Ch: 202-211
Chapter 202 I Just Made a Little Move
New York in October was dry with little rain.
The sky was as clear as ever.
Leon, as always, sat on the open-air balcony cultivating.
Using the Space Stone as a medium, he immersed himself in the ocean of universal laws, and every cell in his body cheered under the sunlight.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes.
A stream of light flew from Manhattan, instantly hovering outside the balcony railing, revealing the figure within the light.
The person's golden hair floated in the air, like a jellyfish suspended in the sea, and a square face looked very familiar.
Isn't this Carol, who is jokingly called "Auntie Captain Marvel"?
Leon recognized the person at a glance.
He wasn't too surprised; it would be Strange if Captain Marvel didn't return now that the Skrull had been driven off Earth.
In his impression, Captain Marvel resembled a small segment of international environmentalists.
They hadn't even sorted out their own domestic problems.
Yet they began to meddle in other places.
And often, their interference wasn't for the better.
Given the current homeless situation of the Skrull, she would certainly have to get involved.
However, although Carol was a Superheroes active in the Universe.
Her reputation among other civilizations could only be described as mixed.
She had helped many people, but the negative consequences caused under the guise of aid were also numerous.
For example.
As one of the three great empires, the Kree Empire.
After Captain Marvel destroyed the Supreme Intelligence that governed the Kree on Hala, under the pretext of liberating them.
The Kree Empire fell into civil war.
Now, this once glorious empire had declined because of it.
Its people suffered immensely.
Even the Sun that illuminated their home Planet had extinguished.
Today, the Kree call Carol "The Annihilator."
Upon seeing Captain Marvel, these associations popped into Leon's mind.
It wasn't that his associative ability was rich.
But Carol, for some reason, just floated outside the balcony, observing him without speaking.
This made him unable to help but expand his thoughts.
After waiting a few more seconds, Leon couldn't help but speak first: "Are you here for the Skrull?"
"Ah? Yes! That's right." Carol suddenly startled—she had actually been staring blankly at Leon!
She cursed under her breath.
According to the plan she had thought of earlier.
She should provoke Superman a bit upon meeting him.
Then take him to a place with surveillance and beat him up.
After the fight, they should turn from enemies to friends.
But she didn't expect.
Just one glance, and she couldn't look away.
Superman's appearance, at first glance, was no different from the photo she had seen from Fury.
But looking closely now, she could see the difference.
This was a very handsome Asian man, with deep-set features, bare-chested on the balcony, revealing sculpted muscles.
The sunlight falling on him seemed to cheer.
A hazy yet brilliant golden light flowed between his muscle lines.
Making him look both like the sunny boy next door and possessing the divine majesty of a god from a mythological epic, like an incarnation of Heracles or Apollo.
Carol had seen handsome men of many, many races in the Universe.
There was even a king who ruled a Planet who asked her to be his queen.
But she had truly never seen anyone like the Superman in front of her.
Especially, there seemed to be a faint energy around him, very familiar, making Carol feel incredibly close.
So much so that she was momentarily stunned, almost forgetting her purpose here.
It wasn't until Leon spoke that Carol snapped back to reality.
"You've come to the wrong person. If you want the Skrull to stay, you don't need to tell me. Everyone in the World is expelling them. You should go tell everyone in the World."
Leon didn't know that his good looks, and the Space Stone energy integrated into his body, had just captivated Captain Marvel in front of him.
He was thinking about whether he could provoke the other party and then find an excuse to fight.
The last battle with Dormammu had left him reminiscing for a long time.
So much so that after more than a month, without an opponent, he even missed Dormammu.
It was a pity that guy only had Strange in his heart, and it was impossible for him to actively seek Leon out.
Now that Captain Marvel had come knocking, it was a good opportunity for him to stretch his limbs.
"Is that so?" Carol narrowed her eyes at this point.
Leon's indifferent attitude made her calm down again.
She had dealt with many powerful individuals in the Universe.
What if his attitude was indifferent?
No matter how arrogant a guy was, once defeated by her, they would become warm and hospitable.
The Superman in front of her could be no exception!
She smiled and twisted her wrist: "Compared to explaining it to everyone, I think defeating you in front of everyone is more convincing."
"So, you want to challenge me? You want to fight for the Skrull?" The depths of Leon's eyes seemed to light up.
"Not a challenge, but to defeat you!"
Ever since Carol fully awakened her extraordinary abilities, she had become accustomed to speaking with strength.
Her aura became sharp: "And it's not fighting for the Skrull, but fighting for justice!"
"Justice? Your own definition of justice?" Leon smiled noncommittally.
He stood up, and the Dormammu Suit automatically appeared, the dark uniform enveloping his entire body.
"Jarvis, you heard it. Let the whole World see how this auntie in front of me will fight for justice."
"Yes, Young Master Leon, all available satellites have been mobilized for you." Jarvis's voice sounded.
Carol's face darkened: "Wait, what did you just call me, auntie?"
"Isn't it?" Leon looked at her strangely, then suddenly shot up into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.
"Auntie! Very well, arrogant boy, I will let you know the true strength of a powerful being in the Universe!" Carol was somewhat annoyed and embarrassed.
She surged with powerful photon energy, every strand of her hair floating, entwined with energy, then she chased after Leon.
The two finally stopped in the stratosphere, about 30 kilometers above the ground.
Beneath their feet, the neatly arranged clouds, like tofu, flowed slowly, reflecting dazzling and sharp sunlight, like the clashing auras between the two.
Leon's hands hung naturally: "You should have a stronger combat mode. Just use it directly. You are too weak right now."
"You actually know about Double Star Mode? Hmph, sorry, I don't need it to deal with you!"
Carol hadn't encountered such an arrogant opponent as Leon in many years.
She had heard Taros say that Superman could withstand nuclear bombs, but she hadn't taken it to heart.
Strong defense doesn't equate to high combat power!
There were countless races with high defense and low attack in the Universe.
She had never met an opponent in the vast Universe, so how could she be defeated on a remote Planetlike Earth?
Carol, surrounded by energy, charged straight at Leon.
Her iron fist blasted through the air currents, carrying a sharp sound that broke the sound barrier, and, enveloped in energy, struck directly at Leon's face.
Leon sighed.
He didn't even have the desire to fight with such soft punches.
His eyes glowed red, and two Heat Vision beams tore the high altitude in half, shooting straight towards Carol.
Carol was caught off guard and hit.
The scorching light almost instantly pierced through her chest.
Before she could react.
Her lifeline instantly hit rock bottom, and her body's self-defense mechanism naturally activated, automatically entering Double Star Mode!
Her unstoppable figure was instantly repelled by the Heat Vision.
A scream pierced through the clouds, the unbearable pain echoing far from the sound.
"Ah!!" After being knocked back several kilometers, Carol finally roared, using photon energy to push the Heat Vision back.
Chapter 203 is your limit
However, the next moment, Leon merely increased his strength slightly.
Carol's fully operational photon energy was immediately dispersed.
She was pushed straight down from high altitude by the Heat Vision, like a migratory bird flying in the sky struck by a falling meteor.
Leon stopped the Heat Vision, looking at the cloud layer with a hollow blasted through it, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Was that… Double Star Mode just now?"
Leon was a little doubtful of his judgment.
His Heat Vision just now was used casually, far from even one ten-thousandth of its power.
Why did Carol seem to have no power to fight back…
"Probably not."
Leon felt that Carol must have been careless just now.
He had to give her another chance.
A few seconds later, Carol, glowing with golden light, rushed out of the clouds again.
Her golden hair stood on end like flames.
White-gold energy surged around her, like an unending river.
The dense golden light in her eyes almost shot out.
She was like a battle Angel from heaven, enveloped in a victorious holy light.
Undoubtedly, this was Double Star Mode.
In this mode, Carol's power would greatly increase, her speed could break Light Speed, and her strength seemed to have no end.
But in Leon's vision.
He saw through the photon energy that seemed to be materializing.
He could see that Captain Marvel's chest was a bloody mess.
Her square face was also stained with blood.
By all appearances, she was seriously injured.
Fortunately, Captain Marvel also had powerful self-healing abilities, and her injuries were rapidly healing.
"You, how can you be so strong…!!"
Carol looked at Leon with anger and shock.
Leon didn't know what to say and tilted his head: "Are you in Double Star Mode now?"
"You!" Carol was stunned, her emotions exploding in her heart, and she threw a punch, "You bastard, get lost!"
