Chapter 103: The Scepter in Hand
Stepping through the corridor, several armed soldiers immediately raised their guns and fired.
Faora moved fast, rushing forward like the wind in an instant.
With a strike of her fist, immense power slammed into one soldier's chest.
Bang!
The soldier's body was knocked horizontal in an instant, flying backward at extreme speed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Struck by the flying body, several soldiers behind him were blasted outward, leaving bloody, human-shaped imprints on the steel door behind them.
With a few dull thuds, several corpses slowly slid down from the steel door.
Kal-El raised an eyebrow as he looked at Faora.
"Why are your attacks always so bloody?"
Faora turned her head and looked at Kal-El seriously.
"Blood is a warrior's glory, as well as a warrior's medal!"
Kal-El shook his head helplessly and stepped toward the heavy steel door.
Arno stepped forward two paces, not even looking at the passcode keypad to the side.
He clenched his fist and slammed it heavily against the solid steel door.
Bang!
With a loud boom, his arm successfully pierced through the door, the steel around the circular hole rubbing against his arm and throwing off tiny sparks.
Without hesitating, he threw another punch, thrusting both arms completely into the heavy door.
Exerting a bit of force, his muscles bulged slightly as his Bio-electric Field expanded.
Bang!
Rumble!
After a deafening crash, he ripped the entire steel door straight out from the thick wall.
Kal-El was somewhat surprised and patted Arno on the shoulder.
"Truly your style!"
Stepping past the broken wall, the room inside was already deserted, leaving behind only some scattered documents.
Kal-El went forward to flip through the Hydra base's documents, suddenly discovering a file.
"Enhanced Human Experiment Project!"
It seemed they hadn't started the experiments yet.
Kal-El opened the documents to read, then suddenly turned to look at Faora.
"Bring back the Mind Scepter!"
As the head of this experiment project, Baron Strucker's headshot happened to be attached inside the file.
Faora nodded, turned around, and walked out.
Arno didn't disturb Kal-El and began patrolling the entire base, hoping to find any remaining stragglers to practice on.
But he didn't encounter a suitable opponent. Instead, a man carrying a shield suddenly flipped through the air, landing gracefully in a posture like a gymnast.
Bang!
He knelt on one knee, using his shield against the ground to absorb the impact.
"You guys work fast, though you made things a bit bloody here."
Steve remarked as he looked at Arno.
Arno turned his head to look at Captain America.
"You guys are just too slow!"
Just as he was about to turn around, he earnestly added another sentence.
"Steve Rogers, has anyone ever told you that your cowl is so ugly it's cute?"
Steve instinctively disbelieved it.
"Have they?"
"A little bit."
Natasha walked over.
"Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"We thought it was your style!"
"..."
On the highway outside the Serbian Hydra base, a car was speeding along.
Baron Strucker slammed his hands on the steering wheel, the Mind Scepter resting quietly on the back seat.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"Damned Justice League!"
His face flushed red as he slammed his foot down on the gas pedal.
The needle on the dashboard slid rapidly, going faster and faster.
The car's engine roared continuously like a galloping steel monster.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared on the road ahead.
Dressed in black armor, with a cape draped over her back as well.
It was a familiar woman!
Sub-commander Faora of the Justice League!
Strucker didn't try to flee either; he slammed the gas pedal all the way down.
This car was a modified bulletproof vehicle made of sturdy alloy capable of withstanding bomb attacks.
He was going to run down this terrifying woman.
Opening his mouth, he screamed madly.
"Die!"
Faora didn't pay the car any mind at all.
Instead of waiting for the car to reach her, she charged directly toward it.
Bang!
A sonic boom suddenly echoed through the air as Faora's figure rapidly approached.
Like a movie character set to fast-forward, she covered tens of meters in an instant, standing directly in front of Baron Strucker's car.
Bang!
The moment the car made contact with Faora's hands, it caved inward.
Powerful inertia suddenly lifted the rear of the car, sending it spinning into the air.
A long moment later, a loud boom resonated hundreds of meters away.
The entire car smashed heavily into the adjacent woods.
Swaths of trees were snapped in half, and the ground was covered with broken branches and withered leaves.
Baron Strucker was currently sitting motionless in his seat, his shirt soaked with blood.
His eyes were tightly closed, and he was no longer breathing.
Bang!
Faora ripped off the entire car door and tossed it aside casually.
Looking at the Mind Scepter in the back seat, she reached out and pulled it out.
Just as Faora was about to turn and leave, her footsteps paused.
Kal-El had said that for an organization like Hydra, cut off one head and nine more would grow back.
She was somewhat skeptical.
Faora reached her hand back into the vehicle, grabbed Baron Strucker's head, and twisted hard.
Crack...
With a crisp snap, a bloody head was now held in Faora's hand.
She stared at Strucker's ruined corpse for a moment, then shook her head in slight disappointment.
"It seems you cannot grow nine heads after all!"
Holding the Mind Scepter in one hand, Faora turned and left the forest.
Boom!
Her body launched into the sky in an instant, tracing an arc across the heavens.
...
"You didn't find the Mind Scepter?"
Captain America frowned, looking at Arno.
"That's right, Strucker fled the base with it."
Steve exchanged a glance with Natasha.
"Then let's split up and search."
With the scepter being urgent, the two left the SokoviaHydra base by vehicle once again.
Bang!
Faora sliced through the sky and instantly landed on the ground.
Arno glanced at the vacant doorway.
"I just told the Avengers that we didn't find the Mind Scepter."
Without even turning her head, Faora carried the Mind Scepter toward the command center.
"We have it now, so you didn't lie!"
As Faora walked in, Kal-El swivelled his chair around to look over.
"Baron Strucker dealt with?"
"He was speeding and got into a traffic accident."
"By the time I opened the car door, he no longer showed any signs of life."
Faora spoke in dead earnest.
Kal-El didn't press further; obtaining the Mind Scepter was what mattered.
"Very good, this operation by our Justice League was a complete success."
With their objective achieved, Kal-El immediately departed the base with Faora and Arno.
As for the Mind Scepter in Faora's hand, Kal-El intended to put it to use first.
In any case, if Nick Fury took it back, high chances were it would fall into the hands of Hydra-shield again.
Might as well let the Mind Scepter serve its proper purpose.
It was time for Wanda and Quicksilver to make their appearance too.
Find Tony an opponent so he doesn't spend all day researching anti-superman armor.
...
After the Justice League departed, the Sokovian police finally arrived late.
"This is nothing short of a massacre!"
The Sokovia Police Department immediately reported the situation at this Hydra base to higher authorities, predictably drawing the attention of top officials.
Hydra!
Enhanced Human Project!
The dispatch of the Justice League!
Every single piece of news pulled at the sensitive nerves of the small nation of Sokovia.
Chapter 104: Tony's Boomerang
Northern New York, Justice League Base.
"Hydra is a bunch of war lunatics. The Justice League did nothing wrong!"
"They've been searching for war orphans in Sokovia to perform human experiments and carry out their evil plans. Should they just be left to do as they please?"
