The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

The two were surrounded by countless aircraft as they flew together toward the town.

The sight of two superheroes teaming up to fight crime is something that, aside from the occasional thing the Vought International did, is rarely seen by contemporary American residents.

It was just as popular as the American Super Bowl.

Within just a few minutes, a large group of people had gathered in front of the television.

And with their encouragement of friends and family, the viewership of the several television stations broadcasting the show skyrocketed.

Boom!

As soon as Leon and his companion arrived in the town, they witnessed the Warriors Three of Asgard being swatted away like flies by the Destroyer armor.

The three warriors of Asgard were thrown hundreds of meters away and crashed heavily into a small car, whose alarms went off incessantly.

"Sigh~"

Tony, feeling a pang of sympathy, instinctively clutched his waist. "Tell me," he said, "those guys dressed like they're for Christmas Eve can't be human, right? Otherwise, they're doomed."

“No, they belong to the gods, although this god is a bit weak,” Leon said.

"Oh~ what is this!"

The moment Tony noticed the Destroyer armor, he was instantly captivated, like an old lecherous man seeing a naked beauty in front of him.

Look at the streamlined lines of this armor! Look at the dazzling metallic sheen! Look at the endless variations!

Oh~ she's a thousand times more beautiful than Miss Universe!

Tony was momentarily mesmerized, his eyes burning with passion and his mind filled with countless questions.

For example: This armor is hollow, so who is controlling it?

Where does its energy come from?

It's somewhat like the nanostructure he envisioned, but it also doesn't seem to be.

What material is this armor made of?

Why can it emit plasma rays without any trace of technology?

The Destroyer armor was as tempting to Tony as offering ten million dollars to a beggar.

"Invincible Young Hero, don't make a move! I want to fight it myself!"

Tony ignored even his favorite live stream and accelerated with a breakthrough, driving the Mark 42 armor straight towards the Destroyer armor.

"Hey, can you talk?"

"Who made you?"

"Can we talk?"

"Useless, looks like he's mute."

Looking at the incessantly chattering Tony, Loki, who was secretly controlling the Destroyer armor, frowned and said with disgust, "Bug!"

Foolish and lowly mortals, with lifespans as short as pigs, dare to peek at the great power of Odin.

The Destroyer armor suddenly tilted its head, revealing its faceplate and illuminating the area with fire.

"Refusing to communicate? That's okay."

"It seems I have no choice but to deal with you first."

The instant the plasma beam was launched, Tony changed direction in mid-air, dodging the Destroyer Armor's breath while continuously firing lasers from his wrists at the Destroyer Armor.

These laser beams, capable of easily cutting through steel, left not even a white mark on the Destroyer armor.

Leon was already thinking about how to make Tony less upset when he was defeated by the Destroyer.

The Destroyer Armor is entirely crafted from Urugin, and it's even enchanted Urugin.

As one of the three metals in Marvel, Iron Man's current Mark 42 armor is so powerful that even if he were to die from exhaustion, it would be impossible for it to be destroyed.

This is still a weakened version of the Destroyer armor.

This thing is highly bound to Odin's divine power. Now that Odin is in Odin's Sleep and is being controlled by Loki, he's lucky if he has only one-tenth of his attack and defense power left.

Even so, Thor couldn't destroy the Destroyer armor with his hammer.

In the original story, the high-temperature beam emitted by the armor was forcibly reversed and pushed back into the helmet by divine power. The energy core inside the armor was instantly overloaded, the magic circuit collapsed, and an implosion occurred, disintegrating the armor structure from the inside, rather than simply smashing the metal with external force.

Even if Thor smashed it for three days, he might not be able to break it.

"Try this trick!"

Tony noticed that laser cutting couldn't cause any damage, so he prepared to use the Mark 42's most powerful weapon—the chest cannon!

Using heavy artillery requires a large amount of energy from the reactor, which Tony is unwilling to use unless absolutely necessary.

Its power is enough to destroy Pakistan's super-strong titanium alloy robotic arm.

Buzz~ Whoosh!

A massive cannon shot through the sky, its golden energy striking the Destroyer squarely in the chest, only causing the Destroyer's armor to stagger back a step.

"what?!"

The beams from the Destroyer armor are charged over a long period of time before being released.

This time, a very short burst of destructive beam was suddenly emitted.

The attack struck Tony squarely, sending him flying and crashing into a distant building before he wobbled and swayed as he flew into the air.

However, before it had flown halfway, it crashed again due to a malfunction in its armor, falling to its death.

[Sir, your armor is over 65% damaged, and the thrusters are completely destroyed.]

We've detected three broken ribs. Should we call an ambulance for you?

"Ahem... Shut up, Jarvis."

"Won't the whole footage of me being thrown out be broadcast live?"

Tony cares more about this than the injury.

Yes, sir, it was all broadcast live.

