[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

No matter for anyone, a ninja who knows all ninjutsu and is powerful is a great trouble.

First of all, they are very difficult to kill, and all kinds of weird undead are not uncommon in the group of ninjas.

Second, they are very difficult to die, even if you knock them down, it is difficult to prevent them from rising again from somewhere else.

And Xie Yushi, as the "monster among monsters" in the group of ninjas, she is obviously proficient in this way.

"what!!!"

When Xie Yushi was revived from the curse seal, she immediately uttered a scream that pierced the quiet night sky.

This is the first time she has been resurrected by it since she learned the curse seal from Orochimaru, and she thinks this kind of resurrection is really terrible.

Compared with the pain in all parts of her body, the emptiness and powerlessness that seemed to come from her soul was what made her feel the most uncomfortable at this moment.

But she also understands that in this chakra-free world, it is a blessing to be resurrected through the curse seal, and she cannot ask for more.

Lying powerlessly on the ground, she felt a little bit that there was only one person left who had been planted with the curse seal in the name of "secret method to strengthen ability".

A person who will never have an accident...

A burning skeleton wearing a leather jacket stood quietly on the wasteland, with Hawkeye and the Black Widow falling at his feet with a frightened expression.

And a little farther away, there is a Kun-type fighter plane and more than a dozen SUVs, surrounded by fallen agents and scattered heavy weapons.

Seeing the big S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the car door, and tilting his head to look at the wreckage of the space carrier that had been burning for two full days like a huge torch standing on the ground, Xie Yushi smiled wryly.

——It seems that besides being alive, there is really nothing extravagant. ——

But she believes everything will be fine

——Regardless of the pre-set traps, she never believed that someone could resist an assassin who used Flying Thunder God and had an immortal body without preparation.

"Crack, click..."

The Ghost Rider who had been standing quietly walked over slowly.

"Johnny, wait a minute."

Looking at the burning skeleton kneeling on one knee beside her and looking at her outstretched palm, Xie Yushi showed a weak smile.

"I'll just lie down, and then we'll go find..."

But obviously, Xie Yushi was about to miscalculate again.

Little did she realize what her recent actions meant, what her remaining "companion" meant

——What does the title "Ghost Rider" really mean in the night.

"You are guilty!"

The expected soft comfort did not appear, and the burning bone claws did not want to gently lift her up, but forced her to look at him.

"Wait... wait! Johnny!"

In the desperate struggle, the fist-sized spiral pills were continuously knocked on the Ghost Rider's body with Xie Yushi's waving arms, but such attacks were no longer purely material for the Ghost Rider. Just let him shake it.

Then, the pain that almost collapsed the spirit and will from the inside out, the pain that far surpassed the damage that swords, ninjutsu, and even the moon can cause, the pain was like pouring countless magma into the throat and flowing all over the body.

The endless pain finally turned into a desperate scream:

"what!!!!!"

The night sky quickly returned to calm again.

The Ghost Rider seemed a little puzzled and stood up, staring at the gradually fading figure on the ground.

He could clearly feel that the soul of the other party did not fall into hell, but seemed to be taken away by something else halfway. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.

But as a "tool", he has already done his part of the job, and the rest is out of his scope of business, so let her boss have a headache.

Then he raised his arm, controlled the karmic fire to easily burn off the weird imprint that the girl had just used to revive.

"Nice to meet you, Mister Ghost Rider."

But at this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"You are also guilty! But you are very smart and did not appear in front of me."

Ghost Rider didn't look back. As a being who could perceive the existence of the soul, he knew very well that what appeared behind him was just an incarnation of remote control.

"What I'm curious about now is how do you know that she will be resurrected by my side?"

"That's a secret~"

The girl smiled and waved her fingers towards the Ghost Rider.

Since the aliens' system didn't show that someone was leaving the stage, it means that the other party must have arranged a backup.

And judging from the behavior patterns of these people that the girl has learned, it is obvious that the place to deploy the second hand is next to the target of her attack.

However, this reason is obviously not suitable for the Ghost Rider.

"But sinner, don't think you can get away with it.

For all the rest of the night, you'd better be curled up in bed shivering and praying for forgiveness of your sins. "

There was no expression on the burning skeleton.

"Otherwise there will always be a night when you will meet Ghost Rider again."

"and many more!"

Seeing the ghost rider walking towards the burning motorcycle that appeared at some unknown time, the girl spoke again.

"……roll!"

The only response that Ghost Rider gave her was the raised middle finger on the bone claw.

He directly stepped on his own motorcycle, and as he twisted the handle, the burning motorcycle made a huge and terrifying roar as if it was alive.

"I want to meet your boss."

But the girl's last words stopped Ghost Rider from leaving, and he turned his head to look at her with a surprised expression.

"I thought I might be able to introduce him to a big deal, a very, very big deal."

………………

Although the huge scar is still in the city center, telling the fierceness of the battle that day, but only a few days after that huge disaster, as the economic center of the United States, New York has returned to its former self at an astonishing speed of prosperity. .

That battle caused devastating damage, but the various rare metals and special elements estimated to be worth trillions of dollars that were also found in that scar brought new life to the city that had just experienced the war .