"No matter what Hydra did, they are human beings. No organization has the right to kill them!"
"Metahumans have been doing whatever they want all over the world. They act high and mighty, completely disregarding human lives."
"Hydra should be tried by humans. The actions of these metahumans have violated the law, and I hope they will be brought to justice."
...
Aiki turned off the TV news and looked at Faora huffily.
"These humans are so annoying. Without us, who knows when Hydra would ever be dealt with."
Faora raised her hand and patted Aiki's head.
"This must be what Kal-El calls human nature."
Arnold walked in from outside.
"If those people dare to make a move against us, I won't hold back."
"Of course!"
Kal walked in from outside.
"Pay no mind to them. They don't represent all of humanity."
Faora and Arnold's expressions softened, satisfied with Kal's stance.
They had genuinely worried that Kal might restrict them for the sake of humans.
If he did that, Kal wouldn't be worthy of being their leader.
Although there were some public chatter outside, it couldn't cause any real impact.
"Aiki, any big news lately? Something not about us."
Kal took a glass of wine and sat on the sofa.
Aiki immediately scampered on her short legs to sit at the computer. Her fingers flew across the controls, and a 3D hologram suddenly appeared before them.
"Yep, that big tin can declared war on someone online and even gave out his home address. What a total idiot."
Kal set his wine glass down.
"Can you find out who his opponent is?"
"Hold on!"
Aiki's fingers kept swiping across the projection.
"It's a terrorist leader named the The Mandarin, who has organized multiple terrorist attacks across the globe."
Explosion sites from various locations flashed on the projection, looking like high-explosive bomb attacks.
"Wait."
The image flickered, and a blurry video suddenly played, showing a young disabled man injecting himself with a vial.
As time passed, the man's expression contorted in pain, and a fiery glow became faintly visible inside his body.
The man's severed limb began to grow rapidly, fully regenerating in a short moment.
Aiki was also somewhat surprised and immediately sat back at the computer to search.
"This stuff is called the Extremis. It grants the human body powerful regeneration abilities and can be considered a type of Super Soldier Serum."
"After injection, it greatly enhances human strength, speed, and endurance.
Whoa, it can even breathe fire."
"Sounds pretty impressive!"
Faora nodded, also surprised by human scientific research capability.
Aiki's voice continued.
"But this virus is unstable and uncontrollable. It turns a person into a powder keg full of explosives that could blow up at any time."
"According to the info I found, the terrorist attacks are covering up Advanced Idea Mechanics' Extremisexperiments. The real leader is Aldrich Killian."
Kal nodded.
It seemed this was Tony's loyal fan—a fanatical fan who almost killed Tony.
"That's that, then. I need to take a trip to Stark Industries. Something might happen there."
Kal knew that terrorists would soon launch a terror attack on Stark Industries.
He had to admit these guys were quite capable, managing to fly attack helicopters right to Tony's doorstep and firing missiles at Stark Industries as if they cost nothing.
He wondered if the US military was slacking off, allowing armed helicopters carrying missiles to enter New Yorkairspace like that.
Kal left the base and shot into the sky, transforming into a beam of light as he sped toward Stark Industries.
At Stark Industries, Tony's one-night stand ex-girlfriend, Maya Hansen, had already come knocking.
While Pepper was feeling jealous, Maya suddenly noticed several missiles flying toward them on the surveillance monitor.
"What is that?"
Tony turned to look, his eyes widening instantly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The missiles didn't hit the building; they were blocked by Kal, who had arrived just in time.
Flames flooded toward Kal continuously, but before his Bio-electric Field, they couldn't advance a single step.
Looking at Kal's black cape outside the window, Tonysuddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Kal, I swear I've never loved you more!"
Kal turned his head slightly to look at Tony.
"Save your love for women!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Several more missiles came flying. Kal's eyes glowed crimson, and his Heat Vision fired instantly, precisely striking the incoming missiles.
Bang! Bang! Bang—!
After several massive explosions, Kal gave the terrorists no further chance.
Hovering in the air, he backed up slightly, then slammed straight into the attack helicopters in the sky.
Bang!
A massive sonic boom echoed. Before it could even reach Tony's ears, Kal's silhouette had already zipped through the hovering attack helicopters outside.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Boom!
The helicopters were sliced in two by Kal one after another, as explosions erupted continuously.
The attack helicopters turned into countless metal fragments, plummeting downward in flames.
Boom! Boom!
Two water spouts shot up from the ocean as all the attack helicopters sank into the water.
Kal floated quietly over the sea, his cape fluttering loudly in the wind.
Kal turned around and looked at Tony Stark inside the building.
A spark-emitting portal suddenly opened in front of him.
Kal dashed inside, and an identical portal suddenly opened in front of Tony.
Kal walked out of the portal, looking at Tony while shaking his head.
"Man, what's the meaning of this?"
"This is your boomerang!"
"Huh?"
Tony raised an eyebrow, and Pepper beside him was also somewhat confused.
"Remember Aldrich Killian?"
"It's him!"
Pepper remembered the man; he had come to Stark Industries not long ago wanting to collaborate.
Tony was also a bit surprised.
"He did this?"
Kal nodded.
"That's right. I heard he used to be your biggest fan."
Kal looked at Tony Stark, the corners of his mouth curving up.
"I'm a bit curious—how did you manage to turn a loyal fan into an enemy who hates you the most?"
"Did you think your life was too boring and wanted to find some fun this way?"
Kal smiled, turned around, and sat on the sofa.
"Looks like I'm still not used to these rich people's games."
Tony Stark also recalled that young scientist from over a decade ago.
Killian had approached him with an excited face, claiming to be his biggest fan and wanting to collaborate with him.
Back then, Tony was in a hurry to go get intimate and casually brushed him off, telling him to meet on the rooftop in five minutes.
He didn't expect Killian to actually wait on the rooftop in the freezing wind all night, while he was getting cozy in his room with Maya, his ex.
He gave a bitter smile and sat down beside them.
"This really was my mistake."
"Over a decade ago, I was a playboy, full of arrogance.
I never expected a small action back then would lead to this kind of consequence over ten years later."
Kal stopped making fun of Tony.
"Regarding Killian, I think your ex-girlfriend here should know something."
Tony and Pepper frowned. How could this be connected to her too?
Chapter 105: A Delayed "Date"
Maya Hansen also knew she couldn't keep it hidden anymore.
She took a deep breath and looked at Tony.
"I'm currently working at his company, and we're conducting research on the Extremis together, but I didn't expect him to launch a terrorist attack against you."
Tony raised his hand.
"You don't need to be so emotional. I believe you, take your time!"
"We are currently cooperating on the research of the Extremis, and we have already seen results in some disabled patients."
"Under the effect of the Extremis, they can regenerate limbs, and it can also greatly enhance physical data such as human strength and speed."
"But it's not stable, and we have never resolved the side effects of the Extremis."
She paused.
"My purpose in coming to you this time was to ask you to help us improve the Extremis, but I really didn't expect Killian to use a terrorist organization against you."
