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Chapter 617 Civil War (2)
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Captain America finally signed.
He touched his empty arm, falling into a long silence. A hint of confusion appeared in his resolute pupils.
Was this decision right, or wrong?
No one knew; before the results were out, no one knew this.
Tony watched Steve sign, and let out a long breath. With Steve handled, nothing else would be a problem.
"Where is our God?" Tony tilted his head, asking Thor, whose appearance had greatly changed.
"I will not sign," Thor, nearly three meters tall, said in a deep voice. "I am the King of Asgard, and I will accept your command, because you are my comrades. But I will absolutely not accept Earth's command; the nature of the command is different."
"Alright, alright, God-King, you call the shots." Tony indifferently put away the document, glanced at everyone present one last time, and then walked out of the conference room.
"Mr. Stark!" Spider-Man chased after him and stopped him. "I signed this document; will my aunt be in danger?"
Tony looked around, then placed a hand on Spider-Man's shoulder. "Trust me, kid, your family will receive the best protection. Haven't you seen that Pepper and I are perfectly safe? We're living quite comfortably."
"I believe you, sir. In fact, it's because of you that I signed..." Spider-Man said hesitantly.
Tony looked at him for a moment, then patted his shoulder heavily. "Everything will be alright."
...
At the same time, in Gotham City, heavy rain poured down. Rolling dark clouds covered everything, penetrating straight to the soul.
Several figures stood atop a skyscraper. The torrential rain beat down on them, yet could not make their bodies waver in the slightest.
"It's decided. This 'Superhero Registration Act,' our Justice League will absolutely not sign. Superheroes are superheroes precisely because they uphold justice. But when this powerful justice is placed under sunlight, everything will change."
The large cape was flattened by the heavy rain, clinging tightly to Batman's body. The pupils behind his mask were as calm and rational as ever as he overlooked Gotham City under the rain.
"Conflict is inevitable," Diana said in a deep voice. "When some choose to compromise, then those of us who refuse to compromise will be met with hostility and targeting."
"Then let them come," Superman said calmly. "We have never feared any unjust actions."
"Will we fight the Avengers?" The Flash scratched his chin.
"We will not actively seek conflict with them," Batman said in a hoarse voice, "but if they actively come after us, then everything will be different."
The Flash was silent for a moment, finally sighed, and said nothing.
Accepting the act meant everything would be placed under sunlight, which would be too terrible for The Flash. He wasn't afraid of anyone, but his family and friends were different; they could be killed by crazed criminals.
Batman stood silently for a moment, then was the first to move, jumping off the skyscraper. With his wings spread, he was like a ghost in the darkness.
"I will go and negotiate with Tony. He wants to be the Secretary of Defense, but he shouldn't drag unrelated people onto his war wagon. If he insists on enforcing the will of the government to pressure us... then be prepared."
Batman's voice came from the rain, obstructed by the sound of the rain, becoming intermittent, as if deliberately cut off by something in the darkness.
"It won't come to that," Superman comforted his comrade beside him. His smiling face exuded immense charisma, but the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.
The worst-case scenarios had been calculated countless times by Superman. He only hoped that this wouldn't become reality...
...
Murphy's Law proved that the more a situation was worried about, the more likely it was to become reality.
Iron Man became the Secretary of Defense, publicly issuing a statement: the "Superhero Registration Act" was responsible for public safety, and every superhero had a responsibility to accept the act. At the same time, the act would strictly adhere to the principle of confidentiality, and all information would be sealed with the highest classified security level.
Of course, as for confidentiality, that was just for show; anyone who truly believed it was a fool.
In front of a group of super criminals with extraordinary combat power and exceptional intelligence, any so-called confidentiality was laughable.
Moreover, secrets kept by the government were practically undefended.
As soon as this news spread, public opinion worldwide immediately exploded.
The scenarios that all insightful people hoped to avoid seemed to inevitably emerge and rapidly slide towards the abyss.
The increasingly strong scent of gunpowder and the aggressive stance of certain individuals from the authorities pushed matters into an even worse situation.
Civil War was already inevitable.
This incident had no right or wrong; it was truly a division of ideology.
