The earth-shattering explosion that resounded through the sky immediately caught Lin Feng's attention.
He looked towards the source, where Thanos's Sanctuary II was relentlessly firing cannonballs, bombarding the area.
Thanos, in his madness, completely disregarded the lives of the Leviathan beasts and their allies.
In his eyes, they were all cannon fodder.
To achieve his goal, he was willing to sacrifice anything!
Gamora was the best proof of this…
Otherwise, Thanos wouldn't have shed a tear for her…
Under the artillery barrage, the Avengers scattered, suffering constant casualties.
Lin Feng's heart stirred, and he turned, flying towards Sanctuary II.
His objective was clear: to scrap the behemoth first.
However, two Proxima Miti were not about to let Lin Feng pass.
With a flicker, they appeared, one on his left and one on his right, blocking his path with sinister intent.
"Where do you think you're going?"
This was the first time the Proxima Miti had spoken since the battle began, their voices like sandpaper scraping against each other, grating on Lin Feng's ears.
"Get lost!" Lin Feng had no time for their nonsense. His eyes reddened as he unleashed a heat vision blast, but one of the Proxima Miti dodged it with a blink.
The black-gold saber swung again. Lin Feng ducked and simultaneously threw a punch.
However, the Proxima Miti's speed was not much slower than Lin Feng's. The one wielding the saber, after a downward swing, immediately retreated, regardless of whether it hit.
Immediately after, Doomsday lunged from behind Lin Feng, delivering a kick.
As Lin Feng turned, Doomsday retreated, and the saber-wielding Proxima Miti advanced again.
The two Proxima Miti were as slippery as mudfish. When Lin Feng engaged one, the other would constantly harass him.
They weren't fighting to the death, just leading him on, dragging Lin Feng to a stalemate!
Gradually, anger flared within Lin Feng.
Carol was tricked by the Proxima Miti and trapped in outer space, unable to fly back for support as she did in the original story. He didn't have much time to kite the Proxima Miti.
If this continued, Thanos would snap his fingers before he knew it.
With a thought, Lin Feng decisively activated the special red Kryptonite.
For the current Lin Feng, this amount of Reputation Points was negligible; he could buy more later!
A flash of red light, and Lin Feng's physical attributes leveled up.
His energy capacity was now exponentially increased.
Lin Feng flickered, his speed more than doubling.
The retreating Doomsday's pupils contracted. Lin Feng's sudden surge in speed surpassed his reaction time!
A fist rapidly grew in his vision.
Boom!!
With a single punch, Doomsday's chest caved in.
Disbelief filled Doomsday's eyes. He spat a mouthful of black blood and was sent flying out of sight by the blow.
He hadn't even had time to use his trump cards, and he couldn't understand how Lin Feng, whose strength was on par with his own, had become so formidable in an instant.
The saber-wielding Proxima Miti froze mid-air and then retreated at high speed.
It seemed to have been frightened by Lin Feng's punch.
Lin Feng had no time to concern himself with it now. If Thanos continued bombarding, the Avengers would be disbanded.
He quickly flew to the ground and unleashed a heat vision blast empowered by the Infinity Stones.
Time was short, so Lin Feng didn't accumulate immense energy, but even so, the power was not to be underestimated.
The orange-red laser instantly pierced Sanctuary II. Lin Feng shifted his gaze, slicing Sanctuary II in half as if cutting paper.
Sanctuary II, which had served Thanos for most of his life, was thus severed in two, its broken ends continuously exploding.
The rain of cannon fire instantly ceased.
The two halves of the spaceship, trailing thick black smoke, plummeted from the sky with a humming sound.
Thump!!!
A loud crash echoed. Everyone looked up. The sky-blotting barrage was gone. They only saw the black-smoking Sanctuary II, broken in half, smash into the lake, sending up colossal waves.
"Good heavens…"
Steve gasped, having witnessed the entire spectacle.
His gaze towards Lin Feng was filled with disbelief.
"What in the world was that? Lasers from his eyes?" Tony exclaimed, his suit's data displaying that the recent laser blast had exceeded Friday's measurement limit.
More than half of the Avengers had witnessed Lin Feng's laser, unaware that such a powerful ally existed amongst them!