Tears welled up in Maya's eyes.
Tony was silent for a moment.
"I know, I believe you!"
He comforted the agitated Maya and turned to look at Kal-El.
"I will deal with him."
Kal-El's gaze toward Tony was somewhat skeptical.
"Can you do it?"
Tony smiled.
"A man can never say he can't, but I hope you can help me look after Pepper, as I'm worried Killian might make a move against her."
Pepper, who had just been jealous that Tony was so agreeable to Maya, smiled again at this moment.
As expected, Tony cares about me the most!
The corners of Kal-El's mouth hooked up slightly.
Tony, you really are at ease.
But Kal-El didn't plan to refuse; just looking after someone wouldn't take much effort.
"Since that's the case, why not let Pepper stay in the Justice League for the time being."
Tony instinctively frowned and looked at Kal-El.
That shouldn't happen, right?
"It is indeed very safe there, but why choose that place."
Kal-El smiled slightly.
"With Faora around, you don't have to worry about Pepper's safety!"
Tony suddenly realized.
"That woman is indeed very strong, I even suspect she can tear apart my armor with her bare hands."
"You have good self-awareness!"
Tony's face darkened again.
...
Everything was arranged, and Tony Stark walked into the underground laboratory.
"Dummy, help me put on the anti-superman armor!"
The one-armed machine on the side seemed a bit slow to react. It moved in front of the armor, its large mechanical arm turning left and right, not knowing where to start.
Tony, who had struck a pose, waited for a while and turned to look at Dummy.
"Forget it, you're so clumsy, let Jarvis do it."
The big mechanical arm drooped down.
"I wanted to give you a chance to shine, but unfortunately you didn't seize it!"
"Is this a new model?"
Kal-El walked over from behind.
Tony's body trembled instinctively.
He avoided Kal-El's gaze and busied himself putting on the armor.
"This is just an ordinary armor, used to deal with special situations."
Kal-El frowned slightly. This armor was obviously different from Tony's other suits, and the material was much sturdier.
Is there also Vibranium?
Could it be the anti-superman armor?
But Tony obviously had no intention of explaining.
"I will bring Killian back to prison!"
He walked towards the top floor, the armor's thrusters suddenly activated, and the heavy steel suit instantly rushed into the sky.
Kal-El turned around and looked at Pepper Potts.
"I think you'd better stay in the Justice League until this matter is resolved."
"Thank you very much, sorry to trouble you!"
"As for Miss Hansen, I think you don't need to go back anymore. Killian certainly won't care about your safety."
Maya also knew this.
Those missiles showed no mercy at all. If it weren't for Superman, she didn't know if she would have been blown to death here by the missiles.
"Thank you, I will surrender to the government!"
Maya Hansen turned and left, while Kal-El and Pepper returned to the Justice League.
Entering the headquarters building, Faora was watching the news on the sofa.
The terrorist the Mandarin openly shot and killed government officials.
"It seems Tony needs to move a bit faster!"
Faora turned her head to look at Pepper Potts behind Kal-El.
"Who is she?"
"Have a seat wherever you like!"
Kal-El let Pepper sit on the sofa aside.
"Tony Stark's girlfriend."
Faora frowned.
"That guy who wears a big iron can all day long?"
Pepper smiled awkwardly.
"Hello, I am Pepper Potts, and I am also Tony Stark's girlfriend."
"Tony provoked a tricky guy, so she's staying in the Justice League for the time being."
Faora glanced indifferently at Pepper.
"No one dares to launch missiles here!"
Pepper: "..."
In Tennessee, inside a dilapidated manor, Tony wearing the anti-superman armor easily knocked down all the guards.
He knew that everything was planned by Killian, but he still came to the Mandarin's lair first.
He had to confirm that the Mandarin posed no threat.
Rather than a terrorist's lair, this place looked more like a theatrical dressing room.
A somewhat comical man saw Tony and immediately raised his hands.
He was precisely the terrorist the Mandarin from the news.
"You are the leader of the Ten Rings, the Mandarin?"
The man's eyes darted quickly, and Tony impatiently raised his repulsor cannon.
"I'm not a terrorist, I'm the Mandarin, an actor. Pretending to be a terrorist is just to cover up their virus experiments."
Facing Tony's threat, he immediately spilled all the information he knew.
"Tony, news just came in, the Iron Patriot has been captured by Killian."
Kal-El's voice came through the communicator.
"Dammit!"
"Jarvis, search for the location of the Iron Patriot."
A map projection suddenly appeared in front of him, with a red dot flashing constantly on the map.
"Very well, let Killian serve as the anti-superman armor's first actual combat test."
At this moment, the Mandarin cautiously moved his steps toward the door.
Bang!
Tony didn't let him go and directly knocked the Mandarin unconscious.
Daring to work for terrorists, you might as well go to prison to reflect on yourself.
...
Dozens of miles away, Killian's arms rapidly heated up, and his skin turned fiery red.
With a heavy punch, a deep pit instantly appeared on the wall in front of him, and gravel rolled down.
"Damn Superman!"
He hadn't expected that the armed helicopter sent to attack Tony Stark would be intercepted just like that by Superman.
"These superheroes really like to meddle in other people's business. What right does he have to stop me from retaliating against Tony Stark."
At this moment, an Extremis soldier named Savin walked over.
"Boss, we have captured the Iron Patriot."
Killian laughed.
"Tony Stark, I want you to pay the price for your arrogance and conceit thirteen years ago."
He led his subordinates towards the room where Rhodes was being held.
The temperature of his hands rose rapidly, and he pressed them directly against the waist of the Iron Patriot.
"I heard you are a good friend of Tony Stark's, I will let you die in agony."
"I want Tony Stark to lose everything he cares about, and he needs to pay the price for his arrogance."
Rhodes was sweating profusely inside the armor.
The continuously rising temperature almost reached his limit of endurance.
Just as he was about to be ejected from the armor, a familiar voice rang out.
"Well, I admit I shouldn't have missed the appointment, but aren't you reacting a bit too strongly."
Tony Stark flew over wearing a black set of anti-superman armor.
As soon as he finished speaking, the repulsor cannon fired rapidly, suddenly slamming into Killian's chest.
Killian's entire body was instantly sent flying backward, heavily slamming into the iron railing behind him.
Bang!
Rumble!
The iron railing snapped in response, and a dent appeared on the wall behind.
A laser appeared in Tony's palm once again, and the iron chains binding Rhodes snapped one after another.
"Are you alright?"
Rhodes nodded.
"I can still fight!"
Chapter 106: Cruel Tony
A group of Aldrich Killian's subordinates transformed into Extremis soldiers one after another, their bodies rapidly heating up as they lunged toward the two of them.
"Go!"
Wearing the Iron Patriot, Rhodes excitedly charged at several Extremis soldiers.
The armor's thrusters activated, and Rhodes threw a punch at an Extremis soldier.
Boom!
The immense force and flight momentum instantly blasted the opponent away.
At this moment, Rhodes had an unusually strong desire to fight.
Boom!
