American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Thump, thump, thump...

Accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps, twenty or thirty armed guards finally rushed out of the White House. Without a word, they faced Tony and the others and began to pull their triggers.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Bullets poured down like a torrential rain, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke. Tony's body flashed as he suddenly stood at the forefront, with bullets frantically drilling into the faint blue magic shield.

But after all, the defensive performance of the magic shield was superior. These incoming bullets lost their kinetic energy and fell weakly to the ground, clanging as they were all blocked by the magic shield.

"Heh heh, these guys, leave them all to me!"

Shouting, Deadpool moved instantly. Injury and death were already commonplace for him. As soon as he appeared in the middle of the guards, he waved his blade and slashed wildly through the crowd.

"Ah!

Stop him!"

Bang, bang, bang!

!

"No, this guy can't be killed. He's coming again!"

"D-don't come over here!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!

!"

"......"

Covered in blood and riddled with bullet holes, Deadpool laughed as he raised and lowered his blade. He didn't even blink as he slashed wildly from west to east.

"Heh heh heh... Come on, babies, let Daddy love you~"

Wielding a blood-stained longsword, Deadpool, aside from his penchant for being verbally cheap, had maxed out his killer maniac aura.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Two repulsor rays blasted several guards on the periphery away. Tony flew anxiously towards the White House, he had to confirm whether Pepper was still there!

"Tony... I knew you'd go in."

Turning indifferently, the middle-aged woman, Wesker, waved her hand. Ignoring Tony's departure, she beckoned more Weskers to come forward.

Thump.

Holding his shield in front of Constantine and Peter, Steve looked at the approaching group with a solemn face and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone be careful, these people... are not simple!"

[Emotional value from Steve Rogers +2013]

[Emotional value from Peter Parker +2009]

......

Whoosh!

The propulsion device on his feet spewed flames, and Tony flew straight towards the White House. Security personnel who tried to stop him pulled out their handguns and fired, but they couldn't penetrate his armor's defenses.

He activated the armor's biological scanning module, and with just a slight sweep, he scanned all the personnel inside the White House, then compared the scanned body size data with Pepper's data.

Swish!

His eyes lit up, and he flew towards the Oval Office.

— Peng!

The wall of the Oval Office was savagely smashed open, and Tony was overjoyed to see that face.

Kacha.

A rocket launcher was shouldered by "Pepper", who tilted her head and sneered as she launched a rocket the moment Tony entered.

Peng!

Hit head-on by a rocket, half of the magic crystals embedded in the Mark 9 armor shattered. Tony's body rolled and flew a long distance, plowing a path across the lawn outside.

He lay on the ground, shaking his head. The detection module inside his helmet flashed a red alert, indicating that the armor's damage rate exceeded 41%.

"Ha......"

Pressing his hands on the ground, Tony tried to turn himself over.

Bang!

A foot stomped hard on his back, and a rocket launcher was pressed against the back of his head.

His pupils contracted rapidly, and Tony's body turned sharply to the right. "Pepper's" voice was cold and sinister as she ruthlessly pulled the trigger, issuing a death sentence.

"Die, Tony!"

Boom—!

The massive explosion sent both of them flying. At the critical moment, Tony blasted out an arc discharge from his chest, using the reaction force to flip his body over violently.

His body crashed heavily into the steel fence outside the lawn. The fence creaked and twisted, deforming outwards.

But he didn't dare rest for even a moment. He didn't have time to extinguish the flames on his body, and pushed himself up from the ground with one hand. Just as the repulsor ray on his right hand lit up, another rocket hit him.

"Olay, shet......"

Peng—!

Piercing through the fence behind him, Tony was blasted straight into the street.

He rolled on the ground, the armor on his body sparking against the ground. The sound of the friction was shrill and ear-piercing. The magic crystals on his body all dimmed and shattered completely.

Thump, thump, thump.

Wearing high heels, "Pepper" carried the rocket launcher through the broken fence.

She looked at Tony and slowly put a pair of sunglasses on her face.

In that instant, all the pedestrians on the street trembled. Their faces stiffened, and they all began to transform......

[Emotional value from Tony Stark +2021]

……

New York.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the giant infant, now 80 meters tall, lowered his finger-pointing hands, ending his somewhat... chuuni declaration.

Previously, everyone could only call him a giant infant, but now, he had a new name—Albert Wesker!

If there is another name, please call him—Angel Giant!

After all, having two small wings is kind of a thing, right?

Thump!

Moving his feet, he began to walk, slowly, like a god walking on the earth, surrounded by his divine court, everything at his will.

Rumble!

As he continued to walk forward, the ground shook violently, and the buildings in front of him began to tilt and collapse. They floated up to both sides, as if Moses parted the sea to make way.

The route of this road was so straight that it could go all the way to the White House.

Peng!

"Oh lay, shet! The other side is about to come over, what is Nick Fury still dawdling about?!"

Looking at the 80-meter-tall giant infant, Mr. President's face was pale. He slammed the table as if he had returned to the age of the dinosaurs.

He was scared to death, picked up the phone and ordered Nick Fury to start the machine quickly, but after calling for a long time, no one answered?

"......"

Peng!

Slamming the phone to pieces, Mr. President angrily said 'f*ck' three times in a row.

Black Egghead didn't know what was going on and didn't answer his phone. He was panicked in his heart, only feeling that every step of Wesker, this giant infant, was heavily stepping on his chest, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He covered his chest, his face flushed red, and complained inwardly, shet... I'm still an old man!

Seeing Wesker's actions, the bigwigs in the room also changed their faces one after another. They were restless, slamming the table and arguing loudly.

"What to do? He seems to be really walking towards us!"

"No, send out some more fighter jets to see if they can stop him!"

"Are you crazy? Haven't the previous fighter jets been destroyed enough?"

"Then what method do you suggest? Use a nuclear bomb?!"

"......"

Looking at these high-ranking officials who only knew how to argue, Mr. President sat on the chair with a bitter expression, only feeling that the United States was going to be finished.

What time is it, and they are still arguing!

Tat, tat, tat...

A reporter from the New York Daily News accurately photographed the scene of the 80-meter-tall giant infant walking in New York. She didn't know why this news helicopter was able to survive, but could only guess that Wesker had some use for it.

They almost photographed the appearance of the giant infant Wesker head-on. Wesker naturally waved to them, his eyes cold and proud like a god. The look in his eyes at the camera was like looking down at some small ants, full of contempt.

Buzz—

15 F22 fighter jets streaked across the sky, humming as they flew from afar.

They received orders from their superiors and dared not get too close. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, they fired missiles at top speed.

But the giant infant at this time was different from before. Wesker only slightly changed the parameters of the nearby gravitational field, and these missiles turned around in the air, and then.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

In just an instant, only three of the 15 fighter jets survived.

The remaining three were scared out of their wits, afraid to approach, and only dared to circle in the distance. They trembled and shouted for support.

"Support, we need support!!"