Abnormal creatures' communication group

Such a brilliant performance naturally attracted the attention of countless people. If Tony Stark had not already used the power of capital to bribe and collude with the officials, the priority of investigating this matter or arresting that person would probably be above saving New York and winning the war.

Of course, perhaps not all officials are willing to contribute to their personal capital, but what can they do to Tony Stark?

From new energy to new medicine, and then to even more incredible things, coupled with Tony Stark's good management of the identity of Iron Man, the public's support for him is also increasing year by year.

People who only have the support of the people are not scary, but Tony Stark also has enough capital and even a high enough military deterrent. In a sense, the other party already has the ability to personally deter the country. What's more, some of the things proposed by Tony Stark can also bring a lot of benefits to those so-called politicians. So why not cooperate?

After all, if others agree to cooperate and they refuse because of some ridiculous ideas, then they will be the only ones to suffer.

Of course, a retired former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't think so. He made a phone call in a gloomy mood, but only received some ridiculous information.

"Shit."

He couldn't stop cursing, and with a gloomy look on his face, he solemnly threw the phone to the ground.

"Iron Man, and Nick Fury..."

Then he immediately bent down and picked it up. He couldn't just throw the phone away casually. If someone picked it up, he would be in trouble. Not to mention, if Hydra was exposed, even if he had nine lives, it would not be enough to die.

Wilson was the third one to come over, and when he came over, Steve had just jumped down, well, two Steves.

"Wilson, you're here too, but I remember you weren't taking the combat test, right? Was it analysis or creation?"

Tony Stark walked up enthusiastically and patted the man on the shoulder.

Ask people.

"Let's each take a little."

Wilson thought for a while and really didn't know how to divide it.

"Do you need me to provide you with a set of armor? Or have you developed your own self-protection technology?"

"No need, I have my own weapons and armor."

Tony Stark immediately became interested when he heard this. After all, as far as he knew, every world had at least some black technology and techniques of its own, but other people were not scientists and could not analyze them. It would be much more difficult for him to study them alone. Now that he suddenly had someone to communicate with, he was quite excited.

"What kind? Let me see."

Then he watched Wilson take out some wood, ropes and other things from his backpack, and after a little tinkering with them, he turned them into a set of wooden armor.

He had initially expected the other party to bring out some advanced technology, but instead, they presented a set of prehistoric equipment. The disparity left Tony Stark somewhat stunned, but once he touched the device and felt the information in his mind, he felt a surge of joy.

【Wooden Armor

Durability: 100%

Damage Absorption: 60%

Special entry. Fuzzy key]

Although these data looked like some kind of game data, Tony Stark did not underestimate them at all. Other things were not important, but the damage absorption, coupled with the last four vague vital points, if it was really as he imagined, it could be called a divine weapon.

"Come on, try it on. Try it on."

An agent was called over by him in a daze. Looking at the simple wooden armor in the other's hand, although he didn't understand why, he didn't feel reluctant and put it on.

"What is that?" Coulson, who had had no sense of presence until now, finally couldn't help but ask.

"A kind of armor."

Tony Stark responded calmly.

"Of course I know that." Coulson had no choice but to stop asking. After all, the other party had an attitude of "I'm just trying to fool him", and there was nothing he could do.

The test started soon. Iron Man took a knife and tried it, but it didn't leave any scratches on the wooden armor. However, the agent's hand was surprisingly bleeding.

When the wooden armor was removed, only a very shallow wound was found.

Tony Stark was very clear about how much force he used. He also tried to cut the exposed skin with a knife, but the same thing happened.

The agent didn't react at first, but later he realized that the small wooden armor he was wearing, which looked very tattered, was actually an incredible piece of technology. He secretly wondered in his mind when to bring this information to Pierce.

Of course, on the surface he still cooperated very efficiently.

As for the big fool Thor, he rushed over as soon as he saw his mentor, the ghost, coming over. However, this time, before he could give him a warm hug, he was stopped by Green and Chunchun.

"Don't be rude to your father."

Green warned.

Thor was a little surprised by this situation, but later he didn't care. He wanted to find his mentor to compete with him again. Even if he would be defeated again, at least he could find out how big the gap was.

The ghost just looked at the man calmly, waved to him, and jumped out of the cabin. Its white transparent wings spread out behind it. It jumped up and easily cut open the unlucky guy who was stubbornly resisting the momentum direct attack weapon.

With the help of this reaction force, it spread its wings again, like a soaring bird, moving lightly and dancing in the air.

Every time the Knight is about to land, he will harvest the life of someone unlucky. In fact, until now, he has not strengthened the Imperial Wings. The so-called flying is just an illusion created by killing the enemy. Every time he is about to land, he kills or hits the enemy to absorb enough energy to continue to repair the Imperial Wings, so that it can be recharged and give him the power to rise again.