Dodging a punch, he followed up with a kick that sent another person flying.
The Extremis soldier Savin was completely crimson, leaping forward like an agile cat.
Rhodes's repulsor rays fired continuously, blasting shallow pits into the surrounding ground.
Rumble!
Before he knew it, Savin had closed the distance with Rhodes.
He exerted sudden force, leaving a charred footprint on the wall, and pounced toward the hovering Rhodes.
The crimson fist grew larger and larger in Rhodes's eyes.
Rhodes smiled.
"Barehanded, you want to punch my Iron Patriot?"
Boom!
With a massive explosion, Rhodes's eyes bulged instantly, and the heavy Iron Patriot crashed heavily to the ground.
"What kind of joke is this?"
Rhodes looked at his chest; the armor was already dented inward, with a small hole smashed into it.
Broken wires could faintly be seen inside, continuously emitting sparks.
At this moment, he completely refused to believe that someone could smash his Iron Patriot barehanded.
This was his absolute favorite, a perfect lover that he wiped down countless times every day.
It was his wife.
Before he could react, Savin rushed over again with a cruel smile on his lips.
Other Extremis soldiers also lunged forward beside him.
Swish!
He immediately activated the thrusters, and a blinding ball of fire suddenly erupted.
The heavy Iron Patriot suddenly slid close to the ground, instantly rushing out of the Extremis soldiers' encirclement.
He rushed out of the narrow building, hurtling straight into the sky without looking back, and only stopped when he noticed no more Extremis soldiers were by his side.
"They can't fly."
He turned around, lowered his altitude, and looked down at Savin and the several eyeing Extremis soldiers in the open space below.
Extending both hands, his repulsor rays fired incessantly.
Savin was no fool either.
"Spread out!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Savin and the others leaped left and right continuously, sprinting across the ground at extreme speed.
While Rhodes was playing whack-a-mole in mid-air, a big guy suddenly flew over.
It was a chunk of concrete, with broken steel rebars clearly visible inside.
Swish!
Boom!
Just as Rhodes was about to dodge, his body was sent flying from the impact.
His body traced an arc in the air before finally crashing heavily to the ground.
"Damn it!"
Seeing several frantic Extremis soldiers rushing over quickly, Rhodes once again maneuvered his armor to take flight.
"Let you guys taste the big guy!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Several missiles suddenly launched, shooting toward the Extremis soldiers on the ground.
Boom, boom, boom—!
Massive explosions echoed, and the pursuing Extremis soldiers were instantly swallowed by the blasts.
Flames burned as two firemen covered in cracks walked out from the center of the explosion.
"Oh, you guys are really tough to kill."
Savin wasn't feeling well either at this moment; his current state could no longer endure another missile attack.
His injuries were slowly recovering.
Looking at the Iron Patriot swaying in the distance and raising its repulsor rays, Savin wisely chose to back down.
"Take out Iron Man first!"
The two returned once more, dodging the repulsor ray attack, and immediately darted into a nearby concrete building.
Utilizing the building to block the line of sight, they rushed toward Iron Man, who was engaged in fierce combat with a group of Extremis soldiers in the basement.
Just as Rhodes was about to follow, the sparks at his chest suddenly exploded.
Only then did he realize his armor was heavily damaged and could no longer maintain combat status.
"Tony, I hope you hold on until I fix my armor!"
The thrusters behind him had already begun to flicker, and the expelled flames fluttered uncertainly.
Just as he was about to land successfully, the thrusters completely stopped working, and the heavy Iron Patriotsuddenly crashed to the ground.
"Oh, NO!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Iron Patriot rolled continuously on the ground, leaving a long scratch mark behind.
After a long while, the Iron Patriot finally came to a complete stop.
Rhodes took off his helmet, blood staining his temple.
Boom!
With a loud crash, Rhodes turned his head to look.
An Extremis soldier smashed through the wall and was sent flying backward, suddenly exploding in mid-air.
It was not over yet.
From time to time, figures shot out from the collapsed walls, until Killian's figure slammed heavily not far from Rhodes.
"How is this possible!"
Unreconciled, Killian lunged forward once more, his high-temperature-emitting arm slashing at the black armor in front of him.
Boom!
With a muffled thud, the armor remained completely undamaged, and Killian suddenly pulled his arm back, shaking it frantically.
"You take a punch from me too."
Tony suddenly swung his arm, and a small thruster on it instantly burst out with a powerful thrust.
Boom!
Under that single punch, Killian was once again sent rocketing backward.
His body slid continuously across the ground until he collapsed a hundred meters away.
Killian's body scraped across the ground, leaving a long charred mark in its wake.
The remaining Extremis soldiers led by Savin rushed toward Tony.
They surrounded Tony in the middle, looking like magma men as they continuously swung their fists.
Boom, boom, boom, boom—!
The dense barrage of fists struck the anti-superman armorlike raindrops.
Tony didn't make any move, waiting for them to finish a round of attacks.
"Only to this extent?"
Two blue laser swords suddenly extended from the wrists of the anti-superman armor.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The lasers swept across the surroundings with Tony at the center, and neat cutting marks appeared on the bodies of the few remaining Extremis soldiers.
"Ugh ugh—!"
Thud!
Their bodies suddenly crashed to the ground, neatly divided into several sections.
Rumble!
The thrusters roared, and Tony once again flew toward Killian in the distance.
Killian wasn't dead; his body was slowly recovering.
"Still recovering?"
The laser sword gently swept across Killian's arm.
Squelch!
A section of his arm instantly detached from his shoulder.
However, under the powerful recovery capabilities of the Extremis, Killian's arm began to regrow.
Squelch!
Another sword slash!
Before Killian's arm could fully grow back, his other arm was cut off once more.
Enduring the pain, Killian looked at Tony with eyes full of hatred.
"Arrogance and prejudice are the greatest original sins. You won't win every time, Tony Stark!"
This time, Tony didn't wait for Killian to recover again.
Squelch!
Squelch! Squelch!
Before one arm had even grown back, Tony cut off Killian's legs once more.
Grow back!
Cut off!
Grow back again!
Cut off again!
In just a few minutes, the surroundings were already littered with Killian's arms and legs.
"Goodness, if this guy's limbs could be transplanted, I wonder how many disabled patients could be saved."
At this moment, Killian had almost been turned into a human torso, and the recovery speed of the Extremiscompletely failed to keep up with Tony's hand speed.
"Ahhhh—!"
He had almost broken down; he could no longer endure Tony's nearly humiliating injuries.
By this time, he could already feel the energy within his body expanding rapidly.
Looking at Killian whose limbs were still growing on the ground, Rhodes felt a bit envious.
"This Extremis is truly a good thing. Can you give me a dose?"
"No?"
Tony paused his movements and looked at Rhodes in surprise.
"Why not?"
Boom!
A massive explosion rang out, and Rhodes on the ground had already disappeared.
Only a charred humanoid imprint remained in his place.
"See, it'll be like this!"
Rhodes was somewhat disappointed.
"Since it's like this, forget it then!"
He suddenly looked at Tony's black armor.