Leon's question was sincere.
After all, in his mind, Carol in Double Star Mode should at least be a Sky Father-level powerhouse; she shouldn't have been unable to push away a Heat Vision.
But hearing this, Carol took it as a taunt about her strength.
Carol rushed towards Leon again, her speed increasing dramatically.
She flew the several hundred meters between them in the blink of an eye.
Energy capable of shattering mountains and breaking seas erupted from her fist, swinging towards Leon at a speed of one hundred thousand meters per second.
Under this punch, the air pressure in the high altitude changed drastically.
The wind roared, and wherever Carol's fist passed, it seemed to be drawn into a vacuum.
But such speed, in Leon's eyes during combat, was still not even a slow motion.
He simply tilted his head and dodged Carol's iron fist, its surface grazing his cheek.
When Carol pursued again, he still easily dodged her attacks by simply adjusting his position.
In a few seconds.
Carol threw thirty punches, and Leon lightly dodged thirty times.
With each dodge, the disappointment in his eyes grew deeper, and he missed the durable Dormammueven more.
Once again, he dodged Carol's attack.
Leon gently pushed Carol several hundred meters away with a palm.
"That's enough. I already understand your strength. You are not the opponent I'm looking for." Leon shook his head.
"Your Double Star Mode has a very high upper limit, but you can't even unleash one ten-thousandth of its potential."
"Now, take those Skrull and leave Earth. Don't make me truly act."
In Marvel's power assessment, Carol's power rating is 5, while Hulk's is the full 7.
Level 5 strength is between 25 tons and 75 tons.
So Carol's own strength is not actually considered powerful.
Her power all comes from energy.
Photon energy can provide her with defense, enhance her strength, and increase her speed.
The most exaggerated boosts are in speed and defense.
Carol's speed can reach, or even exceed, Light Speed.
At this speed, even 100 tons of force can unleash power sufficient to destroy a continental shelf.
The reason Captain Marvel in the 'What If...?' parallel Universe had planet-busting strength.
It was actually because she could greatly increase her speed at any time and freely use vast amounts of energy for attacks.
And this Captain Marvel in front of Leon.
Clearly, her development of Double Star Mode was still insufficient.
She was still far from reaching that level of strength.
—at least in combat.
Leon hadn't seen her use power exceeding millions of tons, or a punch speed exceeding 1000 Mach.
This level of strength was, at most, similar to his own before he crossed into the Starry Sky World.
"So I guessed correctly back then. When I first returned to Earth from the Universe spaceship, I really could fight Captain Marvel to a standstill." Leon thought to himself.
As for now.
He shook his head and turned to go home and continue cultivating.
However, a beam of light shot from the side, cutting through the high altitude in front of him and blocking him.
"Someone who only dares to dodge has no right to say that I can't unleash the upper limit of Double Star Mode!" Carol's dozens of missed punches made the frustration in her heart almost explode.
"Is that so." Leon slowly turned his head expressionlessly and extended his hand: "Come."
This nonchalant demeanor once again provoked Carol.
Her expression twisted for a moment, and her figure instantly tore through the sound barrier, rushing towards Leon.
The clouds below them were split in two by the airflow she generated.
"Using flight speed to drive the punch does make it faster."
Leon commented inwardly, "Although she cannot instantly reach Light Speed."
"But she can gradually accelerate to her limit while flying."
"This means she's quite suitable for fighting as a Human Missile."
No wonder Captain Marvel in the movies always flies and crashes into spaceships with her head.
It turns out that this is her strongest attack.
While analyzing, Leon raised his hand to block Carol's attack.
The fist, burning with photon energy, was easily caught by him, held in his hand, unmoving.
"How is this possible!?" Carol was shocked once again.
She tried to pull her hand back or push Leon away, but it was as if she was wrestling with a mountain; she couldn't move him an inch.
Even if she flew up and unleashed energy desperately, she couldn't push Leon.
"Let go!" She could only raise her other hand, clench her fist, and swing. "Let go of me!"
Leon glanced at her.
He grabbed the swinging left arm.
Then, with a slight exertion of force in his palm, the Space Stone energy broke through the photon energy.
A massive force equivalent to half the weight of Earth was instantly applied to a few square centimeters of her arm.
Immediately, Carol's left arm bone snapped directly.
Her left forearm flipped ninety degrees upwards, with the mid-section as the axis.
At the other end, stark White bone pierced through her tissue, bringing out dripping blood that splattered across the sky.
"Ah!!!" Carol's wail echoed through the high altitude.
Her face instantly lost color under the intense pain.
Then her adrenaline secreted rapidly, quickly suppressing her pain.
The biological instinct to escape prompted her to kick towards Leon, wanting to break free from his restraint.
But Leon frowned slightly, released and retracted his hands, and then delivered a short-range punch to Carol's chest.
The crisp sound of bones cracking and internal organs rupturing entered Leon's ears through the thin air.
Carol's eyes bulged, her mouth wide open, letting out gasping sobs.
The next moment, her eyes lost their light, all her energy extinguished, and she collapsed onto Leon's punching arm.
Such injuries wouldn't kill Captain Marvel, but they would keep her bedridden for several days.
Leon shook his head.
Captain Marvel's defense was very strong, strong enough to allow her to withstand impacts at super-Light Speed, but this was all due to energy.
Without energy, she was nothing.
Even without using the Space Stone to break through Carol's photon energy, he could still treat her like a punching bag.
Although Carol's defense meant she wouldn't be injured, she also wouldn't have any power to fight back.
Thinking about it carefully, fighting Dormammu last time was more comfortable.
That thick-skinned guy, while being punched thousands of kilometers away by him, could still fight back.
Unlike this Captain Marvel, whose strength and defense are extremely mismatched.
Leon lifted one of Carol's arms, flew into space, and planned to throw her into the Skrull fleet.
Since she likes to protect aliens, then she should stay far away from Earth with the aliens.
(This plot section has a second phase.)
Chapter 204 The Skrulls' Covetousness
The scene of Leon fighting Captain Marvel was broadcast live globally by Jarvis using satellites.
Through televisions at home, live streaming portals on websites, or large screens in outdoor commercial areas, people who were still worried about the Skrull problem watched the battle.
At this moment, the father cooking dinner put down his cleaver, the sleepy student on the subway widened his eyes, and the hurried passersby stopped.
"It's Superman!" Ordinary people were all focused on Superman.
Nick Fury, on the other hand, was focused on Superman's strength.
"This is impossible! How could he defeat Carol!"
Even while being interrogated, Nick Fury couldn't help but stand up and curse, "Motherfucker."
Meanwhile, the high-ranking officials of various countries were concerned about the person who could fight Superman.
"Who is that woman! I want all her information within three minutes!" General Ross, who had just left the military court, still exuded an imposing aura.
In the satellite live broadcast.
The commotion from their fight was actually not that big.
Even due to their extreme speed.
It looked less intense than two fighter jets weaving through clouds, exchanging fire with various tactical skills.
All that everyone saw.
Was a woman enveloped in golden light, punching at a speed that the camera couldn't capture.
Then she was caught by the wrist by Superman and knocked down with one punch.
She looked completely like a very flashy but very weak nobody.
Fortunately, Jarvis thoughtfully annotated the two's speed data and the reason for their engagement on the screen.
This prevented people from thinking Superman was bullying the weak.
Everyone was discussing.
"The punch speed of each punch exceeded Mach 700, how is this possible?"
"Are the data real! Who exactly is this woman who wants to help the Skrull stay on Earth?"
"I'm from the space agency, and our supercomputer simulation results are also above Mach 700. This woman's strength is even greater than Superman's when he shattered the ground in the suburbs of Sokovia!"
"Holy moly! It's a good thing Superman defeated her... So how strong is Superman exactly?"
"From the comics, he has many versions of strength!"
"It seems we are completely unable to resist Superman's dictatorship."
"Shut up, heretic! How dare you slander the Trinity Superman, I have already locked your IP, I'm going to burn you to Death!"
...
Unlike the lively atmosphere on Earth.
Inside every spaceship in the Skrull fleet, it was eerily quiet.
The Skrull were also observing the battle above Earth with their own equipment.
This battle concerned their future whereabouts.
At first, neither Taros nor the other ordinary Skrull felt much psychological pressure.
They believed that Carol, famous throughout the Universe, could easily defeat a native Superman on Earth.
