Zombie Marvel? Luckily, I'm Superman!

"Increase the frequency and intensity of our attacks, and find a breakthrough," Tony immediately decided.

If Tony goes to the ninth floor, it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

The thing he had wasn't very likely to succeed, but it was still a potential threat, and they had to stop him.

Meanwhile, the others besides Tony also started fighting.

Each person fights against another version of themselves, tacitly avoiding interfering with others.

Seeing the increasingly chaotic scene, Steve tightened his grip on his shield, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

He also said that we could talk first and avoid fighting if possible, but no one cared what he thought, right?

Okay, let's at least try talking to the version of ourselves in front of us first? If we can reach a consensus, and the two versions of ourselves from different camps come forward to mediate, we should be able to stop this battle.

Well, given the current situation, a fight between them would only waste more time. Steve felt that, for the sake of the bigger picture, everyone could take a step back.

But Steve on the other side doesn't think so; don't forget he has a nickname.

"Fuck, get out of my way and I'll pretend I didn't see you. If you keep blocking my way, I'll crumple your shield into a ball and shove it into your cunt!"

With a mouth full of honey, the captain furiously slammed his shield, making it bang loudly.

Steve was taken aback, and his expression immediately turned somewhat grim.

"you……"

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of here!"

Before she could finish speaking, Captain Xiao, with honey on her lips, suddenly pulled off her shield, spun around, and threw it with extra force.

The shield spun and pierced the air. Steve narrowed his eyes, his muscles bulged, and he raised the shield in front of him in a defensive stance.

boom!

A tremendous impact was accompanied by a sonic boom that spread outwards, raising a cloud of energy dust.

The pain in his arm told Steve how powerful the blow had been.

The opponent was stronger than he had imagined, and not only was his physical strength high, but the material of his shield also seemed to be better than his own.

With just this one blow, the shield in his hand was slightly deformed, and a millimeter-sized dent appeared at the point of impact.

Steve gritted his teeth and used his strength to deflect the force from the shield. The shield spun and flew back towards the captain, who had been smeared with honey at her lips.

A slightly panting chuckle came from not far away; it was Natasha.

"I told you, he's much more short-tempered than you. Do you believe me now?"

"You still have time to care about others?" 083 Natasha frowned and twisted her waist to deliver a side kick when she saw that Natasha was still in the mood to chat and joke.

Forcing Natasha back wasn't enough; 083 pushed off with his feet and continued to attack in the direction Natasha was retreating, unleashing a barrage of attacks that grew faster and faster.

"What? You think I need to take you seriously? You fake!" Natasha wasn't having an easy time either. 083 Natasha's fighting ability was no weaker than hers, both in terms of combat skills and strength. After a few moves, both of them probably had bruises under their clothes.

But you can't afford to lose in words.

The two Clints overheard the conversation, exchanged a glance, and then continued shooting arrows at each other in unison.

Indeed, they were in perfect sync; the two Clints didn't use the special arrowheads from the quiver, just plain arrows.

It felt a bit like they were just slacking off, not really wanting to play seriously.

The two Thors were having a great time fighting, one wielding Stormbreaker and the other Mjolnir, with a humanoid weather generator cosplaying as Kongkuku.

The ones who fought the most seriously, besides the two Thors, were the two Tonys.

The characteristics of nanotechnology allow their combat suits to be transformed into various devices as needed.

However, 083 Tony was much more conservative in his fighting style because the shielding metal film covering his suit was too fragile.

Moreover, their desire to disengage from the battle is becoming increasingly apparent; they have already made several attempts to rush away from Tony and into the depths of the eighth level.

However, looking at the other members of his team who were relatively weak overall, Tony felt that he couldn't afford to waste time with them.

Jarvis.

[Understood, sir. We are adjusting the attack mode. Based on the characteristics of the shielding metal membrane, we recommend using a sonic attack.]

Without Tony needing to say more, Jarvis understood what Tony meant.

"Then what are we waiting for!" Tony blocked 083 Tony's attack with his energy shield and quickly retreated.

The empty left-hand armor quickly began to transform, extending into an extremely long, trumpet-shaped device.

During the retreat, 083 Tony seized the opportunity, bringing his feet together and fusing the armor on his legs into a massive thruster.

The thrusters emitted huge sparks of energy, and in the blink of an eye, it switched to cruise mode and passed by Tony.

Tony did not choose to give chase. Instead, he picked up the transformed device and raised it towards 083 Tony, who was flying away.

The next second, visible ripples emerged from the device, spreading rapidly in a cone shape and enveloping the speeding 083 Tony.

In an instant, 083 Tony's speed decreased, and he swayed in the air like a drunkard before finally crashing to the ground.

Tony, holding the device and maintaining the sonic attack, slowly walked towards 083 Tony.

"Sound waves? I don't recall sound waves having any gravitational properties." Tony's voice came from inside his suit, sounding slightly trembling.

Tony's strange, gravity-related sound waves affected the propagation of sound to some extent, which caused the tremor in the somewhat stressed tone.

"That's why I'm saying your skills are too low; you can't even get past me. The success you crave is nothing but a joke."

"A joke? Heh." Tony 083 scoffed and struggled to sit up.

The sound waves had already taken effect; the shielding metal film on his body was rapidly solidifying and cracking.

"You're scared." Tony seemed to have given up struggling and sat down in place.

"Scared?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"I know you as well as I know myself." 083 Tony was panting heavily. Jarvis's voice in his ear had become intermittent. He knew that the shielding metal membrane was failing, and he estimated that it wouldn't be long before he would lose control of the suit again.

"If you're not afraid, why are you stopping me?"

"Since you think I won't succeed, doesn't your current behavior seem ridiculous?"

Tony fell silent.

That's right, if 083 Tony has absolutely no chance of success, then there's absolutely no point in him stopping 083 Tony.

"So, a low success rate doesn't mean it's nonexistent, right?"

"Instead of trying, you're trying to stop me?"

Tony's voice grew colder and colder, even carrying a hint of disdain.

His visor opened, and he coldly stared at Tony, uttering three words that made Tony's lips twitch: "Coward."

ridicule?

Tony sensed it; a thousand years of time had left him almost unmoved by such mockery, but he never expected that the person opposite him would utter those three words.

Yes, my current behavior does seem to resemble...