"Is this the new armor you designed? It's very strong; make me a set too."
Tony shook his head.
"Your size is too small, you can't fit into it!"
Chapter 107: Are there moles in S.H.I.E.L.D.?
"What? You want me to dress like a scavenger to carry out the mission?"
"Fix it up, it can still be used."
"..."
"Wait, the size you just mentioned refers to the suit size, right?"
...
"Tony!"
Pepper breathed a sigh of relief immediately upon seeing Tony return safely.
Tony pulled Pepper into his arms, and the two began to entwine passionately like lovers deeply in love who hadn't seen each other for a long time, ignoring everyone around them.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Tony let go of Pepper and looked in surprise at Faora, who had just landed.
Faora's expression was indifferent as she glanced at Tony, who was wearing the anti-superman armor.
"Tin Can Boy, go find a room if you want to get intimate!"
Tony was somewhat surprised.
"Tin Can Boy? Me?"
Faora still maintained that calm appearance.
"Is anyone else wearing a tin can here?"
Tony couldn't bear it anymore; this woman was simply more arrogant than him.
"Missy, actually I've been annoyed with you for a long time; your arrogant look really begs for a beating."
Pepper quickly pulled Tony's arm.
Faora seemed not to have seen Pepper's action.
"Is that so? You want to fight me?"
The corners of Faora's mouth curled up, completely disregarding the big tin can in front of her.
Tony didn't show weakness either.
"Of course, I guarantee I'll go easy on you, for Kal-El's sake."
Faora's faint smile slowly disappeared.
"You don't need to go easy, because your attacks are weak and powerless!"
Boom!
As soon as she finished speaking, Faora vanished instantly, leaving only a faint, illusory voice in her place.
"To the training ground!"
When Tony descended from the sky, Faora was already waiting in the arena.
"You're too slow!"
Tony hovered in mid-air.
"But strong!"
"Are you ready?"
"Ready... ugh!"
Before he could finish speaking, Tony was instantly shot backward, and the sound of a metallic crash echoed across the training ground.
Bang bang bang bang!
Tony completely lost control of his body, shooting backward continuously in mid-air.
He was like a soccer ball being kicked around, bouncing back and forth across the entire training ground.
Faora's figure rushed around him almost instantly, and any spot could potentially be Faora's attack target.
Her speed was so fast that afterimages appeared, making it almost impossible for Tony to distinguish her true body.
If Faora was a car speeding down the highway, Tony was an old man with broken legs on the road.
Every single one of her attacks was precisely blocked by Tony with his body.
Clang, clang, clang...
Kal-El flew over from a distance and saw Tony Stark being brutally abused by Faora, while Pepper on the side was somewhat anxious.
"Faora, stop, he has already conceded!"
Clang!
With another loud crash, Iron Man finally succeeded in falling from the sky.
He was accurately volleyed by Faora's kick into the sand pit.
"Tony!"
Pepper quickly ran toward Iron Man on the ground.
"I'm fine, come again, I haven't conceded yet!"
Tony stood up wobblingly; he hadn't even made a move yet!
Faora turned her head and glanced at him.
"Tin Can Boy, you're no good, but your tortoise shell is nice!"
Having said that, Faora walked away into the distance without looking back.
Tony retracted his armor mask, and a few drops of nosebleed trickled down his nose.
He looked at Pepper Potts.
"Actually, I was letting her win; I never argue with ladies."
Pepper nodded while smilingly wiping the nosebleed for him.
Kal-El looked at the dents on Tony's armor and somewhat agreed with Faora's statement.
Tony's armor was very durable!
"Nice armor, what's it called?"
Tony: "..."
"It doesn't have a name yet!"
Kal-El didn't dwell on this issue either.
"Is Killian dealt with? How was it handled?"
"I chopped him into pieces!"
Kal-El:???
Seeing Tony's serious expression, Kal-El knew he wasn't lying.
"That guy had it really miserable!"
Several people returned to the main control room of the building, and Tony suddenly casually asked Kal-El a sensitive question.
"Do Kryptonians have any weaknesses?"
Kal-El took the burger handed over by Aiki and turned to look at Tony in surprise.
"Why ask that?"
Tony opened his mouth and ate a big bite.
"Just gossiping, after all, given the strength of you Kryptonians, if there weren't any weaknesses, I'd believe it if you said you could rule the universe."
"Krypton did indeed colonize countless planets."
Faora sat down beside Kal-El, and Arnold closely followed to the round table.
"During Krypton's most glorious period, outposts were established on countless planets in order to colonize planets and develop more energy."
"I should be glad there is no Krypton here, and I don't have to be a slave!"
"..."
With Faora and Arnold nearby, Tony didn't say any more; it seemed he could only ask Kal-El privately.
The anti-superman armor needed to be improved targeting Superman's weaknesses, otherwise he couldn't even beat Faora.
Kal-El had already seen through Tony's little thoughts.
Taking a sip of iced cola, Kal-El said calmly.
"In the future, I will introduce you to two outstanding young people, and they admire you a lot."
"What kind of people? Are they some fans of mine?"
Kal-El smiled slightly.
"Yes, they are not only fanatical fans of Iron Man, but also fans of Stark Industries, dreaming of meeting you."
Tony took the napkin handed by Pepper and wiped his mouth.
"It seems my fame is still greater, with more fans, I hope you won't be jealous!"
"But as a friend, I'll give you face."
"I will give them autographs; if I'm in a good mood that day, I might even take a photo with them."
Kal-El gave Tony a meaningful look.
"I hope you can communicate happily with them then, don't stand on ceremony."
...
S.H.I.E.L.D., Triskelion.
Nick Fury turned around to look at Natasha.
"Didn't find the Mind Scepter?"
Natasha nodded.
"But we found Strucker's corpse in the woods about ten miles away from Hydra in Sokovia."
Steve crossed his arms.
"His car turned into a pile of parts!"
Hawkeye stepped forward and nodded.
"That guy died really miserably, his whole head was twisted off."
Fury quickly raised his hand to stop Hawkeye's description.
"I don't want to know whether he died miserably or not, I only care where the Mind Scepter is."
Looking at their expressions, they didn't know either.
"Are there any suspects?"
Steve and Natasha exchanged glances.
"That day Natasha and I went to the Hydra base, and that less-than-friendly Kryptonian told us they didn't find the Mind Scepter."
"But I noticed that Faora was not there at the time!"
Nick Fury rubbed his chin.
"In other words, Faora from the Justice League has a high probability of having killed Strucker and taken away the Mind Scepter."
"This possibility cannot be excluded, but we cannot confirm it."
"Are there any surveillance cameras or other evidence?"
Hill walked over from the side.
"We communicated with the Sokovia government; there is no surveillance footage in that area at all."
"In order to hide better, Hydra didn't leave surveillance there."
Nick Fury patted his forehead.
"What is Kal-El doing with the Mind Scepter, and why didn't he tell us?"
"Director Fury, we shouldn't jump to conclusions about this matter too early."
Nick Fury waved his hand.
