Nancy didn't know what the future would be like, but she thought it wouldn't be worse than now. Because Alice recognized herself, she at least survived in the future.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be that Strange opened the portal... No matter where the other end of the portal leads, they will definitely be temporarily safe.

But now, Strange shows no sign of successful opening!

"So...what do you think we have a chance of winning."

Stark unbuttoned his face.

The Venom Armor wriggled like flowing water, flowing down his head to his neck, revealing his entire head. Although the Venom Armor, as a biological armor, is far more suitable than any generation of Mark series, it will eventually feel an unnatural feeling of depression. Stark still habitually releases his head for breathing.

"zero."

Nancy said without hesitation.

"Please be confident."

Stark sighed, but judging from his look around, he obviously didn't have much confidence, just said it casually.

"That's because you don't know how many of them are."

"Give me some time...I can get them all out."

Not many people talked, and the weak venom or poison that survived by luck were gasping for a long time, and the stronger superheroes and poisons were also taking the time to rest.

Or there was no interruption... For a moment, only Stark and Nancy were there.

Nancy believes Stark has this strength.

Even if he was thrown into the desert, he might be able to use sand scorpions and cactus to make the first-generation Cactus armor of Mark, not to mention the complete materials.

It is no difficulty for him to make atomic bombs, so he gives Stark enough time to indeed make weapons that can blow up all the angels.

but……

“This is the problem.”

"Do you think that's all that outside now?"

"They are just the beginning."

Stark didn't speak.

He has already learned the difficulty of these things outside... To be honest, they are not very powerful, but they are indeed too many.

As the number increases, even Stark will be difficult to get any benefits.

"Then I have a problem with you... You have been talking for so long, what exactly are these monsters outside?"

At this time, the only one who can still speak carelessly is undoubtedly Deadpool.

He still had an indifferent tone that broke the atmosphere here... Then he suddenly shrank and said in a low voice with his hands half-covered mouth.

"Of course, we all know that I am actually very clear about the little cuties outside, but... does the plot need it, does the plot need it."

Nancy saw Deadpool's weird little moves.

As someone outside the box, she knew Deadpool's ability very well... breaking the fourth wall, he could communicate directly with readers, or even massacre the entire editorial department. He often complained about why this damn plot went wild again, and he didn't do anything according to common sense.

"What are you talking about."

Nancy asked.

If it were normal, Deadpool's strange ability might be very interesting. Nancy didn't mind chatting with him and digging deeper into the secrets.

But now...

"Brother's big* is telling me its loneliness, sweetheart, you want..."

Nancy turned her head and ignored him.

Deadpool's ability to break the fourth wall is indeed very interesting, and it even seems quite important, but compared to life... it's gone, and it's useless to know more.

So Nancy didn't ask at all, and she didn't bother to pay attention to Deadpool's mouthful of pornographic jokes.

“They are angels.”

"What?"

The little spider-Parker is not here, but the new little spider-Mary Jane replaced Peter well and became the new support... The little vain lady Mary Jane, who was originally a little vain in the Spider-Man world, replaced Peter and became Spider-Man in the world where she lives, actually had some activity in her words that only belonged to the little girl.

Just like the chatterbox and curiosity of the little Spider Peter Parker...but there is only the latter, no former.

No one is unchanging, anything, any time, anything, can completely change a person.

That's obviously Mary Jane.

But there is nothing bad about this...it's not getting worse anyway.

Mary Jane's doubts actually represent the questions of other superheroes and poisons present... Nancy's explanation before only told Stark that perhaps Dr. Doom had used some way to hear what was in it, but others certainly didn't know.

"Angel……"

Nancy said again.

"The monsters outside are angels... either called angels, they are angels, those angels that can flutter and fly everywhere."

As if she was afraid that she would not understand what she said, Nancy also made a slap in her hand... she was a little cute, but the people present did not pay attention to this at this time.

"In various senses, they are the angels mentioned in religion... but their image may be a bit far from imagination."

"Impossible..."

“Incredible.”

Sure enough, Nancy's words caused unanimous discomfort among the superheroes. The reason for the discomfort... is naturally very simple.

There is only the Rocket Raccoon, which is not an earth creature at all, so I don’t know what an angel is.

But in addition to discomfort, there are also many superheroes and even poisons who do not believe in it. God's theory has a thousand years of history in the West and is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even if it is not a believer, most people's hearts are detailed.

Although they would not be like crazy believers, and were furious just because Nancy thought it was slander, there were still some basic doubts.

"What evidence do you...have."

"If they were angels, not you just called such a name...you know what I mean."

It was Natasha who spoke.

My widow is worthy of being a widow. Faced with such a little shocking news, she was the first to calm down... By the way, she expressed her contempt for those around her who were still yelling about this impossible, unscientific, and unbelievable men, whether it was poison or venom.

"I have no evidence."

Nancy said.

"With this situation now, I can't prove anything."

"But there is no need to prove it... In any case, they are all monsters, just one name, and without this name, they are still monsters."

Natasha nodded.

Nancy was right, there was no need to prove anything now, anyway, the other party must be the enemy... There was absolutely no escape.

If you can't survive, it's useless to say anything. Only when you survive can you think about other things.

"As for the angel..."

"I'm not sure if God exists, but the angels do exist, including demons, and they are just one of them."

"You can think of them as an alien creature, Asgard or something...you get it."

Nancy glanced at the poison Thor next to her.

"It's okay to treat it as something else, because the demons...well, there are angels, they are magical and may also be related to souls and so on."

"So those monsters outside are actually aliens?"

Natasha's final word.

Her eyes floated toward Strange.

Nancy immediately realized.

She was worried that the people here would not accept magic... but in fact, she was wrong. Strange was obviously magical, so after walking around, they attributed the monsters outside to aliens.

Well, superheroes fight aliens, this is standard.

"As long as the demon is not transformed by the human soul that fell into hell..."

Natasha said in a relaxed tone... No, tentatively.

Then she saw Nancy's face and immediately raised her brow.

"Really?"

Nancy shook her head.

“We are not sure.”

"But the arrival of the demons is strange. They do seem to have some monsters with the human souls. It is precisely because of this that we cannot tell whether they are alien creatures or something."

The superheroes looked at each other.

In fact, most people already believe that these things are angels, and when they think of the swelling, twisted and ugly monster outside, it turns out to be angels...
To be continued...