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The feathered snake rolled in the air, but no matter what, it could not escape Saitama's control.

Under the Heathrow Building, tens of thousands of people saw this scene and raised their mobile phones to take pictures. They could see the yellow figure on the edge of the rooftop. Various blurry photos were explosively reposted on the Internet.

"You want to kill the civilians below, right?"

Saitama slowly dragged the feathered snake bit by bit.

"I'm a hero."

"A hero's job is to protect civilians."

"Whether you are a hero or a police officer, you cannot take action only after being asked to do something."

Saitama's fist filled with terrifying aura was already raised, and the feathered snake sensed a strangely powerful force. Its intuition told it that it could never take this punch head-on.

"go to hell!"

The feathered serpent's mouthparts opened at an unscientific angle, and energy was gathering inside. At the same time, a pair of compound eyes grew next to its eyes. At the critical moment of its life, it completed its evolution by relying on its own power.

"It's so troublesome. Do you still have to deal with this energy attack?"

Saitama deliberately changed the strength of this punch based on the strength of the opponent's concentrated energy.

Then the rainbow light that tore the sky surrounded Saitama, and Saitama withstood the terrifying energy and punched after losing all vision.

With just one punch, the trajectory of the rainbow light instantly reversed, and instead submerged the huge feathered snake. The feathered snake's eyes were filled with fear and shock, and its two pairs of red pupils were trembling.

"Didn't he die?"

When the rainbow light dissipated, Saitama found that the feathered serpent was floating in the air intact, standing in front of him, as if the attack just now did not exist.

At this time, the feathered serpent's compound eyes were born again, and it completed its evolution again.

The spiritual power emanated from the outline of his body in a stylish way, and rainbow-colored light illuminated the entire Brooklyn. It was like a miraculous scene that appeared on countless people's mobile phone screens at the same time. Some people even regarded this as the return of the savior. , is a sign that this world is about to be purged.

"Thank you."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have evolved to this extent."

The Quetzalcoatl's mental power no longer had strong aggression, but fell gently into Saitama's thoughts, like a flower falling into a stream.

"I will still destroy you."

Saitama punched out again.

"Me too."

"I will still kill the innocent civilians at your feet for the sake of evolution."

The feathered snake suddenly teleported and appeared behind Saitama. The six red pupils became illusory at this moment, and there was a faint rainbow light rotating around.

At some point, a pair of three-fingered claws appeared on both sides of its snake body. With one claw swung out, its mental power turned into an invisible net to catch Saitama.

The feathered snake has deeply understood the power of Saitama's physical body. It will never fight Saitama head-on, nor will it let Saitama touch its own body.

"Um……"

On the other hand, Saitama, after smashing the incoming net with one punch, stood in the gap of the net and looked at the feathered snake.

Saitama thought about how to defeat the Quetzalcoatl. He felt that the Quetzalcoatl was different from the unstable Experimental Subject No. 193. The mental power of the Quetzalcoatl was not weak.

Furthermore, Quetzalcoatl's teleportation ability was extremely close to No. 193's peak state, making him somewhat unsure of the timing to attack.

"It would be bad if civilians were injured."

Saitama tilted his head slightly, and he suddenly jumped up from the rooftop, like a meteor flying towards the feathered snake.

Saitama knew not to give the Quetzalcoatl too much time. If he allowed the Quetzalcoatl to take advantage of it, the civilians below would suffer.

"You can't touch me."

As a result, the feathered snake randomly raised its claws, and a portal instantly appeared in front of Saitama.

The sights in front of him were intertwined. Instead of flying into the endless city as expected, he landed on the rooftop.

Saitama's attack trajectory was reversed, and it was obvious that Quetzalcoatl had an ability similar to teleportation.

Saitama looked back and saw the feathered snake in the sky with its mouthparts slightly open and sneering.

Immediately afterwards, another portal appeared at Saitama's feet. Saitama, who was still concentrating on observing the feathered snake, was unprepared and was dragged down the portal by gravity.

What came into view was a land glittering with stars, and the city beneath his feet became as small as ants.

The friction in the air interacted with Saitama's shirt, and soon bright yellow flames were produced around Saitama. He was falling to the surface like a meteorite, and he also lost the ability to protect civilians. ability.

A sense of loss gradually emerged in Saitama's heart, and at the same time, an infinite fighting spirit arose.

"Fighting the couatl is much more fun than fighting Boros."

The bright yellow meteorite fell from the atmosphere. When it was about to reach Brooklyn, thousands of meters above the ground, he clenched a fist and swung it at the huge body of the feathered serpent.

"It's not time for you to appear yet."

The voice of Quetzalcoatl reached Saitama's mind, and there was another change before his eyes, returning to the atmosphere and staying with the high-density nitrogen.

The punch he threw provided him with a reaction force, allowing him to temporarily stagnate, and then repeated the process of falling.

At the same time, while Saitama was still in the atmosphere, Quetzalcoatl had already started his own feast in Brooklyn.

It scans every mortal below with its six rainbow-colored eyes. As long as you look at it for a moment, mental power will break into your brain and absorb this insignificant but huge amount of mental power. This is a spiritual experience. on the harvest.

"Jarvis, aim at that dragon-like monster in the sky."

"The cluster cannon is starting to charge. Let's use the arc pulse cannon to delay it for now."

Tony Stark himself is supporting X-N in New Zealand. At the same time, he also remotely controls the few remaining experimental Mark XLVI suits in Stark Tower to perform fire suppression tasks.

"Tony!"

"Don't worry about that snake, Qin and I won't be able to hold on anymore."

"Quickly contact other Avengers members to help residents escape from here!"

A bald old man sitting in a wheelchair was anxiously communicating with Stark through his mind. Next to him stood a beautiful woman with a hot figure and fiery red hair hanging down to her waist. She was raising her hands in the air, closing her eyes and frowning. , as if it is about to reach its limit.

The old man is the founder of x-n, Professor Only he and the woman beside him came here through the flashing ability of x-n members.

And that gorgeous woman, her code name is Phoenix, her real name is Jean Gray, one of the few level five mutants in x-n, she also has powerful but not as powerful psychic abilities as Professor Extremely high, and it is speculated that there are more powerful abilities in his body that have not been developed.

At this moment, it was the two of them who opened a protective net made of spiritual power to protect the residents of Brooklyn and even New York.