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At least for now, everyone only recognizes the figure of the super-rich Tony Stark.

And the National Guard, which has begun to assemble, is conducting counterattacks against the Chitauri in the streets. Although their efforts are not very effective, they are at least currently fulfilling their mission to ensure the safety of the citizens.

After all, even the Black Lives Matter gangs were out on the streets of New York, carrying out rescue operations; the National Guard couldn't afford to lag too far behind.

"This is your way! Sending countless people to their deaths! But you're unwilling to exchange a so-called super weapon for the help of a god?" Hill roared at the five large screens in front of him, almost slamming his fist on the table.

"What are you going to do next?" Hill asked in a deep voice, looking at the five faces of the Security Council members. "Send a nuclear bomb to Manhattan Island? Disregard the millions of people living there?"

"Watch your attitude! Director Hill, you're just the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., we can replace you with someone else," an old woman said to Hill without any mercy.

Hill was somewhat exasperated by their attitude and could only shrug, indicating he was resigned to his fate. "You guys do what you want," he thought. "Send the nuclear bomb to Manhattan Island, and let Diana clean up everything."

I'm really tired.

"Now, we don't want your attitude; we need you to give me a solution."

“I gave it to you, but you didn’t accept it,” Hill said with a smile to the Security Council representative in front of him, but the smile seemed indifferent.

"Give her the space carrier!" a dark-haired man finally said to Hill.

Hill then perked up and looked at the people in front of him: "Are you sure you can do this? I don't want you to make me the one who lost the pinnacle of technological achievement in the end."

The Security Council member was no longer bothered by Hill's sarcastic remarks.

If it weren't for the divine presence on Manhattan Island that deterred any rash actions, the UN Security Council would have already ordered a nuclear strike. Any sacrifice would be worthwhile if it could stop an alien invasion. It would only result in the disappearance of millions of people, having no impact on global security.

But now, sending nuclear bombs would only make humanity more insecure, and could even be said to completely destroy humanity's last possible defenses.

Hill could only lament that things never reached the point of regret, that he didn't suddenly realize why he hadn't given the prototype to Diana in the first place. They already possessed the technology to build space carriers and could produce many more at any time, yet they were unwilling to give the prototype to someone who could have completely resolved this crisis.

“There’s already resistance going on in New York City. We don’t need to compromise with that woman,” a white-haired man said firmly to the member who had spoken earlier. “We just need to wait for everything to come to an end, give those guys a mere honorary award, and then it will all be over.”

This is what he really wanted to say: the insignificant medals and titles of honor are far superior to the hundreds of billions or even trillions of dollars invested in aerospace carriers.

Everything that's happening at S.H.I.E.L.D. Trisculpt has not yet affected the current battlefield in New York.

“Hey Stark, doesn’t that woman want to come and help out?” Steve smashed a Chitauri’s head with his shield, then pressed the communicator Stark had given them.

“I suggest you speak properly. Otherwise, why do you think the gangsters would come out to help evacuate the crowds? Are they getting paid for it?” Tony retorted to Steve without any mercy. Although he didn’t know why Diana was unwilling to step forward, he knew that without Diana, there would definitely be thousands more corpses on the New York battlefield right now.

"I think you'd be better off killing more of these guys right now," Thor shouted from the other side, his Mjolnir smashing Chitauri in half and turning them into charred pieces.

"Can someone get me some arrows?" another voice rang out. It was Clint, whose quiver was completely empty.

Right now, he's just a super agent with strong fighting skills.

“No problem, ready for a ride?” Tony’s voice rang out, then he added, “Hulk, I have a surprise for you!”

As it spoke, it used the golden and red figures as bait, luring the giant Leviathan to rush towards the green behemoth.

"I don't think this is any surprise at all." Hawkeye was completely baffled by Tony's current actions, especially since this guy wanted to take him to get the new arrows.

"Hold on tight!" Tony shouted as he grabbed Hawkeye.

Then a green giant leaped high into the air and slammed into Leviathan's head.

"Alas!"

Chapter 114 People who court death deserve no sympathy

At this moment, New York could be described as a living hell, with dismembered bodies littering the streets and people trampled to death by the chaotic crowds during the evacuation.

The corpses of the demon-like Chitauri transformed the once bustling and beautiful Manhattan into a bloody and cruel painting, presented to the eyes of everyone in the world.

When Kingpin's men, the National Guard, and the NYPD simultaneously began evacuating the crowd, no one felt it was a violation of their human rights anymore.

In present-day New York, there is a temporary absence of the notion of justice and evil. Any force that can help reduce casualties in New York is considered an aid. Even the NYPD and gangs, who once drew their guns against each other, are no longer hostile. Instead, they have united to evacuate people from the current hellish state of Manhattan.

However, no matter where you are, there will always be some idiots whose brains have been kicked by a donkey.

Some people were actually chanting slogans welcoming the end of the world as they marched toward Manhattan, and there were quite a few of them.

They were clearly those who had been brainwashed by so-called cults. Instead of following the evacuation orders sent by various forces, they were single-mindedly heading towards Manhattan.

It was clear that these people were determined not to shoot at them or let them into Manhattan, even though the evacuation crew was working on it.

Therefore, they acted without restraint.

Besides, even if they get into Manhattan, so what? Aren't there still those superheroes standing in their way? If they're in danger, can't they come back to save them?

With this mindset, they became exceptionally unrestrained.

Someone even approached one of Kingpin's gunmen and, with his black face, started spewing trash talk at him. The gunman nearly pulled out his pistol and blew the gunman's head off.