"I will handle it. As long as this thing doesn't fall into the hands of Hydra, the Mind Scepter is safe."
"On the contrary, I am very dissatisfied with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s confidentiality work right now."
"The Mind Scepter was under the protection of our entire S.H.I.E.L.D., yet it could fall into the hands of Hydra in Sokovia. What does this mean?"
Chapter 108 He Is Playing Games!
Nick Fury looked solemnly at the few people.
Deputy Director Hill on the side frowned.
"You mean that there are Hydra agents lurking inside S.H.I.E.L.D.."
Nick Fury rose from his seat.
"There must be Hydra inside S.H.I.E.L.D., we just don't know who they are."
Nick Fury still trusted the few S.H.I.E.L.D. senior agents in front of him.
Could the mole be a lower-level agent then?
"Let's solve this problem first, I will ask Superman about the news of the Mind Scepter."
"Since that's the case, we have other tasks, so we'll leave first!"
Steve Rogers and Natasha along with the others walked out.
Nick Fury pondered for a moment and turned to look at Hill.
"Agent Hill, you will investigate the Hydra inside S.H.I.E.L.D., and you can have Rumlow, the captain of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Strike Team, assist you."
Hill didn't react too much; in her opinion, this was just a simple internal purge.
A few minor Hydra members, as long as S.H.I.E.L.D.wanted to investigate, they would definitely be able to find them out.
"Leave it to me!"
Hill turned and left the office, walked through several long corridors to the operations department, and went straight to find Rumlow, the captain of the Strike Team.
"Deputy Director Hill!"
Brock Rumlow was supervising the team members' training. Hearing the deputy director's arrival, he quickly walked out the door to greet her.
Hill nodded, and the two came to the operations department command room.
"The Mind Scepter was stolen from S.H.I.E.L.D., and Director Fury suspects that there are Hydra members lurking inside S.H.I.E.L.D.."
A strange look suddenly flashed in Rumlow's eyes.
"Is that so?"
Isn't the biggest mole Director Fury? He sat in the high position of director in S.H.I.E.L.D., the person second only to Minister Pierce.
Hill didn't notice Rumlow's weird look.
"I am here this time to investigate the Hydra members inside S.H.I.E.L.D. clearly, and you need to lead your team members to assist."
Brock Rumlow quietly listened to Hill finish before nodding.
"The S.H.I.E.L.D. Strike Team is waiting for orders at any time."
Hill didn't say anything more, and led Rumlow and a team of the Strike Team to officially launch the investigation.
World Security Council Minister's office, Alexander Pierceslowly put down the encrypted phone.
It seems that Nick Fury has already sensed something was wrong, and actually started to purge the Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D..
It seems that Nick Fury must be urged to speed up the process of Project Insight, and those three helicarriers must take off as soon as possible.
As long as all superhuman beings on Earth who pose a threat to Hydra can be eliminated through the helicarriers, Hydra's pace of ruling the world will definitely accelerate again.
Sokovia.
Kal-El, wearing casual clothes, came to an unnamed town.
The destruction caused by the flames of war was faintly visible on the roadside, and the architectural ruins piled up quietly together.
The flames of war seemed to have never stopped burning in this small Eastern European country, and it had therefore become an extremely impoverished country.
Kal-El came to a small house in the suburbs based on the information checked by Aiki.
He reached out and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
Creak!
The door was opened, and a young woman wearing a red jacket opened the door.
"Who are you?"
The woman instinctively became vigilant.
They didn't have any friends. After their parents died, she and her brother depended on each other, and she didn't know anyone!
What's more, in this country that frequently suffered from the flames of war, a stranger coming to the door looked ill-intentioned no matter how one looked at it.
"I am Kal-El."
Pietro suddenly rushed out of the room, as agile as a nimble cat.
The demeanor of Quicksilver was faintly visible.
"We don't know you!"
Pietro protected Wanda behind him.
Kal-El smiled slightly, and didn't care about the two's resistance.
"Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, I have an experimental project I want to cooperate with you on."
Watching the vigilance in the eyes of the two still unabated, Kal-El added another sentence.
"Don't worry, I will give you generous remuneration."
Kal-El looked at the living environment of the two.
"What's more, you seem to need a little help."
Wanda suddenly grabbed Pietro's arm.
"Let's go, this might be our only chance."
Looking at Wanda's serious expression, Pietro also made up his mind.
"We'll go with you, our situation couldn't get any worse anyway."
Kal-El looked at the two with satisfaction.
"You will be glad for your choice, and your destiny will change from this moment on."
Walking out of the door, Pietro locked the door.
"Are there any other valuables in the room?"
Pietro was stunned for a moment.
"Seems like none, just used to locking the door when going out."
Coming to the car by the roadside, Pietro opened the car door and let Wanda sit in the back seat.
Turning around, he came to the passenger seat.
Kal-El was slightly startled, let me drive?
"Can you drive?"
Kal-El looked at Pietro and asked.
"Can't, but I run fast, unfortunately I don't have the opportunity to participate in the Olympic Games."
Kal-El didn't say much more, and immediately started the car to leave the suburbs.
Sokovia City Airport, Kal-El's private plane was ready for takeoff.
Pietro and Wanda got down from the car.
"Is this your private plane?"
Kal-El nodded.
"That's right, a bit small. I originally wanted to build a mobile villa on the plane, but unfortunately it didn't meet aviation standards."
Pietro turned around and leaned into Wanda's ear.
"Another hateful capitalist!"
The plane rose into the sky, and Wanda slowly pulled open the curtain.
Goodbye! Sokovia!
Stark Industries, Tony looked suspiciously at the Eastern doctor in front of him.
"He is saying that a set of silver needles can help me take out the shrapnel outside my heart?"
He smiled and looked at Pepper on the side.
Pepper Potts nodded seriously.
"Dr. Wu's medical skills are very superb, and he enjoys a high reputation in the East."
Dr. Wu didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction.
"If Mr. Stark does not believe in my medical skills, you can invite someone else with better skills."
He turned to leave, and Pepper Potts immediately stepped forward.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Wu, I apologize to you for Tony's rudeness."
Seeing Pepper recommending so strongly, Tony had no choice but to choose to believe.
"All right, Dr. Wu, I apologize to you. I heard that traditional Chinese medicine is very magical, and now I can finally try it."
He muttered softly again.
"I hope I won't kick the bucket!"
"When is the surgery?"
"A day later, I need to prepare some things!"
Pepper smiled and sent Dr. Wu out, turned around and looked at Tony Stark with dissatisfaction.
"Tony, Dr. Wu was invited by us, you should maintain respect."
"Actually, the rude bastard just now wasn't Tony Stark, it was my second personality."
Tony instinctively quibbled.
Pepper expressionlessly pointed at Tony.
"Then don't let him out again."
One month later.
S.H.I.E.L.D., Triskelion.
Hill looked at the list in her hand with annoyance.
After these days of secret investigation, Hill was surprised to find that she didn't get any useful information at all.
It seems that this Hydra is hidden very deeply.