But who would have thought that the final reality was completely opposite to what they imagined.
When Carol's fist was grasped by Leon.
There was still a young Skrull girl shouting: "Go, big sister Carol, smash his head in!"
But now, the little girl who was cheering was stunned and speechless, her eyes filled with uncertainty about the future.
Taros, as the General of all Skrull.
Was even more dazed.
The moment Carol was knocked down with one punch shattered his last remaining hope like thunder.
He felt as if he had stepped off a cliff, his entire being surrounded by a sense of weightlessness.
How could this be?
How could Carol lose?
She is Captain Marvel Carol, the "Annihilator" who almost destroyed the Kree Empire!
But no matter how unbelievable, it was a fact.
Watching Superman drag the incapacitated Carol out of Earth on the screen.
Taros took a deep breath and led a group of high-ranking officials to the hatch to wait in silence.
A few seconds later, Superman appeared at the hatch, and Taros quickly forced a smile, wanting to say something pleasant.
But Superman simply threw Carol onto the ground like a sandbag, left a single word "Scram," and then disappeared from the hatch.
At the same time, Taros's grim smile also disappeared.
He lowered his head, his face incredibly gloomy, and after a few seconds of silence, he crouched beside Carol to check her condition.
At this moment, Carol was drenched in cold sweat, her left forearm broken.
Where her arm was broken, there should have been blood and jagged bones.
But fortunately, Carol's self-healing ability was astonishing, and the comminuted injuries had already stopped bleeding and were rapidly recovering.
However, her face was still ashen, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Leon's last punch had ruptured her internal organs.
Except for her heart, almost all her other internal organs had turned into pulp.
If it weren't for her photon energy-enhanced body, she would surely be dead by now.
"Carol, how do you feel? Damn it, quick, take her to the treatment room!" Taros directed his subordinates to help.
But Carol waved her hand: "No, no need, I... I can move... myself."
"But your injuries..." Taros wanted to persuade her.
But Carol gritted her teeth and shook her head, large drops of sweat streaming down her cheeks.
Her behavior made Taros both worried and frustrated, unable to do anything with this strong-willed woman.
However, such a display, in the eyes of some Skrull, held a different meaning.
Among the crowd behind Taros.
Gravik and other young Skrull exchanged glances, and certain thoughts arose.
They looked at the weakened Captain Marvel on the ground, and the congealed blood scabs on her body, and a layer of greed silently surfaced in their eyes.
At this moment, Carol suddenly clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and photon energy surged from her body again.
The intense pain earlier had almost made her lose consciousness.
It was only now that it had slightly subsided, giving her the strength to mobilize energy.
These energies could grant her stronger regenerative abilities (similar to Wolverine).
Under the cover of photon energy.
Carol's broken bones reset, and her shattered internal organs slowly began to regenerate.
She struggled to stand up from the ground.
Leaning on the wall with both hands: "Send me... back to the spaceship, Taros."
"You're... All right, Sauron, quick, take Carol to the small space capsule." Taros had his wife help Carolleave.
Sauron responded and quickly helped Carol walk towards the inside of the spaceship.
Taros looked at the backs of the two leaving, his expression complex.
The hope of staying on Earth was completely shattered.
To safely find the next home in the Universe, they would still have to rely on Captain Marvel.
"General!" Suddenly, someone whispered behind him.
Taros turned around, and it was Gravik who called him, followed by a few other young people.
Their expressions were all a bit strange.
Like a mole seeing a plump berry fall into a venomous snake's hole, desiring it yet hesitating.
Taros frowned, he knew these young people were all warmongers: "What do you want to do? Now even Carol is no match for Superman, so put away any improper thoughts!"
"No, General, I think now is the best opportunity!" Gravik looked in the direction Carol had left.
His eyes were like a hungry wolf's: "Captain Marvel is at her weakest right now, as long as we get her blood, everything will be different!"
Chapter 205 Super Skrull
Carol's blood?
What use is her blood?
Taros was first stunned, then horrified.
"Are you saying you want to create Super Skrulls!?"
"That's right, General, this is our last chance!" Gravik's expression was sinister.
"Captain Marvel and Nick Fury promised to find us a new home, but more than ten years have passed, and they haven't delivered."
"Then we will use their power to seize everything that is rightfully ours!"
"General, while Carol is incredibly weak, if we subdue her, we can obtain her blood and gain her power!"
Taros stared blankly at the crazed Gravik in front of him, then looked at the other young people with flickering eyes.
Even his heart couldn't help but ripple.
Some thoughts that shouldn't have been there arose.
But in an instant, he suppressed these thoughts.
"The method for creating Super Skrulls was lost during our escape, Gravik, abandon your fantasy." He shook his head.
Who would have thought Gravik would laugh: "You're wrong, General, the technology was not lost, and the scientists from back then have already come to Earth. We just need your command, and we can become strong again immediately!"
"What?" Taros's heart was stirred fiercely again.
But after struggling, he still shook his head.
"No! We can't do this! She is our ally, Gravik, and besides... even if she is severely injured, no one can defeat her."
"Besides, what good would Super Skrulls do? That Superman... sigh."
Taros waved his hand, "Everyone, disperse. Go back and rest. After Carol recovers, we'll have to leave the Solar System."
After speaking, Taros even checked the cabin to confirm that Carol had not left any blood before turning to leave.
The young Skrulls hesitated, wanting to speak.
They wanted to act against Captain Marvel.
However, although she was like a tiger fallen into the plains at this time, her remaining prestige was still there.
Without Taros's leadership, they dared not act on their own initiative.
The group could only leave dejectedly.
Only Gravik, his eyes bloodshot, stared intently at Taros's retreating figure, lost in thought.
...
The next day.
Earth.
The Avengers, representing the Security Council, announced to the World that all Skrulls hidden on Earth had been screened and cleared.
In hidden corners around the World.
Hundreds of thousands of replaced people finally saw the light of day again.
Although the Skrulls extensively invaded Earth.
But due to the reputation of Captain Marvel and Nick Fury.
Most of them only resided in abandoned nuclear power plants, similar to Chernobyl.
Except for those people whom Nick Fury ordered to be replaced, who were indeed killed.
The rest of the Skrulls, even if they secretly replaced a large number of humans, did not cause much slaughter.
Those replaced humans were almost all hidden and kept alive by life support equipment.
When found, besides being physically weak, they had no other after-effects, as if they had woken up after a long sleep.
Also on this day.
S.W.O.R.D. was completely disbanded, and all personnel were repatriated to the ground for supervision.
Nick Fury, and Carol's good friend Maria Rambeau, were both sentenced to life imprisonment.
After the sentencing, the Security Council also gave Nick Fury two choices.
--Either spend the rest of his life in the "Raft" prison, or leave Earth forever with his Skrull friends.
Nick Fury chose to stay on Earth.
He felt that Earth would always need him.
At the same time, Carol, having recovered from her injuries, returned to Earth again.
This time she did not choose to solve the problem by force.
Instead, she entered the United Nations headquarters, attempting to persuade various countries to let the Skrulls stay.
However, unfortunately, all she could receive there now was everyone's cold shoulder.
Within a day, high-ranking officials from countries around the World had already investigated Carol's past identity.
For someone like her, who, as a human, committed acts almost betraying humanity, no one could offer kindness.
When Carol left the United Nations headquarters.
Even the children on the roadside pointed at her and said, "Look at that bad guy! She's the human traitor defeated by Superman!"
In that instant, Carol felt as if her heart had been pierced.
She wanted to explain but couldn't find a reason.
Finally, she could only leave Earth in despair.
She looked back from space, feeling that her once familiar homeland was now incredibly strange.
At this moment, she finally began to regret her recklessness.
Carol flew back to her spaceship with a complex expression.
Unaware that a storm, born from her, was sweeping in.
...
One day ago.
"Taros is old, he is no longer fit to be our General, to guide us forward!"
In a room on a certain spaceship, Gravik stood in front of a group of young Skrulls.
His words were impassioned: "We must act and find our own way out!"
"But how should we do it?" Someone asked.
"It's simple!"
"We need Captain Marvel's blood!"
"She was so severely injured that day, there must be blood residue in her own spaceship!"
"Now that Taros is constantly humbly begging her, she will most likely go to Earth, and that will be our chance!"
Under the light, Gravik's eyes seemed to hide a wild wolf.
...
Half an hour ago.
