The tritium element was being transported in an extremely unassuming RV, a vehicle widely used by courier companies and factories throughout New York City, yet anyone who glimpsed its interior would instantly realize this RV only shared its exterior appearance with other vehicles; its insides were practically identical to an armored car—sturdy, durable, and fully equipped!

A pair of eyes was meticulously tracking the RV’s movement on a screen; it was the slender KD, situated in a dim room. Behind him were gathered three teammates, and the 'glasses' KD wore on his face had expanded considerably, covering his entire head like a mask. Even more bizarrely, the straps that once encircled the back of his head now seemed like blood vessels, deeply embedded beneath the skin at the back of KD’s skull, even attempting to interface with his major blood vessels! The mask’s surface, which initially appeared to be made of rubber, was now slowly transforming into the texture of human skin!

"Based on my calculations, there is a 57% probability that the target will attempt to seize the tritium element in this vehicle. I don't know if the other teams are in position, but everyone should have seen the message relayed from the 'Exalted One' just now." The others nodded in succession. Behind them, a faint blue smoke swirled and dispersed. The manner in which the "Exalted One" transmitted information to them was exactly the same as how the main quest information was delivered when they first entered the space.

One minute prior, KD's companion, Lamb, was smoking when the Exalted One's will suddenly descended. Lamb froze instantly, exhaling faint blue smoke that formed rings in the air before coalescing into letters: "The target possesses inherently powerful MT attributes, and their standing within the team is crucial. Therefore, the objective for this stage is—to sever their hands and feet, to break their claws and fangs!" "Excluding the other Shield MT within the target team, the remaining three individuals are all your targets." "Bonus reward: for every kill, a reward of one Dark Gold weapon, or equivalent points, unknown rare artifacts, etc.!"

Though the smoke had dissipated, the message left by the Exalted One, hidden in the shadows, was still etched into their hearts like carving knives. The short, stout Lamb clenched his fists and sneered: "KD, we cannot be greedy. Last time’s lesson was enough. I believe this time we absolutely cannot disperse our focus. To wound ten fingers is worse than breaking one; the very first combined strike must result in a confirmed kill!"

Suddenly, a flash of light flickered across the surface of KD's glasses, displaying streams of zeros and ones, indicating communication was taking place. He then pulled out a file: "That woman is named Zi. Although she specializes in mental power, it is suspected she possesses a Deep Green set that significantly enhances defense. Very troublesome, and she also has high-level magical shields. Her survivability is formidable." "That youth is newly joined to the team, merely a Contractor, yet he is a Summoner; his identity might be that of a Chosen One." "The ranged damage dealer is named Golden AK Mogansa; well, his file is relatively detailed."

The tall man, Purzibila, stated in a deep voice: "Zi is likely an Awakened One by now? This woman’s equipment is powerful, and her skills are quite sharp. I'll add that she seems to possess shapeshifting abilities; she is not suitable as the primary target for the initial strike. The newly joined young Summoner is a Chosen One, naturally favored by the space. What’s worse is that Summoners often share a life link with their summoned beasts, meaning many Summoners actually have survivability comparable to an MT. We are aiming for an instant kill..." Saying this, the entire room fell silent, all gazes fixed on the file KD had produced. The name Golden AK Mogansa was already crossed out with a large, blood-red 'X'!

A screeching brake sound rang out piercingly, and an equally ordinary sedan violently swerved in from the side, slamming directly into the RV transporting the tritium element! However, bizarrely, the car initiating the collision was spun off violently, while the RV carrying the tritium element merely veered slightly before continuing forward. The aggressive sedan, after embedding itself in a nearby storefront, exploded into flames with an eerie roar, as if it had been directly struck by a missile.

This collision was not intentional; put plainly, it was just a common traffic accident occurring in New York City, but in that instant, it triggered a chain reaction. Down the long street in the distance, a Harley motorcycle sped toward them; the burly man on the bike, wearing a helmet, leather jacket, and leather pants, charged straight at the RV. Gunshots erupted madly, engulfing the man in a fireworks display of bullets, yet he did not fall as expected; instead, he let out a deafening, resonant laugh. His helmet was instantly pulverized by the bullets, revealing a skull wreathed in flames. Ghost Rider has arrived!