Rumlow was also watching S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal surveillance over and over again in the small office of the investigation team.
Suddenly, he found something wrong.
Zoom in, zoom in again!
The computer screen in front of an employee was not filled with various documents, but clear game screens!
He is playing games!
Rumlow smiled slightly.
Fortunately, this is not a Hydra member!
Hydra members are all working seriously.
How can a group of slacking employees in S.H.I.E.L.D. fight against Hydra?
Chapter 109 Super Power Awakening
After relentless efforts by Rumlow, he finally submitted a list of personnel suspected of being "traitors" to Hill.
Hill took the list and glanced in surprise at Rumlowstanding before her.
She hadn't even found a trace of a clue, yet this strike team captain had managed to find so many?
"Are all these people Hydra?"
Rumlow crossed his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest.
"Yes, they are suspected!"
"What's the reason? I don't see any evidence!"
"They play video games during work hours and might leak secrets through some special communication method in the game."
These employees who played games were S.H.I.E.L.D.personnel; if a few could be dismissed, it would make room for Hydra members.
Anyway, he wouldn't suffer any losses.
Hill nodded.
"I'll have the tech department investigate these people."
Rumlow nodded and was about to step out the door when Deputy Director Hill's voice sounded again.
"Captain Rumlow, our mission is to purge Hydra, not to catch employees goofing off."
Rumlow didn't say anything more.
"I understand!"
Meanwhile, in a building not far from S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Furywas talking with World Security Council Minister Pierce.
The two stood in the office, looking down through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
"I heard you've been busy purging Hydra within S.H.I.E.L.D.recently?"
Nick Fury nodded.
"After all, the Mind Scepter fell into Hydra's hands despite our tight protection; there must be Hydra members inside S.H.I.E.L.D."
Pierce nodded.
"You did the right thing there, but we cannot let a mere few Hydra members affect S.H.I.E.L.D.'s plans."
Nick Fury turned his head.
"I have indeed been distracted by these matters lately."
"Hydra must be investigated, but Project Insight cannot stop, and the helicarriers must take to the skies as soon as possible. This is a strong demand from the World Security Council."
Nick Fury also knew the importance of this project.
"I will advance Project Insight as soon as possible and ensure that the three helicarriers complete their ascent in the shortest possible time."
Pierce smiled and patted Nick Fury on the shoulder.
"You are always so efficient, much better than those politicians sitting in parliament arguing with taxpayers' money."
"That's why I recommended you to be the S.H.I.E.L.D.director."
"I have to thank you for your discerning eye!"
Nick Fury made a joke and slowly walked out of the office.
Returning to S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury headed straight to the helicarrier construction base.
Upon seeing Nick Fury arrive, the base director hurried over.
"Director Fury!"
Nick Fury glanced at the huge helicarrier before him.
"When can these helicarriers complete their ascent?"
"All tests are complete. As soon as the final preparations are done, they can officially take off."
Nick Fury looked at the young director with satisfaction.
"Your efficiency is quite good!"
"Thank you, sir!"
How could they not work hard? They of Hydra had been waiting for this day all along.
Director, I'm sorry, Hydra offered too much!
Nick Fury was completely unaware of this; at this moment, he had already begun to fantasize about the scene after these super weapons took to the skies.
Humanity would no longer be powerless when facing those powerful invaders.
Likewise, these three helicarriers could also form a powerful deterrent against the superpowered beings on Earth.
"Superman, I really want to see your reaction."
Northern New York Justice League base.
After recuperating at the base these past few days, Wandaand Pietro looked significantly better.
They found Kal-El, who was studying the Mind Scepter.
"You said you had an experimental project, and then we followed you to this fancy-looking, upscale base."
"But you haven't come to see us all these days, and I have to suspect you have ulterior motives."
Pietro talked endlessly in a flurry, and when he finished, he stared quietly at Kal-El, waiting for his reaction.
Kal-El turned around and looked at the two seriously.
"This experiment requires you to adjust your bodies to the best condition, which will be good for you."
"And this makes me seem all the more warm-hearted, doesn't it? Just like a popular Santa Claus."
"Is it human experimentation?"
Pietro frowned.
"It shouldn't count as that, I just want you to do a superpowered being awakening experiment."
"Trust me, it will grant you powerful superpowers."
"That sounds unbelievable! Were your superpowers awakened this way too?"
Kal-El shook his head.
"My abilities are innate. I am different from you; you have the potential to become superpowered beings."
Wanda stared at Kal-El's handsome face, a somewhat wicked smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"I didn't expect the righteous Superman to do this kind of evil human experimentation."
Kal-El paused slightly and turned his head to look at Wanda.
"To be frank, I simply sympathize with your plight."
"Actually, I had no need whatsoever to conduct this experiment, but I did it anyway."
Kal-El stared at Wanda.
"Because I can guarantee that nothing will go wrong for you because of this experiment, and you can awaken the superpowers hidden within your bodies."
"It just so happens that my Justice League is also short on people. It's as simple as that."
"We don't need sympathy, but we want to thank you for giving us the ability to take revenge."
At this moment, Pietro couldn't get a word in at all; Wandainstead seemed like an older sister.
Kal-El crossed his arms and sat down on the sofa.
"I know your experiences; I can understand your sorrow and hatred, but I think you should carefully consider who your real enemy is!"
"Isn't it a bit one-sided to determine your enemy based on a single missile?"
Wanda shook her head slightly.
"But they are also executioners."
Kal-El didn't try to persuade them further.
"I just want you to be more rational."
"You are still children; do not be consumed by hatred."
"I'll only say this much, just some advice."
Kal-El got up and left, leaving Pietro looking like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What Superman said seems to make some sense."
Wanda shot him a sharp glare, and Pietro immediately shut his mouth.
"No matter what, Stark Industries bears responsibility, even though they were only the executioners."
Kal-El didn't make Wanda and Pietro wait too long; the next day, he brought them to a specially crafted safe house.
"This is the Mind Scepter. Inside is a Mind Stone; it can stimulate the potential hidden deep within your bodies."
Kal-El handed the Mind Scepter to Wanda.
"You need to communicate with the Mind Stone with your heart; it will bring you what you desire."
Wanda took the scepter, her fingers trembling slightly as if sensing the magic of the stone.
Kal-El stepped out of the room and observed from in front of the transparent wall outside the safe house to prevent any accidents from happening.
Wanda and Pietro exchanged glances and simultaneously reached out to grab the Mind Scepter.
"Boom!"
A layer of invisible energy instantly spread from the stone, as if responding to the two.
That experience deep in their memories replayed once more, as if looping over and over again.
Wanda's face was full of pain as she once again saw a missile from Stark Industries flying toward them deep in her memory.
She reached out both hands to try and stop it, but the missile still struck the apartment building.
"Bang!"
With a massive explosion, her parents' corpses appeared before her eyes once more.
Perhaps due to the deep-seated hatred, or perhaps because Wanda's desire to rewrite the ending was too strong.
A layer of red magical energy suddenly appeared within her body, and this power continuously expanded inside her.
