Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"But now..." Barton looked down at the young people below, covered in tubes and undergoing inhumane experiments, "...Hydra took over the list, and they captured these talented kids and used them as guinea pigs."

"That old bastard Fury..." Tony Stark's voice came through the earpiece. Although he hadn't infiltrated with them, he had been monitoring everything through Natasha's perspective.

"He collected these children, but he didn't have the ability to protect them," Tony said, his voice trembling with suppressed anger. "Instead, he packed them up and handed them over to Hydra."

"Save them." Banner's skin began to turn green. "We must save them."

"Of course," Tony said firmly. "Natasha, turn off the protective field. I'm going to tear that castle down."

"It's being done."

Natasha and Barton quickly moved to the control center.

"Who's there?!"

A sharp shout rang out.

They were too focused on the test subjects and ignored the infrared sensing equipment in the corner.

The alarm blared instantly.

"Waaaaah—waaaah—!!"

The piercing red lights flashed, instantly waking the entire base.

"We've been exposed!" Patton shouted, firing three arrows with his backhand, pinning three Hydra soldiers who rushed out to the wall.

"Go! Tony!"

Natasha stopped sneaking around and threw an electromagnetic pulse grenade, destroying the control panel.

"Sizzle—"

The energy shield covering the castle flickered twice and then went out.

"The party's starting!"

Tony Stark, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, had his visor slip off.

"Jarvis, Steel Legion, move out!"

"boom--!!!"

More than twenty fully automated steel armored vehicles shot out of their cockpits, accompanying Tony's Mark 43, and hurtled toward the castle like a meteor shower.

"Palm-sized cannon at maximum power output!"

Tony roared, his palms crackling.

The battle erupted with a roar.

……

Command room.

The piercing alarm made Baron Strucker frown.

"What happened?"

"Reporting, Baron! Intrusion! It's...it's the Avengers! Iron Man and Hawkeye from S.H.I.E.L.D. are both there!"

"Stark?" Strucker's expression changed.

"Has the experimental data here been backed up?"

"Backup complete."

"Very good." Strucker took the undiluted solution and turned to walk towards the secret passage.

"Pierce has prepared a new base for us. I'm going to move the assets. This place... is no longer useful."

……

Although Strucker has left, the control panel for the gravitational field is still functioning.

Pietro lay on the ground, feeling as if his internal organs had been crushed.

"Damn it..."

He tried to climb out of the position, but the gravitational pull was too strong.

"Bang!"

A dull thud suddenly rang out in the air.

Immediately following was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

A Hydra soldier who was standing in front of the control panel suddenly collapsed to the ground, his head lolling to the side as if he had been struck by a ghost.

Then comes the second one.

"Who?!" The remaining guards raised their guns in terror.

"Bang!"

A chair suddenly flew into the air and smashed hard on the guard's head.

"I'm right here, you idiot!"

Shabi's voice echoed in the air.

Although you can't see people, you can see the buttons on the console being pressed one by one.

"Buzz—"

The gravitational field pressing down on Pietro vanished instantly.

"call--!"

Pietro sprang up, taking deep breaths of fresh air.

"Thanks, you idiot!"

"Don't mention it!" came Shabi's smug voice from the air. "I told you I could help! This is called Ghost Operation!"

Pietro stretched his limbs, a flash of anger in his eyes.

"The Baron ran away?"

"They went to the secret passage to the east."

"Go find a safe place to hide." Pietro glanced at the monitor. "I'll go pick up Wanda."

……

Floor B3.

The alarms and explosions reached this place.

Wanda stood in front of the glass of the isolation room, looking at the surveillance screen in the corridor.

On the screen, a golden-red iron figure is wantonly destroying the castle's defenses.

The palm cannons roared, and missiles flew wildly.

That iconic helmet, that glowing reactor on the chest.

Tony Stark.

In that instant, Wanda's mind was filled with the memory of that night ten years ago.

The bomb that fell in the middle of the living room, with the word "STARK" written on it.

Tick, tick.

That was the rhythm of her childhood nightmares.

Fear instantly turned into anger.

Endless rage.

"Stark..."

Wanda's pupils were stained with scarlet energy.

Her slender fingers gripped the reinforced glass tightly.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

Red chaotic energy overflowed from her fingertips, like living vines, climbing all over the glass wall.

"Bang!!"

First time.

The glass has developed cracks.

"Bang!!"

The second time.

"Splash—!!!"

The glass shattered.

Wanda stepped out of the cage, her feet crunching on the shards of metal.

Her flowing long hair moved without wind, and she was surrounded by a heart-stopping red light.

"You will pay the price for this."

She whispered to herself as she walked toward the battlefield.

……

Castle Hall.

Hydra soldiers, armed with energy guns modified by Chitauri technology, wove together a dense network of fire.

But even this was forced into a series of defeats by the Iron Legion.

Tony hovered in mid-air, the miniature missile pods on his shoulder opening.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

Precision-guided missiles seem to have eyes, penetrating bunkers and firing positions, triggering a chain of explosions.

"Left-wing clearing! Natasha, you move up!"

"receive!"

Natasha, wielding two pistols, moved nimbly through the ruins, each shot taking a life with her agility.

Patton, positioned on higher ground, ensured that every arrow hit its mark.

Just then.

A red mist suddenly rushed into the battlefield.

"What is that...?"

Just as Barton was about to speak, he felt a tremendous force strike his chest.

Wanda Maximoff, dressed in a red leather jacket, dances with her hands, crimson energy swirling around her fingertips.

She looked at Iron Man so close to her, her eyes brimming with hatred.

"Tony! Watch out!" Natasha shouted.

But it was too late.

Wanda pushed hard with both hands.

But it was too late.

Wanda pushed hard with both hands.

A red energy wave covered Tony's head.

It was not a physical attack.

Tony felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. The scene before him began to distort.

He was no longer in the castle in Sokovia.

He saw New York.

That was a scene from the Battle of New York.

But the difference is...

All are dead.

Captain America was reduced to half a body, his shield shattered; Thor's hammer lay on the ground, its luster gone; Natasha and Barton lay in pools of blood.

Above this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, the Leviathan behemoth is devouring the Earth.

"You could have saved us..."

In the illusion, Captain America grabbed Tony's hand, his voice shrill and mournful.

"Why didn't you try your best...why...?"