[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

At this moment.

Top floor of the Empire State Building.

Bruce stood on the top floor expressionlessly. He lowered his head and looked down at the whole Manhattan. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

A white figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"The Pope," Bruce said softly.

"It's really rare." The Pope walked to him and looked down at the city. "It's the only time like this that I can come out for a breath of fresh air."

He didn't want to waste the opportunity brought by the use of this precious EX purity faith crystal.

This crystal is enough to offset the pollution he brought.

He turned his face to look at Bruce, smiled and said, "You really gave me one surprise after another."

In this case, he was able to stay awake, not be affected by the singer's singing, and he was still able to speak.

It has to be said that Bruce Wayne, as the person in the world who knows the most about the Eye of the Mystic Star and the Church of the Mystic Star, did not waste any time in the past three years. The power of Star Eye has undergone certain targeted improvements.

While this posed no threat to Hawthorne, it was a testament to Bruce Wayne's astonishing quality and talent.

"Where's he going?" Bruce asked.

"Singer?" The Pope said, "He will return to the refuge our Lord prepared for us. Don't worry, with his pollution level, he will not appear on Earth for at least hundreds of years."

Hundreds of years.

To Outer God, this time is just a moment, and to Xingchao, it is just a flick of a finger.

But for human beings, this is a natural moat that cannot be crossed at all.

Whether it is for Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark, this means that they will never see Alice again until they die.

Bruce was not surprised by the result.

Perhaps it was the best result that the singer didn't really die.

The Pope looked in Tony's direction and narrowed his eyes: "...cocoon."

"What?" Bruce asked.

"The cocoon of the whale." The Pope said calmly, "Now he has given the other half to Tony Stark. What luck."

Bruce was silent.

He didn't ask what such behavior represented. He had already judged the result from the pope's obviously surprised and stunned tone.

"So, has the Crimson Core been resolved?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah." The Pope replied, "The warrior will take care of it."

The moment the pollution frequency was completely suppressed, the warrior's blade had split the heart of the crimson core in two.

Both the entity and the incorporeal body were killed at the same time, and the coming of the high-latitude power completely snuffed out its chance of escape, and it didn't even have time to ask for help from its master like the terror of the moon.

Perhaps because this operation did not cause any casualties, Bruce's tone was calm: "I have been investigating you all these years."

"I know." The Pope said.

"The belief in the eye of the secret star appeared on the earth for a while, and then disappeared in the long river of history." Bruce said, "Last year, I went to the isolated island that once believed in the eye of the secret star."

The pope's pupils moved slightly.

Bruce turned his face, looked at the Pope, and asked calmly: "I found some clues and doubts that were not recorded in history, and found some murals and records buried deep in the caves of the island. The truth that has disappeared in the history... maybe you can give me some explanations?"

Pope: "Oh?"

After a moment of silence, Bruce asked softly:

"Who is Hawthorne Dylan?"

……

A dead silence spread between the two, obviously they were immersed in a warm and soft special water body, but Bruce felt a cold and strange aura that made his hair stand on end.

"Where did you hear that name?" said the Pope.

His tone was clearly calm, but Bruce felt an unprecedented sense of danger.

This intuition of danger does not come from a perception of malice and hostility.

At this moment, he seemed to perceive a gaze, a vast, mysterious and icy gaze from beyond the starry sky.

There was no malice in that gaze, and there was even some human curiosity, but that existence was too powerful to even be described by human words like powerful. He was a supreme existence that completely surpassed history and time.

With just one look, Bruce even had the illusion that the blood in his body was about to flow backwards.

He involuntarily clenched his hand on the railing.

"... On that isolated island, I accidentally found a stone slab." Bruce said, "The stone slab was engraved with what seemed to be a letter, but it was so old that only a few words remained. And the signature of this letter is Hawthorne Dylan - of course, that could just be part of his name."

"Where is the letter?" asked the Pope.

"As an exchange of information, I have already told you a piece of information. Unless you answer my question, I will not give any more information." Bruce frowned slightly, "So..."

—Who is Hawthorne Dylan?

The Pope looked at him deeply and was silent for a long, long time.

Just when Bruce was about to lose patience, he said:

"That is the traveler's real name."

……

【gentlemen……】

The voice of the system sounded in Hawthorne's mind.

Hawthorn woke up from his contemplation: "Yes."

【what on earth is it? 】

Hawthorne was silent for a moment, and said, "Perhaps the problem that has troubled me for three years will soon find new clues."

……

New York fell into a sleepless night.

As if time had been frozen, people in the whole city had a good night's sleep without worry.

When they wake up, everything is still the same as before sleep.

Only the tide has receded, and the fresh, moist aroma remains in the air.The impetuousness and anxiety bestowed by a busy city on its residents were all washed away in this peaceful sleep, and they only felt unprecedented relaxation.

