“Tick tock, tick tock.”
Allens raised his head, noticing that his watch was three seconds slow. Normally, he wouldn’t have paid attention to such a minor detail, but after completing his task and gaining his new Super Ability, everything had changed.
Ding!
“Congratulations to the host for completing the task of stealing the Quantum Battle Suit. You have earned a Super Ability lottery draw.”
May I ask if the host wishes to draw the lottery?
2025-08-27 11:24:56 +0000 UTC
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In an unknown cave in Afghanistan, the bald leader of a jihadist organization was on the phone with Obadiah Stane, looking pleased. This cooperation with the second-largest shareholder of Stark Industries had made the organization a lot of money.
Thinking about Tony Stark, the genius weapons inventor who was about to fall into his hands, the bald leader’s already fierce face twisted with even more ferocity.
“Boss, Tony Stark has returned,” a member of the organization report...
2025-08-27 11:23:40 +0000 UTC
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In quantum space, time and space had no meaning. Endless energy fields formed a magnificent, colorful microcosm. In this silent microcosm, Allens appeared for a moment and then vanished.
2008, Afghanistan, Kunar Province—a vast stretch of desert. Several armored vehicles rolled across the sand, and inside one of them sat a man in a suit and leather shoes, his well-groomed mustache accentuating a handsome face.
His rebellious, unrestrained eyes and confident smile marked him as a...
2025-08-27 11:22:11 +0000 UTC
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“This… what is this?”
Peggy Carter’s eyes widened as she looked at Allens clad in the white Quantum Suit.
She had once heard Steve Rogers talk about traveling from the future, but how it worked had never been explained. Now, seeing the futuristic Quantum Suit, she was stunned.
“Allens, didn’t your husband tell you? That suit is from the future. Its core is powered by Pym Particles.”
Allens glanced down with satisfaction at a device on his waist, marked wi...
2025-08-27 11:21:00 +0000 UTC
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“Control of objects… with thought.”
Inside Carter’s villa at Corville Manor, even Allens was startled when the wall behind him dissolved into nothing. His psychokinesis tightened, restraining Peggy Carter in midair.
“Superhuman ability?” Peggy asked, her voice calm. “Is it innate… or the result of experimentation?”
Though bound and unable to move, the legendary agent’s face showed no fear. If anything, her eyes carried curiosity.
Click.
...
2025-08-27 11:19:19 +0000 UTC
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“Barton, report. What’s your status? …Barton, do you copy?”
At S.H.I.E.L.D.’s Triskelion headquarters, Director Nick Fury, the one-eyed “man with the eyepatch,” stood in his office holding a communicator. His face was unreadable as his voice echoed in the room.
When no reply came, Fury set the device down and turned toward the massive floor-to-ceiling window, silently overlooking the sprawl of New York City.
A minute later, the door opened. A woman in a sleek b...
2025-08-27 11:17:49 +0000 UTC
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“Gululu…”
Inside Coville Manor, a hideous monster appeared in front of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. Its bone claws squirmed like maggots, and pale larvae began crawling across the agent’s body.
“Fk! Fk! Get off me!!”
The sensation of maggots crawling under his clothes made the agent’s skin crawl. The itching and the sight of the grotesque creature right in front of him finally broke his nerves. Panicked, he fired wildly while screaming.
He wasn’t the ...
2025-08-27 11:16:31 +0000 UTC
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At Coville Manor in the Newman neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, Steve Rogers, dressed in casual clothes, held a kettle and carefully tended a small flower garden.
Behind him, Peggy Carter, now over eighty, looked frail but carried a clearer, warmer smile than ever. Behind her stood a slightly weathered wooden door, and resting against the wall beside it was a dusty Vibranium shield.
Everything looked peaceful—beautiful, even. Peggy had once believed she had lost her beloved f...
2025-08-27 11:15:05 +0000 UTC
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“Boom, boom, boom.”
In his soul form, Allens quietly watched his future self fighting against the Avengers. As time passed, those who had been resurrected by Hulk’s snap joined the battlefield.
From the golden portals came the armies of Wakanda led by King T’Challa, Captain Marvel, Scarlet Witch, Spider-Man, Doctor Strange with the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj, the Guardians of the Galaxy, and every Avenger who had returned.
On the other side, Thanos entered the fray, his ...
2025-08-27 11:13:36 +0000 UTC
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“Roar!”
Deep beneath the ruins of the Avengers Compound came a thunderous cry, filled with rage. A massive green figure burst from the rubble—the Hulk had returned.
“Da-da!”
Clutched in Hulk’s giant hands were Hawkeye and Rocket Raccoon. He set them down, and Rocket immediately pulled out his oversized plasma cannon, the weapon nearly twice his size.
“This time,” Rocket snarled, “we’re not losing again.”