Amidst Ghost Rider’s wild laughter, the souls of everyone driving the RV were violently jolted into unconsciousness; no matter how sturdy the RV, it offered no protection on the psychic level! When Ghost Rider emerged from the vehicle holding the briefcase containing the tritium element, a beam of brilliant, shining arrow pierced his head! Then, it exploded! Although this arrow did not inflict a fatal wound, the subsequent three arrows successively severed his wrists and pinned the briefcase holding the tritium element, launching it high into the air. Immediately after, Spider-Man swung in from above, trailing long webs, snatching the falling briefcase. The attacker was another legendary figure: Hawkeye. Blue-eyed and blond, he let out a hearty laugh, coordinating seamlessly with Spider-Man. They were on the verge of a clean getaway. But as Spider-Man prepared to flee, he was sent flying by a car door thrown with high-speed rotation, whistling violently. Doctor Octopus strode out from a nearby shop, yelling irritably: "Little Spider, you will never escape in front of me!" However, an intensely scorching bolt of lightning immediately electrocuted Doctor Octopus, sending him flying back; such terrifying electrical power could only signify the arrival of a Titan: Thor... Twenty minutes later,

Fang Senyan and his group fled in their vehicle in utter disarray. They were all scorched and blackened by smoke and fire; even Zi, who usually paid the most attention to her image, had messy hair and a smudge of dust on her face that she didn't notice. Reef, in particular, had his hair standing on end, looking utterly wretched. "Damn it all!! The scale of this battle seems to have gotten a bit too large. Magneto, Doctor Octopus, Dracula, Thor, Black (Black Bat King), The Hulk, Batman, Spider-Man, Blade… these guys are fighting in the middle of New York City... Do they want New York to be destroyed before the apocalypse arrives??" San Zai still seemed shaken, while Zi sighed: "It’s better not to get involved in a brawl of this magnitude." Fang Senyan agreed: "Yes, even the residual shock nearly crippled us." San Zai bubbled with excitement: "But we must have played a decisive role. I saw it clearly, thanks to Mogansa’s continuous shots, pushing the box containing the tritium element towards Dracula." The dark-skinned brother wrapped his wound and asked: "Did Dracula get the item? I couldn't see clearly." "He got it," Reef replied, frustratingly trying to press down the hair that stood up from being electrocuted: "I saw it with my own eyes."

As the group excitedly discussed, Fang Senyan suddenly spoke to Old Charlie, who was driving: "Hey, shouldn't we turn right?" The vehicle they were in was passing an intersection, but Old Charlie showed no reaction, driving straight ahead—even though the light ahead was clearly red, and the vehicle was speeding through. Fang Senyan abruptly saw two streams of blood flowing from Old Charlie's ear canals. A powerful sense of crisis surged through him, but just then, an intensely blinding light nearly scorched their eyes blind. Immediately following this, terrifying heat and dense smoke enveloped them. A primal fear caused Fang Senyan to curl his body, minimizing the chance of his weak points taking a direct hit. In his vision now, everything seemed to replay in slow motion, yet he possessed no power to act, forced to be a detached bystander while enduring the damage. The car's hood and bulkhead curled and wrinkled like cardboard; the engine spat out dazzling electrical sparks, and flames instantly filled the entire cabin, followed by the entire vehicle being violently torn apart into countless fragments by an immense force!

Zi instantly triggered her mental power shield, followed by several layers of light surrounding her body. Fang Senyan could only make out the corrosive green from the Louisiana Swamp and the eerie black of the Sith Demon. Most of the attack was repelled by the invisible force field. Even when a few attacks managed to penetrate, the interior of Zi's mental shield resembled the steel rebar framework within a glass outer wall; thus, while the shield's exterior was oval, upon closer inspection, it was composed of numerous tough, small blue squares. This damage was absorbed and halted within the internal titanium mesh magic shield, unable to harm the core! Reef shrunk securely behind his own shield, protected firmly by a dark gold radiance. The most wretched were San Zai and Mogansa; they were already covered in wounds and bleeding profusely from the explosion, and the blood that emerged was instantly scorched dry into scabs. Furthermore, their minds were filled with a terrifying sensation as if the sky, the earth, the ocean, and indeed the entire world were collapsing and turning to dust! This feeling roared and boiled in their hearts, attempting to seize control of their very bodies! (To be continued)RQ