Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

This is not good!

There should be more light in this world, the light of life that illuminates all things...

"This world has been in darkness for too long. It needs some light to appear. What do you think?" Rody said softly.

After a brief silence, Jarvis replied, "It seems that you are not going to use your identity as the Dragon King to kill the White King?"

"Yes."

A smile appeared on Roddy's expressionless face, and he snapped his fingers.

"When a hero appears, there must be background music to set off his performance. This is what Tony always told me..."

"But I think only that showy guy would always play rock music..."

"Jarvis, mobilize global satellite broadcast, target Tokyo."

"Also, choose a nice BGM and tell everyone."

"--I am coming!"

...

...

The other side of the world.

Kassel College, inside Valhalla.

The school had already sounded the alarm, and all students needed to enter the underground shelter that had been prepared and wait.

President Angers brought a group of professors to the combat command center for a meeting.

In fact, although it is called a meeting, the role they can play is limited.

At most, it would just be a temporary seizure of some mold authority and throwing a few little boys into Tokyo.

But everyone still felt unsure.

after all...

The scene displayed on the huge screen in front of them made everyone feel despair.

The white dragon, whose figure was ferocious but perfect, floated over Tokyo like a real god.

The spread dragon wings covered the sky and the sun.

Strong winds, tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanoes have all become the best backdrop for the birth of God, who controls everything in the world.

Neon's Self-Defense Forces and stationed mold fighters all took off and rumbled towards the city. Unfortunately, the third-generation fighter jets, which were more than ten meters long, were nothing compared to the kilometer-long behemoth.

The missiles were blocked by the dark hurricane before they even had a chance to get close to the white god.

Exploded with a bang...

Those little fireballs seemed to be funny.

...

Everyone present agreed that this was the most perfect creature in the world.

Nothing can be more graceful than the White King. That artistic dragon body makes people unconsciously feel nostalgic.

At the same time, even if it is tens of thousands of kilometers away.

Just by looking at the screen, the terrifying dragon power has forced many hybrids to activate their blood.

Dragon slaying now seems like a joke...

Everyone was desperate.

They were all silent, staring blankly at the god on the screen as he caused a tsunami to wreak havoc on the once prosperous metropolis.

Now...what to do?

Who else can save the world?

As time passed, hope gradually disappeared from everyone's hearts.

Only Angers, the centenarian, still insisted on standing in front of the stage. He had his hands behind his back, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, but he still looked calm and composed.

The professors were amazed that the president is the president and he can still maintain his elegance even at this moment.

But what's the use of this?

Or does the principal have some hidden tricks that he hasn't revealed yet?

For example, the Equipment Department invented a devastating super weapon that could sink Neon and kill all the gods?

Many people turned their attention to the Equipment Department.

As a result, I saw the guy with a headscarf on his head, with his butt sticking out, chatting enthusiastically with a pretty female teacher.

Even if someone patted him on the shoulder, he would be impatiently shaken off by the other party.

Waiting for people to get closer to listen to the curious...

"Since the world is about to end and humanity is about to be destroyed, come on, dear, how about we love each other until the last moment of the end of the world?"

This old bastard!

One professor kicked the other person with a dark face.

"Who attacked me?! Shame on you!!!"

...

Just as the atmosphere in the conference room was becoming more and more chaotic.

There is good news.

"Ahem, Principal, can you hear me?"

Everyone fell silent.

It was Professor Mance's voice that came from the screen.

"We found Chen Motong, she's fine now... But I'm sure you've seen the rest of what we should report, Principal, is there any way to prevent this disaster?"

Finally, the missing Chen Motong was found. This is good news.

At least it's good news when all the news is bad.

Everyone looked at Angers with hope.

I hope he can laugh out loud at the last moment, telling everyone not to worry, that he has everything under control, and see how he can turn the tables...

Ange noticed everyone's fiery gazes and had to break the silence.

"You have done a great job. Now, find a chance to leave Tokyo. The farther away the better."

"..."

"What should we do with that Dragon King?... Just ignore it?" Mans's anxious voice had a hint of electricity in it.

Angers sighed. He had been counting on Lu Mingfei...

Unfortunately, the partner who once came to us has been silent for a long time for some reason.

Now, Angers no longer felt confident.

He turned around, faced the crowd who were looking at him with hope in their eyes, and wanted to speak to comfort them, but it was extremely difficult.

Just when everyone's eyes began to darken...

A passionate piece of music suddenly sounded in the heavy atmosphere.

"Who the hell is playing music at this time?!"

Just when everyone was frightened and looking for the culprit with dark faces.

Angers eyes suddenly lit up as he listened to the music, and the tense expression on his face became much more relaxed.

Showing a helpless smile.

"he came..."

"Who's here?" The Minister of Equipment, Akadullah, rushed over and asked curiously.

But Angers' eyes were fixed on the screen in front of him.

Akadula also turned his head...

The next moment, he was shocked by the scene on the screen.

"Fuck, such a bright light..."

In the picture, the dark clouds in the sky were suddenly torn apart.

Like the sky clearing up after the rain, a glorious and bright light different from the sun shines from outside the clouds.

Lighting up the ruined city below...

...

It's not just Kassel College.

He continued to kill Deadpool like a tireless machine, and Genjitsu, who was fighting with Deadpool, also heard it.

From the streets and alleys, from the speakers that have not yet been destroyed, from the neon screens on the buildings.

"This is..."

The passionate music echoed, and Yuan Zhisheng looked shocked.

All because the music is so familiar.

At least every young person in Japan will be familiar with this song.

It represents the childhood of the past. When the music sounds, the memory seems to be pulled back to the past.

Crow was loading bullets into his submachine gun nearby. Hearing this, he raised his head, listened for a moment, and shouted excitedly.

"I know, this is Kamen Rider's music!"

But before he could finish his words, Yasha slapped him on the head, "Idiot, it's Ultraman Tiga."

"Didn't you change light when you were a kid?"