American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“Demon Eggs! Millennium Earl!”

Standing at the edge of the temple, looking at the increasingly large buildings of the Soul Society below, Qishan's expression was solemn.

As expected, something happened!

Looks like I should avoid parallel universe stuff in the future.

Upon receiving Hirako Mako's report, Qishan's first reaction was the Millennium Earl.

After all, the black pentagram and the way the demons died were too distinctive.

And in the Noah Family's setting, only the Millennium Earl can create demons.

Of course, Qishan hoped that only some demons had slipped into the main world, even high-level ones, like LV3 or above.

At most, it would just be a tough battle to clear them out.

But if it's the Millennium Earl, the entire Earth is in danger.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qishan's mouth.

He didn't expect that borrowing the name of the Black Order would actually attract the Millennium Earl.

“Pass down my order!”

A figure suddenly appeared behind him, the signature silver short hair, and the air of a butler, all exuding a rigorous aura.

Chōjirō Sasakibe, the Lieutenant of the First Division, overshadowed by the Captain Commander, he is not eye-catching, but his strength is formidable and not inferior to ordinary Captains.

Qishan transferred him to his side, stationed by his side as a messenger.

And the position of Lieutenant of the First Division is temporarily vacant.

Qishan once thought about using someone from the Zero Division to fill the position, but later gave up the idea.

The spirit particle technology inherited by Qishan originated from Aizen.

And in his entire career, he had not been in contact with anyone from the Zero Division.

Soul data was not collected, so Qishan simply couldn't create them here.

Although it was a bit of a pity, he could only leave it vacant for the time being.

Fortunately, the spirit particle concentration in the new Soul Society is very high, and the speed of soul growth is very fast. He believes that qualified Soul Reapers will be born in a few years.

“Order the entire Eighth and Thirteenth Divisions to mobilize. Investigate the news of demons in North America. I have already notified Shunsui Kyōraku of the basic information through Hell Butterflies, and he will notify the Captains of each division. Order the Third Division to be ready to provide support at any time.

Order the Twelfth Division to coordinate and transport. If necessary, Mayuri Kurotsuchi can take action himself!

As for the Eleventh Division! Let's put them on hold, we shouldn't need them to play yet!”

“I understand!”

Chōjirō Sasakibe nodded, his figure swayed, and he disappeared instantly.

Qishan narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: “Hopefully, it's not too late!”

At the same time, in a small corner of Hell's Kitchen, amidst the billowing black smoke, a pointed boot appeared first, stepping on the ground with a click.

Immediately afterward, a fat figure appeared out of thin air.

The exaggerated hat, the exaggerated smile, and the pumpkin umbrella in his hand all carried an inexplicable sense of joy.

Children would immediately think of a happy Halloween when they saw him.

He is the Millennium Earl.

Just now, the scene of Hirako Mako killing the demon with a single blow was completely seen by the Millennium Earl.

“A new world, as expected, has new guardians!”

The Millennium Earl sniffed gently, with a mesmerizing voice, and said: “What an alluring world, full of people! I didn't expect the population to explode to such an extent!

This is simply a natural demon breeding ground.

The scent of slaughter, the fragrance of sin, and most importantly, there is no stench of holiness, this is simply a perfect world! Perfect!”

The Millennium Earl turned around happily in place, then stopped and looked at Iron Man floating in the air.

He had been staying there for a long time, repeatedly scanning in one area, and collecting some power from time to time.

Judging from his brisk movements, he should have gained a lot.

The Millennium Earl did not understand what he was doing, but he could see that this tin man was a threat.

The reactor in his chest, although it does not have the aura of holiness, that kind of pure energy aggregate still gives the Millennium Earl a bad feeling.

“Not enough, not enough! The number of demons is far from enough, how can the current concentration awaken my beloved Road?”

Explosions rang out one after another in every corner of New York City.

One huge ball after another shattered the roofs and appeared in the air.

They are huge in size, and the huge gun barrels on their bodies are more numerous than octopus tentacles.

Each ball is affixed with a mask, with a black pentagram on the center of the brow.

This kind of weird thing makes everyone who sees it shudder.

Iron Man was taken aback.

Alarm bells kept ringing in his ears, and the monitor immediately presented a map of New York City, followed by one threat target after another being marked by Jarvis.

“What is this? What the hell are these things?”

“Sir! According to the comparison of surveillance videos, the probability of being an unknown creature No. 1 is as high as 96%. Facial scanning failed, unable to identify the faces on the spheres.”

“Okay, I don’t blame you, I can’t recognize them either!”

Iron Man stretched out his palm, and a white light lit up in his palm.

Obviously, the demons were much more decisive than Iron Man.

They opened fire almost the moment they entered the range!

A mere thirty or so Level One demons, when they opened fire, actually gave people the feeling of facing an entire army.

Huge shells streaked across the sky, forming a dense barrage, constantly destroying everything in sight.

Explosions occurred one after another, Iron Man could not counterattack in time, and could only swim in the air like a swimming fish to avoid, traveling through the barrage.

The barrage smashed to the ground and exploded, entire communities were destroyed, and people didn't even have time to let out a scream before being torn to pieces by the explosion.

Even those who survived by chance, in an environment filled with demon viruses in the air, could only live for another minute at most, and then, like other creatures, would turn into powder and disappear into the world.

“Damn it, what the hell is this thing! Jarvis, send energy into the chest-mounted beam cannon!”

Iron Man's chest glowed, and a thick beam of light blasted out, instantly piercing a demon.

The demon's body seemed to lose power, and it slammed heavily on the ground.

However, it can be seen from its shaking muzzle that it has not died!

“Damn it! Jarvis, summon the Avengers!”

“Okay, sir, searching, only found Dr. Banner's signal!”

“Connect it!”

The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. Before Banner could speak, Iron Man roared: “Banner, come to Hell's Kitchen, there's a little trouble here, you might be interested! Also, help me open the skylight in the top laboratory, I need to mobilize some gadgets over here!”

“...I knew you wouldn’t find me for anything good! Give me five minutes!”