He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"Don't rush to finish. That assassin risked his life to open the door, there must still be some valuable trash left on the ground."

Tony landed at the spot where Kant sacrificed himself, his visor closed again, and his palm cannons remained firing.

Bruce had just handed the Joker transfer plan to the Black Gate leader when he heard this and immediately turned around, his tactical goggles locking onto the charred crack in the center of the square.

There was a black fragment about the size of a thumb in the crack, the dark red patterns on its surface had faded.

But the surrounding rubble was still floating erratically, and the metal debris near it was still emitting a piercing vibration.

"That's a fragment of the Mother Box, but it's been contaminated with Kant's blood, and it contains echoes of coordinates left by Darkseid's projection."

Cyborg stood beside Tony, and layers of blue light shone from half of his mechanical body.

"To put it simply, what if this thing suddenly calls that big guy back?"

Hal took half a step back, supporting himself with the green light cane.

The steel-boned mechanical eye blinked even faster. "The probability of someone touching it carelessly is not low."

Are you implying that I should touch things indiscriminately?

Tony's hand was already halfway out when he heard this and stopped in mid-air, turning his head to look at Cyborg.

Bruce looked at him coldly. "I think he made himself very clear."

"My genius curiosity tells me to ignore you all; I have to advance civilization."

Tony raised his other hand, gesturing for the two to be quiet.

"After you set this flag, it's usually followed by an explosion scene."

Natasha walked over from the side, carrying her suitcase in her left hand, her gaze sweeping over the fragment.

Tony ignored her complaints, and a dim light shone from the black hole generator on his chest.

A fine scanning beam shot out from the palm, and as soon as the beam touched the surface of the fragment, it was twisted into a spiral shape.

"Sir, the scan signal has been reversed and swallowed; the target is attempting to read the armor system structure."

Jarvis's notification sounded immediately.

"It's hacking my armor?" Tony's expression immediately changed.

"The mother box itself is a living computer; it won't wait for you to study it, it will study you first."

Steel Bone raised his arm, and the data cable extended from his palm, connecting remotely to the energy field surrounding the Mother Box fragment.

Tony's eyes lit up even more. "Great, I like this polite equipment."

"Shake hands first, then snatch your wallet."

"You want to take it with you for research?"

Bruce walked to the edge of the crack, but didn't get too close.

"Of course, Apokolips has already offered his face, so I can't just reply with 'Let's talk next time'."

Tony raised his hand, causing the armor to release four black and red restraint rings.

The restraint rings fell around the fragments, and the rings just closed.

The dark red patterns suddenly lit up again, low-frequency vibrations emanated from the cracks in the ground, and snow noise appeared on the armored masks of several Black Gate prison guards.

"Tony, it's waking up."

Clark stepped in front of the ordinary people, his bio-force field expanding outwards to block the noise in the center of the ruins.

"You woke up just in time, saving me the trouble of knocking."

Tony didn't back down; his right hand's five fingers were slightly spread.

Armament Haki covered the fingertips of the armor, giving the black and red metal a heavy, dark sheen.

Steelbone warned in a deep voice, "Don't touch it directly. Its underlying protocol will crawl into your neural interface through energy contact."

"I don't have a neural interface; I use the Amadam Spirit Stone."

As soon as Tony finished speaking, a red light suddenly shone from his waist.

The spirit stone patterns spread along the chest and abdomen of the armor, forcefully suppressing the first counterattack of the mother box fragments.

The space around the fragment suddenly collapsed by half an inch, and the ground rubble was stretched into long, thin shadows.

Barry was about to approach when Bruce stopped him.

"Okay, I admit I almost ran off again just now."

Barry's voice tightened as he watched the arc of electricity being drawn out from the edge of his glove.

"Stand back."

Bruce stared at the crack, his gaze fixed on it.

Tony's restraint rings contracted little by little, while the fragment of the mother box began to release a black, square-shaped light film.

Each piece of light membrane flashed with scenes of the Apokolips War: Parademons, fiery pits, thrones, and kneeling slaves.

When Big Badah saw those images, her face turned pale, and her shoulders tensed uncontrollably.

Diana noticed her reaction. "Is this your world?"

"This is something that's been ingrained in our bones since birth: obedience, fighting, and the name of the loser being erased."

Big Badah remained silent for a long time before finally speaking in a low voice.

Diana glanced at her but didn't immediately press for answers.

Tony's side has entered the second phase, with restraint rings forcibly securing the fragments.

The black hole generator ejected miniature gravity locks, slowly pulling the debris out of the crack.

When the fragment was three centimeters off the ground, all electronic devices in the square malfunctioned at the same time.

The energy core on the steel frame's chest was also illuminated by the dark red patterns, which flickered in and out of focus.

"It's invading backwards along the remnants of my mother box. I can stop it, but not for long."

With a low growl, Steelbone braced himself on his left arm, and data streams rolled wildly across his half-mechanical face.

Tony turned to Victor and said, "Open up the data link to Jarvis."

Bruce immediately spoke up, "This is too risky. The mother box could contaminate your system via the shared link, and it could also contaminate Tony's armor."

"If we don't open it up, he won't get the complete structure, and we'll just be stuck with a piece of junk that could explode at any moment."

Steelbone stared at the fragment, its mechanical eyes gleaming.

Tony, unusually serious, said, "I'll put three layers of protection on you. Jarvis will take care of the outer shell, I'll take care of the core, and the Amadam Spirit Stone will burn away the biting parts."

Bruce stared at Tony. "What if we fail?"

Tony smiled. "Then you can have a very expensive pit in Gotham."

"I don't accept this answer." Bruce's fist slowly clenched.

"But you know this is the only way." Tony looked at him, his tone quick and harsh. "Darkseid isn't some street lunatic."

"He wants Leon's machine, and he wants your planet. You can't survive the next time with just the batarangs and backup plans."

Bruce didn't argue, because Tony had hit the nail on the head.

Clark looked at Bruce. "Let them try. I'll be here. If it gets out of control, I'll take it off the planet."

"Red Cloak, that's a touching line," Tony said, pointing at Clark. "But don't steal my job; I haven't finished my research yet."

Cyborg's data link finally deployed, and blue light connected from his palm to Tony's armor. Jarvis's voice immediately became faster.

"Establishing an isolation sandbox, invoking the quantum computing array."

Bruce's tactical goggles were also connected to the peripheral monitoring. He did not interfere with the core, but only marked all escape paths and spatial anomalies.

Tony saw a string of unfamiliar symbols flowing out of the fragments.

Those symbols are not language; they are closer to commands.

Dominate, sort, enslave, delete dissent.

"Disgusting," Tony said in a deep voice. "This thing even has the word 'dictatorial' written all over its operating system."