Chapter 60 Walter's Ambition

Jarvis's answer left Tony in despair; his image, oh his!

Everything was ruined by this damned lump of iron.

Are you alright, Midgard?

Thor, panting, ran over with Jane Foster and helped Tony up from the ground, saying, "Although you are weak and clumsy, thank you for your help."

Thor truly believed that he was genuinely grateful to this weak race.

It is so weak, yet it can unleash such power.

But when Tony heard this, he immediately exploded, "Get lost, you buddy with the hammer, I'm not here to help you."

They actually said he was weak and clumsy.

This guy is even less likable than that kid Leon!

"Hey, hey, hey~ Don't get angry, I don't mean any harm."

Thor, bewildered as to why Tony was so angry, raised his hands in confusion. He was clearly praising Tony, wasn't he?

Leon, who was in mid-air, was relieved to see that Tony was alright. The Destroyer armor controlled by Loki was only tough and could not kill Tony instantly.

He just didn't expect that Thor and Tony's first meeting would be filled with the arrogance of the gods and the pettiness of humans.

The television station broadcast live the entire scene of Tony being blasted into a plane by a beam of light from the Destroyer.

Countless viewers sitting in front of their televisions stood up from their seats.

"The invincible Iron Man actually lost!"

"No, this isn't real!"

"Who is that giant guy who shoots lasers? Even Iron Man can't save us!"

"We're doomed. Even Iron Man couldn't stop this monster. Who on Earth can stop him?"

"Is the world going to be destroyed?!"

Countless innocent children couldn't bear the sight of their favorite superheroes being beaten half to death and burst into tears.

The bigwigs were frantically trying to figure out what the Destroyer armor was all about, frantically calling a certain bald guy at S.H.I.E.L.D.

As the group that understands traffic, creates momentum, and pays the most attention to the market, Wotech Group is a leader in this field.

The news was immediately reported by the people below the moment the two invincible young heroes started broadcasting.

On the big screen right now, the live stream is scrolling.

Madeline seized the opportunity perfectly, exclaiming with fervor, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance!"

"Iron Man has been defeated. As long as we defeat this monster by stepping over Iron Man's corpse, the market value of our Vought Corporation will definitely reach a new level."

"Imagine it—greater popularity, more fans, and...greater power!"

Madeleine gave a passionate speech on stage, while the audience below, apart from the Chinese people, seemed to be immersed in the fantasy of her paintings and were on the verge of climax.

The rest of the Super Seven remained unmoved.

Ordinary supervillains are one thing, but what about that monster?

Haha, they can't even beat Iron Man, so they know their own strength.

"Locomotive".

Madeline suddenly called out, "You're the fastest, you get there first and hold off this monster."

The locomotive's expression changed, and he suddenly clutched his stomach and slumped onto the table. "Sorry, I think I've eaten something bad. I don't think I can participate in this operation."

Madeline's face darkened, but she didn't want to argue with the locomotive at this moment, so she turned to Deep Sea and said, "Deep Sea, you go."

Deep Sea, who was fantasizing about whether to go radish-picking with Dolphin Sister or play the "stormy sucking" game with Octopus Sister tonight, heard someone calling her.

He pointed at himself with a bewildered expression.

"I'm the destroyer?"

At this moment, Shenhai's expression resembled that of a naive and innocent college student, not at all like that of a seasoned driver feeding caviar to Xingguang.

"I suddenly remembered that I have an ocean conservation event today, so I need to leave for a bit."

Shen Hai tightened his green, sexy bodysuit and suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Stop right there!"

As soon as the sound of the patriot gritting his teeth came out, everyone present dared not move, even Madeline secretly observed the patriot.

The woman, who had been on the verge of climax, stood up from her seat, tossed her cloak aside, and grabbed Shen Hai's shoulders, pressing him back down.

"Gudong~"

"Gudong~"

Deep Sea and Locomotive didn't dare to move, secretly swallowing their saliva.

The Chinese man gripped the two men's shoulders, leaned down to whisper in their ears, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Cowardly, weak, and incompetent! Sometimes I really regret agreeing to let you join the Super Seven. I should have crushed you!"

"To be a member of the Vought Seven alongside you is an utter disgrace to me!"

Cold sweat streamed down their faces.

Just as Deep Sea and Locomotive felt they were trapped in hell, though they might be killed.

The Chinese man suddenly let go of her hand, straightened up, clapped his hands, and laughed, "Haha~ It was just a joke, everyone, don't take it to heart."

"We're family, the best of friends, aren't we?"

Upon hearing this, the two from Shenhai breathed a sigh of relief and quickly forced a smile to please their ancestor.

The experience had made their hearts pound, as if they were about to leap out of their throats. Those few seconds felt like centuries had passed, and they were almost completely exhausted.

The other members of the Vought Seven also wore forced smiles.

"So...you guys will definitely cooperate and help me defeat this monster on a live broadcast across America, right?"