Iron Man was right; he didn't want the power of superheroes to spiral out of control, and he had already publicly revealed his identity, and had the ability to protect those close to him.
Batman was also right. He was the Dark Knight, forever walking in darkness yet yearning for light. He would never reveal Batman's identity, and remained suspicious of everything.
There was no right or wrong; it was purely a gap in ideology and perception.
As Tony said, no one knew how many would die... including both parties involved, they themselves wouldn't have anticipated how many would die...
...
Tony sat on the Mobius Chair, receiving a large amount of information transmitted by the chair. Nothing happening on Earth escaped Tony's surveillance.
"Ultimately, a fight is still inevitable..." Tony said with a calm expression.
Let them fight. Negotiations had broken down, both sides were unable to compromise, and could only solve the problem with might.
The heroes on Earth solved problems with might. Similarly, Tony also needed to solve problems with might.
The four-in-one Mother Box slowly floated under Tony's control. Then, intense white colored light flashed, and the entire Mother Box began to expand wildly. A terrifying black barrier continuously spread, powerfully enveloping the entire Main Universe.
The Mother Box barrier, crackling with electricity and thunder, enveloped the Main Universe within, protecting it to the maximum extent from the harm of powerful enemies.
Streaks of white dragons roared, rushed into Tony's body, covering his body's surface, elevating Tony's aura to infinity. The roaring ocean boiled, making the Blood Realm appear like daylight.
Tony controlled half of the Mother Box's authority. This was already a very astonishing figure, enough for Tony, without deploying his core X-energy, to possess immense power.
Trigon was attacking, and Tony was ready.
In the dense Blood Realm, a terrifying demonic aura was rapidly approaching. Trigon flew towards the Main Universe with a gloomy expression. Its ferocious fangs and horns made this strongest demon, whose entire body was blood-red like lava, appear even more terrifying.
Along the way, Trigon, with suppressed rage, casually destroyed several unrelated universes. Explosions and Blood Realm energy mixed together.
In front of his gaze, at the other end, obscured by countless universes, the Main Universe was clearly visible.
(end of chapter)
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Captain America finally signed.
He touched his empty arm, falling into a long silence. A hint of confusion appeared in his resolute pupils.
Was this decision right, or wrong?
No one knew; before the results were out, no one knew this.
Tony watched Steve sign, and let out a long breath. With Steve handled, nothing else would be a problem.
"Where is our God?" Tony tilted his head, asking Thor, whose appearance had greatly changed.
"I will not sign," Thor, nearly three meters tall, said in a deep voice. "I am the King of Asgard, and I will accept your command, because you are my comrades. But I will absolutely not accept Earth's command; the nature of the command is different."
"Alright, alright, God-King, you call the shots." Tony indifferently put away the document, glanced at everyone present one last time, and then walked out of the conference room.
"Mr. Stark!" Spider-Man chased after him and stopped him. "I signed this document; will my aunt be in danger?"
Tony looked around, then placed a hand on Spider-Man's shoulder. "Trust me, kid, your family will receive the best protection. Haven't you seen that Pepper and I are perfectly safe? We're living quite comfortably."
"I believe you, sir. In fact, it's because of you that I signed..." Spider-Man said hesitantly.
Tony looked at him for a moment, then patted his shoulder heavily. "Everything will be alright."
...
At the same time, in Gotham City, heavy rain poured down. Rolling dark clouds covered everything, penetrating straight to the soul.
Several figures stood atop a skyscraper. The torrential rain beat down on them, yet could not make their bodies waver in the slightest.
"It's decided. This 'Superhero Registration Act,' our Justice League will absolutely not sign. Superheroes are superheroes precisely because they uphold justice. But when this powerful justice is placed under sunlight, everything will change."
The large cape was flattened by the heavy rain, clinging tightly to Batman's body. The pupils behind his mask were as calm and rational as ever as he overlooked Gotham City under the rain.
"Conflict is inevitable," Diana said in a deep voice. "When some choose to compromise, then those of us who refuse to compromise will be met with hostility and targeting."
"Then let them come," Superman said calmly. "We have never feared any unjust actions."
