Marvel: Why should I save you? We are close friends.

Not far from Chaoli Yuyue, there is also a battlefield.

But unlike his side, there was no rain over there. Instead, there was a heat wave that came like a tide, and continuous, deafening explosions, as if the whole world was set on fire at this moment.

The sky of Hell's Kitchen had long been dyed a sickly orange-red by the blazing flames, like a sign before the end of the world. Under this sky engulfed by flames, G, like a god of war bathed in fire, landed on the burned-out wreckage of the billboard.

His scarlet cloak fluttered in the strong wind, and wherever he passed, the asphalt road cracked into lava-like grooves, as if even the earth was shaking, fearing his power.

Three fire hydrants that were completely melted by the high temperature lay quietly at G's feet like twisted scrap metal. The sizzling liquid metal etched a strange family crest on the ground as it dripped - the crest of Mirufiore. G stared at this strange symbol, frowning, and muttered to himself: "A family from a parallel universe? How dare they start a war here so recklessly."

At this moment, the container terminal on the west side of Hell's Kitchen had already turned into a hell on earth. Twelve tanker trucks were twisted into red skeletons in the serial explosions, and the flames licked everything wantonly. Even a heavy rain could not extinguish the flames of sin.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning and despair, as if the whole world was on the brink of destruction.

Not far away, a hoarse male voice pierced through the continuous explosions and resounded through the sky. "The third block has been cleared~"

Pomegranate, a cadre with six hanging flowers, tore open the collar of his suit that was scorched by the flames, revealing the Mare ring on his chest.

The ring was flashing with a strange light, condensing the flame into the shape of a skull, as if announcing the arrival of death.

"Next, it's time to blow out those rats hiding in the sewers." Pomegranate grinned, his tone full of cruelty and pleasure.

Hearing this, G's pupils suddenly contracted.

His gaze penetrated the raging flames and fell on the ruins fifty meters away.

There, three residents of Hell's Kitchen were huddled helplessly under a collapsed billboard. The burning steel bars were like the scythe of the god of death, which could fall at any time and devour them completely.

A strong sense of anger and responsibility surged in G's heart.

He pulled out three arrows engraved with the Vongola family crest with his backhand. Flames shot up from the rings onto the arrowheads, drawing three red tracks in the rainstorm.

boom! boom! boom!

The arrows accurately penetrated three load-bearing columns, and the burning steel bars disintegrated into iron sand in the air.

Pomegranate turned around suddenly and saw a figure holding a bow emerging from the rain of fire - his long ochre-red hair was tied into a high ponytail, his indigo cloak fluttered in the heat waves, and the burning arrow tip was pointing directly at his forehead.

"This method of killing is worse than any other mafia." G cursed under his breath, tore off his blood-soaked leather gloves, and the red flame of death ignited on his fingertips.

This is the power of the first Vongola Ransho, and it is his oath to protect this land.

The wolf-tooth arrowhead was burned by the flames, igniting a blazing flame that burned the sky.

The bowstring shook, and the arrow turned into a roaring fire dragon, piercing through the blazing column of fire and heading straight for the pomegranate.

Pomegranate grinned and easily caught the arrow with his mechanical arm.

Pomegranate grinned and grabbed the arrow with his mechanical arm, sparks bursting from his knuckles: "You are the guardian of the Vongola family, G, and that's all you can do?"

The voice hasn't fallen

The crushed arrow suddenly exploded with a thousand-foot-long red light. Pomegranate retreated three steps, and black marks appeared on its mechanical arm.

"It seems that you are weaker than I thought. No matter who you are, you know me. You should also know the consequences of destroying Hell's Kitchen."

G was already standing on top of the unextinguished flames, with the second arrow on the bowstring: "This is enough to kill you. I will never allow you to destroy the home that Vongola I and Chen Ye worked so hard to build."

"Destruction is to protect..."

"I didn't buy any seats for my fireworks show." Pomegranate grinned and crushed the flaming skull in his palm. A 20-meter-high blast wave exploded from the ground. "Turn into a kebab for me!"