Captain Marvel was arguing with representatives from various countries at the United Nations building.
And outside her spaceship.
A group of Skrulls in small space capsules had infiltrated.
They used Skrull technology to bypass the spaceship's intelligent system and entered in single file.
The interior of the spaceship's cabin was very messy, with Carol's scattered clothes and equipment everywhere.
The green-skinned youngsters could only patiently search every corner of the spaceship.
When a certain Skrull picked up a blood-stained towel, verified its DNA with an instrument, and exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone cheered excitedly.
They carefully sealed the towel, restored everything in the spaceship, and left silently.
When Captain Marvel returned to the spaceship, she did not notice any abnormalities.
...
The third day.
Nick Fury and Maria Rambeau were imprisoned in the "Raft" prison.
This is an underwater prison, used to detain the World's most terrifying mentally ill criminals.
Barring any surprises, they will spend the rest of their lives here.
On this day, the Skrull fleet also received an ultimatum.
The Avengers declared that if they still did not leave the Solar System, Earth would deploy Superman.
Left with no choice, Carol led all the Skrulls to leave through a jump point.
...
The fifth day.
The Skrull fleet sailed through the boundless void of the Universe.
Inside a certain vessel.
A group of young Skrulls looked at Gravik in front of them with tension and anticipation.
"Brothers and sisters, success or failure, survival or extinction, is today!"
Gravik stepped onto a circular platform.
This platform was the equipment for creating Super Skrulls.
It had a massive circular disc as its base, with eight curved cylindrical pillars rising from the bottom, enclosing the interior.
Like an overturned spider wrapping its prey with eight large legs.
The equipment
Only needs a blood sample of the target.
This equipment can allow the enhanced Skrull.
To possess all of the target's superhuman abilities.
Although the intensity can only reach sixty to seventy percent of the original owner.
But it can continuously produce more Super Skrulls before the raw materials are exhausted.
In addition, each Super Skrull can infinitely stack the superhuman abilities of different people.
Once enough of them have Captain Marvel's abilities, they can then stack Superman's power.
Recalling Superman's power, Gravik seemed to already see the day when the Skrulls would once again become the overlords of the Universe.
Chapter 206 Target: Superman Blood
"The equipment to transform Super Skrulls was built a long, long time ago."
"It was the incompetent Taros who made us lose hope and prevented us from utilizing this equipment."
"Now our damn General has been scared witless by the Earthlings!"
"From now on, we will forge our own path, use our own strength, and make the Skrull great again!"
"Begin!" Gravik ordered.
The Skrull operating the instrument took a deep breath after continuously manipulating the control panel, then pressed the start button.
Everyone held their breath at this moment.
Eight long pillars on the disc quickly sparked with arcs, connecting into a single sheet, accompanied by a buzzing sound like bee wings, growing from weak to strong.
Finally, the entire equipment erupted with a powerful light, as if the World Gate had opened.
The Skrulls present had no choice but to close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, the strong light had extinguished.
On the circular platform, Gravik casually tore off his shirt, and under everyone's expectant gaze, a vast surge of white-gold photon energy suddenly erupted from his body.
Double Star Mode!
The Skrulls involuntarily gasped.
The next moment, deafening cheers erupted inside the spaceship.
"Brothers and sisters, now is our moment to strike back! Earth belongs to the Skrull!"
Gravik floated into the air, declaring war amidst the cheers!
Around him, the cheers transformed into one resounding cry after another.
"Overthrow human tyranny, Earth belongs to the Skrull!"
…
The sixth day.
Large numbers of Skrulls continuously converged on Gravik's spaceship.
This strange phenomenon caught Taros's attention.
He led the Skrull high command into the spaceship.
"Gravik, what are you doing? Are you still harboring those twisted ideas?"
Taros pushed aside those who blocked him and found Gravik.
But no sooner had his question left his lips than his gaze was drawn to the enormous equipment.
"My goodness, this equipment is… you really replicated it!" Taros looked at the Super Skrull modification equipment in shock.
"I told you, we have a chance to win. Do you regret it now? Regret not taking the opportunity to obtain Carol's blood two days ago?"
Gravik sneered, a cold smile playing on his lips, his provocative gaze piercing Taros.
Taros's shocked heart slowly cooled.
He saw Gravik's hostility in his eyes and then looked around at the young Skrulls.
Dozens of young people's eyes were so cold, showing no respect for him, their General, but instead full of disdain.
"You've made up your minds, haven't you?" Taros frowned. "No longer listening to my command as General, planning to choose the opposite path?"
"So what?" Gravik made no attempt to hide it.
"Stop, Gravik, whatever you are doing, stop!"
Taros said with extreme seriousness.
"The Universe is not as simple as you think. You are still young, don't be impulsive!"
"Impulsive? Ha, haha, hahahaha!!" Gravik laughed, covering his face with his hand.
His laughter was wild, growing louder and louder, echoing like thunderous drums throughout the spaceship.
"Do you see?"
Gravik suddenly asked the other Skrulls: "Do you see! This is our General, weak, hypocritical, indecisive, only knowing how to compromise and retreat!"
He turned back, placed his hand on Taros's chest, and patted it: "You don't know how great we are now. What about Captain Marvel, what about Superman? They are only fit to submit."
"Gravik." Taros narrowed his eyes. "Do not, let the Skrull, fall into a worse situation!"
"A worse situation?"
Gravik's eyes suddenly burst forth with terrifying ferocity: "What could be worse than now?"
"Brothers and sisters, show the General how great we truly are now!"
Boom!
As his voice fell.
Dozens of Skrulls, including Gravik, surged with photon energy.
These were completely dozens of green-skinned versions of Captain Marvel!
"You, when did you…!" Taros's eyes widened in astonishment, feeling his breathing become a little difficult.
"Just a few days ago, after you refused my request! How about it, General, do you still think we are impulsive?" Gravik asked.
Taros's horrified gaze swept over his compatriots, finally settling on Gravik.
"…You're going back to attack Earth, aren't you?" His expression was complex. "Don't do this, go somewhere else, find another Planet, and rebuild Skrullos there."
Gravik shook his head in confusion: "Even now you are still protecting Earth? How much do you love that place? Or are you actually an Earthling?"
He spread his hands to the others: "You see, there is always only one person preventing the Skrull from becoming great again, and that is our General!"
"Sorry, General." Gravik turned his head and stared into Taros's eyes. "You are no longer the General from now on."
Pfft!
A pair of bloody hands pierced through Taros's chest.
Gravik calmly withdrew his hand, throwing Taros, who was pierced through the chest and making gasping sounds, to the ground.
"From now on, I am the General."
His wolfish eyes swept around.
"Tomorrow, we set off for Earth!"
"Tonight, we deal with Captain Marvel!"
…
The night of the sixth day.
There is no distinction between day and night in the Universe.
The night Gravik referred to was six hours later.
Outside Captain Marvel's spaceship, dozens of Super Skrulls, enveloped in photon energy, surrounded her.
At a certain moment, the hatch hissed open.
The light from inside the spaceship appeared along with Carol's figure.
She looked around from the hatch, her pupils contracting as she saw dozens of figures similar to her Double Star Mode.
"Skrulls…" Carol suddenly felt that she still knew too little about this race.
She lightly tapped her communicator, connecting to the Skrull channel.
"Where is Taros? Did he send you?"
The channel was silent, no one responded.
"Very well, it seems my old friend is in grave danger. So, do we proceed according to procedure, or do we just start fighting?"
Photon energy surged around Carol's body, and she entered Double Star Mode.
The next moment, dozens of Skrulls attacked simultaneously.
Three hours later.
A dog-like Carol was thrown into the spaceship's cabin by a blood-soaked Gravik.
"Drain her blood, and transform more Super Skrulls as quickly as possible!"
Gravik's gaze passed through the porthole, looking out at the deep Universe.
"Next, it's Superman!"
…
The seventh day.
A jump point suddenly opened at the outer edge of the Solar System.
Hordes of Skrull fleets once again descended upon this Star System.
Captain Marvel Carol, renowned throughout the Universe, was bound to the bow of the main ship, spread out in an X-shape.
Like prey captured by primitives and displayed in their tribe.
Her face was pale and haggard, almost all the blood and energy in her body drained, clinging to life by a faint remnant of photon energy.
Beside her, two Super Skrulls guarded her, constantly absorbing any energy she recovered.
Inside the main ship.
Nearly a thousand Super Skrulls gathered here.
