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"Spider-Man!

!"

Schiller's shout echoed in the New York night sky.

Natasha leaned over the window, looking down to see Schiller, now a mass of Grey Mist, falling straight down.

After Schiller landed, he took a deep breath and said to Spider-Man, "Even if you want to play games in the middle of the night, do you really have to throw my bedroom out of Earth first?"

At this moment, Pikachu, who had been knocked down by falling debris, crawled out from the rubble. He extended a small, short hand and said, "I swear, he didn't want to play games because..."

He pointed to a few sparking wires nearby, indicating that Peter's favorite game console didn't fare well.

Schiller took another deep breath, not fully awake from his slumber. He continued, "Alright, it seems like the rebellious phase has kicked in. I'm not asking you to go to bed at 8 every day, but you should at least be asleep before midnight, right? You..."

Just then, with a whoosh, a blur rushed towards Schiller, and with a bang, Schiller turned into Grey Mist again. It was only then that he noticed something was off with Spider-Man.

"Spider-Man! Spider-Man!" Considering the commotion earlier, Schiller didn't call out Peter's name, but his codename. However, Peter didn't react at all, as if he were sleepwalking, aimlessly chasing after anything moving around him.

Schiller thought for a moment and realized that Peter might be in a state where his surface consciousness had completely submerged into the world of his subconscious, allowing his instincts to take over his body.

But for now, the most crucial thing was to restrain him; otherwise, more than just the game console would break later.

Schiller was well aware of how strong Spider-Man's instincts were, perhaps even stronger than Spider-Man himself. Defeating Spider-Man's instincts would be much more challenging than defeating Spider-Man.

The current Spider-Man hadn't fully unleashed his potential yet, and his contribution to the team was more significant in scientific research. But now, Schiller faced a Spider-Man in his prime.

To subdue him, Schiller had to defeat him, but he couldn't use excessive force. After all, Spider-Man was an ally, and he couldn't harm him. So, Schiller faced the same dilemma as Stark did before – knowing the opponent was acting irrationally, knowing he had to fight, but also needing to hold back.

Therefore, Schiller had no choice but to unleash his most formidable persona once again, Moonlight Schiller.

Schiller dared to do this because Spider-Man in his prime had a powerful weapon, his Spider-Sense, or rather, it could be called Spider Prophecy at this point. Spider-Sense had developed to an incredible level, almost bordering on precognition. The Spider-Sense Schiller had copied wasn't as strong; it was more like danger detection.

However, Moonlight Schiller possessed the power of the Moon God Khonshu, combined with Grey Mist, and he needed to hold back to maintain a balanced fight.

The battle between Schiller and the unconscious Spider-Man was balanced, meaning that the fight would be long. The two of them continued to swirl above New York, with the moon shining and blades flashing...

It was an incredibly intense battle between two superhumans with danger detection abilities, resembling an intense game of chess, where they needed to predict each other's predictions, set traps for each other, and counteract each other's intuitive unraveling of those traps.

Meanwhile, the meeting of the Radiance Alliance had just ended. Stark woke up from his slumber, and the Stark Tower in the early morning seemed unusually quiet. Then, a piercing telephone ring echoed, and Lady Loki's voice came from the other end.

"I've already selected the first batch of enemies. They're not very powerful, and even without your technology and S.H.I.E.L.D. support, Humanity's military forces should be able to handle them."

"In accordance with our plan, prepare to begin."

Stark sighed and looked up at the starry night sky blinking. He said, "Then let's begin."

"You better think this through, Stark," Lady Loki's voice carried a hint of sigh. She continued, "Humanity's history may not accurately record these things, and they may not appreciate your actions. This is a risky move, and you'll have to bear all the consequences."

"Do you think I would back down?" Stark asked as he gazed at the stars.

Lady Loki sighed again and said, "The portal will open in Earth's near orbit in 10 minutes, and three Chitauri space battleships will approach Earth."

"From the recent intelligence I've obtained, their space battleships aren't very powerful, at least much weaker than the Kree escort ship you captured before."