They started to take to the streets, discussing what had happened.

"So, what happened yesterday? All I remember is that there were suddenly many terrifying monsters on the street, and red tentacles protruding from the ground!"

"I just remember being nauseous and nauseous ... my head was buzzing."

"It's horrible, I was almost caught by that zombie-like monster!"

"I see the Avengers! They're dealing with those monsters!"

"So... where are the monsters?"

Everyone looked at each other, their memories gradually recovered, and soon, they realized that the tide that fell from the sky washed everything - including those terrible monsters.

"Do you remember that song...?"

"That song...is really nice."

"Is that a lullaby? I fell asleep just listening to the melody."

"Do you think that voice... that voice is very familiar?"

"..."

Everyone has an answer in their hearts.

"Alice."

……

"I once thought about what kind of melody it would be if Alice could write the eighth song without words... and the song I heard yesterday is so similar to the ballad in my dream!"

"Is Alice's spirit protecting us?"

"That's clearly Alice's voice!"

What happened in New York soon spread throughout the world.

In a world where the existence of gods has already been proven, such a miracle would not cause too much panic, but instead caused the believers of the Mystic Star Church to erupt again.

Fanatics of Alice firmly believe that Alice's heroic spirit is protecting them, while believers of Mystery have quite objection to this: "Such an obvious miracle, the rescued New Yorkers would think it was an ordinary The singer helped them? It is obviously the salvation from the eyes of the great secret star!"

The word "ordinary" ignited the fans on the spot, and an online spat war broke out immediately, tearing it into darkness. They didn't know that they flooded the Dragon King Temple, and the friendly forces fought each other for [-] rounds.

However, these small episodes did not affect the excitement of Alice fans at the moment.

Countless people took to the streets spontaneously again, to the ruins still surrounded by the cordon, countless snow-white pigeons flew in the sky, under the sun, in the air still filled with moisture, a rainbow appeared from the sky The end came across, as if welcoming someone back to the other side of the sky.

Soon, a petition appeared on the Internet——

Petition to build a statue of Alice in this square to commemorate the singer who lost her life under human violence but still left countless miracles for the world.

The number of willing people is increasing, and the voice is getting louder.

The influence of a star reached an unimaginable peak after his death.

……

On the other hand, Fury is also struggling with SHIELD.

As we all know, the tide of the singer purified all the polluted people, while the believers of the crimson core, the group of people who were infected to the point of death and could not be saved, melted silently in the tide.

So - S.H.I.E.L.D. evaporated half of its staff overnight.

Fury: ...? ? ?

The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who hadn't had time to calm down from the joy of victory, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

After recovering, he could only bite the bullet and solve the mess of S.H.I.E.L.D.

After waking up, the Avengers went to check Hydra's base.

There is nothing left.

The detectors showed that the crustal activity was completely normal, and the deep red core seemed to have never existed before. It merged into the earth and became the nutrient of this planet, and there was no sign of life anymore.

Overnight, everything was calm.

"It's so unimaginably hypnotic." Steve felt tiredness still remained in his body, but his thinking was unprecedentedly clear.

Such an extremely dangerous war allowed them to reap the fruits of victory without bloodshed.

"Are the casualty statistics out?" Strange asked.

Natasha took the words: "Ordinary citizens have no casualties, and Hydra is completely wiped out."

Peter took a breath: "Is it such a precise strike?"

Everyone was silent, they all thought of Gotham three years ago.

At that time, Gotham seemed to be put into a black box. The court of owls was completely wiped out, and the gangsters were dead and maimed. The rest were either imprisoned or recruited, but ordinary citizens did not suffer any direct harm from the church. .

It wasn't until the fog of the black box was cleared that everyone could see a new city, the current Gotham.

And New York was put into a black box overnight, and when it was released again, the monsters that once threatened all citizens and even the entire earth disappeared without a trace.

Such a style of acting, such a precise scalpel-like cutting, is simply a miracle.

"...Where's Alice?" Natasha suddenly realized something was wrong.

Both Steve and Peter were slightly taken aback. They subconsciously looked at Tony who was standing behind them and hadn't spoken.

The latter was lowering his head at this moment, looking at the white ball of light floating on his palm.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the white light cluster seems to be more solidified.

"Tony?" Steve called softly.

Tony raised his head as if waking up from a dream. He looked at the slightly worried eyes of the people around him, took a deep breath, and put away the white light ball in his palm.

"Are you sure there is no problem here?" He said calmly, looking up at Strange.

Strange closed his eyes for a moment, then finally opened his eyes and nodded.

"Fine," Tony said, his mask lowered and the foot thrusters activated. "Then, I'm going to do some personal business."

Then, he turned into a streamer and disappeared in place.