Gravik stood in front of everyone, his arms crossed.
"We are going to take Earth, but this time our only goal is to obtain Superman's blood!"
Chapter 207 Wolf wolf wolf!
"Judging from the battle between Captain Marvel and Superman,"
"Our chances of defeating Superman and extracting his blood are very slim."
"Fortunately, there isn't no other way; we still have another path we can choose!"
"Fury previously had us investigate Superman."
"During the investigation, we discovered that…"
"All of Superman's past DNA-related fluids and tissues have been retrieved by Tony Stark from other institutions and are stored in the Avengers Tower!"
"If it weren't for that artificial intelligence inexplicably detecting us, we would have obtained these blood and body tissues long ago."
"So now, what we need to do is to reclaim what rightfully belongs to us from them!"
"The plan is simple!"
"Superman is very powerful, so we will split into three teams!"
"The first team, with five hundred people, will go to various parts of the World to destroy human cities and carry out massacres!"
"The second team, with one hundred people, will go to capture all of Superman's relatives and friends!"
"The third team, thirty people, will follow me to the Avengers!"
"The others will guard the fleet and await our return!"
Gravik's eyes flashed with malice.
Those Superman cultists, haven't they always proclaimed Superman to be a divine trinity?
Today, he would nail Superman to a cross, letting everyone in the World see what this god truly looked like!
"Since he is Superman, a kind and righteous Superhero, we will use humans to distract him, and his loved ones to make him overwhelmed!"
Gravik said, "When the World is in chaos, and the lives of his loved ones are threatened, that will be our moment to obtain his blood!"
"The people in the first and second teams will face life-threatening danger at any time."
"But for the great Skrull, all sacrifices are worth it!"
"I will rush to the most dangerous front lines with you! We will never retreat, and we will never fear death!"
"However, there will always be unexpected situations. If the plan fails, the remaining people must immediately lead the fleet through the jump point to escape!"
Gravik was indeed an excellent leader.
He had already thought about how to deal with Superman's wrath if the plan failed.
"After escaping, you will find a weak life Planet and take Captain Marvel there to hide."
"With her continuously regenerating blood, one day we Skrull will return to Earth!"
Gravik punched his chest, "Today, we die for Skrull together!"
Everyone uniformly pounded their chests, their voices merging into one: "Die for Skrull!"
...
Over six hundred Super Skrull piloted stealth spacecraft and landed on Earth.
They arrived silently, dispersed silently, and were about to stir up a storm simultaneously across the World.
Tali and Vara landed in Manhattan.
The two were Gravik's trusted subordinates.
The city they were responsible for destroying was New York.
They would destroy this international city, as well as the Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island, the moment they received the action signal.
"Vara, do you think we can win?" Tali looked at the bustling streets, listening to the lively clamor, and licked her lips.
"Whether we can win or not, we have to do it, and I trust Gravik; his plan won't be wrong!" Vara said.
Tali nodded, photon energy faintly surging from her body: "I'm like you; I will also kill these Earthlingwithout hesitation."
"After so many years of hiding, I'm utterly disgusted with looking like these people."
"Yes!" Vara also sighed, "Who isn't? When we become the Master of Earth, I will definitely dye these Earthling green!"
On the other side.
Gaya and Somali were crouching in a tree outside Midtown High School.
They were both dove-faction Skrull.
Gaya was even Taros's daughter.
Regarding invading Earth or kidnapping Superman's relatives, they were actually extremely unwilling in their hearts.
But the situation had reached this point.
It was now a moment of true racial life and death.
Individual thoughts no longer mattered.
Even though they were now Super Skrull, they were merely a larger eddy in the torrent of their race.
Gaya gazed at the school.
From the window, she could see Sherry Birkin answering the teacher's question in the classroom.
Suddenly, she sighed, "I don't want to do this."
"Then don't think about it, Gaya. After we finish this mission, we'll take everyone and leave Skrull."
Somali said, "With our current strength, where in the Universe can't we live well? Why must we kill people, right?"
Gaya nodded vigorously, "You're right. I plan to take Mom to Xandar. I heard their welfare is very good there!"
The two young Skrull envisioned their future after the war ended.
It wasn't just them.
Other Super Skrull teams in other places were much the same.
War, for the Skrull, was actually a very distant word.
They had been on the run for over a decade, and the clearest memories were of a life of constant displacement.
Now, they finally saw a glimmer of hope for a happy life, so they wished they could use both hands and feet to rush forward and embrace it tightly.
Soon, all Skrull were in position.
From large international cities like New York, Hong Kong, and Paris, to small villages and fishing ports, there were Super Skrull.
Gravik stood in the Amazon forest where the spaceship landed, confirming through the communication map that everyone was ready.
He pressed the communication device in his ear and gave the order: "Action begins, Wolf, Wolf, Wolf!"
The three consecutive 'Wolf' were the secret code for full confirmation of the action's start.
Gravik understood Earth's history.
There was once a country that, when launching an invasion against other countries, used the code "Tiger, Tiger, Tiger!"
But that operation failed.
Because those people thought they were invincible tigers, but tigers always lose due to being too bestial.
Gravik considered himself a wolf. Wolves are pack animals; they only strike when victory is certain, and when they do, it's a group attack, almost never failing.
Therefore, their operation this time would also be like a wolf pack hunting—victorious, never defeated!
All over the World.
Six hundred Super Skrull received the attack signal at the same time and launched their assault simultaneously.
Each of them either burst out of the bushes or soared from within crowds.
All of them unleashed photon energy without reservation.
Like six hundred peerless deities descending from the heavens.
These deities, with divine power surging in their hands, raised their heavy fists and plummeted towards the ground like meteors.
Within mere seconds, countries worldwide simultaneously plunged into crisis!
None of the pedestrians on the road reacted.
They only felt a blur before their eyes, and suddenly a figure appeared in the air, rapidly falling with a trailing tail flame.
Normally, they would then lose their lives without reaction in the violent Impact.
But just as the Super Skrull's momentum reached its peak, an invisible ripple suddenly enveloped Earth.
Then, all Super Skrull froze in mid-air.
The figures moving at hundreds of Mach all came to an abrupt halt without any buffer, and without any ripple, their kinetic energy vanished like a drop of Water evaporating into thin air.
Chapter 208 It's noisy and disturbing my ears
Their heads, arms, and thighs were all fixed in place.
They were like solidified plaster sculptures.
But the white-gold energy on their bodies had not extinguished; it was still burning and rising.
And if one looked closely,
They could even see their hair floating under the impact of the photon energy, and their eyeballs spinning frantically in panic!
Vara, Tali, Gaya, Somali…
Every Skrull had been fantasizing about life after the war just a second before they made their move.
But less than a second after they acted, despair descended upon them.
"Hmph…" Suddenly, a cold snort echoed in the ears of all the Super Skrulls.
Their eyeballs rotated in terror, but they could only see panicked, screaming humans below, not the Master of that voice.
It wasn't until a few seconds later that they heard a conversation between two people in their earpieces.
One person said: "You Skrulls really love to sprint wildly down the path of Death."
The other person was Gravik: "Su, Superman!? How could you possibly have detected our actions?"
…
When the Super Skrulls began to act,
On the other side, on a Brooklyn apartment balcony,
Leon's invisible psychic power spread out, instantly taking control of every corner of the World.
Then he couldn't help but sigh.
These guys were interrupting his peaceful life of sunbathing alone again.
He had already handed all the Skrull matters to the Men in Black and Tony to handle.
If Captain Marvel hadn't inexplicably shown up before, he probably wouldn't have even bothered to glance at it.
Tony and the Men in Black were kind-hearted and unwilling to commit genocide.
He, on the other hand, didn't want to bother with it.
So, as long as the Skrulls changed locations, they could naturally do whatever they wanted.
But these people just had to rush to their Death.
They had already seen the footage of his fight with Captain Marvel, yet they still dared to act.
Honestly, this was the first time Leon had encountered such a situation.
It was as if a domestic pig, seeing its Master's cleaver unused for a long time, worried it would rust, and sacrificed itself to sharpen the blade for its Master once.
Speechless as he was,
But since they had acted, he naturally had to see it through.
When Leon did things, he liked to do them in one go.
His figure vanished from the balcony and instantly reappeared in front of Gravik in the Amazon forest.
Thus, the conversation the Super Skrulls heard on their communicators ensued.
