"This is meaningless, Hammurabi." Salomon was surrounded by the Imperial Guards, Sisters, Knights of the Fire and representatives of various countries. Pergasus turned into a spot of light and disappeared from the reality. Only Phoenix, who constantly released heat, accompanied him. After the previous battle, fragments of anti-Hulk armor, burning wreckage, dripping motor oil and broken glass filled the square. The Veronica prison system, which was melted into a large hole by the welding core warheads and fusion weapons, still stood there, the parts of the steel legion were smashed by explosive bombs, and every wisp of air was filled with the breath of war. No one in this world brought war to the United States. Now that this record has been broken, they should feel fear, regain their modesty, see clearly the lies given to them by politicians, and muster up the courage to fight against the human race for justice.

Of course, he did not hope that a war machine parade could awaken their consciousness that had been soaked in ignorance for hundreds of years. Cleaning the rot requires time and blood, and thoroughly scraping the bone to cure the poison. Latovigna and the Immortal City have no power to devote themselves to North America for a comprehensive cleaning. The local operations in the Middle East and West Africa almost consumed all the existing administrative personnel. The population captured from the war-torn areas cannot complete this fine work. Many people cannot change their ideas in a short time even after installing the thinking plug-in. Some even regard themselves as slaves. Even if the Immortal City gives them food, medical care and education, they still regard themselves as slaves, because their past lives are much worse than they are now.

"If I want, I can use thousands of means to keep everyone praise me forever at any time in my life, because I am the end of human evolution, I am the life form and soul, both carefully designed and perfect, and there is no life in the world that can surpass me. But these are equally meaningless. I have never regarded any human country as an enemy, nor have I ever felt happy because they bowed down and surrendered."

"They should bow down to you, my Lord," Hammurabi asked in confusion. "I can't think of a reason for them not to do this. Anyone with a mind can see that your career is saving humanity."

"I created you and created Latovigna because..." The voice that could have been heard by everyone only sounded in Hammurabi's mind. In the eyes of others, the monarch, who was always the focus of his eyes, suddenly fell silent. At the same time, some vague memories were stuffed into Hammurabi's mind, and he naturally accepted the huge amount of information that the ordinary brain could not handle. It was an image rather than a real scene, a concreteization of the language expressed to him by the monarch. On a distant planet on the edge of the Milky Way, his monarch discovered his own essence and accepted it. Hammurabi witnessed the difficult spiritual journey from another perspective.

"...It is because humans need guidance. Humans need laws and even imprisonment. They can escape the fate after the curtain. This is my ideal, but idealism is evil, even if it is an idealism in a proper name that will go against the will of others. But no ideal will only free the barbaric nature from its own constraints and create more terrible atrocities. This is not a simple question of right and wrong, but a question that requires trade-offs and calculations. Sometimes one person who dies a hundred people has a greater effect on human beings. The reason I invite Steve Rogers is to prevent us from letting the tyranny we practice in the name of ideals hurt them and harm those mortals. What we want to give them is justice. An opponent can keep everyone awake and help ordinary people who participate in our careers not be blinded by power."

Although the long memory was as blurred and quickly disappeared like a dream, Hammurabi still gained enough knowledge and secrets from it. The Guard used mysterious genetic alchemy to imitate the reflection of the monarch from the body to the soul level. He created them, and they naturally accepted their own essence. Even if it was just a vague reflection, it was still the end of human evolution and the perfect creation. However, Hammurabi believed that the monarch was definitely not as simple as the end of human evolution, but some more complex and mysterious genetic miracle. The genetic alchemy used by the Guardian was completely unable to create a monarch.

Colonel Rhode nervously passed through the sky in New York, and various air information flashed across the HUD projection display.

There were reports from ground radar stations, from reconnaissance drones, and from the New York City Police Department. He greedily browsed all the information and wanted to sort out the way to break the situation. After he finished his mission to Air Force One and escorted the president into the shelter, he received the long-awaited mission. He rushed from Washington to New York at a speed comparable to the F22, but his movements were much faster than the F22, allowing the president to make decisions faster.