"Will we fight the Avengers?" The Flash scratched his chin.
"We will not actively seek conflict with them," Batman said in a hoarse voice, "but if they actively come after us, then everything will be different."
The Flash was silent for a moment, finally sighed, and said nothing.
Accepting the act meant everything would be placed under sunlight, which would be too terrible for The Flash. He wasn't afraid of anyone, but his family and friends were different; they could be killed by crazed criminals.
Batman stood silently for a moment, then was the first to move, jumping off the skyscraper. With his wings spread, he was like a ghost in the darkness.
"I will go and negotiate with Tony. He wants to be the Secretary of Defense, but he shouldn't drag unrelated people onto his war wagon. If he insists on enforcing the will of the government to pressure us... then be prepared."
Batman's voice came from the rain, obstructed by the sound of the rain, becoming intermittent, as if deliberately cut off by something in the darkness.
"It won't come to that," Superman comforted his comrade beside him. His smiling face exuded immense charisma, but the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.
The worst-case scenarios had been calculated countless times by Superman. He only hoped that this wouldn't become reality...
...
Murphy's Law proved that the more a situation was worried about, the more likely it was to become reality.
Iron Man became the Secretary of Defense, publicly issuing a statement: the "Superhero Registration Act" was responsible for public safety, and every superhero had a responsibility to accept the act. At the same time, the act would strictly adhere to the principle of confidentiality, and all information would be sealed with the highest classified security level.
Of course, as for confidentiality, that was just for show; anyone who truly believed it was a fool.
In front of a group of super criminals with extraordinary combat power and exceptional intelligence, any so-called confidentiality was laughable.
Moreover, secrets kept by the government were practically undefended.
As soon as this news spread, public opinion worldwide immediately exploded.
The scenarios that all insightful people hoped to avoid seemed to inevitably emerge and rapidly slide towards the abyss.
The increasingly strong scent of gunpowder and the aggressive stance of certain individuals from the authorities pushed matters into an even worse situation.
Civil War was already inevitable.
This incident had no right or wrong; it was truly a division of ideology.
Iron Man was right; he didn't want the power of superheroes to spiral out of control, and he had already publicly revealed his identity, and had the ability to protect those close to him.
Batman was also right. He was the Dark Knight, forever walking in darkness yet yearning for light. He would never reveal Batman's identity, and remained suspicious of everything.
There was no right or wrong; it was purely a gap in ideology and perception.
As Tony said, no one knew how many would die... including both parties involved, they themselves wouldn't have anticipated how many would die...
...
Tony sat on the Mobius Chair, receiving a large amount of information transmitted by the chair. Nothing happening on Earth escaped Tony's surveillance.
"Ultimately, a fight is still inevitable..." Tony said with a calm expression.
Let them fight. Negotiations had broken down, both sides were unable to compromise, and could only solve the problem with might.
The heroes on Earth solved problems with might. Similarly, Tony also needed to solve problems with might.
The four-in-one Mother Box slowly floated under Tony's control. Then, intense white colored light flashed, and the entire Mother Box began to expand wildly. A terrifying black barrier continuously spread, powerfully enveloping the entire Main Universe.
The Mother Box barrier, crackling with electricity and thunder, enveloped the Main Universe within, protecting it to the maximum extent from the harm of powerful enemies.
Streaks of white dragons roared, rushed into Tony's body, covering his body's surface, elevating Tony's aura to infinity. The roaring ocean boiled, making the Blood Realm appear like daylight.
Tony controlled half of the Mother Box's authority. This was already a very astonishing figure, enough for Tony, without deploying his core X-energy, to possess immense power.
Trigon was attacking, and Tony was ready.
In the dense Blood Realm, a terrifying demonic aura was rapidly approaching. Trigon flew towards the Main Universe with a gloomy expression. Its ferocious fangs and horns made this strongest demon, whose entire body was blood-red like lava, appear even more terrifying.
Along the way, Trigon, with suppressed rage, casually destroyed several unrelated universes. Explosions and Blood Realm energy mixed together.
In front of his gaze, at the other end, obscured by countless universes, the Main Universe was clearly visible.
(end of chapter)