"How could you possibly have detected our actions!" Gravik felt like he was going crazy.
The plan had gone wrong in the very first step.
"Detected? You say that as if you were very covert." Leon stood with one hand on his hip, exasperated.
"In fact, I can detect you as soon as you release energy, and then react within a millisecond to fix you in place like this."
"What detecting…" Leon shook his head.
"However, the reason I discovered your plan this time wasn't that."
"It's because you kept yelling 'Superman, Superman' on the edge of the Universe, annoying my ears!"
After Leon's Super Hearing was modified by the Source Will, it already possessed spatiotemporal attributes, enough to hear all movements within the Solar System.
Normally, he suppressed this ability by directly filtering out irrelevant information through his Super Brain.
But these Skrulls, as soon as they returned to the Solar System, kept yelling "Superman short, Superman long," like they were calling a spirit.
If they were yelling on Earth, that would be one thing.
But they were yelling outside Neptune.
What kind of Superman fan would go there to hold a comic con or a fan meeting?
Even those lunatics in his Superman Cult wouldn't do something like this, alright.
Leon couldn't help but pat Gravik's face, making slapping sounds: "If there's a next time, remember not to call me Superman. Use a different name, call me You-Know-Who. That way, at least I won't notice."
Gravik looked at Leon blankly, unable to utter a single word.
Its hawk-like, wolf-like sinister gaze was now covered as if by a grey cloth, looking utterly disheartened.
"No, impossible, this is impossible! In Tony Stark's movie, you even fell because of high-altitude icing!" Gravik mumbled, desperately trying to refute.
Poor guy, the movie clearly stated "The following content is purely fictional" at the beginning, yet this alien goblin believed everything.
Leon didn't try to prove anything but looked towards outer space.
He said: "You know, I actually quite like close-quarters combat."
"Not long ago, I fought a big black bear from the Dark Dimension. It was a back-and-forth, exhilarating fight."
"A few days ago, a glowing fly came to find me. She wasn't strong, but she was too noisy, so I slapped her away."
"But now, a bunch of maggots from a toilet have crawled out, trying to disgust me."
"That's very hard to tolerate."
"What would you do to maggots, Skrull?"
"Against you, I really don't even have the desire to throw a punch."
Leon waved his hand: "Let's just burn them all away with Fire."
Sometimes, Leon felt he was quite similar to DiDi, the human host of Ultraman.
—They always chose to use the powerful red form for brute force, instead of the more convenient and stronger psychic powers, energy beams, or techniques.
Because that would be less efficient, but it brought happiness!
But this time, Leon truly had no intention of switching to his red form for hand-to-hand combat.
He controlled his psychic power, which began to gradually strengthen and constrict.
Preparing to crush all the Super Skrulls to Death.
Speaking of which, this was actually the least efficient way to use psychic power… Well, perhaps he was still in his red form now.
On the other side, unlike the relaxed Leon,
As the invisible pressure around Gravik began to intensify sharply,
A tremendous fear exploded in Gravik's heart.
It trembled from body to soul, feeling the approach of Death.
Not just Gravik, every Skrull around the World was terrified, their bodies shaking like sieves.
Some Super Skrull youngsters who had just been shouting that Earth belonged to the Skrulls and that they would bring their mothers over after the war were now scared to the point of tears and snot.
"No, no! No!" Gravik desperately released photon energy, unwilling to give up.
But as Leon increased the intensity of his psychic power,
Gravik quickly lost its voice, unable to even utter the word "no" anymore.
It was utterly desperate, knowing it could certainly not escape the hands of Superman.
This was a demon, a butcher.
Such a person would never let it go.
But its Death didn't matter; if the others also died, then the Skrull race would be finished!
Suddenly, a crackling sound erupted, and someone connected to Gravik's private communication.
"Brother Gravik, why isn't anyone responding? Are you all alright?" A sweet, delicate girl's voice came from the communicator.
Her voice was innocent and clear, "Is the plan going smoothly? Oh, you're all silent. Are you already in the spaceship preparing to return?"
!!
Gravik's eyes widened.
On the other end of the communicator were the children from the fleet.
They were supposed to be the cheerleaders for today's triumphant return.
Chapter 209: Secret Method of Enslavement
They would offer delicious food and blessings to the returning warriors, symbolizing the imminent arrival of true happiness.
But now, the girl's voice made Gravik feel even more remorseful for his own recklessness and arrogance.
If it hadn't been for its obstinacy, if it hadn't thought it could gamble big with a little power.
How could the Skrull face the current danger!
Gravik suddenly understood Taros's concern.
It also suddenly understood what it should do at this moment.
"Run!" It could only squeeze out a hoarse cry from its throat with all its might.
Then, the immense photon energy surging from its entire body suddenly retracted back into its form.
"Hmm?"
Lyon raised an eyebrow, watching Gravik's body swell little by little, with uneven protrusions appearing on its skin.
"Self-destruct?" Lyon silently increased the intensity of his telekinesis.
The next moment, all the energy Gravik had compressed within its body exploded!
Gravik's body swelled like a balloon, then was compressed by the telekinetic barrier Lyon had erected.
Rumble!
Fire shot out, black clouds rolled!
A self-destruction, as if a small Sun had collapsed, occurred in the confined space in front of Lyon.
At the last moment of the self-destruction.
Gravik, relying on the immense impact, temporarily had the leisure to speak.
It screamed hoarsely into the communicator to the Skrull on the other end—
"Run! You fools, run!!!"
Gravik's voice was filled with despair, rolling in the sound of the explosion, and finally dissipating into the rolling dust.
Lyon quickly smoothed everything with telekinesis, stood still, and shook his head.
"Run? What's the use of running now?"
"But your self-destruction had decent power, and it did remind me that besides Death, you can have other uses."
Lyon's mind stirred, and the mental power covering the entire Planet suddenly swarmed into the heads of the six hundred and twenty-nine Super Skrulls.
He cast the Soul Enslavement Secret Art.
His mental power transformed into an invisible net.
It enveloped the souls within the Super Skrull, beginning to "pollute" them and leave an imprint.
A few seconds later.
The souls of all six hundred and twenty-nine Super Skrulls turned the color of Lyon.
Their struggling eyes suddenly became peaceful.
Whether it was Tali, Vara, and others who had wanted to occupy Earth before.
Or Gaya, Somali, and others who wanted to survive on another Planet after the war ended.
After Lyon released the telekinetic restraint.
They all landed, knelt on both knees, and prostrated themselves, shouting "Master!" towards Lyon's direction.
This was the Enslavement Secret Art from the Starry Sky World.
It could, without altering the enslaved person's own logical thinking, make everything revolve around Lyon.
No matter what they did, their subconscious first consideration would be Lyon's interests.
Any thoughts detrimental to Lyon would, from then on, absolutely not appear in their minds.
From this moment on, Lyon was their everything.
As for the drawbacks.
The biggest drawback of the Enslavement Secret Art for the user.
Was that it would damage the enslaved person's talent.
Greatly reducing their future potential, and possibly even halting their progress from then on.
But talent held little meaning for the Skrull.
They only needed to constantly steal the genes of other races, which was enough.
Lyon nodded with satisfaction; it was his first time using the Enslavement Secret Art.
If the targets were this group of Skrull, it could be said there was no psychological pressure whatsoever.
He gave an instruction with his mental power: "Come with me and leave Earth."
After a chorus of replies, over six hundred people, all glowing with golden light, rushed out of Earth.
And Lyon arrived in front of the Skrull fleet that was fleeing the Solar System.
He swept his mental power over all the vessels, quickly enslaving all the Super Skrulls in the same manner and ordering them to leave their ships.
As the Super Skrulls remaining on the ships left.
Carol, who was tied to the main ship's bow, finally had a chance to breathe.
The photon energy in her body was no longer being absorbed, and it finally began to replenish, rapidly producing blood for her body that had not a single drop of blood.
And outside the ships.
Nearly a thousand Super Skrulls lined up behind Lyon.
Each of them surged with vast photon energy; each was a walking nuclear bomb, possessing the power to cleanse a Planet's surface.
Lyon looked at them.
He suddenly couldn't understand.
Gravik had Captain Marvel in hand.
It could have continued to create more Super Skrulls, and then contended for dominance in the Universe.
Even just these Super Skrulls in front of him were enough to attack Thanos; why did it still fixate on Earth?
It could only be said that Gravik had been blinded by its rapidly increasing power.
