DC HERO AT MARVEL

"Cyborg. So, it really is you."

Killian, seeing the silver figure hovering in front of him, made no further effort to hide. He pulled down his hood, his expression icy as he stared at Anton.

"I'm curious—how did you manage to find me so quickly?"

He spoke slowly, his tone calm.

It seemed like idle conversation, but in reality, Killian was scanning his surroundings, calculating the best escape route.

Killian had no intention of engaging in a deathmatch with Anton in his Cyborg form.

Cyborg combat capabilities had already been analyzed thoroughly by media and online commentators, thanks to his recent appearances in New York.

Killian had studied these reports.

It wasn't that he feared Cyborg specifically—his concern was that prolonging the confrontation might attract other Justice League members, tipping the scales against him.

"To want to hide your actions from the world, you must first act as though they never happened."

Anton translated an Eastern proverb into English.

Killian, being well-educated, understood the meaning instantly.

"Besides,"

Before Killian could respond, Anton added, "Your biggest mistake wasn't what you did—it was underestimating Batman!"

Boom!

As the words fell, Anton didn't give Killian any more chances.

A powerful energy projectile formed in his palm, blazing through the air toward Killian.

As for the nearby civilians, they had instinctively evacuated the area the moment Cyborg arrived.

After nearly a year of frequent crises, New Yorkers had become well-versed in their first priority during any incident:

Run!

Run to a safe distance, then watch the show!

Of course, in the case of something like an alien invasion, it didn't really matter whether they ran or not—unless they lived in the suburbs, no one could truly escape.

If you were doomed, you were doomed!

"Hmph!"

Killian let out a cold snort, already prepared.

He leaped to the side, dodging the incoming energy projectile.

Boom!!

The ground where he had just stood exploded into a sizeable crater, showcasing the sheer destructive power of the blast.

Debris scattered.

Dust clouds rose.

Killian didn't counterattack. He dashed toward a previously identified escape route, still unwilling to engage Anton in direct combat.

However, Anton speed exceeded his expectations.

While pursuing, Anton fired a series of projectiles, forcing Killian to dodge repeatedly.

Although the continuous bombardment caused no real harm, it thwarted Killian escape and pushed him to the brink of frustration. He was thoroughly enraged.

At the same time, Killian realized that escaping was almost impossible.

Cyborg quantum-computer-like brain allowed him to monitor nearby cameras in real-time.

No matter where Killian ran, Anton could track him down instantly.

Moreover, with Cyborg relentlessly tailing him, finding the right moment to break free from Anton attack range was nearly impossible.

There was only one option left: fight!

Killian face darkened as he made up his mind. He turned abruptly, leaping into the air with all his might. The clothes on his body ignited and disintegrated, burned away by the extreme heat his body was generating.

Simultaneously, he unleashed superhuman strength, propelling himself seven to eight meters into the air. His fist, glowing red-hot, swung toward Anton.

The air around him distorted from the intense heat radiating from his body.

Bang!!

Killian aimed to clash with Anton head-on, intending to show him just how dangerous he could be.

Boom!!

But Anton, in his Cyborg form, had already anticipated Killian move.

Through Killian movements, Anton predicted the sudden counterattack and prepared accordingly.

A terrifying sonic pulse cannon fired directly at Killian.

Leaping backward, Killian collided headlong with the sonic blast, only to be sent flying by the massive shockwave. He crashed into a nearby building, obliterating an entire section of the wall.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Bricks and debris rained down, burying Killian under the rubble.

"Wow!"

"Cyborg is incredible!"

"No wonder he my idol!"

The distant onlookers burst into cheers at the sight.

To be honest, this level of crisis wasn't enough to scare the seasoned citizens of New York.

After a year of nonstop incidents, New Yorkers had developed nerves of steel.

Plus, every time a crisis arose, heroes like Batman would show up just in time!

Apart from property damage, actual casualties had been minimal, affecting only a few unlucky individuals.

As a result, these events hadn't plunged the populace into overwhelming panic.

In fact, many felt that these crises had given rise to powerful superheroes, which made them feel even safer.

This trust was the main reason they dared to stay and watch the action unfold.

Their faith in Cyborg was absolute!

"Damn it!"

From the pile of rubble, Killian surged with power, the intense heat from his body instantly melting the bricks covering him.

Even the ground beneath his feet glowed red, showing signs of softening from the heat.

"So this is the Extremis virus?"

Anton took the opportunity to observe the changes in Killian body.

To be honest, while the Extremis virus didn't have a high ceiling, its floor was impressive.

It was a rather intriguing piece of technology.

In many ways, the Extremis virus was the closest to fulfilling the military dream of creating super soldiers in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

The key issue was its stability.

Judging by Killian, this wasn't an insurmountable problem. Killian wielded the power of the Extremis virus effectively.

However, no matter how well Killian utilized it, Anton saw him as nothing more than a small fry incapable of making any significant waves.

"The Extremis virus is decent technology... it just unfortunate that your abilities can't support your ambitions," Anton said coolly, watching Killian glare at him.

"What I want to do is none of your concern!"

Anton lofty tone ignited Killian fury, making him feel as though his dignity had been trampled on once again.

His teeth clenched, his body radiating heat like a furnace, and his flushed face vividly displayed his rage.

Boom!

Killian charged at Anton, who was hovering mid-air.

Anton jets fired, propelling him directly toward Killian.

This time, he gave Killian the chance for a direct confrontation.

Bang!

Killian fist landed on Anton metallic chest.

To Killian shock, his nearly molten hands left no damage on Cyborg body, only a faint scorch mark.

"This…"

Killian eyes widened in disbelief. His mind echoed with a single thought: How is this possible?

The next moment.

Boom!

Anton fired a powerful energy blast, slamming Killian into the ground.

Killian crashed hard, leaving a deep crater in the road, with cracks spreading outward from the impact point.

His chest was deeply caved in from the blast.

However, thanks to the rapid regenerative abilities granted by the Extremis virus, he was gravely injured but not at death door.

As he tried to stand, Anton stepped forward and pressed his head into the ground with his foot.

"I think…"

Pinned under Anton foot, Killian single exposed eye burned with hatred and madness as he heard his enemy humiliating words.

"Now, I'm qualified to judge you!"