I, the motherland, do whatever I want

“Someone needs to make sacrifices.”

The Hulk's words caused everyone in the room to suddenly become silent.

He became silent because Banner could not refute what he said.

After all, the opponent is a conqueror, a being who is as powerful as a god and possesses both the 'Infinity Gauntlet' and the 'Dark Book of Darkness'.

It is impossible to trap such a strong man in the multiverse without sacrifice.

And even if someone is willing to sacrifice, it may not be possible.

Obviously, the Hulk is not the only one who is not afraid of sacrifice.

Thor stepped out and said, "If anyone needs to make a sacrifice, it should be me."

He looked at Banner and said: "No offense, but with all due respect, although you have achieved a balance between Hulk and Banner, in terms of pure strength, you are far inferior to Hulk."

"So I think that even if you go all out, you can't keep the conqueror."

"But I can. I dare not say that I can defeat the Conqueror, but if I just hold him back, I should be able to do it."

Valkyrie immediately looked towards him: "No, no, Asgard needs a king."

Thor smiled and said: "Maybe, Asgard can have a queen, and you will be good."

"You are basically handling Asgard's affairs now. In fact, there is not much difference with or without me."

"In that case, I can do what I want to do."

A cold light flashed in Thor's eyes: "I want to avenge my father!"

Peter Parker looked at the Hulk and then at Thor. He raised his hand, but before he could express his stance, Banner pressed it down.

Banner looked at him and shook his head, and then said to Thor: "You are right, in terms of pure strength, I am far inferior to Hulk."

He tapped his head with his finger: "But don't forget, I have wisdom that Hulk doesn't have."

"To hold back a conqueror, you don't necessarily have to rely on strength. In many cases, wisdom is more important than strength."

"Thor, you are a warrior, there is no doubt about it."

"But your behavior is too simple and can be easily guessed, so I don't think you are suitable to deal with the conqueror. I should be the one to do it."

"Besides, you are the king of Asgard. Although she has done well, Asgard needs to be powerful enough to gain a foothold on this planet."

Thor patted Valkyrie on the shoulder: "She is very powerful, but you don't know it."

"Besides, do you want to say that I am a reckless person?"

"If so, I'd probably ask you to take that back."

Banner waved his hand: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I think that no one in this world will like Hulk. In this case, it is better for everyone to let me and the Conqueror stay in another parallel universe."

"Who said no one likes the Hulk? I really like the guy in your body. Besides, you are not the Hulk, so don't talk like you are superfluous." Thor tapped Banner's chest with his finger. .

"enough."

Valkyrie yelled, "That's enough!"

Her aura shocked both Thor and Banner.

Valkyrie first looked at Thor and said: "The big man is right, you are the king of Asgard, you can't just let others replace you."

"Asgard needs you, and the people need you as king. This is your unshirkable responsibility."

Thor felt a little aggrieved: "I have no intention of shirking responsibility."

Valkyrie glared at him, then looked at Banner and said: "But you are also wrong. You said that no one likes Hulk, so you decided to sacrifice yourself."

"Don't make any mistake!"

"Every one of us! Everyone!"

"Live for yourself, not for others!"

"Even if no one likes us, we must also like ourselves, and we must like ourselves even more, and love ourselves twice as much!"

"Instead of giving up on yourself, or being moved to make sacrifices."

"No!"

"can not be like this!"

Banner let the Valkyrie retreat and whispered to Peter Parker: "I think in a certain aspect, she is more powerful than Thor."

Peter Parker kept nodding.

Valkyrie looked at these men: "What's wrong with you?"

"Yes, the Conqueror is very powerful and possesses the 'Infinity Gauntlet' and the 'Dark Book of Darkness'."

"But don't decide to sacrifice yourself until the end."

"You are the king of Asgard, the god who controls thunder and lightning!"

"You are the Hulk, the green beast, the symbol of strength!"

"And you, you are Spider-Man, you are flexible and smart, and you are a good neighbor to everyone."

"You, um, sorry, Wang, I don't know you very well."

"In short, each of us has our own strengths. Perhaps we alone cannot defeat the conqueror, or even hold him back."

“But if we work together, who’s to say we can’t do it, we can do it!”

"Don't think about sacrifice, but think about how we can cooperate to keep the conquerors, and then we can come back one by one before this little girl closes the passage!"

"This is what we should do!"

"This is the most correct!"

In the room, Valkyrie made an impassioned speech, causing everyone to fall into silence again.

But it's different from before.

The silence just now was somewhat tragic.

But the silence now is inspired by hope.

America Chavez walked out and said: "This lady is right. Before I came to this universe, I was hunted down by the witch and betrayed by Stephen from other universes."

"I felt desperate and thought about giving up, but Stephen in this universe taught me to fight and never give up until the last moment."

"That's what kept me alive, so I thought, we should give it our best shot."

"It's not about who has to make the sacrifice, but everyone works together to get things done, and everyone has to survive."

Banner put his big hand on the little girl's shoulder, and then smiled: "If that's the case, then I need my genius brain to formulate a perfect plan."

Thor laughed and said: "If it's tactics, then I, the master, have to take charge."

Valkyrie shook his head: "In terms of tactics, I think it would be more appropriate for me to do it. Do you still remember the escape plan you planned in Sakaar?"

"It couldn't have been a worse experience."

Thor said unhappily: "But we escaped, didn't we?"

"So we still succeeded."

"No, you call that success?"

"I think it's better to call this shit away."