Its desire had transformed from wanting to find a home to wanting to advance further, preferably in one swift leap.
So after capturing Captain Marvel, it rushed to Earth without stopping, wanting to seize Lyon's blood.
"What a deformed race," Lyon sighed.
"You all wait here."
Lyon gave the order with his mental power, then flew towards the Skrull fleet.
He floated directly in front of the fleet, his cape billowing without wind.
The next second, two Heat Visions shot from his eyes, extending hundreds of kilometers from left to right.
It looked like a giant light sword cutting through the Universe, splitting all the Skrull ships it touched in half.
Consecutive explosions bloomed in the Skrull fleet like fireworks.
Dense and dazzling.
The Super Skrulls watched this scene, lost in thought.
They felt immense sorrow for the passing of their compatriots, their hearts aching to the point of suffocation.
Yet, they held no hatred whatsoever for Lyon.
Instead, they felt that his actions were justified.
Because all of this was the Skrulls' fault.
Though the Skrulls in those ships were their compatriots.
They were incredibly foolish.
Daring to target their Master, they deserved to be killed.
If it weren't for Lyon's relaxed expression, they would even step forward and offer to help.
As the dense ships were cut open and exploded in large swathes.
Soon, the fiery glow of the explosions filled a good portion of the Starry Sky.
Just as Lyon was about to destroy all the ships.
Suddenly, a figure burning with white-gold energy rushed out of the sea of Fire, heading straight for Lyon.
It was Carol!
After her photon energy recovered, it quickly replenished her blood, giving her the strength to fight again!
She rapidly increased her speed in the Universe, and as she approached Lyon, her speed was already nearing Light Speed.
Boom!
A punch thrown at Light Speed heavily struck Lyon.
From her opening and closing lips, Lyon could tell her meaning—Stop!
Lyon was amused.
What kind of person was this?
The Skrull had tied her to the bow of a ship and drained her blood, yet she was still pleading for them.
Lyon responded with a punch without hesitation.
Unlike Captain Marvel, who had to accelerate in space.
From the moment he raised his hand to striking, his punch speed reached Light Speed, fiercely colliding head-on with Carol's fist.
No crisp sound was heard, but Carol's arm briefly bent, and then her entire body flew backward like a meteor.
But a few seconds later, she rushed back.
This time the distance was longer; she accelerated to Light Speed, rapidly crashing into Lyon.
Her mouth was also opening and closing forcefully—There are innocent Skrulls!
Lyon pursed his lips, then threw another punch, like a golf club hitting a rubber ball, sending Carolflying far away.
Carol's defense, with her photon energy pushed to its limit, was indeed astonishing.
He had used an attack power close to Planet-busting, yet this person could rest for a moment and then attack again.
Lyon exchanged a few blows with Carol, and after finding it uninteresting, he caught her Light Speed punch with his left hand and precisely grabbed her by the neck with his right.
Chapter 210 Carol's Despair
Every time Carol fought Leon, she felt like she had turned back into an ordinary person.
Because she always had no ability to resist.
Just like now.
Facing Leon's outstretched hand.
Before she could resist, her neck was tightly constricted.
A strong sense of suffocation instantly enveloped her.
She felt her head begin to lack blood supply, and her face began to flush red.
She desperately wanted to struggle but was controlled by Leon's other hand.
Before Carol could put up a more intense resistance.
She was suddenly turned around, facing the exploding fire and spaceship wreckage that spread for hundreds of miles in space.
Among the scattered wreckage, hundreds of remaining spaceships could be seen accelerating away.
A bad premonition arose in Carol's heart.
It was clearly the dark, cold, soundless vacuum of space.
Yet, Leon's demonic whisper suddenly echoed in her mind.
"You want to protect the remaining Skrulls, don't you? Then watch closely, see what you can protect!"
Carol hadn't reacted yet.
Two scarlet Heat Visions suddenly shot out from her side.
The scorching light cut through the dark Universe, then cut through all the remaining Skrull ships.
Those ships exploded one after another.
Each burst of fire represented the Death of dozens of Skrull lives.
No one survived in the blazing White light.
This fireworks display in space finally welcomed its last piece of the puzzle, concluding perfectly.
At this moment.
This area in the Solar System seemed to be divided into two.
One side was the warm sunlight cast by the Sun.
The other side was continuous explosions, scattered wreckage, and cold corpses.
And they were currently in the center of this space, witnessing the demise of a race.
"No, don't..." Carol's entire heart sank.
What could be more heartbreaking than witnessing the lives you wanted to save perish one after another?
She couldn't save anything, she couldn't protect anything.
Carol looked at Leon with reddened eyes, a surge of anger accumulating, wanting to denounce this executioner.
But Leon raised a hand, signaling: "You wait a moment."
He turned to look at the more than nine hundred Super Skrulls.
He transmitted mentally: "I find all of you disgusting, so don't stay on Earth."
"All of you go into the Universe and bring me the Power Stone and the Mind Stone, and while you're at it, bring me Thanos's head."
"Oh, and don't forget the Skrulls still fleeing in the Universe."
"Remember to send them to reunite with your other compatriots."
"A race should gather together lively."
Upon hearing this, the Skrulls immediately agreed in their hearts.
They had no objection to Leon's degradation.
They all surged with photon energy and flew out of the Solar System.
The parallel movement of nearly a thousand streaks of light, like a meteor shower streaking across the sky, was spectacular.
Carol looked at the departing Super Skrull army, feeling somewhat confused.
She had thought these people were controlled by Leon's force; otherwise, why would they be indifferent to the extinction of their own race?
But now it seemed they could all still move freely, weren't they all well?
Could it be that these people were actually Skrull spies and had reached a cooperation agreement with Superman?
Carol had many doubts and grievances in her heart, but the next moment, all she felt was despair.
Suddenly, a tremendous force struck her neck.
Carol only felt a flash before her eyes.
She was brought back to Earth by Leon.
Before she could be surprised by Superman's speed, she was casually thrown to the ground.
She watched Leon walk towards her, his shadow, elongated by the Sunlight, enveloping her.
Then he said coldly.
"Carol, from 1989, when you gained immense power from the Space Stone's energy, until now."
"In more than twenty years, you seem to have gradually forgotten your original Earthling identity."
"Perhaps many races in the Universe have been grateful for your help."
"But clearly, the current Earth is not among them."
"The war between Earth and the Skrulls is a racial war; your repeated siding with the Skrulls is no different from being a traitor."
Leon's chilling voice made Carol have a bad premonition.
She instinctively retreated a few steps: "What do you want to do!"
"Very simple, strip you of your abilities!" Leon stretched out his hand, and the Space Stone's energy surged from his inner World.
Although only a little over a month had passed since the battle with Dormammu.
Under time acceleration, a hundred years had passed in his inner World.
And the Blood Sea Clone was also inside, comprehending the Time and Space Stones for a hundred years.
The Time and Space Stones were already similar to the concretization of the Universe's origin.
After such a long time, Leon's mastery of laws and his use of the stones had long been Worlds apart from before.
Coupled with Captain Marvel's power originating from the Space Stone.
It was incredibly easy for Leon to manipulate the Space Stone to strip the source of power from Captain Marvel's body.
"No! You can't do that! This is my ability, you can't, and you don't have the ability to do that!" Carolpanicked upon hearing this.
She didn't believe Leon had such a skill.
But she didn't dare to gamble.
Terrifying photon energy ignited on her, and immense energy sprayed out desperately, trying to leave Earth.
But the Space Stone's energy instantly spread out, directly restraining her.
That energy imprisoned her in place, drilling into her body in her terrified expression, permeating every one of her cells.
"Why can't I do that?" Leon's palm faced Carol.
"You played the role of a Superhero in the Universe; you must have often intervened forcefully without the consent of those involved, right?"
"I'm just doing the same thing as you, why can't you accept it?"
"All unfavorable situations are only because the power is not strong enough."
"Now that your power is not as strong as mine, I can naturally do whatever I want to you."
As early as in the Starry Sky World's illusion, Leon had deeply understood the principle that strength is everything.
His fingers gently wiggled.
The gem energy had already spread to every corner of Carol's body.
Immediately, it surged out like a flood breaking a dam.
Accompanying this surging energy.
There was also Carol's source of power.
Carol immediately felt her own changes.
She panicked.
"No, you can't do this!!"
Every second, she could feel her body becoming weaker.