"Ah!"
Chapter 110: Astonishing Secret
Bang!
Energy suddenly exploded, and the red magical power was instantly triggered.
The aftermath bursting throughout the safe house lifted Pietro's body up.
Wanda's lips curled up as she looked at the magic energy dancing on her fingertips, no longer able to hold back her excitement.
She finally had the power to avenge her parents.
She quickly turned around, wanting to tell her brother Pietro.
But she suddenly found that Pietro was lying on the ground with a painful expression.
His body trembled incessantly, shaking violently.
"No!"
Wanda suddenly raised her hand, and the red Chaos Magicspread out.
She had already lost her parents and didn't want to lose her only brother.
Whether it was because her prayers worked, Pietro finally calmed down.
He opened his eyes and walked toward Wanda.
Boom!
Like a swift wind, Pietro's body vanished instantly.
A hurricane seemed to have whipped up inside the entire safe house.
"Pietro!"
Boom!
Pietro stopped his body, took a gentle step, and his body once again uncontrollably surged straight forward.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Pietro's body plastered tightly against the wall.
"I don't seem to be able to control my body!"
Boom!
Bang!
Seeing Pietro darting around inside like a rubber ball, Kal-El shook his head.
"Open the door!"
Arnold on the side nodded.
As soon as the door was opened, Pietro rushed straight toward Arnold.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the hurricane dissipated, and Arnold had already pinned Pietro's shoulders.
"Kid, don't move around!"
Faora opened another enclosed safe house.
Pietro looked at Kal-El in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"When you learn to control your superpowers, you can come out."
Kal-El shoved Pietro straight inside.
Pietro could toss and turn all he wanted in this safe house.
Pietro stared blankly at Kal-El from inside.
"You're practically like a stern patriarch."
...
In the nearby safe house, Wanda was fiddling with the magical energy on her fingertips, and the smile on the corners of her mouth remained evil.
"Familiarize yourselves with your abilities carefully, and I will let you out soon."
"Aiki, before they come out, you will be responsible for delivering meals to them."
Aiki, who had been staring blankly at the safe house, hurriedly nodded.
"Alright, but Mr. Superman, do you think I can awaken superpowers?"
Kal-El turned to look at Aiki.
"Your brain is your superpower; it holds the most precious knowledge."
"..."
Aiki pouted.
Mr. Superman is really something else, if it's a no, just say it!
Is a high-EQ response easier for people to accept?
...
Just as he walked out of the experimental area, Tony's call came in.
"Kal-El, I am extremely excited right now, you absolutely have no idea why I'm happy."
Kal-El thought for a moment.
"Did you take the shrapnel out of your heart?"
"Oh god, tell me where the monitor you installed is?"
"Is it a pinhole camera, or did you hack into my system."
"Jarvis, scan the entire Stark Industries..."
"Alright, Tony, cut to the chase."
"I had surgery to remove the shrapnel a month ago, and now I've fully recovered, no longer needing the Ark Reactor to sustain my life."
Kal-El smiled slightly.
"Congratulations, Tony."
Kal-El could feel Tony's joy.
"I need someone to share my joy."
"Or I'll come over to find you!"
"No need, I'll come right over!"
Better not let him come over yet; Kal-El was afraid that Wanda and Pietro, who had just acquired superpowers, wouldn't be able to control themselves and might actually kill him.
Tony Stark really is a handful.
——
"A millennium's wait～"
"Wait for once ah ah～"
...
Kal-El looked at the group of women below, constantly twisting and turning to the rhythm of the music.
It truly looked dazzling, with various charms competing in beauty.
"Is this what you call a celebration?"
Kal-El looked at Tony beside him.
Tony raised his glass, gesturing to the women downstairs.
"Of course, I haven't thrown a party in a long time!"
He slightly twisted his body while clinking glasses with Kal-El.
"Does Pepper Potts know?"
Tony stopped his movement.
"Why ask that? These are all prepared for you. You can choose a beautiful young lady to take back, or even more."
"It depends on your charm!"
Kal-El smiled helplessly.
It was clear that Tony was very happy tonight, completely letting loose.
"Look, someone is winking at us."
Tony patted Kal-El's shoulder.
Kal-El looked down, and Natasha walked in from outside, looking at the two people on the second floor.
Today, Natasha was wearing a low-cut long dress, dressed up formally.
With a calm expression, she walked through the dance floor below and came straight to the second floor.
"Oh, it's Agent Romanoff, dressed so alluringly?"
Natasha smiled slightly.
"Agents need rest too, not welcome?"
"Of course welcome, but I hope you don't talk about official business, today I just want to indulge."
"Agents don't like to fill their lives with work either."
Natasha replied, turned around and looked at Kal-El.
"Kal-El, you seem a bit busy lately."
Natasha implied something.
"Of course, I have a bunch of things..."
Until two in the morning, Tony was completely drunk, and Kal-El and Natasha sent him into Pepper's car.
Natasha hadn't left yet.
"Anything else? Agent Romanoff?"
"Is the Mind Scepter with you?"
Kal-El did not deny it.
"Just borrowing it; in S.H.I.E.L.D., it would only fall into the hands of Hydra."
Natasha tossed her hair.
"We are prepared and won't give them a chance again."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. is almost infiltrated by Hydra, you can't protect it."
"How do you know?"
"The Justice League has a computer genius, she discovered them while browsing the S.H.I.E.L.D. database."
"She hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
Natasha suddenly realized, it seemed to have happened once before.
Nick Fury had investigated for a long time and found nothing.
"This is just a piece of cake for her."
Without waiting for Natasha to digest the news, Kal-Eldropped another blockbuster.
"Alexander Pierce, the minister of the World Security Council, is also Hydra, how are you going to protect him?"
"What?"
Natasha looked intently at Kal-El, making sure Kal-Elwasn't joking.
This person was the previous S.H.I.E.L.D. director, a high-ranking official of S.H.I.E.L.D.
And the link between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the World Security Council.
Natasha also knew the severity of the matter and gave Kal-El a grateful look.
"Thank you, I will report to Director Fury."
"This is just my friendly reminder."
Kal-El turned and got into the car, disappearing into the late-night streets amidst the roar of the engine.
Natasha withdrew her gaze and walked toward the Chevrolet Corvette on the side.
Just as she was about to get in the car, she suddenly stopped and looked at her attire outside the car window.
"Not pretty?"
"Very pretty!"
A strange man's voice came from behind.
Turning to look, it was a drunkard.
Natasha didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but unexpectedly the drunkard's greasy hands already reached out.
"New York's nights never disappoint."
She suddenly delivered a spinning roundhouse kick.
Bang!
The drunkard's heavy body was instantly kicked several meters away, crashing heavily onto the hard pavement.
...
The next day, S.H.I.E.L.D. Triskelion Headquarters.
Natasha walked straight into the director's office.
"You said you would handle the news of the Mind Scepterpersonally, why did you still send me."
Nick Fury turned around in his chair.
"A beautiful woman makes it easier for people to let down their guard, rather than this one-eyed baldy like me."