But a nearby NYPD officer, sensing the danger, firmly held the gunman back from drawing his weapon and shook his head. Even though he desperately wanted to shoot the chattering young Black man, it was clear now wasn't the time; firing would only cause greater chaos.

The gunman could only stare intently at Xiao Hei, imprinting that face completely into his mind. After this turmoil was over, this guy would definitely die!

At that moment, everyone's headsets were connected to the same channel.

“This is Diana Prince. I know you’re having some trouble right now, and I have a solution for you.” Diana’s voice rang in the earpieces of all the men who were carrying out the evacuation.

All of this is thanks to Jarvis, the super artificial intelligence from Stark.

As members of the Insightful, all Insightful can use Jarvis, only with different levels of authority.

Diana is now using her authority to bring all those involved in the evacuation into the same sphere.

No one was speaking; everyone was listening to Diana's method. And they all knew what kind of person this woman who called herself Diana was—a superhuman with absolute power.

Diana may not be their boss, superior, or leader now, but her words carry more weight than those guys do now.

“Put those guys in Manhattan.” Diana’s words were completely devoid of emotion, as if she were saying something like herding a bunch of pigs into a slaughterhouse.

"Madam, what did you say?" an officer who was struggling to fend off those rushing towards the defensive line said into his earpiece.

"Let them in, and say it was my order."

“Diana, I think you understand what you’re saying. These people going back in might not survive.” George Stacy, a senior police superintendent in the New York Police Department, was also present at the scene.

He simply couldn't understand why Diana would say such a thing. Manhattan wasn't even fully evacuated yet, and she was sending these guys in to their deaths.

"I know perfectly well that they will only waste your resources. Let them in and let them embrace the future they want." It was that same emotionless voice, yet it always sent a chill down your spine.

George wanted to say something more, but the obvious disconnection tone in his earpiece clearly told them that the woman would no longer answer the question.

"Hehe, please come in."

The quickest to respond were Kingpin's gang members, who even gave the guys a rather disdainful smile and then ignored them completely.

I was already annoyed with them, but I was only preventing them from entering Manhattan because of my boss's orders. Now?

The boss's boss has spoken, what else is there to say?

George watched all of this, completely unable to comprehend it.

He wanted these guys to stop. Although he hated them too, as a New York police officer, he absolutely didn't want such a tragedy to happen before his eyes.

But he couldn't do it; some people even spat at him and cursed him loudly.

He said he just didn't want them to face the real world.

George wanted to say something, but he could only open his mouth and no words came out.

Turn around and leave to help those areas that lack manpower and continue evacuating people.

Meanwhile, the superheroes fighting in Manhattan also noticed the group of guys shouting about welcoming the real world and the apocalypse.

"Why were people allowed in?" Tony asked Jarvis from inside his armor.

“Ms. Diana had me tune all the headsets of the people involved in the evacuation to the same channel, and then had them put in.”

"Why?" Tony really didn't understand what the woman was thinking.

“Captain, do you need to come over and get these guys out of here? I think you're the most famous one here.” Clint drew his bow and shot an arrow, hitting a Chitauri.

He then pressed the microphone button and spoke to Steve.

Captain America, Steve Rogers, didn't have time to reply; he was running in the direction the group had come from.

He hoped to persuade these guys to return to safety, but before he could even get there, he was blown away by an alien grenade thrown by a Chitauri.

Although he used his vibranium shield to block it, Steve was still a little dizzy from the fall.

At this moment, the procession also faced the Chitauri people who looked like demons.

The Chitauri wouldn't have any such thoughts; they were, in themselves, weapons used by Thanos to clean up planets.

Weapons do not need ideas.

Blue beams of light began to sweep mercilessly through the crowd, requiring absolutely no aiming. With such a large group of people standing there, the Chitauri didn't need to bother aiming at all.

The group of people were like stalks of wheat, and the weapons in the hands of the Chitauri were their sickles.

“Diana, I think you need to give me an explanation.” Tony dialed Diana’s number, and he was on the verge of exploding.

His true purpose in being a hero was to protect, not to let these unarmed people be slaughtered.

“I just gave them what they wanted,” Diana said indifferently. “They wanted this result, so I let them see it for themselves.”

Chapter 115 The Angel Descends

Tony was stunned; he never expected Diana to say something so bluntly.

“I know you think I’m a cold-blooded guy right now, but have you thought about how much manpower these people are using up, and how many people could those manpower have been used to evacuate?” Diana didn’t question her decision at all.

They wasted manpower and resources there, indirectly causing the deaths of far more innocent people than they themselves. It would be better to let them truly fulfill their wish and go see the Chitauri.

See the real world they talk about, and the apocalypse they yearn for.

Tony did not answer Diana's question, but Jarvis in the armor had already calculated that the civilians who died at the hands of the Chitauri were indirectly caused by these guys' recklessness.

The final result was exactly as Diana had predicted.

But Tony's silence doesn't mean others will remain silent, like Steve, who is now slowly waking up.

"They're civilians too! You're sending them to their deaths!" Steve, true to his Captain America nickname "Steve Loves Civility," didn't know what Diana had said to Tony, but he knew Tony's silence meant he believed Diana's actions were right. If that right meant sending people to their deaths, he would absolutely not agree.

Just like before.

Diana's hearing was sharp enough that she heard what Steve said, but unfortunately, she didn't want to say anything to that guy. Especially since, in the beginning, there wasn't even a place for him to sit in the Insightful position.

Diana decisively hung up the phone; Tony would understand. He wasn't an absolute old-fashioned person, and the current situation didn't allow them any hesitation.