Chapter 525 Shattered Victory

Captain America Steve Rogers finally recovered from his brief silence, his eyes were firm and his expression was stern. He looked at the increasingly chaotic battlefield, and a new desire to fight was ignited in his heart. The Avengers and the demigods were caught in a fierce and bitter battle. The superpowered warriors attacked wantonly, killing everyone indiscriminately without mercy. The air on the battlefield seemed to solidify, and blood and gunpowder filled the air.

The demigod army was in tatters, but they still loyally guarded the three demigods. Although they were seriously injured, they still stood at the front line of the battlefield, stubbornly resisting the crazy attack of the super-powered warriors. The army of Antinous had already turned into dust in the battle with Sephiroth, and the powerful warriors of God were ruthlessly wiped out.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Steve no longer hesitated, raised his shield, and rushed towards the enemy, fearlessly killing those unscrupulous superpowered warriors. His movements were agile and swift, and every swing of the shield brought great power, accurately knocking down one enemy after another.

"Zemo!" Steve roared loudly, his eyes fixed on Helmut Zemo standing in the center of the battlefield, his eyes full of anger and the flames of justice. At this time, Zemo stood in a chaotic battlefield, seemingly unconcerned about the fighting around him, his expression was indifferent, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"You're finally willing to take action, Captain America," Zemo's voice was filled with disdain and sarcasm, with his hands behind his back, as if everything was under his control. "But you know what? It's all in vain. You so-called heroes are always just repairing this broken world, but I'm shaping a brand new order."

"What you call order is nothing but brutality built on death and pain!" Steve shouted angrily, and rushed towards Zemo suddenly, with his shield raised high, ready to give him a fatal blow.

Zemo smiled coldly, quickly turned his body to the side, and easily avoided Steve's attack. Although his movements seemed to be understated, they were extremely accurate. He quickly took out a small energy weapon and fired at Steve continuously. The energy beam brushed past Steve's armor, sparking a burst of sparks.

"You self-important heroes will never see a higher realm." Zemo sneered, his tone full of contempt, "You have been maintaining the old order, not knowing that it has long been corrupt. The real strong do not rely on the system, but create the rules!"

"You're nothing but a coward who plots! We're fighting for freedom, not for some selfish 'new world'!" Steve retorted loudly, his voice firm, representing his unyielding faith. Before he finished speaking, he swung his shield again and slammed it towards Zemo.

Zemo's eyes narrowed and he sneered, "Freedom? In my eyes, freedom is nothing but a ridiculous scam. Do you think you can save the world with strength and courage? What the world needs is not a 'hero' like you, but a new order!"

As they fought, the two engaged in a heated debate. Steve's attacks were full of power and justice, while Zemo used his calmness and cunning to constantly dodge his attacks, occasionally counterattacking.

At the same time, the superpowered warriors on the battlefield were like out-of-control beasts, frantically launching a final offensive against the Avengers and the Demigods. They did not distinguish between friend and foe, and wielded the energy weapons in their hands wantonly, destroying everything with destructive force.

The demigod army is still fighting hard. Although they are already wounded, they are still tenacious and unyielding, using their remaining strength to protect their sacred glory. The demigod warriors hold high their weapons blessed by divine power. Although they are in a desperate situation, they still refuse to retreat. Each of their attacks is filled with endless anger and faith, as if they are resisting the judgment of fate.

The Avengers are also facing tremendous pressure. Tony stands on one side of the battlefield, his Apocalypse armor is already in tatters, but his eyes are still unwavering, relying on the last bit of energy to do his best to protect his comrades. Quicksilver shuttles across the battlefield, his figure is as fast as lightning, but he is also approaching his limit. Falcon and War Machine are also gritting their teeth and persisting, and everyone is fighting to the end to stop Zemo's conspiracy.

At the EU headquarters, the atmosphere in the conference room was tense and heavy, as leaders of various countries were having a heated discussion on the current battle between gods and superpowered warriors. The meeting ended with a collective unanimous decision - the superhero group of the Hawke Group could not interfere in the battle between gods at this moment, and any intervention by external forces would only complicate the situation. As the EU ambassador of the Hawke Group, the head of the Hawke Group raised his mouth slightly, obviously enjoying it. He knew in his heart that the current situation had nothing to do with him. In this chaotic battlefield, the absence of their group meant no responsibility for them.

Therefore, the top heroes of Hawke Group, such as Electro and Super V, did not appear on the battlefield. Their absence made the focus of this battle fall entirely on the Avengers and Ares's demigod army.

The scene turns back to the battlefield.

Might Guy stood in the center of the chaos. Superpower warriors kept coming around him. His eyes were full of bloodlust and violence, but facing these powerful enemies, Might Guy was not afraid. His feet were slightly apart, and the whole person entered a state of extreme concentration. His fighting spirit was filled in the air, and light blue energy lingered around him, as if he was accumulating strength for the upcoming battle.