This method was something it had already mastered after playing Arena III again and again.

Thor, who was waving his hammer wildly at the side, couldn't help but feel admiration for his mentor as he watched his mentor's movements so gracefully and lightly.

After the training in the Divine Residence, he is no longer the ignorant and reckless man he used to be. How to mobilize his strength to the maximum extent without wasting it is something that deserves his attention now.

As he thought this, he threw the hammer out, and the hammer spun around and fell back into his hand. Those that were touched by the hammer were either rotted into pieces or burned to ashes.

Green and Pure's efficiency was not bad either, but compared to the huge group of those guys, they were still too few and killed too few.

144 The War Becomes More Magnificent

Casualties still occurred: the collapsed buildings, the people crying for help and yearning to live, and the fragmented cries. Tony Stark clenched his fists even tighter.

“Shit. Shit. Shit!”

He couldn't help but hammer the operating table so hard that a slight dent appeared on it.

To this day, he still feels the pain of his powerlessness.

He tried his best not to look at the ruins. The strong and disgusting smell of blood seemed to float into his nostrils, even though he was now standing on the spaceship wearing neat armor and there were no corpses around, let alone the smell of blood.

Because he had been exposed to too many deaths at close range, when he saw the images, his body couldn't help but feel the blood.

"Jarvis, how many smart remote-controlled armors can be called upon?"

"Sir, 173 are confirmed to be ready for use, and another 56 are currently undergoing commissioning."

Tony Stark was silent for a moment after hearing this, because compared to this huge city, these mere 200 suits of armor were not enough to form a complete defense, not to mention that the number of the enemy was simply too large to be exaggerated. At least until now, the number of alien creatures emerging from that place was still not decreasing. If these 200 were thrown in, I'm afraid they wouldn't even make a splash.

He raised his hand tiredly, subconsciously wanting to touch his temple gently, but the cold knuckles covered by the armor made him shiver all over, completely breaking free from his dazed state.

"Jarvis, release all of them. If the damage exceeds 50%, return for repairs. Once repaired, continue deploying them to the battlefield."

He said so firmly.

Steve Rogers was moving through the building with a shield in hand, cautiously. He had just seen Loki's figure flash by not far away, so he chased after him without hesitation, because he knew that even on the front battlefield, the number of people he could kill was limited, so it would be better to do something more useful.

Steve Rogers heard other voices besides his own. He gradually slowed down his pace and lowered his noise little by little.

The professor arrived almost at the same time as Sora. Sora couldn't help but glance around after arriving. After all, she hadn't seen much of these things before. She still maintained a strong curiosity, until she saw the battlefield so close. The curiosity in her eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by inevitable sadness.

The doctor thought it was commonplace and asked the other party if he had any extra armor to lend him. It was not for any other reason, but simply because he had no ability to fly.

Tony Stark threw a watch to the other person. In fact, she had prepared quite a lot of watches and was waiting for group members who needed them to come and get them.

Kong was gliding slowly in the sky with the help of the wings of wind. At the same time, he condensed black wind in his hands, which gradually expanded and condensed. He observed and waited for the opportunity to use it.

The familiar smell of the void attracted the little knight's attention, but he did not delay the waving of the bone stick in his hand at all. For him, fighting seemed to have become an instinct engraved in his bones. How could he make any mistakes?

The young knight sensed the smell of void on the other person, which was not very strong, and was even very light. It was as if Kong had cleared all the void out of his body and condensed it into a certain special space. The originally weak and scarce void actually grew stronger, and was flexibly mobilized and used by the other party without being able to infect the other party at all.

According to common sense, if the escaped void does not transform the targets it infects into void followers, it will quickly and completely dissipate, leaving behind at most a faint breath, not like it is now.

This piqued its interest. The little knight transformed into a black shadow, darting across the battlefield. With exquisite skill, it, despite being unable to fly, managed to soar through the sky perfectly. When it found nothing to strike, it would immediately release a black, circular mass of void matter, causing its downward trajectory to pause briefly. It used this pause to find a new target and repeat its movements.

Now it has successfully filled its soul into the void. If it were not for the excessive use of void spells, which would likely cause a runaway inside its own body, it would have used spells unscrupulously to completely clear everything around it.

At this moment, Kong was seriously concentrating the hurricane in his hand. When everyone surrounded him very closely, the wind whistled out of his hand, pulling and swallowing up the creatures that dared to stay near him without mercy. Those damn guys were blown dizzy by the wind. If it were just like this, it would not be considered to have much lethality.

But the void has always been a deadly substance. The black void immediately emerged from the edges of the eye sockets of those guys who were caught in the wind, slowly dripping down, and those guys also died in convulsions.

