Bang! Tony Stark, clad in his gold and red Mark III Armor, was sent flying by Obadiah's Iron Monger with a single punch, smashing through the opposite wall.
Tony picked himself up from the ground and angrily asked the approaching Iron Monger, "Obadiah, why?"
"Why? Because Stark Industries is mine, not yours. You have no idea how much I've sacrificed for Stark Industries."
Obadiah yelled as he raised the machine gun on his right hand, aiming at Tony. The next second, accompanied by intense gunfire, countless bullets rained down on Iron Man.
Iron Man hastily dodged. Obadiah swept the machine gun in a wide arc. Iron Man's feet emitted flames, propelling him towards Iron Monger. Then, he raised his right hand and blasted Iron Monger with an Arc Reactor Pulse.
Iron Monger sidestepped the attack, then grabbed Iron Man and slammed him hard onto the ground, which shattered with a loud bang.
That wasn't the end. Iron Monger lifted his left foot and stomped towards Iron Man. Iron Man rolled to avoid Iron Monger's massive foot. Then, he fired a pulse blast from his chest, hitting Iron Monger, who was sent flying backward and crushed a car.
Iron Monger was furious. He got up, grabbed a moving car, and threw it at Iron Man. Iron Man quickly held up the car with both hands to ensure the people inside were safe.
The people in the car were terrified and stomped on the gas pedal. Poor Iron Man had just put the car down when he was dragged underneath it, looking extremely disheveled.
Iron Monger, not one to let an advantage slip, charged over with a rumble. Iron Man was furious. He got up and fiercely met him head-on.
While Iron Monger battled Iron Man, over a dozen black and white Armors engaged in a fierce fight with the army. Countless bullets rained down on the black and white Armors, including large-caliber vehicle-mounted machine guns and helicopter Gatlings.
The black and white Armors flew into the sky to dodge the bullets. Then, they retaliated without hesitation. A tracking missile, produced by Stark Industries, streaked towards an armed helicopter with a smoky tail.
Although the armed helicopter tried its best to evade, it was still hit in the tail rotor by the missile. The helicopter spun violently as it fell, eventually crashing into a building with a loud explosion. A large amount of black smoke and flames shot into the sky, and countless pieces of glass shattered.
Many people in the building died on the spot, and some were trapped in the burning floors.
The pilots of the black and white Armors laughed heartily and fired missiles at the armored vehicles below. Boom, boom, boom! The armored vehicles exploded one after another. The soldiers and Agents suffered heavy losses and quickly fled the inferno.
"These damned guys," Coulson cursed, picked up a rocket launcher, and fired it at a black and white Armor. Boom! The projectile hit a black and white Armor and exploded. The black and white Armor immediately fell from the sky, its chest armor completely deformed, lying motionless on the ground.
"They're not invincible after all," Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. The material of the black and white Armors had a significant difference compared to the Mark III and Iron Monger. Simply put, a black and white Armor only cost twenty to thirty million dollars, while a Mark Armor cost hundreds of millions, or even billions, of dollars.
"Kill them!" Seeing their companion shot down, the remaining black and white Armors were enraged. They raised the Gatling machine guns on their left hands and fired wildly at the ground below. The Agents and soldiers couldn't resist and fled into the surrounding buildings.
The black and white Armors directly pursued them into the buildings. This time, the citizens in the buildings suffered. People were constantly affected by the battle, letting out shrill screams, and some buildings even burst into raging flames.
Although these soldiers and Agents didn't intend it, there was no doubt that the citizens were harmed by them.
"Although the situation isn't what I expected, for me, this seems like a good thing?" Andrew raised an eyebrow, preparing to officially start work. At the same time, he instructed the security guards downstairs to close the Rebirth Building's main entrance. The Rebirth Building wasn't too close to Stark Tower, so it shouldn't be affected.
On the highway, a bus full of passengers was overturned by Iron Monger. The people inside screamed in panic. Tony wanted to go save them but was blasted away by Iron Monger's punch.
Tony tried to lure Iron Monger into the sky, but Iron Monger didn't fall for it. He raised his hand and fired wildly at the bus. Tony had no choice but to come down and fight him head-on, or rather, get beaten.
Many people in the bus were injured. They screamed incessantly, constantly yelling for help, but no one came to save them.
Just as everyone was in despair, their vision blurred, and they all appeared on a floating island, surrounded by blue skies and white clouds, completely different from reality.
Everyone was stunned. They looked around and found that besides themselves, there were many other people on the island—these people generally looked very bad, some covered in blood, some charred black.
Only those filled with fear and despair would be pulled into this illusion, totaling about seven hundred people—people from office buildings, injured people on the highway, severely wounded soldiers and Agents, and so on.
Just then, the sky suddenly lit up with dazzling light. Everyone instinctively looked up, but only saw a brilliant human-shaped flame. Then, they all screamed, their eyes stinging, and tears streaming down.
One cannot look directly at a god—an effect deliberately created by someone.
"You are here because you are about to die," Andrew clapped his hands, and everyone's eyes returned to normal. Then, he said in a majestic and sacred voice, "If you wish to live, sign a contract with me and give me your soul after death."
Everyone was stunned. Some wanted to speak but found themselves unable to. At this moment, a contract appeared before each of them: "This is the content of the contract. You have two minutes to decide whether to sign.
Whether you sign or not, once you leave here, you will lose this memory."
Everyone was even more astonished, looking at the contract before them. Most people hesitated, but some immediately chose to sign after reading the contract's content.
The reason was simple: they were about to die, and now that they saw a lifeline, they naturally had to grasp it tightly, as their souls would only be taken after death.
Some people were influenced and also chose to sign. However, many refused. Some didn't trust the suddenly appearing Andrew, others believed they could be saved, and some were devout believers.
"My soul belongs only to God. If I die, it is God calling me," a middle-aged man silently recited. Andrew waved his hand, sending him away. Then, he said, "Those who wish to leave can do so at any time. Remember, you only get one chance."
A portion of the people chose to leave. The rest looked conflicted and hesitant. As time passed, more and more people signed the contract. By the time the period ended, about three hundred people had pressed their handprints on the contract.
"The harvest is decent. Next time, I can try to find some sales personnel; the effect should be better. As for me, posing in the sky is enough."
Andrew nodded in satisfaction. At this moment, a force from Rebirth Hell entered his body. This was the reward from Hell.
"As long as a soul contract is signed, and ownership is clear, my strength can increase. This should be what Ancient One meant by 'duty'."
Andrew mused, what is the duty of Hell? It is to provide a resting place for souls.
Andrew waved his hand, and everyone was sent out of the illusion. Then, he ordered Howard, Teslak, and Feng Mo, "Start saving people."