Faced with the overwhelming blast, G appeared unusually calm.

He kicked the scorching air and leaped back like a ghost. At the same time, seven rockets flew out of his quiver, like meteors across the night sky.

The first arrow tore through the blast wave, the second ignited the falling concrete block, turning it into a blazing fireball;

The third arrow accurately pierced the hem of Pomegranate's cloak, which symbolized glory and status, leaving a striking crack.

When the seventh arrow grazed the Mare ring on Pomegranate's finger, a huge Vongola emblem had been burned out on the wall of the container, as if announcing to the world the glory and inviolability of the Vongola family.

Pomegranate looked at this scene with a playful smile on his face: "Interesting, really interesting, hahahaha. It seems that I underestimated you, G."

"The flame of haze..." Pomegranate tore off the flaming cloak, and magma lines appeared on his bronze skin. "It is the fuel used to blow the world into fireworks!"

The entire dock suddenly shook violently, and thirty-six underground oil tanks erupted simultaneously.

G ran fast on the sloping ground, arrows continuously shot into the sky - the burning oil rain was decomposed into harmless steam by the mist-attribute flames, clearing a passage for the fleeing crowd.

"We can't let you destroy Hell's Kitchen like this, or else Chen Ye will scold me again!"

"The Secret of the Storm - Yatagarasu."

G shouted, and his cloak instantly transformed into nine hundred burning crows.

Each of these fire crows radiates a blazing light, and contains in their bodies 1% of the decomposition energy of the giant mushroom of the little boy during World War II.

The array they formed rushed towards the enemy camp like a burning galaxy, enveloping the place where the pomegranate was in a sea of ​​fire.

However, Pomegranate did not sit idly by.

He waved his hands, and rock pillars continued to erupt from the ground, forming an indestructible barrier to resist the attacks of the burning fire crows.

"Not enough, not enough at all! G" Pomegranate suddenly rushed out from the center of the explosion. His mechanical arm transformed into a giant battle axe, the axe blade wrapped in black and red lightning: "Take this move! Hellfire Slash!"

The battle axe fell with destructive force, and its trajectory not only tore through space, but was also accompanied by deafening thunder, as if even time had stopped.

Faced with this sudden attack, G appeared unusually calm. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, without the slightest trace of panic or fear.

He just turned his body to the side and lightly dodged the blow that was enough to destroy everything, and the aftermath of the battle axe ruthlessly split the buildings behind him into two, with rubble and dust flying all over the sky, as if doomsday had come.

G did not stop. He used the inertia of dodging sideways to spin his body and instantly pulled the bow in his hand to its full length. An arrow, with a sound of breaking through the air, accurately penetrated the axe shadow left by Pomegranate when he swung the battle axe and hit the vital point of his mechanical joint.

Shi Liu felt the pain and roared, then he tore off the smoking mechanical arm. Sparks flew from the broken end. Then he pulled out a long whip made of lava from the broken end. The whip was so hot that it seemed to be able to melt everything.

"Hundred-layered Hell of Fire!" With his order, the long whip was swung in the air. Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to be on fire. Hundreds of fire walls rose from the ground, covering the entire area in a sea of ​​fire.

G shuttled through the sea of ​​fire like a ghost. Every time he landed, he cleverly used the gaps between the fire walls to trigger a series of violent explosions, gaining more living space for himself.

The bow and arrow in his hand never stopped, and arrows shot towards the pomegranate like a meteor shower, but what was puzzling was that the trajectories of these arrows seemed chaotic and there was no pattern at all.

"Haha, G, even your archery hands are shaking now, what else can you use to fight me?" Seeing this, Pomegranate couldn't help but laugh out loud, his words full of sarcasm and disdain.

However, G seemed not to have heard it and continued to shoot arrows silently, with an indescribable determination and confidence flashing in his eyes.

"Don't be impatient, let the arrow fly for a while."

He whispered to himself, his tone revealing a calmness that was beyond the battle.