I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards-Chapter 625: IMUC - 617 Earth’s Powerhouses Gather Together

Chapter 625 - IMUC Chapter 617 Earth's Powerhouses Gather Together

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Two days later.

High above the Atlantic Ocean, floating at an altitude of 10,000 meters, lies Carl Nation. Within its bustling, ultra-modern streets...

"Wow!"

Peter and Ned, each carrying their backpacks, stood on a busy street, their eyes wide as they took in the sight of warship-shaped buildings, floating gardens, and hovering cars, their jaws dropping in awe.

"This place is incredible; it's like a futuristic city from 'Interstellar'. To be here, to see it with my own eyes - is this really happening?" Ned looked around, his cheeks quivering with excitement.

Peter was no less amazed, marveling at the advanced grandeur of the Carl Nation. He looked at Ned, feeling a little annoyed. Two days earlier, Peter had received the invitation to the Superpower Tournament, hoping to make a name for himself as Spider-Man. He had been training in his suit ever since.

This morning, Peter was packing up at home to go to the pickup location for his invitation when Ned, waiting in his room with his VR gear on, spotted him. With no other option, Peter had to tell Ned the truth about his identity as Spider-Man and that he was sneaking off to the tournament. Naturally, Ned tagged along.

Putting his arm over Peter's shoulder, Ned encouraged him, "Don't be nervous, Peter. Didn't you say you knew Iron Man? He might be here to participate. Just do your best!"

"I wasn't nervous until you said that," Peter muttered, taking a deep breath and clutching his chest. This could be his defining moment as a hero - his chance to prove himself to Mr. Stark and Mr. Kyle.

"Hey, so... where do we go from here?" Ned scratched his head and looked around the bright but unfamiliar streets. The driver who had dropped them off had just sped off in a hovercar.

"You're asking me? I'm new here too," Peter shrugged helplessly.

Suddenly, a sleek hoverbike with blue flames coming out of its tailpipe descended from the sky and landed beside them.

"That's awesome!" Ned's eyes lit up when he saw the bike, which was even cooler than a hovercar. The rider, a tall, muscular young man, wore a black motorcycle suit and a black and gold helmet that covered his face.

The biker coldly warned them, "You kids better be careful. It's a special time and wandering around here could be dangerous."

Peter's eyes widened in disbelief. "That voice... is it really you?"

Confirming his suspicion, the helmet's black-gold faceplate slid back like unraveling threads, revealing a craggy, weathered face.

"Eddie! What are you doing here?" Peter exclaimed.

"I live here," Eddie replied, rolling his eyes.

Since the founding of the Carl Nation, members of the Carl family and their relatives had all moved there, uniting under one location.

"Who's that, Peter? Another one of your friends?" Ned asked in surprise.

Peter leaned over and whispered, "This is Eddie Carl, a member of the Carl family. He's also technically an Avenger."

"Cool!" Ned got even more excited and coughed before saying, "Mr. Eddie, we're actually lost and don't know how to get to the arena."

Seeing Peter's embarrassed expression, Eddie chuckled and gestured behind him. "You're here to compete, right? Hop on; I'll take you there."

"Thanks!" Ned quickly took Eddie up on the offer, pulling Peter along as they climbed onto the hoverbike.

"Hold on tight," Eddie said. As his words ended, the motorcycle shot into the sky with a roaring engine, leaving two startled screams echoing through the skies over Carl Nation.

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''Central Square, in front of the Sword-shaped Royal Palace''

Even though it wasn't noon yet, the huge square was buzzing with activity. Competitors, family members, and spectators, as well as residents of Carl Nation, gathered here from all over.

Eddie led Peter and Ned to the center of the square. Peter looked around nervously at the other competitors, some of whom had unusual appearances or muscular physiques that made him instinctively tense.

"Mr. Eddie, will all the Avengers be participating in this tournament?" Ned asked eagerly.

Eddie shrugged. "As far as I know, pretty much the entire team will be here. Not only are the prizes for the top three outstanding, but there's also a good amount of reward points for the top eight. And for some, it's not even about the prizes - they want to witness the beginning of a new era."

"A new era?" Peter and Ned looked at Eddie in surprise.

"That's right." Eddie nodded without further explanation.

This superpower tournament organized by Kyle appeared to be a gathering of superhumans and heroes, but in reality it was a wake-up call to the nations and ordinary citizens of the world.

It was a message to show them that times had changed - that they shouldn't cling to fear of the future. Instead of trying to limit or control superhuman activity, it was time to adapt to the pace of a new era.

"Will you calm down, you stubborn piece of cloth?"

A commotion from the square ahead caught the attention of Eddie, Peter, and Ned. As they approached, they saw a white man in his early thirties arguing with... a cloak. Yes, they weren't wrong, this man was having an argument with a cloak.

The man, dressed in a peculiar robe, was tugging on the corner of a dark-red cloak that seemed to have a mind of its own, floating in midair and attempting to fly to another part of the square.

Next to the man stood a bald woman and a black man, both also dressed in unusual robes, attracting curious glances from the onlookers.

"Enough," The Ancient One gently placed her hand on the cloak, which immediately settled and draped itself over the man's back.

"Sorcerer Supreme, this way." Mordo, after giving the crowd a stern glance, gestured for the Ancient One and Stephen to go ahead, following behind as the three of them disappeared into the crowd.

"Did you see that? That cloak flew."

"Was that magic? Or sorcery?"

"Looks like the legends are true."

"Kamar-Taj... is it too late to quit?"

A murmur of whispers passed through the crowd as Eddie watched the Ancient One and her companions leave. He turned to Peter and said, "Little Spider, those three aren't to be taken lightly. Especially that woman— if you meet her in the tournament, it's best you surrender."

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Peter nodded silently. Though he'd only sensed it for a moment, his spider senses had picked up an incredible pressure radiating from the Ancient One.

"Wow, look at all these people."

"Scott, calm down and don't embarrass the Pym Technologies."

Just then, a familiar voice reached Peter's ears, catching his attention.

'(End of Chapter)'