Those praying before their screens were all dumbfounded.
The boiling live stream chat instantly vanished without a trace, and the whole World seemed to go silent.
Everyone's minds went blank; they had no idea what would happen next.
They could only hold their breath and stare at the screens, waiting in silent terror for that unknown, ultimate disaster to descend.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, two and a half minutes passed.
The fierce battle continued on the ruins, and nothing else happened.
Just as people's tense nerves began to relax slightly,
A sudden change occurred.
Centered on the partially collapsed Hong Kong Sanctum, the earth was suddenly shrouded in an extremely dense purple fog.
This fog spread rapidly along the ground to the surrounding blocks, and like a waterfall flowing in reverse, it spread vertically toward the high sky.
Baron Mordo, who was fighting on the front lines, saw this scene and his hands dropped powerlessly.
With a "clatter," the magic short staff in his hand fell to the ground.
"It's too late..." Mordo's eyes were filled with despair. "Dormammu is coming... everything is over, no one can stop him."
"Mordo! Pull yourself together!" Wong swung his shield to repel a Mindless One and roared at Mordo, "Pick up your weapon! We aren't dead yet!"
But Mordo only tilted his head slightly, curling his lips into a miserable smile.
He turned a deaf ear to Wong's shouts, completely giving up on resistance.
The purple fog had already covered the entire sky of Hong Kong.
And the people before the screens finally welcomed true despair.
Through the high-definition lens of the hummingbird drone, they clearly saw the scene in the sky.
They saw the fog gradually thin out in the sky, revealing a vast, boundless, colorful, yet dark space filled with spheres of death.
Inside that space, an indescribable face slowly emerged above the firmament.
That was Dormammu.
Formed from the fusion of pure darkness, twisted nebulae, and endless negative energy.
In those eyes that resembled abysses, it felt as though one glance could drag a person's soul into endless nothingness.
And for ordinary people, the amount of information and mental shock contained in this image was too massive.
Some had weak legs and collapsed to the ground; some covered their eyes and vomited frantically; some even rolled their eyes back, foaming at the mouth, and passed out.
The minds of ordinary humans simply could not withstand the mental shock brought by such a dimensional demon god.
Washington, White House.
"Clatter!"
The glass of champagne in President Ellis's hand, which he hadn't even had a chance to sip, fell to the ground and shattered.
He stammered to the officials on the scene: "Hands... put your hands on me!"
"Quick! Everyone do it like last time! Call out to Homelander! Hurry!"
The group of officials were equally pale; they tremblingly gathered around, pressing their hands tightly onto the President's shoulders and arms.
On the battlefield at Lai Chi Kok Road.
The emotion of despair was also spreading among the heroes.
Facing such an incomprehensible cosmic entity, even the fighting spirit of the Superheroes was rapidly disintegrating.
Only one person was an exception.
Steve Rogers.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tightened the straps of the shield on his arm.
He stood straight, his eyes locked firmly on that giant face in the sky, not retreating a single step.
"Don't give up!" Steve turned around and encouraged the dispirited heroes around him, "As long as we are still breathing, hope is still there! Stand up!"
After saying this, Steve was just about to step forward to fight with his life, to fight for a whole day.
But he suddenly felt something cold on his face.
He raised his hand to touch the water on his face, then looked up at the sky shrouded in purple fog.
Is it raining?
One drop, two drops, three drops.
Immediately after, dense raindrops fell from the sky.
But this was not ordinary rainwater.
Every drop of it emitted a gentle, lustrous green light.
The light rain fell in abundance, covering the entire battlefield.
The rain fell on Rogers.
And a miracle happened right then.
He was surprised to find that the wounds on his arms were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his exhausted muscles were filled with strength again.
The injured heroes around who had fallen to the ground, upon coming into contact with the raindrops, also stopped their painful groaning and stood up again, as if nothing had ever happened.
And this beautiful sight was, to those Mindless Ones, a deadly poison.
The rain of tranquility fell on the rocky skin of the Mindless Ones, immediately emitting a "hissing" corrosive sound.
"Ah—!"
The monsters let out miserable screams, their tough bodies dissolved in the green light, eventually turning into pools of foul-smelling black sludge.
In just one minute, the army of Mindless Ones clogging the streets, like snow exposed to the scorching sun, perished in large swathes.
This earth-shattering reversal stunned everyone.
People regained their luster, exclaiming aloud one after another.
"My God! Did you see that?!"
"It's a miracle! This is definitely a miracle!"
"Is it God? Is God weeping?"
"No, it's a Bodhisattva manifesting! That's the nectar from the Jade Vase!" The forum offered a different opinion.
People were so excited they had tears in their eyes, and the live stream chat was filled with various guesses about the source of this incredible phenomenon.
Until a striking, bold red line of text suddenly floated across the chat:
"Stop arguing, you bunch of blind people! Look at the sky!!!"
The World's gaze focused once again.
They saw that the sky, which had been shrouded in thick magic fog, suddenly lit up with a tiny bit of golden light.
As the golden light flickered, it grew brighter and larger, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Like a rising morning sun, it pierced through the darkness before dawn.
At this moment, the live stream camera zoomed in, and people were shocked to discover.
In the center of that radiance, a blurry figure was slowly becoming clear.
That familiar cape, that reliable back!
It's him, it's him, it really is him!
And at this moment, an impassioned BGM started playing in the live stream, as if telling everyone that justice was about to be served!
"It really is a miracle..." Inside the TV station, even the experienced news anchor couldn't control their emotions at this moment, tears streaming from their eyes, "But that is... that is the miracle of the God of Mankind!"
"Our God of Mankind! He has returned!"
"Homelander!!!"
"Homelander!!!"
In the White House, President Ellis pushed away the politicians clinging to him and jumped up from the ground in excitement.
"I knew it! I knew this would work!" Ellis laughed wildly, "Send a press release to the media! Announce victory! This is the victory of the Galactic Federation!"
On the battlefield, Captain America watched the sky silently, a relaxed smile finally appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Jessica blinked to the high point of the rooftop, looking up and locking onto her lover's figure.
She didn't cheer wildly like everyone else, because she had never believed from the beginning to the end that Homelander would be in trouble.
"You bastard... you finally decided to come back."
On the other side, not far away.
Skye smiled with tears in her eyes, her fingers gently stroking the special watch on her wrist.
Just a moment ago, she had pressed the emergency call button again.
And he, arrived as promised once again, just like the promise made back then.
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