The photon energy that was once at her beck and call was moving away from her.
Even the physical body, strengthened by photon energy, was rapidly weakening.
It was like a spaceship carried to high altitude by a Rocket suddenly losing the Rocket's thrust, and thus could only continuously accelerate downwards, returning to its rightful position.
"From now on, you will return to being an ordinary person and repent your betrayal of Earth in the torment of day and night!"
Leon drew out the last trace of Carol's origin, looking down at her.
"As a fellow superhuman, I know you cannot repent; if that's the case, then take your ordinariness and drown in stubbornness!"
Leon's words struck Carol's mind like thunder.
She gritted her teeth, pointing at Leon, wanting to say something.
--For example, she had experienced countless setbacks since childhood, and the thing she learned least was to bow her head.
But the backlash from the complete loss of her power source caused her body to convulse violently, collapsing into Leon's Shadow.
She was extremely weak, her taut skin suddenly began to loosen, and scars appeared.
Losing all sources of extraordinary power, her seemingly ageless face began to be eroded by time once again.
"No, how could this be, my body, how could it!" Carol looked at her hands in horror, her voice as faint as that of a long-term invalid.
Chapter 211 Final Imprisonment
Strength is a person's confidence.
Life is too.
When a long life suddenly reverted to the short hundred years of an ordinary human,
Carol, already nearing fifty, finally lost her last shred of stubbornness.
"No, no, no, no!"
She no longer had any calmness.
She no longer had that stubbornness that always made her stand up again after encountering setbacks.
She shakily raised her hands, then frantically touched her face with trembling hands.
How could her arms have become so withered?
How could her cheeks have developed such ugly wrinkles?
Carol was stunned.
Her eyes, already dim from weakness, suddenly lost all color.
Carol felt as if she had fallen into a dark well, and the entire World was leaving her.
"Already starting to feel pain? Don't worry, humans are very adaptable creatures; you'll soon get used to this pain. It will hover over your head like a nightmare for the rest of your life."
Leon's voice startled Carol.
Her dim eyes looked at Leon, as if she had suddenly seen hope again.
"Don't do this, Superman, please, don't do this!"
"Give them back to me, please, give them back to me, I can't lose them, I..."
Never had Carol regretted anything as much as she did at this moment.
She shouldn't have returned to Earth, shouldn't have provoked Superman with force, and shouldn't have, out of old affection and sympathy, unilaterally agreed to let the Skrull stay on behalf of all humanity.
Too many'shouldn't haves' led to the current situation.
Perhaps the biggest'shouldn't have' was that she was too much weaker than Superman, yet she stubbornly insisted on her own opinion.
Carol crawled towards Leon, using both hands and feet, but her voice and movements abruptly stopped.
It was Leon who had restrained her with his telekinesis.
"Cherishing something only after losing it is too late and meaningless. You should spend the rest of your life learning what cherishing truly means."
Leon drew a portal and stepped through it with Carol.
He was going to hand Carol over to Tony, to let the international court judge this human traitor.
He believed that Nick Fury, in the undersea prison, would soon have the company of his old friend.
Leon felt that letting Carol spend the rest of her suddenly shortened life, now only a few decades, in the dark "Raft" prison would be the best punishment for her.
...
"So, the Skrull were annihilated just like that?" Tony asked, a bit incredulous. "Don't they use the internet? Don't they know how strong you are?"
"Who knows? These green-skinned guys are truly disgusting."
"They always want to invade other people's homes, and they have no self-awareness," Leon said.
He listened to Captain Marvel's angry shouts as she was dragged away by two Agents outside the door, and then instructed Tony.
"Carol is in your hands. She needs a just outcome."
"Don't worry," Tony poured a glass of brandy for Leon. "Besides lifelong imprisonment or direct execution, I can't imagine any other judgment."
He pointed his finger at the sky and spun it twice: "Besides, the sudden appearance of hundreds of Skrull earlier, and their attacks on ordinary people, truly scared the various governments."
"You stopped them then, right? Everyone knows only you can stop hundreds of those guys at once."
"And Jarvis recorded the footage of you annihilating the Skrull in the Universe and sent it to the Avengers."
"All I need to do is hand the recording over to the Security Council."
"From now on, if you say one word, who on Earth would dare to refute it?"
"Hey, speaking of which, why do I feel like you're heading in the direction of an unjust Superman?"
"You haven't even found your Louise yet; isn't it inappropriate to go dark now?" Tony chattered on.
Leon was speechless: "The wings on my back are so numerous they're almost tangled. Does that still count as not having found Louise?"
"Wait, so you're not denying you've gone dark? God, no wonder you've been wearing black uniforms lately; they look too dark." Tony took a sip of brandy.
"No, Tony... are you talking a bit too much today? Is something on your mind?" Leon was alert.
He looked down and saw that Tony's hand, holding the wine glass, was indeed trembling slightly.
This was a symptom of anxiety.
He frowned slightly: "Your appearance... could it be that the power displayed by those Super Skrull has triggered your anxiety again?"
Tony's mouth twitched, and he covered his mouth and nose with the wine glass: "Do I look like someone who would be anxious? Not at all. I've never been better."
"Really?" Leon didn't believe Tony's nonsense at all.
"...Alright, alright, don't look at me like that. I was just a little worried when those flashy Skrull flew out of the Solar System."
Tony finished in one breath, "Each of them is as strong as Captain Marvel, right? Even you could only let them leave."
"So you were worried about them making a comeback?" Leon chuckled, "Impossible, I've controlled all of them."
"Controlled?"
"That's right, I used something from the Starry Sky World..." Leon briefly explained the process.
"Enslavement Secret Art? Shit, there's even a secret art like that? Leon, you're becoming less and less like a good person now."
After hearing it, Tony became energetic again, the suppression in his heart vanished, and he immediately started being sarcastic towards his younger brother again.
"Yes, yes, I'm not a good person, but I still brought you a gift." Leon raised his hand, and a brilliant white-gold light gradually lit up in his palm.
Around these lights, there was a faint blue gem energy circling.
"What is this?"
"Your fiftieth birthday gift."
"Oh, thank you, I'm not even forty yet!"
"But the birthday gift has already been given to you, that sky fortress, have you forgotten?"
"A 2.5-hand birthday gift, I'll never forget it." Tony joked.
"So, what exactly is this?"
"Carol's abilities: Super strength, Super speed, Super self-healing, Super lifespan, etc..."
Leon raised an eyebrow: "How about it? Doesn't it sound like a hand of God, where with just one touch, you'll have everything?"
"Really?" Tony's expression suddenly became serious.
He leaned closer to Leon, observing carefully: "This is Captain Marvel's power... you stripped her of her abilities!"
"Yes, this is the best punishment for her," Leon said. "I'll merge it into your body now."
"No! Wait, wait..." Tony waved his hands repeatedly.
"I can't stand turning into that kind of glowing little dress look!"
"Are you serious? God-like power is right in front of you, and you're concerned about appearance? And it's clearly very cool!" Leon raised an eyebrow.
"Let me think..." Tony walked a few steps with his wine glass, stopped to ponder, and finally looked up to ask.
"Aren't you giving it to your Men in Black girls? Their fighting style is more suited for this power."
"They don't need it. In fact, as long as my strength breaks through another major realm, they'll be able to borrow my power, thereby gaining a long life, or even becoming another little Superman."
"That sounds really good! How about this, I'll also be like them and borrow your power when the time comes."
Tony said, "As for this one, forget it. Give it to someone else instead."
"Things from the outside are often easy to lose. I still trust Jarvis more, and my suits."
Leon nodded: "Then Pepper it is."
Tony's eyes lit up: "Right! Giving it to Pepper is good, that's an excellent idea. From now on, she can become... *cough*, I mean, she can protect herself at night."
"Is that so? I advise you two to take it easy. I don't want to return to Los Angeles one day and find our home in ruins."
Leon opened a portal with a half-smile.
On the other side, Pepper, who was having afternoon tea, looked over curiously: "Tony? And Leon? What are you two doing?"
Ever since Jarvis became an intelligent life form,
He had taken over most of the management work for the companies under Stark Industries.
Now Pepper could finally escape from endless work and have time to drink tea or exercise with Tony.
"Pepper, do you want to become a beautiful woman who never ages, possessing eternal youth?" Leon asked with a smile.
"Eternal youth? Are you kidding me, Leon?" Pepper put down her delicate teacup.