"Come on, more of them!" Might Guy's voice was loud and clear, full of fighting spirit and confidence. He waved his hand gently, as if inviting the enemy to come and die.

The superpowered warriors roared and rushed towards him, with both strength and speed, but in front of Might Guy, they were as fragile as children. Might Guy's speed was amazing, and he was like a blue lightning, quickly shuttling across the battlefield. Every time he attacked, an enemy would be knocked away, and his body would directly smash into the building or fall heavily to the ground.

His fist swung with amazing force towards the chest of a super-powered warrior. With a dull "bang", the warrior seemed to be hit by a high-speed train. His sternum collapsed instantly and the whole person flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"Youth is invincible!" Might Guy shouted loudly, his voice full of undying fighting spirit. He turned to face another enemy, and this time he showed no mercy, punching the opponent's jaw like a gust of wind. Blue energy wrapped around his fist, "bang!" The enemy's jaw was almost shattered instantly, and the whole person was directly knocked ten meters away, and he had lost his fighting ability when he landed.

The superpowered warriors have realized that this seemingly overly enthusiastic man cannot be defeated by conventional means. They adjusted their formation and tried to encircle Might Guy. But Might Guy was not afraid at all and even showed an excited smile.

"More people? That would be more interesting!" He suddenly kicked the ground and leaped into the air. His legs spun at lightning speed, creating a gust of wind that swept across the heads of the four enemies. The four soldiers had no time to react and were hit instantly, as if they were caught in a hurricane and fell to the ground instantly.

Blue energy circulated around Might Guy, as if responding to his every move, becoming stronger and stronger. Every punch and kick he threw seemed to be artistic perfection, with absolute power and speed.

"This is the burning of youth!" Might Guy shouted again, and with his voice, more superpowered warriors were knocked to the ground. His movements were as fast as lightning and as strong as a tiger. Anyone who tried to get close to him could not escape his deadly attack.

On the battlefield, Might Guy was like an invincible god of war, fighting dozens of superpowered warriors alone, and he was not at all at a disadvantage. Each of his punches was crisp and precise, and the enemy fell almost faster than he could catch up with his punching speed.

There was always a confident smile on his face and his eyes were firm, as if nothing could break his fighting spirit.

"Youth! Invincible!" Might Guy's final blow knocked down three super-powered warriors at the same time. His figure froze in the center of the battlefield. The enemies around him had already lost their ability to fight, and their broken bodies were scattered all around.

Zemo stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, his indifferent expression reflected by the smoke and wreckage around him. Behind him, a superpowered warrior quietly approached and reported in a low voice: "Lord Zemo, the mission has been completed. We only collected the blood of Spartacus and Philips. Hecate was captured by the Avengers, and as for Antinous, he disappeared without a trace, and it seems impossible to track his whereabouts."

Zemo's face showed a faint smile, as if everything was under his control. His eyes gently swept across the battlefield in front of him, and finally fixed on Steve Rogers. The two looked at each other, and the air was filled with invisible tension. Steve held the shield tightly, his expression grim, and his inner anger was almost uncontrollable.

"Zemo," Steve's voice was low and firm, "Do you think you can escape? Your conspiracy has been exposed. You can no longer hide in the dark."

Zemo smiled slightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Exposed? Rogers, I'm afraid you don't understand the situation yet. Your so-called victory is nothing but a temporary illusion. I have already got what I want, and the rest is just a matter of time."

Steve's brows were furrowed tightly, his shield slightly raised, ready to strike at any time. "What is your plan? What do you want to do by collecting the blood of demigods?"

Zemo shrugged leisurely, his tone as relaxed as if he was discussing an unimportant game, "You know, Rogers, sometimes strength is not the most important thing. Control is the real key." He slowly turned around, his back to Steve, his tone was full of undisguised confidence and contempt, "As for the demigod's blood, by the time you truly understand its value, it will be too late."

Steve's eyes became more fierce, and he suddenly took a step forward, trying to stop Zemo from leaving. "Don't even think about escaping! We will stop you, no matter what the cost!"

Zemo stopped and chuckled, then turned around and looked at Steve coldly, his tone full of sarcasm: "Stop me? Rogers, you can't even solve the problem in front of you. Look at your battlefield, it's in chaos and your teammates are seriously injured. You don't have any bargaining chips anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and slowly walked to the other side of the battlefield. The superpower warriors followed closely behind him, escorting him and gradually disappearing in the smoke of the battlefield. Steve could only stand there, holding the shield tightly, with anger and powerlessness intertwined. He wanted to catch up with Zemo, but his physical exhaustion and the chaos in front of him made him realize that the victory at this moment did not belong to him.

"We're not done yet, Zemo..." Steve whispered, his eyes burning with fighting spirit and determination. He knew that this battle was far from over, but no matter how dark and despaired they faced, he and his teammates would not give up.

Zemo's back gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving behind a devastated battlefield and the Avengers' unfinished mission.