Rocket Raccoon stood beside Groot, his eyes wide.
"Damn, I was thinking of stealing his bracers! Glad I didn't…"
"Where are they?"
Having dealt with Sanctuary II, Lin Feng quickly turned back, preparing to deal with the two Proxima Miti.
He searched around and saw only Doomsday, lying a thousand meters away, barely clinging to life.
But the saber-wielding Proxima Miti was nowhere to be seen.
"Host! That Proxima Miti ran away!"
"What?" Lin Feng dug at his ear.
"Ran away? Seriously?"
"Are Proxima Miti that cowardly?"
Lin Feng was surprised and confused. The plot was completely off.
Weren't villains supposed to be overwhelmingly powerful, unyielding, and curse the protagonist even in death?
And generally, didn't villains have several trump cards?
How could one of them just run off? Just to harass him and then run? These two scoundrels had shamed the very concept of a villain!
Soon, the system provided an answer.
"They tried to tamper with my database earlier, triggering my automatic defense mechanism."
"My defense mechanism is not to be trifled with. To escape, they had already used their trump cards then."
"Even so, these two scoundrels sustained quite serious injuries."
"Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a mere reduction in their strength today."
Lin Feng nodded, a flicker of understanding in his eyes. "Then why didn't you just kill them? Why give them a chance to jump out and cause trouble?"
"Uh…" the system suddenly stammered, "Wasn't this for you to practice!"
………………
"Well, I really thank you then!"
Lin Feng chuckled. The system's hesitant demeanor clearly indicated it was hiding some information, but Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry to expose it now; everything could wait until after the battle.
Lin Feng leaped towards Doomsday.
So, it wasn't that the two Proxima Miti were weak, but that they had already been beaten down by the system.
After fighting for so long, the two scoundrels hadn't even managed to break through Lin Feng's defenses.
If Lin Feng were currently in his Silver Superman template, the two Proxima Miti probably wouldn't have lasted a single punch.
If all Proxima Miti were like this, even at full strength, Lin Feng could have taken them down one by one!
As if sensing Lin Feng's thoughts, the system popped out, unceremoniously revealing more information.
"Host, do not be careless! The strength of Proxima Miti is divided into several tiers. These two were just the lowest-level grunts."
"The true First Tier Proxima Miti possess strength comparable to the multiversal level."
"The reason they were resolved so easily this time is greatly related to their reduced strength and depleted trump cards."
"Otherwise, why do you think they were primarily harassing you today without making any killing moves?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng's heart leaped, and his flight faltered.
Multiversal level?
These simple words represented immense power!
As far as he knew, the Silver Superman template was only at the single-universe level.
With the Silver Superman template, he could contend with any single-universe powerhouse.
But that strength would be as fragile as an ant before a multiversal entity.
"Then, if the First Tier Proxima Miti were to arrive, wouldn't I be done for?"
Lin Feng's brow furrowed, and his heart sank.
The Proxima Miti were far more troublesome and complex than he had imagined.
The Proxima Miti he had fought were merely subordinates within the group, which further weighed on Lin Feng's mood.
"That won't happen. Until the host has grown sufficiently, the First Tier Proxima Miti will not notice you!"
"Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Do you understand? You would need to reach the Golden Superman level before the First Tier Proxima Miti would even list you as a target!"
The system used a metaphor, crude but not without truth.
Lin Feng's expression turned dark, "Am I the chicken?"
"It's just a metaphor! The path the host needs to walk is still very long!"
"However, host, you need not worry. Among the mission rewards this time, there will be opportunities suitable for you. Seize the chance and grow quickly!"
The system's words made Lin Feng vaguely sense that he had stumbled into immense trouble.
It was as if a colossal entity had revealed just a corner of its veiled form…
It seemed that after this battle, he really needed to have a good talk with the system.
About why he had transmigrated from beyond the fourth wall, and what information the system was hiding!
Outside of Blue Star, the saber-wielding Proxima Miti seemed to be floating silently in space, observing the battlefield of the Endgame.
After a long while, he clutched his chest and coughed twice.
That damned system had left him with injuries that had not yet fully healed.
He opened his communication device and composed a message to send.