Marvel: All My Incarnations Are S-Class Villainesses

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Lord Quanxi’s Infinite Charm

That was not a human at all.

Above her neck, there were no facial features; in their place was a living heavy repeating crossbow—

The dark silver metal skull jutted forward like three arrowheads.

From both sides of the skull, two massive curved blades like demonic horns grew out, sweeping back to become the cold arms of the crossbow.

Dense steel spikes at the back of the head fanned out like thorns.

A black tank top and trousers outlined her slender torso.

What was bone-chilling were her arms; layers of grayish-white fletching wrapped tightly around her forearms like scales, and in those hands, two monstrous, barbed alien arrows had grown.

Husband’s entrance

The little girl’s legs gave way in terror, and she slumped to the ground.

A scream was stuck in her throat, unable to escape; she could only gasp for air as tears of fear streamed down her face.

As if sensing the girl’s near-breakdown terror, the monster tilted its head slightly, its movements pausing for a moment.

Then, accompanied by the sound of muscle and metal contracting.

She deactivated her transformation.

The hideous armor and crossbow bolts rapidly retracted into her body like a receding tide.

What met the little girl’s eyes was no longer a bloodthirsty alien monster, but a tall, slender woman with a crisp white ponytail and a cold, elegant aura.

She wore a black eyepatch over her right eye, her expression cold, with three swords hanging loosely at her waist.

Yes, this person was indeed Quanxi.

Yes! That’s the look! (Who wouldn’t be dazed by it?)

Although Makima herself could not reach the battlefield.

Whether it was to prevent her abilities from being exposed or to avoid Tony and Steve discovering they’d been tricked mid-fight, Makima’s ”summons” could help Sumire deal with Loki and the Chitauri Army in her stead.

Especially since Sumire now possessed a massive amount of simulation value, and Quanxi had gained a few more helpers...

Inside the room.

Seeing Quanxi’s beautiful face, which stood in stark contrast to her previous alien form, the fear in the little girl’s heart instantly vanished.

Sitting on the ground, she stared fixedly at Quanxi with watery eyes. On her small face, still stained with tears, shock was gradually replaced by instinctive admiration, and even an unconscious blush appeared.

At her young age, she couldn’t understand exactly what had happened, but she knew one thing clearly—

This incredibly cool woman in front of her had saved her.

Quanxi reined in her murderous aura and slowly stepped forward.

She knelt on one knee, leaned down, and looked the girl in the eye with her single eye.

”Where are your mom and dad?” Her tone remained flat, yet it carried a rare hint of gentleness.

The little girl shook her head blankly.

Seeing this, Quanxi didn’t ask further, but simply reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

”Find a safe place to hide. Don’t run around; it’s very dangerous outside right now.”

The little girl nodded obediently and hurriedly.

She scrambled up from the ground and turned to head deeper into the building, but after only a few steps, she stopped and couldn’t help but look back timidly, with a hint of hope, at that upright figure.

”I... my name is Kate, Kate Bishop. What’s yours?”

Hearing this, Quanxi’s footsteps paused slightly.

On that frost-cold face, a very faint smile unexpectedly appeared.

”Quanxi.”

Leaving only her name, she didn’t stay any longer.

Leaving young Kate with a dashing silhouette destined to be remembered for a lifetime.

Quanxi walked straight to the gap in the blasted wall and leaped, falling into the sky hundreds of meters up.

In mid-air, she raised her hand and caught hold of the ”delicate young girl” who had been hovering outside the window waiting for a long time, flapping pure white wings.

The two turned into a streak of light and dove into the war-torn New York skyline without looking back.

Quanxi left with such nonchalance, but Sumire, who was sharing Quanxi’s vision through Makima behind the scenes, couldn’t stay calm at all.

Quanxi might not know who Kate Bishop is, but how could Sumire not know?!

This was Hawkeye’s top disciple, a mainstay of the Young Avengers, and the highly popular ”Second Generation Hawkeye” of the new era!

Second Generation Hawkeye

Of course, calling her Female Hawkeye works too; Sumire quite liked this little girl.

According to the original plotline.

This little girl was supposed to be rescued by Hawkeye during this Battle of New York in her childhood, which sparked her interest in archery.

But now... Quanxi, how could you hijack someone else’s job and future disciple like that!

Although using a bow and a crossbow aren’t that different, still...

It’s over, it’s all over. The ”mo die effect” not only saved Coulson, but now even the Female Hawkeye is going to be erased.

Years later, instead of becoming the Second Generation Hawkeye, could Kate end up becoming... the Crossbow Weapon Human? Or a second-generation Quanxi?

That would be a complete mess.

Thinking of this, Sumire didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, especially when she thought about Quanxi’s seemingly ascetic but actually player-like nature...

If she found out that Kate would grow up to be a total beauty...

Quanxi would probably feel her heart flutter again and want to expand her harem...

No! I definitely have to keep a close eye on Quanxi, this terrifying Chinese lesbian, this super-contrasting pervert!

A short while later, the two of them landed on the roof of another building nearby amidst the gale.

Quanxi, completely unaware that someone was gossiping about her behind her back, let go and landed steadily.

The ”young girl” also turned around, revealing her true appearance.

Slightly curly reddish-brown hair danced in the wind, with a golden Angel halo floating above her head.

”Her” features were as delicate as a fragile work of art. She wore a white shirt with a black tie, a black suit jacket draped over her shoulders, simple black trousers, and canvas shoes. The pair of flawless white Angel wings on her back were slowly folding.

Yes, this ”young girl” was the Angel Devil, Angel.

Angel Devil

Looking at this pitifully beautiful skin alone, he would be considered super cute even among girls, but in reality...

He was a genuine man.

Well, to use a more modern term...

A little femboy.

As soon as they landed, Angel couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

He looked down at the chaotic New York streets filled with Chitauri, his whole body exuding the aura of a decadent corporate slave, and complained.

”Why do I still have to work for Makima even after crossing into another World... And besides, I’m clearly a devil...”

”Why do I have to risk my life against aliens? Isn’t this art style going to get really weird?”

However, although he complained about wanting to slack off, his body still reacted instinctively when he caught a glimpse of a flying motorcycle full of Chitauri Soldiers speeding toward the rooftop.

Angel raised his hand listlessly and grasped the air.

A sharp spear emitting an ominous aura instantly formed in his palm.

With a sudden thrust of his wrist, he threw it, and the spear, like black lightning tearing through the air, accurately pierced the engine of that flying motorcycle!

This youth... might be useful for stabbing badgers

Here’s a bonus photo of Female Hawkeye and Gwenpool as besties~ (Also worth mentioning, Jeff the Land Shark is their pet)

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