Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"I finally found you."

Qi Lin, the valiant galactic sniper, nestled in Lin Yan's arms like a little girl. Since Lin Yan vanished without a trace, Qi Lin had been searching for him. The solar system defense line was continuously being improved based on the plans left behind by Lin Yan.

Ultimately, it became an unbreakable defensive line.

It is estimated that neither the known universe nor the currently invading void forces will be able to break through it in the next hundreds of millions of years.

The only thing that worried Qi Lin was Lin Yan.

She thought about it day and night, and lost her appetite.

[Ding, host successfully summoned using 'Summoning Ability'.]

[Summoning Target: Qi Lin.]

[Qilin, from the world of Super Gods, possesses a [Divine Punishment] weapon, is known as the 'Galaxy Sniper,' and has a third-generation divine body.]

"Angel Yan."

Qi Lin, whose emotions had finally calmed down, seemed to feel a burning sensation on her back.

She slowly turned around and met Angel Yan's eyes, and was even more astonished. Why was Angel Yan by Lin Yan's side, and dressed so beautifully?

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"Angel...Yan."

Qi Lin gazed at Angel Yan, who seemed to have stepped out of a painting, with her slender figure, delicate face, and aloof eyes all strikingly similar.

Could it really be Angel Yan?

……

at the same time.

Iron Man Tony Stark has been sleepless for several days, staring at the television screen with dark circles under his eyes.

A strange pattern appeared on the television screen: ten interlocking rings forming a large circle, with two crossed knives in the center.

The screen changes.

A strangely dressed man, wearing black sunglasses, strolled leisurely with his hands behind his back. Beside him knelt rows of trembling people, bound hand and foot.

Rows of dark gun barrels were pointed at these innocent people.

The strangely dressed person was Mandarin.

He spoke slowly.

"Some people call me a terrorist, but I consider myself a mentor."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than gunshots rang out, and innocent people fell one after another into pools of blood. They were still Mandarin's bargaining chips for external demonstrations, a sign of his contempt for the mysterious.

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Against a backdrop of desolation and barrenness, the thugs, armed with guns, cheered and celebrated, while Mandarin slowly walked away into the distance.

Mandarin made a provocative gesture towards the camera.

"President Ellis, you've always refused to accept my guidance. But now you have no choice but to listen obediently... You know who I am, but you don't know where I am, and you can never predict my arrival..."

"Looks like our signal is back. Let's take a look together..."

The Man Dalin incident has spread throughout the country, with major media outlets vying to report on it. They all believe that this crisis poses a significant challenge to the nation.

"The entire country is on high alert."

"To date, all search operations for Mandarin have failed."

……

"Our cabinet's proactive response to this terrorist incident is the latest invention of an anti-terrorism guardian, which we know is Colonel Rhodes."

The president responded to Mandarin's threats and vowed to eliminate terrorists.

Other media outlets, however, seemed unimpressed by the president's move, and a barrage of mockery followed.

"The design hasn't changed, but it's been painted red, white, and blue, and renamed Steel Patriot. I think that's too childish."

Inside a bar, Stark's expression was grave.

Sitting opposite him was Colonel Roddy, the 'Iron Patriot' whom the media had ridiculed.

"What exactly happened? This Mandarin."

Stark also made a joke about the title 'Iron Patriot', but he quickly got back to the main topic.

"Seriously, can you tell me about him?"

Colonel Roddy glanced around cautiously a few times, then lowered his voice and said, "These are all strictly confidential, Tony."

"Okay, nine explosions, but the public only knows about three. The key issue is that no one is looking for the equipment used to fire them, or any projectile fragments."

Roddy's tone was full of helplessness.

This is precisely what frustrates the relevant departments the most: without finding bomb fragments, they cannot analyze the situation or formulate response policies.

The situation is very passive.

“I can help. I have a bunch of new gadgets, auto-navigation armor, and I even have a bomb disposal unit... I can catch explosives in mid-air.”

Stark was even somewhat excited.

He actively promoted his latest invention.

Colonel Roddy, however, remained grave. "How long has it been since you slept? Everyone is worried about you, and I am too."

The two even started arguing.

At that moment, Happy, Stark's driver and bodyguard, made a video call.

“She, Miss Pepper, is meeting a wealthy, handsome scientist. I didn’t recognize him, so I pulled up his file. Aldridge Killian, we’ve met this guy before, at that scientific conference in ’99.”

"In Switzerland."

