Under the bright light of the missile explosion, a tableau of disaster was frozen in time.
Anxiety, tension, fear, worry, irritation, sadness, complaint, helplessness, frustration, despair.
Under the disaster, various and complex emotions appeared on people's faces, hard to articulate.
"Watcher, there's only one kind of person not worth saving."
On a small hill, Lucas drained his glass of lemonade, inverted the cup, and stood up.
"Those who repay kindness with malice, often don't hate their enemies. Instead, they resent the heroes who failed to save them."
In the ruined sky of Washington D.C., the shockwave and thermal radiation from the missile explosion were spreading in all directions.
On the ruined ground of Washington D.C., the expressions on the faces of the crowd remained frozen.
The next instant, a silver face appeared above the clouds, eyes downcast, filled with sorrow and compassion.
A crystalline white beam of light descended from the sky, shining on a figure who was shouting for Thor and Gwen to leave quickly. The white beam of light flickered for a moment, and the figure shot up along the white beam, disappearing from the ruins.
Immediately after, white beams of light fell like raindrops, and the number of people steadily decreased.
During this process, the shockwave and thermal radiation from the missile explosion in the sky crawled slowly towards the ground, like a turtle.
"I knew Lucas wouldn't stand by idly. He just loves to make a dramatic entrance at the last minute, like the protagonists in those third-rate movies, plays, and novels, turning the tide." Tony grumbled.
His quietly unclenched fist proved his words were insincere.
In the ruins, Thor stopped his rescue efforts. After his mind relaxed, he asked Gwen, "Oh, Gwen, do you know what kind of spell this is?"
Gwen shook her head and opened a portal to leave. "I don't know. Let's go, leave the rest to Lucas."
"Only he can do something like this. I really want to know what his limit is."
In the S.W.O.R.D. command center, Nick Fury looked at the suddenly "slowed down" footage on the screen and couldn't help but recall that night.
The night he first fought alongside Lucas against the vampires.
If history could be rewritten, he would recruit Lucas at all costs.
"He truly is a sorcerer capable of defeating the overlord of the Universe—his skills are divine."
In the command centers of other nations, the Commanders of various supernatural agencies who also witnessed this scene exclaimed in awe.
The more information they deciphered and obtained from Thanos' Dark Order battleships, the more incredible they found it.
How could a small planet like Earth produce someone who could traverse the Universe, invincible wherever he went?
By the time the shockwave and thermal radiation reached the ground, most of the people in the ruins were gone, with only a small portion remaining. Their faces held complex emotions, but one emotion was the same.
Resentment!
Resentment towards the Super Heroes for not prioritizing their rescue.
The shockwave swept through, sending these people's bodies flying like rags.
Thermal radiation followed, scorching skin and carbonizing flesh.
Finally, came the roar.
Boom!
The roar shattered this tableau of doomsday beings, startling everyone.
Those who were outside the missile's kill zone and miraculously survived quickly scrambled, crawling to find cover.
At the same time, they didn't forget to wail, curse, and express their resentment.
"God, save us!"
"What kind of God are you! Why have you abandoned us!"
"I curse you to hell!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the sky, as the time flow in this area returned to normal, dozens of missiles suddenly entered.
The Dark Elves fleet methodically intercepted missiles coming from all directions.
Whether they were conventional missiles below supersonic speed, ground-to-air missiles at several Mach, or hypersonic missiles above twenty Mach, not a single missile was able to break through the Dark Elves fleet's interception and hit the battleship itself.
They were all blown up in mid-air.
Their destructive power could only be unleashed on the ground, making the ruins of Washington D.C. even more dilapidated.
"These outdated missiles cannot penetrate the alien fleet's interception at all."
In the military base, Nick Fury said so.
"No one knows how long these alien battleships will remain in place. We must take new measures as soon as possible."
General Ross said, "Fury, speak plainly."
Nick Fury replied, "Request Avengers' assistance. The data shows that Tony of the Avengers possesses a teleportation spell. We can have him cooperate and try to teleport missiles into the alien battleship."
"Fury, you contact Tony. Tell him that as long as he is willing to cooperate, they, the Avengers, will not be held accountable for violating the Super Hero Registration Act and illegally using supernatural powers this time."
Nick Fury's face darkened, and he cursed, "Motherfucker! General Ross, are you messing with me?!"
"What time is it, and you're still talking about this Super Hero Registration Act."
"If it weren't for this motherfucking Act, my Avengers would still be here, and Washington D.C. wouldn't have been suddenly attacked and destroyed, with us having no way to do anything but watch the enemy swagger."
General Ross said, "Fury, mind your language."
"I mind you. Alright, General Ross."
Nick Fury took a deep breath, dialed Tony's number, and put it on speaker.
Immediately after, Tony, upon hearing General Ross's condition, gave General Ross a good scolding on behalf of Nick Fury.
Ultimately, both sides still reached a friendly mutual assistance agreement.
Boom!
With an explosion, a cross-shaped Dark Elf battleship was destroyed.
"What's going on?! Why can missiles from such a backward planet penetrate our interception?"
"Also, where are the energy shields of all the battleships? Why weren't they activated!"
In the Four Realms United Command Center, the Dark Elf Commander questioned his subordinates after receiving news of the battleship's damage.
"Reporting, Commander, all energy shields have been activated after detection."
"Then why..."
Boom!
Before the Dark Elf Commander could finish, another roar sounded.
"Found it, the explosion occurred inside the spaceship."
Did someone send a missile into the spaceship?
Recalling the scene of someone opening a portal to save people on the ground just now, the Dark Elf Commander had a flash of insight.
"Quick! Get all battleships moving, don't stay still."
At his command, the Four Realms allied battleships all started up, attempting to disperse.
At this moment, several more missiles were teleported through the portal.
However, after the battleships started moving, the missiles could no longer be accurately teleported inside the battleships. They only exploded at close range outside the battleships.
Although the shockwave from the explosions caused ripples in the battleship's energy barrier, beyond that, there was no other gain.