American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 166 I am Iron Man!
"Whoosh!!!"

The next second, as Iron Man sprinted at full speed, the reactor on his back suddenly sprouted six wings.

Rather than wings, they resembled the blades of a fan. As energy was injected, intense light burst forth!

Then, the six energies merged into one, transforming into a powerful beam of light that shot straight towards the Chitauri mothership's control center!
“BOOM!!!!”

The light ignited the stars, and the galaxy burned with brilliance. Stark, who had entered the Crimson Lotus state, possessed extraordinary strength. Even a light blow could destroy a large city.

Moreover, he also studied the energy ratio between Carrot and Piccolo, making their power devastating and unstoppable.

Amidst the stars, a beam of red light pierced through everything in its path, tearing apart everything that stood in its way!
"Boom!!"

The explosions were deafening, one after another like dominoes. When the vast mothership was set ablaze by the explosions, even the starry sky before them was illuminated.

Suddenly, all the soldiers and machinery stopped operating, and the invading army that had been keeping everyone busy collapsed in an instant.

On Earth, on streets filled with abandoned vehicles, Steve wearily adjusted his breathing, his eyes constantly watching the fallen figures, not daring to be careless.

As a veteran, he naturally wouldn't let his guard down on the battlefield, but the current situation was clearly the work of his friend's son who had gone into space. He sighed and said:
"That megalomaniac actually succeeded. Now he's going to call me an outdated old fogey again."

Steve could already picture Stark confronting him, and for a moment, his head began to throb.

Thor was pressing Loki down with Mjolnir when his gaze lingered on Diana, who had come to his aid. He scrutinized her for a long time before finally speaking:
"Come visit Asgard sometime, you'll definitely be very welcome."

Diana glanced at him upon hearing this, a slight smile playing on her lips. Of course, she knew what the people there were like.

To be honest, Diana had absolutely no interest in Asgard and could only shake her head, politely declining:

"Let's forget about it, but you could come to Earth a few more times."

"Honestly, your strength is beyond my expectations. Perhaps only Carrot can fight you."

Thor frowned in confusion: "You guys keep talking about this Carrot, who exactly is he?"

"If he's so strong, why doesn't he appear on the battlefield?"

Diana looked up at the sky and said, "He went to keep the more dangerous guys out of Earth, guys who could turn this planet to ashes with a flick of their fingers."

Saul paused for a moment, trusting that Diana wouldn't lie to him, and silently memorized the name.

When did such a figure emerge in the Nine Realms?
Could this Carrot El be the one who threw Thor's hammer back?
Loki watched them without saying a word, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the Lasso of Truth in Diana's hand. He didn't dare to interrupt and quietly accepted his fate of being captured.

On the rooftop of a building, the battle, now settled, allowed Hawkeye to begin reeling in his arrows. Suddenly, sparks that pierced the air transformed into a halo behind him.

Clinton turned around and saw Natasha walk out with her long red hair flowing down her shoulders, stretching her wrists and exclaiming:
"Compared to frontal assault, I'm definitely better suited for this job."

Hearing Natasha say this, her old friend, who knew her style very well, shrugged with a smile. It seemed that the people on the Co-Government Dawn side were in big trouble.
"Has everything been agreed upon over there?"

Hawkeye noticed that there seemed to be some red bloodstains between Natasha's fingers that hadn't been wiped clean.

It's easy to imagine how she negotiated with the old guys in the Republican Party to stop the nuclear bombing of New York.

Superman's existence not only puts him at risk of becoming a Homelander, but it also gradually emboldens all his followers to act with unbridled recklessness. In the past, which power would dare to act so recklessly?

"Of course, I'm very persuasive."

Natasha tossed her hair and helped Hawkeye gather his equipment.

The battle is far from over. After a brief chat, they will turn around and head to the next battlefield.

"In addition, I also took the opportunity to discuss the division of spoils of war, bidding projects for post-war restoration, aid funds, and so on."

"Leave 20% of the alien technology for the Dawn of Common Governance to use as public relations expenses, and move the rest away. Tell Stark and Bruce to prepare; they're in for a lot of work."

Upon hearing this, Hawkeye slapped himself on the forehead, on the verge of tears.

"Honestly, I've noticed you're starting to go astray with El!"

Natasha rolled her eyes at him, then stretched comfortably. Heaven knows how comfortable her life was right now.
"Sorry, I learned this from my current magic teacher. That guy Carrot usually just steals directly."

Hawkeye stared wide-eyed, utterly dejected: "Is there a difference? Aren't they both robbery?"

"Of course there are. Robbing is a barbaric act of primitive people, while negotiation is a bargaining chip for civilized people to fight for more benefits."

Hawkeye: "."

Just then, Batman's voice suddenly came through everyone's radio:

"Something's wrong! Help! Stark hasn't come back!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the group, who had been relaxing, suddenly tensed up and all looked toward the entrance of the wormhole.

Having gained control of the controller, they now have complete control over the Cosmic Cube's operation, but even though reinforcements have stopped being sent, Stark's forces still show no signs of returning.

At this moment, Stark's face was terrifyingly grim. Amidst the explosions of the boundless sea of ​​fire, a huge silver axe swiftly severed his six wings.

A figure clad entirely in silver-white barbed chainmail stood atop the wrecked starship, looking down at him, and asked:

"Soldier, state your name?"

Stark sneered. Judging from his clothes and equipment, this guy was definitely not a Chitauri!
This invasion of Earth came suddenly, and Tony naturally shared Batman's view that it was definitely an organized and premeditated plan to wear down the enemy.

Faced with the appearance of the mastermind behind the scenes, Stark did not back down and met his gaze head-on. Although his expression was not visible through the mask of his armor, Steppenwolf could still read a contemptuous attitude in his actions.

"I am not a warrior, Tauren."

Iron Man slowly raised his hand cannon, making a classic Iron Man pose, and said with a sharp look in his eyes:

"I am Iron Man!"

(End of this chapter)