Yes, it's right there.

“They were discussing serious matters at first, but now they’re looking at… his brain… Pepper is very happy.” Happy kept a close eye on the guy.

continued,

“This guy is suspicious, and he’s with a shifty-looking fellow… I have to investigate this suspicious guy, follow him, check his license plate, even if it causes a huge uproar.”

While Happy was talking enthusiastically, Stark cut off the video call.

Inside the Stark Industries building.

Aldridge Killian spoke fluently, revealing a complete transformation from his younger self, becoming confident and poised.

Potts declined Killian's offer, but the latter seemed unwilling to give up.

“We’ll meet again, Pepper.”

Happy watched Killian's car drive away, a confident expression on his face. He was sure he would get to the bottom of this.

His gut feeling was that there was something wrong with this Aldridge Killian.

As night fell, Happy successfully located the person he was monitoring: Eric Savin, a man close to Killian.

He was furtively making a deal with a man who had received a mysterious box.

Happy walked towards the man, casually bumping into him. Small, silver objects spilled from the box. Happy grabbed one without the man noticing.

Eric Saviny copied Happy's move exactly.

"Hey buddy, watching a romantic drama alone on a romantic night?"

“Yes, the movie is called ‘The Party’s Over.’ It stars you and the drug-addicted girl. Here’s the movie ticket.” Happy held up the evidence.

"Just kidding, that's not yours."

Eric Savin's face was grim, and his eyes sharpened, seemingly concealing boundless killing intent.

Happy didn't panic at this moment.

He, Happy, was Stark's bodyguard, albeit a former one. And he was confident in his own abilities, particularly his footwork.

Now, he's going to show this scheming guy how powerful his former Iron Man bodyguard is.

"Punch me."

Happy threw a punch at Eric Savin; for an ordinary person, that punch would have knocked their jaw off. He looked at the man in front of him, Eric Savin, with a mocking expression.

however--

Happy looked at Eric Savin with some surprise.

Eric Savin's face, which had been hit by him, was completely unharmed, with no blood on it. Most importantly, what appeared to be burning, intense flames were faintly visible beneath the skin of his cheek.

magma?

Rumble, rumble——

Eric Savin grabbed Happy's arm and slammed him to the ground, causing screams and panic as people scattered in all directions.

Happy lay on the ground, his face covered in blood, watching Eric Savin walk towards him step by step.

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"Savin, save me, save me..."

The man who had made the deal with Eric Savin screamed in agony, his entire face burning like lava, the lava growing hotter and hotter, even his mouth and eyes emitting a blazing, dazzling light.

His heart was filled with fear.

He reached out his hand, wanting Eric Savin to save him.

The lava grew increasingly hot, and the man cried out in pain. Instantly, his seven orifices emitted a blazing light.

Eric Savin realized something was wrong and ran away as fast as he could. Happy also fled in a panic.

Rumble, rumble——

An explosion rang out, and the shockwave destroyed everything around it, with a power no less than that of TNT.

This is the tenth explosion.

Centered on the person who caused the explosion, the surrounding area was a scene of utter devastation, with many people injured in the blast. Everywhere was filled with cries of agony, and buildings were reduced to rubble.

Those in the core area were instantly annihilated.

Only human-shaped marks remain.

The deafening explosion could be heard even in a bar nearly a kilometer away; the bar was Lin Yan's [fire].

"Things don't seem to be going well lately."

Quiet music filled the bar, which remained as deserted as ever. Angel Yan leaned against the window, gazing at the scenery outside.

That perfect profile is so captivating that it's impossible to look away.

Qi Lin has fully adapted to the current situation, which is that she has been transported to another world. This Earth is no longer the 'super god' Earth.

There are no Taotie, devils, or angels here, nor are there any Super Soldier Corps, Demon Queen Morgana, or Death God Karl.

Everything was different.

The only similarity is that this is also a civilization world that is less than the first level.

In the ruins in the distance.

Eric Savin, looking disheveled, stood up. His body radiated a scorching heat like magma, and after swallowing a pill, his wounds began to heal slowly.

His clothes were blown to pieces, but his body was completely unharmed.

This is the power of the deadly virus.

He had already gained control of the deadly virus; otherwise, he would have suffered the same fate as that pitiful suicide bomber. A sarcastic smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Walking towards the distance.

On the deserted streets he was fleeing from, there was a bar that was still playing music. He stared at the bar's sign.

"fire".