American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

When that palm struck Zero-Tail's face, it actually wanted to sneer.

Like someone passing by a table and lightly tapping it, it seemed to lack any power.

Not to mention its massive size and weight, even if anyone stood there, this palm wouldn't deliver much force!

"Tch~ Are you tickling me?"

It mocked fiercely, and then... it realized it was wrong.

With compassion and indifference coexisting in his eyes, Ah Xing unleashed "Eighth Form of the Buddha's Palm - Boundless Buddhist Law!"

An unprecedented surge of immense force struck its face, shattering the mask in an instant. With a bewildered expression, its body involuntarily plummeted downwards.

Boom--!!

This powerful strike penetrated Zero-Tail's entire body, crushing it into the ground.

Then, transforming into a gentle force like water, it controlled the tentacles spreading underground, catching and gently placing over a thousand people who had been swept into the sky.

In just that short time, most of the people had fainted from the absorption of negative emotions. Even the few who hadn't lost consciousness had blurred vision.

?!"

Seeing all the prey it had captured being rescued, Zero-Tail, with only half of its mask remaining, angrily struggled to raise its head from the ground.

"It's useless!

No matter how powerful your palm technique is, as long as there is a constant stream of negative emotions, I am immortal!"

"Is that so?"

Ah Xing's face was as calm as water, as if he had seen through everything. He pointed to the tail end of Zero-Tail, where five men and women were tumbling out of a huge wound.

They were the five leaders of the Hand, covered in purple blood, their hair plastered wetly to their faces, looking utterly undignified, each one more miserable than the last.

Only the slight rise and fall of their chests proved they were still alive.

"When did this happen?"

Greatly shocked, Zero-Tail stared intently and saw a man with a glowing right fist giving it the middle finger.

Danny's mouth was moving, and Zero-Tail pondered for a moment and read his meaning.

Fuck!

"...You're asking for death!!"

It became somewhat exasperated. Compared to hundreds and thousands of humans, a mere five humans were too insignificant.

But these five were different. They had been carefully guarded within Zero-Tail's body, providing it with a constant stream of negative emotions.

Now that they were forced out, it meant its energy source had suddenly been cut off.

The damage was visible to the naked eye. The first to collapse were the tentacles, which turned into black grains of sand and slowly dissipated in the wind.

It was an artificial tailed beast constructed using a unique technique, a monster manifested from the negative emotions provided by humans.

Once there were no more people providing it with these negative emotions, it would be like a fish out of water, dying rapidly!

As a dimensional demon god, Li Chao recognized this and placed it in the Box of Paradise.

As long as it remained within the Box of Paradise, it could interrupt this process of demise and allow itself to survive.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

It learned quickly, uttering 'fuck' three times in a row, perfectly expressing its current mood.

Faced with life and death, enemies, anger, ambition, all could be discarded!

It hastily turned around, wanting to return to the overturned blue truck, back to that Box of Paradise.

But a black-haired, white-clad man was already standing in its path.

"Get out of the way--!!"

Roaring, Zero-Tail rumbled like a train, charging towards him at high speed with earth-shattering momentum.

The rushing airflow stirred Ah Xing's clothes. He held one hand behind his back, his expression calm and serene, even revealing a hint of compassion in his eyes.

His right palm glowed faintly, rising slowly, forming a stark contrast with the rapidly charging Zero-Tail.

If you don't let me live, I'll drag you down with me!

Evil pupils filled with madness, Zero-Tail used all its strength to survive.

Then, it heard a Buddhist chant.

This Buddhist chant appeared out of nowhere, as if coming from all directions. For a moment, it even saw a hundred-meter-tall golden Buddha flashing briefly on Ah Xing's body.

The next second.

"Ninth Form of the Buddha's Palm - Myriad Buddhas Paying Homage!"

Boom--!

The invisible palm force transformed into a golden giant palm, instantly imprinted on Zero-Tail's face!

Without any struggle, without any resistance, as if it had vanished the moment they made contact.

The ground rumbled and collapsed downwards, pressed into a terrifying palm print, as if a mythical giant had walked by, leaving a handprint on the ground.

Da da da...

In the sky, a large number of news helicopters were rushing towards the scene. Ah Xing frowned, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.

Boom!

The tentacles on his body instantly exploded. Captain America walked out, covered in flames, with a cold expression.

Then, he looked at the giant palm print extending to his feet... and was stunned.

[Emotional Value from Steve Rogers +1123]

Click! Click!

Reporters from major newspapers finally arrived late. They excitedly pointed at Captain America's location, screaming and pressing the shutter buttons.

With his mouth open, Captain America wanted to say something.

"Ahhh! Captain America!!"

"Alive? Alive!!"

"It's Steve Rogers, it's really him!"

"..."

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!

Accompanied by piercing screams, flashes of light continuously plastered his face.

Blinking, Captain America looked bewildered. The people of this era were too enthusiastic, making him somewhat unaccustomed.

[Emotional Value from Steve Rogers +1147]

……

That afternoon, news channels all over America were calling out a man's name.

Steve Rogers!

A legend, a World War II veteran, a superhero, and Captain America!

They frantically dug into the stories about him, those legends that never got old, those familiar past events.

Now, he had returned from the underworld wielding flames, and as soon as he returned, he had a fierce battle with an evil monster in Harlem.

Reporters were spitting and gesticulating, talking as if they had personally witnessed the scene. They invited numerous experts, scholars, and martial arts masters from various perspectives to personally explain the battle to everyone.

For a time, the ratings of multiple news channels soared one after another.

So, everyone worked harder and released more live footage, especially that giant monster wearing a white mask. When it roared to the sky, it was incredibly shocking.

As if they had grasped the traffic password, a council member from Harlem urgently proposed to the council to apply for erecting a Captain America statue in Harlem, and even the palm print could be preserved as a tourist attraction.

Although Captain America repeatedly explained that the person who left the palm print was not him, the American government was determined to shape him into the main force against the monsters, and then pushed all kinds of honors on him, regardless of the consequences.

Captain America: "..."

[Emotional Value from Steve Rogers +1213]

As for the five leaders of the Hand, although they were still alive, their negative emotions may have been extracted too harshly by Zero-Tail. After strict identification by hospital doctors, it was determined that these five had become vegetables.

Even so, the Hand behind them did not escape the reckoning and was strongly attacked by the American government.

With this, the Hand in Hell's Kitchen officially became history!

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