Hawkeye nocked a glowing high-tech ar...
2025-08-27 11:12:15 +0000 UTC
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In the cold void of deep space, darkness stretched endlessly. Amidst that eternal silence, a massive warship floated—a leviathan of steel, terrifying and awe-inspiring, like a predator spreading its wings. It was Thanos’ flagship, Sanctuary II.
The Sanctuary was one of the most fearsome battleships in the universe, larger than New York City itself, housing the dreaded Black Order—a legion that spread terror across countless worlds.
Meanwhile, above the Avengers Compound in u...
2025-08-27 11:11:01 +0000 UTC
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Although it was only a small HYDRA underground base, the intelligence it held was enough to make the CIA hang its head in shame.
Ever since Allens had taken control of the Manhattan facility, Hodgson had prepared a quiet chamber for him. Allens filled it with his illusions: blood-red tendrils clung to the walls and the door, the very air dropping to an icy chill.
His illusion ability created a complete hallucination field based on his imagination. Anyone who stepped into it would ...
2025-08-27 11:07:04 +0000 UTC
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In the underground HYDRA base beneath Manhattan, Allens sat comfortably, a glass of red wine in his hand. Reclining against the soft backrest, his eyes gleamed with amusement.
“Boss, I’ve secured full control of the Manhattan base. Do you have any orders?”
Agent Hodgson Barnett, dressed in a black suit, entered with a cautious step. Despite his steady voice, fear flickered in his eyes.
“Very well, Hodgson.”
Allens gave a slight nod, a hint of approval in his ...
2025-08-27 11:05:37 +0000 UTC
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Deep beneath Manhattan’s Velour Street, in an underground HYDRA base, Hodgson Barnett stood grim-faced. Around him were soldiers in full combat gear—HYDRA operatives personally selected and hardened through years of training and battlefield experience.
The base’s only entrance to the outside world was a vertical elevator, sealed by a massive reinforced gate. The chamber itself was surrounded by groundwater, a reminder of how isolated and hidden this installation was. Even with cut...
2025-08-27 11:03:47 +0000 UTC
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“F***k…”
Facing the bullets hanging motionless in midair, only one thought echoed in the minds of the HYDRA operatives.
“Give them back to you.”
Allens’ left hand flicked gently. The suspended bullets suddenly spun around and flew back at double the speed, fueled by his Psychokinesis.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The bullets slammed into the HYDRA agents like miniature meteors. The kinetic force hurled them backward, smashing them into shopfronts and co...
2025-08-27 11:02:33 +0000 UTC
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In a secret underground base beneath Manhattan’s East District, rows of advanced equipment gleamed under harsh lights. Much of the technology was decades ahead of its time.
The facility stretched across three levels, each guarded by squads of soldiers in black combat uniforms.
On the lowest floor, dozens of meters underground, a man wearing a Bluetooth earpiece stared coldly at a surveillance feed. The image showed a young man walking calmly through the city streets.
“Al...
2025-08-27 11:01:19 +0000 UTC
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Ding! The host has discovered Rogers, the future Captain America, and unlocked the conditions for completing a future mission. Reward: three special lottery draws.
Ding! Main mission triggered: establish contact with future Steve Rogers and steal the time-travel Ant-Man suit. Completion reward: one additional lottery draw.
The mechanical voice echoed in his mind, startling Allens out of his meditation. His eyes shut tight as his consciousness sank into the He...
2025-08-27 11:00:02 +0000 UTC
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“Hail Hydra.”
Allens looked at the old Rogers with a half-smile. He had already recognized him—this was definitely Captain America. Even though Steve Rogers was well over a hundred now, his face still bore a striking resemblance to his youth.
“Boy… you seem different,” Rogers said.
The old soldier, who had been hiding in peace for decades, didn’t believe an ordinary kid could know anything about his past. That HYDRA salute Allens threw out? Rogers figu...
2025-08-27 10:58:49 +0000 UTC
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“Hula la—”
Seeing their boss actually press a gun to his own temple at the Persuader’s command, the Mexican gangsters panicked. Though they had put their weapons away when Allens told them to, several men quickly drew them again, aiming straight at him.
“Hey, guys, don’t get nervous,” Allens said calmly, his tone almost casual. “This is just a choice your boss has to make. You don’t need to get so worked up. As gangsters, all you need to do is wait quiet...
2025-08-27 10:57:18 +0000 UTC
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“I know your rules. Every mediation costs one hundred thousand dollars.”
Hood Kane had clearly done his homework. Either he had investigated Allens specifically, or at least learned about the “Persuader” of Hell’s Kitchen—everyone knew that was his price for stepping in.
For a small gang, a hundred thousand dollars was steep. But for Kane’s organization, it was nothing more than pocket change.
“No, no,” Allens replied with a faint smile, his tone casual, al...