Even now, most New Yorkers have a strong "trauma syndrome" caused by the brutal battle that night, and have lost their memories of varying times. On the Internet, rumors such as "New Yorkers are all demons who came back from the dead" began to circulate. Horror rumors of the kind;

Although there have also been incidents such as tens of thousands of homeless people, the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention requiring every New Yorker to have regular medical examinations, and certain giant multinational corporations hastily relocating their headquarters, these events have a profound impact on the experience. It is not worth mentioning to New Yorkers who suffered such a disaster but only killed and injured hundreds of people.

People's adaptability is so strong, except for a very small number of people who are determined to find the "truth" of the day, most people choose to continue their past lives.

Today, on the square cleared from the ruins, a grand celebration ceremony is going on.

Celebrate New York once again surviving the crisis of destruction.

—celebrating them for surviving yet another devastating disaster. ——

"Let's welcome the superheroes who will save New York this time!"

The host in costumes loudly introduced the two soldiers in military uniforms who were walking up to the stands with their heads held high:

"I invite the on-site commander of this operation, Colonel Zemo, and the team leader, Captain Vronsky (Note 1)!"

But to the surprise of the host, the crowd only gave sparse applause to the two people on stage, and it seemed that they didn't like the two heroes who saved them at all.

"Sorry, it seems my voice is too low..."

The host tried to smooth things over.

"No, they are liars!"

But then there were some discordant voices from the crowd.

"You were not among the people I saw at the time!"

"Yes! What I saw was not a soldier at all!"

"Liar! Get off!"

"Let the real heroes come out!"

"Shameless guy!"

When someone took the lead, countless hesitant people joined in one after another.

"Wait! Please don't get excited..."

With the excited audience in the audience, the host couldn't control the scene.

"Yeah, I.we.wasn't there."

But before the host finished speaking, Colonel Zemo took the microphone from his hand and explained:

"But we are the ones who solve the problem with our own hands."

"Are you mutants?"

And his explanation led to more questions from the crowd.

"No, we are just ordinary soldiers."

Colonel Zemo answered the question without hesitation.

"But even though we're not mutants ourselves, we're 'using' mutants..."

"..."

At this moment, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

"Hehe, I already have a premonition of the snowflakes of protests from human rights organizations."

Even the host on one side showed a dull expression because of Colonel Zemo's answer.

——Brother, even if everyone guesses that your military has done this kind of thing in private, no matter how you say it, you shouldn't bring it up and say it at a time like this! ——

"I think our understanding of 'use' may be a little bit different."

But this is exactly what Colonel Zemo wants to achieve. His ability to guide and control the overall situation is unparalleled.

Then, with a smile, he asked the tens of thousands of citizens in front of him:

"I would like to ask everyone, whenever a disaster strikes, people often think of heroes at the first time. Why is that?"

People didn't understand his sudden jump to the topic, and everyone just looked at him suspiciously.

"Because they were brave?

No, the police and firefighters also had extraordinary courage. More than half of the people who died in this disaster were policemen and firefighters. courage!

Because they have strong beliefs?

Not just them, each of us has our own beliefs. I know an old man who volunteers to clean up the surrounding communities every day. I know doctors who risk their lives in the hail of bullets just to save innocent lives. Don’t they have strong beliefs? !"

Colonel Zemo slowly looked around at the citizens in the audience, and after a moment of silence, he asked everyone his question:

"Then those heroes who are longed for, expected and incarnated by thinking and hope, how are those people different from us?"

"Because of their superpowers?"

A voice from the crowd replied weakly.

"Yes, because they have all kinds of abilities that far surpass you and even our professional soldiers!

They can confront natural disasters head-on, they can shake the earth, and they can even create and fight against that terrifying force! "

This answer Colonel Zemo nodded, he raised his arm and pointed at the huge scar in the city center.

"So have you ever thought that one day, you too can become superheroes?

Not with the help of some shitty radiation, aliens, viruses, gods, mad scientists, magic, and not because of some amazing body and lineage of your ancestors.

Can you have the power of superheroes just by yourself? "

"Like Captain America back then?"

someone asked.

"Well, not through military augmentation."

Colonel Zemo added with a smile.

"……how is this possible!"

The crowd was agitated again as they finally understood what Colonel Zemo meant.

"Are you saying that now we can have those superpowers too?"

"Yeah, we don't have those superpowers that we get for a variety of reasons, but we do have science

——Through science, those powers that belonged only to superheroes will belong to each of us!

Everyone, let's witness the new era with us. "

Colonel Zemo opened his arms, and with his movements, several figures in different shapes and costumes of "traditional" superheroes also slowly descended from the sky with the same movements as him.

"A new era without superheroes - because everyone is a superhero!"

The author has something to say: To say a few words, Ghost Rider’s view of good and evil is actually different from that of ordinary people. This is the same reason that Westerners’ view of good and evil is different from ours, so some heroes in our eyes are in his eyes. To be a sinner, something that is justifiable is also a crime.

Although there should be some secrets about the number of casualties, it will be explained later, otherwise it is obviously too small to have only a few hundred casualties after using a simulated black hole.

Note 1: The villain in "Civil War" and the abomination in "Hulk"