American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Midnight. The moon hung high in the sky.

In this island city where gales were commonplace, the dark clouds tonight were unusually abnormal.

At precisely twelve o'clock, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be drawn by some force, splitting open with a bolt of lightning.

Under the red light, a figure flashed and disappeared.

Qi Shan calmly waited, and the smoke-formed words appeared as expected.

[Invasion Initiated]

[Ninth Boss, God Pain, Has Arrived]

[Mission: Find and Kill the Target.]

[Special Reward Available Upon Completion]

[Warning: The invading boss possesses unique abilities. Host, beware of illusionary attacks!]

Subsequently, the smoke-formed words dissipated on their own.

Qi Shan watched silently, without a word or movement.

Qi Shan's appearance here tonight was the result of careful consideration.

Madripoor Island was a very tempting cake, and undeniably, Qi Shan was somewhat tempted.

Tax revenue was a minor matter; the main point was the possibility of having a legitimate territory.

As long as it was managed properly, given Madripoor Island's unique characteristics, Qi Shan would have a continuous supply of spiritual energy coming in.

Before obtaining new sources of spiritual energy, this was a weakness in the development of Qi Shan's spiritual energy space.

The same applied to New York.

Even as the world's economic center, a city with so many gang leaders was a bit much.

Therefore, Qi Shan didn't mind using the boss to diminish their strength.

Whether it was Hydra or the Hand, they were just incidental.

Qi Shan had no intention of targeting them.

It was merely a coincidence that he appeared here.

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Lower District, Princess Bar.

A group of people sat at a table, drinking in silence.

The usual noise and music were gone, replaced only by the constant sounds of gunfire and screams.

The nearby horror was almost completely presented in their minds.

Ding!

Tonight is a city-wide frenzy; the Princess Bar is closed!"

Inside the bar, a dozen pairs of eyes focused on him, each face wary, some even drawing their weapons directly.

"Is it that strange language again? Does nobody here speak Japanese?"

The wind chime on the bamboo hat jingled softly.

The bar door slowly closed, and looking through the gap, the pupils of the crowd instantly shrank.

It was a ground covered in corpses!

At this moment, the crowd noticed the bloodstains on the person's shoes.

"You killed the security guards? God, do you know what you've done?"

The burly man was almost insane. He rushed out and reached for the bamboo-hatted figure.

The others also rose up in anger, a forest of gun barrels appearing in an instant.

Facing the charging giant, the bamboo-hatted figure slowly opened his palm and said calmly, "Shinra Tensei!"

Buzz!

The air vibrated, and an invisible shockwave was generated out of thin air, spreading out with crushing force.

The giant man seemed to have crashed into an iron plate, being nailed in mid-air, and then flying backward.

A circular hole appeared on the ground, and the people in the bar, along with the entire bar, were pushed away, flying in all directions like exploding debris.

The bamboo-hatted figure ignored the surrounding ruins, slowly removing the bamboo hat, revealing a delicate face.

The bar was instantly destroyed, the powerful impact force no less than a train collision, and at the moment of contact, the gun barrels and arms were twisted and deformed.

Except for the strong giant man, the others were silent.

The giant man spat out a mouthful of blood, struggling to support his upper body.

At this moment, he saw the face of the bamboo-hatted man by the faint light.

This was a young Asian man, his age difficult to determine, but he was likely still underage.

He wore a black cloak with red clouds, and his red, blood-like hair hung down naturally.

The most striking thing was his eyes.

God!

The giant man howled in his heart, he didn't even know how to describe these eyes.

He only felt that, before these eyes, he was like the most humble ant, his life and death at the other's whim.

The young man stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

"Bansho Ten'in!"

Buzz!

The familiar spatial vibration, the giant man flew up into the air, pulled over by an invisible line.

The young man gently pinched the giant man's neck, lifting the bear-like man up.

His hand was very steady, as if the giant man was made of paper.

He glanced at him slightly and said lightly, "Strange race, somewhat like the barbarians of the Land of Lightning, yet somewhat different."

The giant man grabbed his hand with both hands, his mouth making a cracking sound, his eyes bulging out, covered with bloodshot.

"I ask you, is there really a war going on here tonight? Which side is it?"

The giant man said with difficulty, "Who… who are you? Do you know where this is? O'Donnell won't let you go!"

The young man said calmly, "That's not the answer I want."

He exerted a little force, and the giant man's face suddenly turned red.

"It's… it's… the Hand is invading!"

"The Hand? A gang?" The young man frowned, "It seems a bit complicated, forget it! Although I don't like using this method, it is, after all, a new world!"

He extended his other hand for the first time, gently covering the top of the giant man's head in his horrified gaze.

"Human Path - Soul Extraction!"

A transparent soul was extracted and quickly drilled into his palm.

The young man closed his eyes and pondered, and after a few seconds, he sighed softly.

"Is the new world also like this? Everywhere is war, hurt, and pain.

Large countries enjoy all the benefits, joining hands to squeeze small countries.

Although there are armies on the surface, they are rarely used, and the main method of combat is still the duel between individual forces…"

He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly opened his eyes, his tone suddenly becoming firm.

"This world needs pain!"

"Naruto, you are wrong! Love cannot resolve everything! Tolerance is meaningless; what this world truly needs is God!"

"Under Pain, all beings are equal!"

"I will fulfill Yahiko's ideal and build a truly equal and beautiful world here!"

He threw the giant man away casually, and he landed on the ground with a thud, already lifeless.

He slowly raised his head slightly and made a hand seal.

"Summoning Technique! Six Paths Summoning!"

He slapped his palm on the ground, and a cloud of thick smoke burst out.

The wind blew the smoke away.

Six people dressed in the same manner stood behind him.

"The new world, Six Paths of Pain, reporting for duty!"

Whoosh!

With a flick of his figure, the six people behind him disappeared.

In the high sky, Qi Shan slightly curled the corner of his mouth, watching the six blurred figures speeding across the ground, and muttered to himself, "As expected, they have been strengthened?

Pain, let me see your strength!"