2025-08-27 10:54:41 +0000 UTC
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New York City — Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan.
This part of the city looked extremely dilapidated. The low buildings were narrow and cramped, the streets desolate and messy, littered with abandoned garbage blowing in the wind.
The 1990s here were no different—poor, backward, and grim.
It wasn’t because Hell’s Kitchen lacked people. On the contrary, it was one of the most densely populated areas in Manhattan. But it also had the worst public security.
Gangsters thri...
2025-08-27 10:49:57 +0000 UTC
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To everyone’s surprise, Kronos wasn’t thinking about finishing off Whitebeard.
After a moment of silence, he cast a glance at Uchiha Madara and said,
“Didn’t you keep saying you wanted to fight Akainu? Fine—here’s your chance. How about it?”
The entire crew froze.
What? Their target… wasn’t Whitebeard, but Marine?
“That doesn’t make sense,” someone muttered.
Albedo tilted her head curiously.
“Why not strike while the iron is hot an...
2025-08-27 10:25:47 +0000 UTC
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“You people… you won’t live long!”
Akainu’s voice rumbled with killing intent, his body radiating heat like a living volcano.
Despite his overwhelming presence, Marco no longer cared about life or death. With a sudden burst of incredible speed, he hurled himself straight at Akainu!
“Courting death!”
Akainu snarled, anger flashing across his face. To him, Marco charging head-on was nothing less than a suicidal act.
But Marco wasn’t alone.
Beh...
2025-08-27 10:24:49 +0000 UTC
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Klopp believed that Su Luo could handle the pressure and repay the fans’ expectations with an outstanding performance. The reporters, hearing this, immediately fixed their eyes on him, recording every word.
“We will maintain high-pressure tactics in this match,” Su Luo declared. “We’ll attack proactively and suppress our opponents. I trust our teamwork—everyone will give their best to win.”
There was fearlessness and decisiveness in his voice.
His words were li...
2025-08-27 10:19:37 +0000 UTC
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Su Luo kept pushing himself on the training ground, searching for ways to break through his limitations.
Coach Jürgen Klopp stood in the center of Dortmund’s training field with a tactical board in front of him. After a deep breath, he led the players into the conference room.
Su Luo, Robert, and Hågen followed closely behind. Klopp’s eyes swept over the three of them. He knew Su Luo was the key figure in the coming match—this was not only about winning but also about Su L...
2025-08-27 10:18:09 +0000 UTC
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Mephisto looked disdainful.
From the moment eternity was born, there were very few dimensions where Mephisto had ever fallen into defeat, except in cases of death in battle.
Dormammu’s humiliation was one such precedent.
Yet Mephisto showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, he spoke respectfully:
“Although Lord Dormammu lost the Dark Dimension, he is still well-prepared.”
“For example… right now.”
Mephisto relaxed.
He rested his chin on one han...
2025-08-26 11:46:50 +0000 UTC
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The atmosphere grew heavy and tense.
Every gaze turned to Marco, the respected first division commander. Though his crew still held hope in their hearts, disappointment in their own weakness weighed on them.
Sensing their unease, Marco rose to his feet. His eyes were firm, his voice unwavering.
“Believe in me. I am Marco the Phoenix—how could I fall in a battle like this?”
Joz slammed a hand against his thigh and stood as well, his voice booming.
“Marco, let me...
2025-08-26 11:40:32 +0000 UTC
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Compared to the Vice Admirals who erupted in excitement at the thought of an opportunity, Akainu remained silent.
He sat back in his chair, arms folded and legs crossed, his eyes shadowed in thought.
The silence was unnerving. This was clearly the chance to crush a weakened foe, yet Akainu gave no immediate response.
Strange. Too strange.
This wasn’t like Akainu at all.
That man—driven by absolute justice, the one who longed to wipe pirates from the seas—ho...
2025-08-26 11:35:12 +0000 UTC
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The head coach gave one last glance at his players.
“I believe in you. I believe in our unity, in our ability to give everything and leave our opponents no chance. Prepare yourselves well—today, we will make history!” he declared, his voice full of passion.
The players nodded one after another, the fire in their hearts burning even stronger.
They were determined to give their all in the match and fight for Dresden FC.
Meanwhile, at Dortmund’s Brackel training base, S...
2025-08-26 11:29:28 +0000 UTC
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Coach Hågen had recently noticed Su Luo’s burning passion and determination for the upcoming German Cup during training.
He approached him with anticipation and said:
“Su Luo, you’ve been outstanding! Scoring three goals in the German Cup and challenging the Guinness World Record is an incredibly ambitious goal.”
Su Luo smiled confidently and replied without hesitation:
“Yes, coach. I believe I can achieve it.”
Hågen patted Su Luo’s shoulder encouraging...
2025-08-26 11:26:36 +0000 UTC
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