“A lady wouldn’t say the word shit.”

Looking at these people who had regained their fighting spirit, Wang stepped back and said: "You guys discuss the battle plan. I have to go back to see Stephen. In addition, I will bring over the guy who can turn into an ant."

Banner corrected him: "He can only become as small as an ant, instead of turning into an ant."

"whatever."

Wang opened the portal and walked in.

He returned to Karma Taj and sent Ant-Man to New Asgard before returning to the house where Stephen was sealed.

When I came nearby, I heard a mage say: "King, come and take a look. Something doesn't seem right about Stephen."

Wang trotted over quickly and saw Stephen holding his head and shouting in the room.

"Get out!"

"Get out of my body!"

"It's not yours!"

A mage whispered: "Stephen seems to be fighting against his dark personality."

The king did not dare to take it lightly: "Maybe, but it is also possible that the bad thing is confusing us."

"In short, maintain the spell and continue to observe."

In a blink of an eye.

There are only two hours left before the deadline.

At this time, in the starship suspended in low Earth orbit in space, Azu stood in front of the huge porthole, looking down at the blue planet below.

Behind him, presidents or leaders from more than a hundred countries on earth looked at him cautiously.

Azu turned around and showed a kind smile to these people.

"Don't be nervous."

"As I promised before, I will not attack allies, so you can rest assured."

"Your country, your people, your family and friends, no one will be missing."

"I can guarantee that the empire's troops will not appear on your land, or even approach your border."

Hearing Azu's assurance, a black president breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and saluted Azu with the highest etiquette of their country.

"Praise be to thy mercy, Your Majesty the Conqueror."

Azu nodded: "But in the future, in order to ensure your safety, I can only let you stay here."

"I will send you back after those diehards who are unwilling to surrender have been wiped off the face of the earth."

"When the time comes, I need you to guide public opinion and minimize the negative impact of the war."

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

Everyone knows this.

Since the John Empire has ensured security, the allies also need to contribute.

Promoting the positive image of the John Empire, beautifying this war, reducing the negative impact, and allowing the John Empire to take over the earth and control the planet in a more balanced manner are the most basic requirements.

In fact, Azu's request is much easier than many people imagine.

Immediately, a female president winked and said: "It is our honor to serve His Majesty the Conqueror."

Not to mention guiding public opinion, if given the chance, she would even want to become A Zu's bed partner.

Of course, Azu has no interest in such overly mature women.

"Then, everyone, please go down and rest first. If you need anything, you can tell me at any time."

He made a gesture, and soldiers led the leaders away.

At this time, King T'Challa of Wakanda came over: "Your Majesty, the Federation still has no expression."

"However, several senior White House officials have contacted me privately. They said they are willing to provide some information to help us solve federal problems faster."

"They just want to be able to serve you when it's over."

T'Challa smiled: "To be precise, they hope to maintain their current identity and status after the war, and they are willing to take over the Federation for you and manage this country the way you want."

Azu nodded: "No problem, as long as the information they provide is accurate enough and really helpful to us, I don't mind giving them some benefits."

T'Challa nodded and turned to leave.

Earth.

White House.

In the bathroom, a middle-aged man opened a stall and walked in. The bathroom environment of the White House was elegant and clean. Even the cubicle used for convenience was hung with oil paintings that decorated and beautified the environment.

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone, and a message was displayed on the screen.

‘Your Majesty has agreed to your request. ’

"Very good."

The middle-aged man couldn't help shouting loudly.

Then a voice came from outside: "George?"

This is the voice of the Foreign Minister.

The middle-aged man named George coughed quickly: "It's me, sir."

"It's really you, do you have anything to be so happy about?"

"It makes me happy to say it, because to be honest, it's a terrible situation right now."

"It seems that Mr. President is not ready to surrender, but to be honest, with our military strength, I am not optimistic about this war."

Listening to the Foreign Minister's speech, George couldn't hide his joy, because he had already caught up with T'Challa and the John Empire.

Even if the Federation is razed to the ground, he will survive and become one of the people in power in the future!

George carefully put away his smile, coughed dryly, and adjusted his tone: "I don't think it's that bad. I believe in the president and the federation. I believe we can get through it."

The Foreign Minister sighed: "I hope so."

The footsteps fade away.

It seemed that he had left, so George took out his mobile phone and replied to T'Challa: I hope to be protected.

T'Challa quickly replied: There is a car outside the White House now and will pick you up and take you to a safe location. But before that, I want to know the layout of the Federation, including the distribution of your military strength.

George took a deep breath, sent some files on his phone, and then replied: I have sent you all the information I know and have, King T'Challa.

A few seconds later, T'Challa replied: Got it, you are very sincere, Mr. George. It's a pleasure to work with you.

George smiled, then put away his phone, left the bathroom, left the White House, and got into the car prepared by T'Challa.

White House.

The President of the Federation stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dark world outside the window, which seemed to be the prospect of the Federation.

"Is the Federation going to end in my hands?"

The president looked at his hands, a little shaken: "Would it be better to surrender?"

But he immediately shook his head: "Abandon these unrealistic fantasies. The conqueror will use the Federation as the first target of attack. His idea is already very clear, that is, to use us to warn the world."

"Even if I choose to surrender, he can refuse, and the final result will not change."

"Only by fighting to the last resort can there be hope."

At this time, a little light gradually appeared in the dark sky in the east.

The night is finally passing.

A new day is coming.

And now, there is only one hour left before the deadline! (End of chapter)