The situation is far worse than during the Battle of New York in 2012, because the enemy is human, not alien. The decision to throw a nuclear bomb at Manhattan during the Battle of New York is not a ridiculous move. If New York falls, the White House will never let the world see the weakness of the United States. Similarly, the White House will not sit idly by and watch the enemy seize the financial center of the United States. As for the consequences of throwing a nuclear bomb, it is much better than being plundered by the enemy. Bankers with authority are everywhere, but those bankers in New York must not surrender to the enemy, and the spokesperson of the military-industrial complex must not disclose secrets. Major shareholders in the United States must not sit idly by and see someone plunder their money.

With a guaranteed president, he can stop losses boldly and in time. No one will hold him accountable. Instead, he will mobilize the media to portray him as an iron-fisted leader. As for the citizens of New York who died under the nuclear bomb, there is naturally a process of mourning, and their lives are an excuse for the whole world to unite and fight against Latovigna. Anyway, dead people will not speak.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! As for Secretary Ross, who lobbying the Sokovia Agreement within the White House, was scolded. If the Sokovia Agreement was announced to the Avengers a week later, then Captain America, Black Widow, Falcon and others should be in New York, so that they can solve the problem at the lowest cost, rather than having to cut their losses like they are now. Of course, those behind-the-scenes calculations are not something Colonel Rhodes can think of. He has never learned politics and economy. The reason why he is anxious is that he wants to save millions of New York citizens, and he also saw the news that Tony Stark was seriously injured and admitted to hospital. If the president decides to throw a nuclear bomb, he must find a way to take Tony Stark and his relatives and friends before the nuclear bomb arrives, and a better solution is to solve the source of the problem, those people at the United Nations headquarters.

Although the battle scenes between Tony Stark and one of them were shot by a news helicopter and uploaded to the Internet, Colonel Rhodes was confident that he could solve the problem because Tony Stark was a civilian without tactical literacy, and even if he had advanced technology, it would be difficult for him to play the most. Therefore, when he dived towards the United Nations headquarters, he temporarily closed the satellite link for uploading information, intending to solve the problem first and delay the president's launch of the nuclear bomb.

Salomon looked curiously at the rays of the rapidly dragging flames of the sky flaming with lights.

Even though they were far apart, he could still see Colonel Rhodes' inner activities. Colonel Rhodes was repeatedly calling Vision, hoping to get the mechanical synthetic man to help, but he could not get a response after repeated calls. Salomon slowly took off the large-caliber explosive pistol that belonged to him from the magnetic suction belt of the power armor, and seemed to randomly fire a shot at Colonel Rhodes at least three kilometers away, almost deafing the ordinary people around. In the surprised eyes of others (especially the US representative, who had known that Colonel Rhodes would come), the white flame that meant hope to the US representative suddenly fell and finally smashed into the Easter River, but other helpers who should have appeared disappeared.

At this moment, there was no one in the Avengers base. The agents (undercovers) who were originally working here left here long after Maria Hill's persuasion and destroyed many confidential information. The vision that should have appeared when Tony Stark was facing the Imperial Guards was still here. It received a call from Colonel Rhode but could not respond because it was experiencing an unimaginable pain on its false shallow soul.

"Will I feel pain?" Vision looked at his heart curiously while resisting attacks from two different aspects. First, the attacks from the network world. Although it was a simple and direct DOSS attack, the number and frequency of this attack was far greater than the sum of all computer computing power in the world. As far as it knew, no supercomputer center in this world had this ability. At the same time, a large number of toxic waste code began to squeeze out its basic functions. All the communication satellites it tried to link lost their links. All the factors added up to make it unable to use any power of the network world. It opened its eyes and said hello in a calm tone, "Hello, Miss Maximov."

"Don't talk." Wanda stretched out his hand, scarlet energy lingering on her palm and Vision's forehead. The steel-cast snake bone staff released a dazzling red light, and the whole room was filled with supernatural powers, and all kinds of strange phenomena continued to occur, such as objects moving without external forces, whispers from somewhere, unnatural cold temperatures, and twisted scenes composed of light and shadow. But no one would care about these scenes, Vision, which was firmly controlled in place, and Vision was not, either. "It will end soon."

"I'm curious." Vision's tone was still gentle, "You were involved in the incident in Latovigna, aren't you? Why?"

"Because this is correct, you are a robot, and your logic can come up with the answer." Wanda said coldly, "It's easy to make a trade-off before one and one hundred."
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