But more and more people gathered around him, and there were even some special creatures that were even bigger than the tile scales. He was overwhelmed by just using wind.

Then, the same black rock barrel suddenly condensed in mid-air, and with an unstoppable speed, it knocked countless damned guys away. Some were even completely shattered by the impact, and the fragments fell to the ground below, looking extremely miserable.

But Kong's combat experience was still too immature. When he was careless, countless guys approached him, leaving him with very little space to move. Just when he was about to use a big whirlwind to break through.

The little knight appeared beside him in time, and a shrill scream suddenly burst out from the little knight's mouth.

At the same time, countless souls flew out of the body covered by his cloak, forming one torrent after another. In just a moment, the originally dense alien creatures in this area were cleared out.

When Kong saw the other party coming, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the other person looks really small and cute, it does not prevent them from always giving you an inexplicable sense of security.

"Thank you, ghost. If you don't come over, I'll be in danger."

As he was talking, he was slowly landing. After all, Feng Yizhi did not have the ability to fly, he could only glide for a short time. The ghost waved his hand to indicate that it was no big deal.

After stopping the fight, the ghost fell much faster than the air. Just as it was about to fall, it turned into a black shadow and slammed heavily on the ground, rippling black waves and taking away countless lives.

It stood on the ground, raised its head, and looked at the people who were gradually falling. It was not worried about not being able to get up. It could use those guys who died one after another at any time to fly back into the sky.

145 Loki got angry again after being hit in the sore spot

Loki learned his lesson this time, although he really wanted to appear in front of those people openly and arrogantly to share his victory and strategy.

Otherwise, it would be so frustrating if I had done so many things but no one knew about it.

But this time, he really learned his lesson. Even when he was about to reap the fruits of victory, he still did not show up and changed his previous arrogant behavior. The main reason was that when victory was about to be in sight, the little guy left too deep an impression on him. He had never stared into such a terrifying abyss. Only the big fool Thor would not think about the other party's nature.

Although the other party seemed to be restrained by something, this was not the reason why she wanted to confront him head-on. But it didn't matter, the purple potato boss would confront him as long as he still wanted to get what he wanted.

This was a true case of borrowing a knife to kill someone. Among the three parties involved in the game, except for the ghost, the other two saw the nature of this game, but they didn't care because they all thought they would be the final winner.

So he turned around and said something to Captain America, who he thought was hiding well, which he thought was quite interesting.

After all, Loki believes that a sense of accomplishment is something that needs to be shared in order to gain more.

"Let me see what I caught, a stealthy mouse? It's funny how mortals tend to have unrealistic ideas about themselves and ignore the limits of their own abilities, isn't it?"

Loki spoke very easily and casually, and even had the leisure to look at the fierce battle outside, completely ignoring the other party.

"I think that mortals should have some self-knowledge. This will be good for both you and me."

Captain America looked at such an arrogant guy, but he didn't feel annoyed. After all, he had seen many people like him in his long war career.

He slowly lowered his shield-holding hand and fought back with his own words without any hesitation.

"Maybe you're right."

Just as Loki smiled and looked like a teachable child, the captain continued to talk to himself.

"After all, it's really easy to fall flat on your face if you don't have self-awareness, like being tied up like a dumpling."

Loki was stunned, and his face fell at a speed visible to the naked eye. He naturally knew what the other party was referring to. That was what happened when Tony Stark grabbed him.

But at this time the captain changed the topic again.

"You are the second prince of Asgard."

"Yes, but I will soon be the king of Asgard. You'd better consider kneeling before the future king. I don't mind handing over the governance of Midgard to anyone, including you. After all, I have always been very generous. As long as you admit your mistakes, I can forgive your previous unreasonableness and offense."

When mentioning this, Loki snorted coldly. Although he looked down upon the title of the so-called Second Prince of Asgard, after all, he was not the best, so what was the point of having it, but the other party showed a submissive attitude, so he naturally had to be more generous.

"Where's your army?"

The captain asked.

"What."

Loki had no way of understanding what the other party was asking, but he vaguely sensed something was wrong. He desperately tried to interrupt the other party and regain control of the rhythm.

"Are you kidding me? Look outside..."

"I'm not talking about those guys with ulterior motives who can't even control you. I'm talking about the army that truly belongs to you. Aren't you the second prince of Asgard? Aren't you about to become king? So, where is your army in Asgard?"

He was not too sure at first. Even though he knew a lot of information, he still had only a vague understanding of the other party. After all, he had just woken up and heard such an exciting thing as an alien invasion. It really made an old man not know where to start. But now he was sure through the other party's reaction that these troops were not his and the other party had nothing.

The other party just has some conspiracies and tricks that are not worthy of being shown on the public.