Having completely stabilized the battleground of public opinion back in America, Peter didn't pause for a single second before making a beeline straight for the United Nations Headquarters.
His arrival strategy was absurdly direct.
Relying on raw, hypersonic flight speed, he cut through the sky straight toward the UN compound.
And then—
BOOM!
No appointments, no advance clearance, and completely skipping security checks.
He rammed right through the ceiling of the main UN Security Council chamber, descending onto the center stage in a glorious cloud of concrete and dust.
In that fraction of a second, the elite security detail on site was rendered completely speechless.
Guards instinctively whipped out their sidearms, aiming them straight at Peter while screaming into their radios:
"Shit! We have a lunatic raiding the main assembly chamber! We need immediate back—"
Before the guard could finish his sentence, the dust settled, revealing the intruder's iconic silhouette—and the words froze dead in his throat.
"Hello?! What do you need?! Finish your sentence!"
The tactical commander on the other end was practically losing his mind over the radio.
A long, agonizing silence passed before the guard responded in a dry, raspy voice:
"Uh... never mind."
"What the hell do you mean never mind?! Someone just breached the primary Council chamber!"
"The intruder... is the Arbiter."
Hearing that single title, the line went into a dead, prolonged silence.
It really was a non-issue now.
After all... what good would it do even if he mobilized the entire military base?
Against the almighty Arbiter, a small security detail wouldn't even qualify as a mild warm-up.
Inside the chamber, representatives from various nations had been in the middle of a heated debate regarding "superheroes terrorizing civilians."
Seeing Peter drop from the sky, everyone present instinctively clamped their mouths shut.
Only a single guy wearing a toothbrush mustache jumped up in a roaring fury—the representative for Japan:
"Baka! Who gave you the audacity to storm the United Nations assembly?!"
"Lawless! These damn superheroes are nothing but a bunch of lawless bastards!"
"Gentlemen, I propose we pass the resolution immediately and force these damn super—"
Before he could even finish his sentence, Peter's figure blurred, instantly appearing right in front of him.
The speed was so absurd that not a single person in the room could trace his movement.
"What you need... is to shut your mouth."
Peter wrapped his fingers tightly around the representative's throat, and with a light flick of his wrist—
SNAP!
Accompanied by a bone-chilling crack that sent shivers down every spine in the room, the representative's neck snapped at a grotesque angle. He died instantly.
The horrifying scene caused every delegate in the room to draw in a sharp, terrified breath.
No one had anticipated that America's guardian deity—the legendary Arbiter—could be this completely unhinged.
He had actually barged into a live UN session and executed a high-ranking government representative right in front of the entire world!
What was the meaning of this?!
Combined with the news circulating worldwide about superheroes attacking civilians and government officials, a terrifying thought surfaced in everyone's mind:
Are these superheroes trying to trigger World War III?! Are they trying to declare war on the entire world using the sole power of the United States?!
Just as panic was about to spiral out of control, the Pakistani representative sitting right beside the fallen Japanese delegate suddenly let out a startled gasp:
"Wait! What on earth is happening to him?!"
Following his terrified shout, everyone redirected their gaze back toward the corpse.
They were stunned to see the dead representative's body undergoing a quiet, terrifying metamorphosis.
A layer of mottled, scaly green skin rippled outward from his broken neck, as if a mask was being forcibly peeled away from beneath his skin.
The Asian facial features contorted violently for a second, morphing entirely into a bizarre, reptilian countenance—pointed ears, deeply ridged skin, and a hideous, frozen expression of sheer terror.
That face belonged to anything but a human being.
In an instant, the entire assembly fell dead silent.
Every single delegate stood rooted to the spot, completely flabbergasted by the unexpected turn of events.
They had assumed the Arbiter was going on an unhinged killing spree, but now it appeared they had completely misunderstood his actions.
"Gentlemen, this is the exact reason I came here today!"
Peter surveyed the crowd of UN representatives, his eyes sweeping across several faces before a smirk played on his lips:
"This creature is called a Skrull. They are a shape-shifting alien race capable of perfectly copying anyone's appearance, voice, and behavioral patterns."
"Every single 'atrocity' committed by superheroes that you've seen over the past week has been orchestrated entirely by these shape-shifters."
Hearing this, the assembly erupted into a chaotic storm of hushed whispers once more:
"Is that for real?! A creature like that actually exists in our world?!"
"My god... if all those rogue superheroes were actually these aliens in disguise, and they've already infiltrated among us... then who can we even trust anymore?!"
While the room devolved into absolute chaos, a composed, authoritative voice cut through the noise:
"Mr. Arbiter, while you have indeed helped us uncover a Skrull spy, what you are claiming is still far too alarming. Without concrete, absolute proof, it is difficult for us to accept your word as the whole truth."
The speaker was none other than the representative from China.
"You want proof?"
Hearing this, Peter offered a gentle smile toward the Chinese representative. His face held none of his usual arrogance—only a deep sense of appreciation and an indescribable... respect.
"That's simple! I can just—"
Before he could finish his sentence, the giant main display inside the assembly hall flashed to life, broadcasting the anxious voice of the UN Secretary-General:
"Everyone, the situation has escalated dramatically!"
"Just moments ago, simultaneous superhero attacks broke out across eight major cities—London, Paris, Berlin, Moscow, Tokyo, and more!"
The news sent a shockwave of panic through the room. Peter, on the other hand, merely narrowed his eyes slightly.
Pulling off such a crude, desperate move right now... Are they backed into a corner, or are they trying to pull a distraction play?
While he was mulling it over, the Indian representative suddenly pointed an accusing finger at Peter, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Look! Right as you stand here making claims, your companions are causing disasters all over the globe! How do you plan to explain that?!"
Peter casually turned his head toward the clown who had volunteered himself.
With a light flick of his index finger—
A Finger Gun air projectile shot out faster than a sniper bullet, instantly blowing the representative's head open.
The moment life left his body, his human disguise dissolved, exposing his true identity as a green-skinned Skrull.
"You want an explanation, right?"
Peter chuckled softly, looking around at the tense, horrified faces of the remaining delegates. He offered a light, pleasant smile:
"Simple enough—I'll just go kill every single one of them. Problem solved!"
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