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

Tony squatted on the empty space in the corner of the podium, like a wild mechanic squatting by the roadside repairing motorcycles.

The ground in front of him was covered with parts; the "scraps" that Quanxing had pulled out were now treasures in his eyes.

Various special metal fragments, abandoned components of the Ark reactor, three fist-sized pieces of interstellar alloy remnants, plus a small bottle of nano-repair fluid that fell from some unknown dimension.

"Jarvis, control the symbiote armor to devour the metal and fill the gap in the left shoulder joint."

Pepper, who was standing nearby, walked over with a cup of coffee, looked at the wreckage on the ground, and sighed: "You've been working for three hours straight."

"Only three hours? I thought I'd lived a lifetime. This symbiote armor isn't eating well."

Kamen Rider Stark's complete armor was now disassembled into three large pieces, which lay on the ground like a giant insect that had been dissected.

The trip to Apokolips severely damaged this armor, especially the black hole generator on the chest and the symbiote component on the left arm, which are now nearly unusable.

But now that we have the materials extracted from Quanxing, the situation is different.

"Sir, the repair is 87% complete. It is expected to take another forty minutes."

"Too slow. Skip the beauty steps, as long as it works."

Tony pulled a Senzu Bean from his pocket and popped it into his mouth. The moment he bit into it, the fatigue from working continuously was instantly washed away.

He stretched his shoulders, his knuckles cracking, and he felt completely refreshed, inside and out.

"How many Beans are left?" Pepper asked.

"Enough to die hundreds of times over," Tony said without turning around, "but I don't intend to expose myself completely."

He looked up at the steel frame in the distance, where the mother box was being adjusted.

"Victor! How much longer until we reach the tunnel?"

Steelbone's mechanical eyes flashed: "Fifteen minutes have passed, and we have locked onto the airspace above the Apokolips resource depot. The error is no more than two hundred meters."

"Okay." Tony stood up and put his hands inside the chest plate of his armor.

The red light of the Yamadam Spirit Stone and the blue light of the Ark Reactor lit up simultaneously, and the two completely different energies converged within his body.

"Henshin".

Red light and black-gold intertwined and erupted, and the armor of Kamen Rider Stark's complete form clung to his body, with black patterns spreading along the chest plate, and a miniature black hole quietly rotating in his palm.

More stable and smoother than last time.

"Everyone assemble." Tony's voice came through the visor, echoing with a metallic sound.

In the valley behind Longhu Mountain, in front of the teleportation platform.

The coalition forces completed their assembly within ten minutes.

This time, the lineup is more streamlined and more ferocious than the last.

Clark stood at the very front, the orange-gold light of the solar core furnace emanating from his chest.

His previous injuries had mostly healed within four hours. The Kryptonian's self-healing ability, combined with the miniature star, brought him to near-peak condition.

Banner took a deep breath, his golden hair stood on end, and his Super Saiyan aura ignited.

The brocade robes fluttered in the air, radiating a pure Buddhist light.

Thor raised Mjolnir, and Pikachu jumped off his shoulder onto the hammerhead, its electric sacs crackling.

Diana, Barry, Steve, and Quicksilver stood in their respective positions.

Loki leaned against the rock wall, holding an apple he'd somehow acquired, and casually munched on it.

And at the very back of the line...

The Quanxing Trio.

Gong Qing changed into a new pair of glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

He had a storage bag hanging from his waist, and his pockets were stuffed with fragments of two-dimensional foil and an unknown number of powerful items.

Xia He crossed her arms over her chest, with pale green poisonous mist bubbles escaping between her fingers.

Gao Ning closed his eyes to rest, the phantom of the Crimson King appearing and disappearing behind him.

"Gong Qing." Tony turned his head, his red compound eyes beneath his visor staring at the man pushing up his glasses.

"The route has changed this time. You won't be fighting monsters; you'll head straight for the resource repository."

"Clark and I will take charge of the air defense, while Banner and Thor will take charge of the ground defense. We'll buy you at least five minutes of window time."

"Five minutes?" Gong Qing scoffed. "That's too many. Three minutes will suffice."

"This time we're not just demolishing."

He pushed up his glasses, and a glint of greed, unique to the Quanxing, flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.

"We're moving."

Li Ang appeared at the edge of the teleportation platform at some point, holding that cup of tea that would never be finished.

"Be careful, don't get killed."

Gong Qing didn't reply, but simply touched the storage bag at his waist.

Steel Bone pressed his hands on the mother box, and his mechanical eyes emitted a blinding blue light.

"Popularity channel activated!"

Sizzle!

Space torn apart.

A blue portal exploded in the center of the platform, revealing the dark red sky and barren land of Apokolips on the other side.

Tony was the first to rush in.

Following closely behind were Clark, Banner, and Thor.

Then there's the Quanxing trio.

Finally, there are Steve, Diana, Barry, and Loki.

The moment the portal closed, Li Ang took a sip of tea.

"The show is about to begin."

……

Apokolips.

Three hundred meters above the resource repository.

The moment the sonic tunnel exploded, everyone filed out of the portal.

Tony's scanning system quickly completed a battlefield assessment before landing.

"A large-scale life reaction has been detected below." Jarvis's voice was calm and swift. "The number is approximately 12,000, all of them ordinary Parademons, and they are gathering towards the resource depot."

"Looks like we left a psychological scar on Stoneface last time." Tony hovered in mid-air, looking down at the dark swarm of insects below. "The resource depot is heavily guarded."

"Twelve thousand?" Banner floated to Tony's right, his golden flames distorting the surrounding air.

He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

The Buddhist patterns on his brocade robe lit up, and golden ripples spread from his body.

"Banner, the usual." Tony glanced at him sideways.

"clear."

Banner opened his eyes, and in those pupils there was no Hulk's rage, only Buddhist compassion and supreme majesty.

He changed his hands from clasped together to forming a mudra, his ten fingers flying across the paper.

The brocade robe suddenly unfurled, spreading out in the air to form a golden light curtain with a diameter of 100 meters.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

The sound of chanting resounded, echoing from the heavens and earth.

A golden beam of light poured down from the center of the light curtain, cascading straight down to the ground.

The beam of light, fifty meters thick, carrying a purifying power that could destroy all filth, crashed into the very center of the demon army.

There was no explosion, no flames.

Wherever the golden light passed, the demonic bodies were devoured by flames like pieces of paper...

The black carapace, twisted limbs, and red compound eyes turned into specks of golden dust in the Buddha's light, dissipating with the wind.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

When the golden light dissipated, a perfectly circular open space with a diameter of three hundred meters appeared on the ground.

Within the center, not a blade of grass grows.

The original 12,000 Parademons were purified by nearly a third in those three seconds.

The remaining Parademons halted their charge.

They have no fear; the will of the swarm does not allow fear to exist.

However, their movements became noticeably slowed, and they collectively surged towards the edge of the circle, bypassing the area covered by the golden light.

"The road is clear."

Banner's voice came from above, sounding tired but steady.

"Quanxing, go down now."