"As far as I know, Humanity's conventional nuclear weapons can destroy these battleships. So, what you need to consider in this war is not how to destroy them, but how to ensure that your Earth remains uncontaminated and undamaged in the process."

"I think this level of intensity should be suitable. After this, there will be their mothership and the Will-class battleships, and then..."

"Wait, what did you tell them to make them keep pouring troops in here?"

"You don't need to worry about that," Lady Loki interrupted Stark and said, "Now, get ready. Humanity's civilization is about to take its first shot in space."

The people of New York, awakened by the commotion caused by Schiller and Spider-Man, suddenly noticed an exceptionally bright star in the overhead sky.

Then, that star gradually enlarged, and everyone realized that it wasn't a star but more like a rift in space, the kind you could see in movies.

This was a special technology possessed by the Chitauri, though far less convenient than Earth's sorcerer's portals, with many limitations and absolutely no interruptions allowed. Therefore, without Asgard's consent, the Chitauri couldn't invade Earth through this portal.

However, coincidentally, Asgard's former princess had just defected and was rallying allies throughout space. As long as one was willing to help her and await her return to the throne, there would be rewards in the future...

Regardless of how the God of Mischief had tricked the Chitauri with such a simple scheme, now, with Lady Loki's cooperation, the Chitauri's battleships had indeed arrived over Earth.

As Loki had stated, the Chitauri battleships were much inferior to Kree spaceships, being only about one-tenth the size of a Kree escort spaceship. They had a streamlined shape and resembled torpedoes, lacking the grandeur of the Kree escort ship.

But for Humanity, these spaceships were already massive, and even those living on the Earth's surface could faintly see the shadow of the spaceships in near orbit.

In just a moment, panic engulfed everyone.

Stark hadn't informed anyone in advance about this exercise because he remembered a sentence Schiller had said, a sentence he now strongly agreed with:

"Fear is the deepest and most difficult scar etched into the soul of Humanity."

An atmosphere of impending doom began to shroud the planet, with countless communications ringing out. The leaders of Humanity were now in more frequent contact than ever before.

The Chitauri's tactics were straightforward. They began by directly using their spaceships to destroy the satellites around Earth. Satellites weren't unique to Earth; other civilizations had them too.

In any case, their first step was to clear all equipment near Earth, causing panic, and then their main forces would descend, taking over this planet at the lowest cost possible. They had done this many times before, so they were very skilled at it.

The Chitauri commander stood in the command room, and he sneered, saying, "That Asgardian princess actually wants to see our strength through Earth? It's amusing. Without Asgard's protection, what can this surface civilization achieve?"

"In my opinion, the Grand General overestimated them. Why send three battleships? Just one spaceship equipped with electromagnetic weapons would be enough."

"Zzzt—Zzzt—"

Suddenly, there was noise on the communication channel. The commander furrowed his brow and picked up the communication device, asking, "What's going on with ship 302? Report!"

"Help! Help!" A series of screams came from the other end. "A red and blue intermixed monster! Help... He came from the gray mist, and we can't handle him... Commander! We need reinforcements... Ugh..."

"Zzzt—Zzzt—"

The commander held the communication device and said, "Hello! What's happening? Respond quickly!"

"Bang!

!"

The commander slowly turned around, seeing that the door to the command room had been kicked into the wall. A ghostly figure appeared outside the door.

At the top control room of Stark Tower, Stark, always ready to respond to unusual situations, glanced at the monitoring screen out of habit.

His eyes widened as he watched the Chitauri battleship suddenly protrude numerous spikes from its interior, turning into a spherical sea urchin within seconds.

One battleship exploded in an instant, and the second battleship repeated the same fate. In just a few minutes, the third battleship also turned into a sea urchin.

Suddenly, a spike on the surface of the last battleship exploded.

Stark stared in shock at the Chitauri commander who flew out, and behind the commander, emerging from the Grey Mist, was Spider-Man, rubbing his eyes, looking drowsy, and just waking up.

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