the demons' attacks.

They are the most violent army, their heavy armor able to withstand any attack, not even the black magic or bewitching of demons can cause them any harm.

The women, dressed in trench coats and combat gear, became the most beautiful sight.

They are elegant assassins, the sharpest daggers. Though few in number, they can precisely weave through the battlefield of Manhattan, working alongside armored warriors to slaughter demons while protecting innocent civilians, and targeting criminals who choose crime out of fear.

This night was destined to shock the world.

The names Astartes and Raven will resonate throughout the world.