The God Killer in the American Comics World

Everyone in the entire online conference hall was silent.

No one dared to say anything harsh in the name of the United States - as we all know, as long as enough flags are raised, one of them will be realized!

The killing of all the chaebols will certainly lead to the redistribution of wealth.

Don't forget that the easiest way to inherit a chaebol legitimately is to avenge the previous head of the family. They can't avenge Kratos, so can't they deal with the officials and generals who angered Kratos?

This terrible low pressure lingered in the hearts of every participant.

At this moment, President Ellis smoothed things over: "Earthlings face enough threats, and we have no intention of forcing a guardian of the Earth to stand against the Earth. I swear in the name of the President that I will severely punish the person who ordered the fire control system to be turned on to test you. Mr. Kratos, please forget this little unpleasantness. If you need anything, you may as well ask our government directly, and we will try our best to meet your requirements."

Ang stared at the president's face for three seconds: "In the future, I will do things, just don't fucking hinder me. I don't want anything from you."

"I promise you." The president was straightforward.

Ang retracted his legs hanging on the table and stopped humiliating them.

In front of the guards who rushed into the room of the four-star general, opened the safety of the automatic rifle but did not dare to shoot, he opened a portal and walked away openly.

No one dared to shoot, and no one was willing to shoot.

Director Nick had shown the US military the scene of Loki ignoring 5.56mm bullets, and Kratos was the man who beat Loki violently.

Emphasize the key points-twice!

Watching the light of the portal disappear on the other side of the camera, every participant felt a pain in their ass. They finally understood why Kratos could come and go freely.

Others have played space teleportation, so even if your door is 10,000 times thicker, it is useless. Similarly, dropping a nuclear bomb will only pollute your own environment.

For a moment, everyone felt bleak.

Changing to a confidential channel, it was still the same group of people just now, and no one could be arrogant at this moment.

"Director Fury, what do you think?" The president called Nick.

The one-eyed director cleared his throat: "Kratos is powerful enough, deterrent enough, and relatively safe."

"Are you saying that he is not a real threat?" asked an elderly female senior official.

"I can only say that his threat level can be ranked last in the threat list compared to the Chitauri, Kryptonians, and Loki." Nick talked freely.

"Please continue." The president said.

"First, he has never done anything to intentionally kill civilians or commit any serious crimes. Second, compared to outsiders like Thor who don't understand American society at all, he knows more about how our society works, what we are really afraid of, and what we recognize. Finally, we obviously have a common enemy."

Several senior officials nodded in approval.

Nick continued: "Next, the risk of trying to control him is disproportionate to the reward. There is a great possibility that the entire Olympus pantheon is behind him. We know that [Asgard] is not on Earth. Then [Mount Olympus], which is more famous than [Asgard], is probably not in Greece on Earth, but on another planet. And judging from their combat performance, each of the legendary [gods] has the power to easily destroy a city."

Nick said hello, and Agent Hill played the scenes of Thor falling from thousands of meters high and not dying, and Kratos and Wonder Woman killing the Leviathan beast in seconds on the video conference channel.

These big men looked sore.

Senior officials hate uncontrollable people and things, but what can they do?

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, President Ellis proposed: "I propose that the existence of the white list in the "Provisional Act on the Rating of Extraordinary Persons" be given certain preferential treatment, temporarily abandoning secret or public investigations on them, and conducting a series of informal contacts to test their attitudes."

"Agree!"

"Second!"

"Good."

In this way, under the promotion of Superman and Kratos, the White House top brass changed their attitude towards the Extraordinary Persons, which also ushered in the honeymoon period between the officials and the Extraordinary Persons.

Of course, how could the bigwigs in the chaebols not bear grudges?

The name Kratos was completely remembered by them.

Ange didn't care about it.

Cold knowledge 1: Those who signed the "Declaration of Independence" were all slave owners.

Cold knowledge 2: Sparta was a slave country.

The case was solved: It turned out that they were in the same industry! Then the same industry must be enemies! If you can't beat them, just join them.

This shit naturally spread back to the major chaebols and also to the Wayne family.

Anger was very happy about this.

"You are playing with fire!" Master Bruce was very angry.

"I just like their expressions that they hate me but can't get rid of me."

Bruce blinked and changed the subject: "Are you really not a Greek god?"

What exactly forced a genius inventor who believed in science to start believing in metaphysics and mythology?

It must be because he has an outrageous rebellious son!

Someone spread his hands, not knowing what it meant to die: "If the Wayne family does not have divine blood, then it is not."

The old man had a mouthful of blood in his throat. If he could not beat him, he really wanted to kill this rebellious son. So in the end, the blame was still on the Wayne family?

Anger really doesn't care. We are all superheroes in writing and people in suits.

Come on! Hurt each other!

Another superhero Tony*Shit Big knew about this and laughed like a pig. He showed the secret email to Pepper: "That bastard, how dare he!"

"I feel he and you... cooperate very well."

Iron Man and Kratos, one bright and one dark.

It is precisely because of Kratos' existence that the White House top brass have to rely more on Iron Man, who is already a clear card.

At least the days after the Avengers are much better.

No one knows that in the middle of the Sahara Desert in Africa, there is a barren sandy land with no one for thousands of miles.

A female corpse wearing only a three-point combat suit is lying in the middle of the desert.

The scorching sun in the desert is enough to roast the flesh and blood.

Even vultures have been attracted in the sky.

But...

She is alive.

"Cough! Cough cough cough!" Fura*O suddenly jumped up, and the blood clots that were once stuck in her lungs and trachea were coughed out violently.

She found that her Kryptonian mask was still there, but her black Kryptonian combat suit was stripped off by someone.

Then, she found the enemy sitting leisurely under a parasol opposite - Kratos.

Almost instinctively, Fura*O pounced on Kratos.

Just like before, she failed.

No, if she could fight back in the first two battles, she had no power to fight back this time.

A terrible binding force from the depths of her soul directly destroyed her will to resist, and she knelt down.

"What did you do..." She angrily questioned Kratos, who was surrounded by beauties.

"Nothing, I just got stuck with a bug!"