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

Magneto's one eye suddenly widened.

That was... a military unit?

After scanning these suddenly appearing high-energy life forms, all forty-seven Sentinel robots ceased their attacks on Magneto.

Their scarlet eye sockets flashed wildly, and the data cores on their chests spun at high speed.

"Warning! Warning! Multiple unknown high-energy life forms detected!"

"Energy readings are severely excessive! Non-mutant gene sequence! Cannot match any known data model!"

"Connecting to the central parent system requesting data support..."

"Connection failed."

"Reconnecting..."

"Connection failed."

"The third time..."

"Hey, what are you connecting to?"

Tony raised his left hand, and the gravity collapse generator in his palm hummed.

A black orb the size of a fingernail shot out and pierced the chest of the nearest Mark VII Sentinel.

Before its processor could send out the last electrical pulse signal, the gravitational collapse field had already compressed all the delicate components in its chest cavity into a metal sphere the size of a marble.

Boom!

The three-meter-tall Mark 7 Sentinel fell straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Magneto watched as the ultimate killing machine, which had rendered him helpless, collapsed so easily.

He looked down at his wrinkled hands.

Sixty years have passed.

He spent sixty years honing his magnetism, fighting, losing, and getting angry.

The guy in front of him, wearing strange armor, casually flicked his wrist and defeated the opponent he couldn't stop even if he fought desperately.

Magneto suddenly realized that his life was somewhat ridiculous.

The remaining forty-six sentry robots completed their tactical reorganization within 0.3 seconds.

The two lead Mark 7s, along with the formation, rapidly ascended, creating a 400-meter gap between themselves and the ground.

They no longer charge blindly.

The first unit completed its transformation, with its metallic skeleton shrinking inward and a crystal-clear diamond structure rapidly growing on its outer layer.

The second one followed closely behind, its body temperature soaring to 6,000 degrees Celsius within two seconds, and orange-red magma patterns spreading along its limbs.

The standard sentries at the rear were divided into three tactical groups, spread out in a triangular formation, to encircle all targets on the battlefield.

"Sir, they are adjusting their tactical formations in real time," Jarvis reported quickly and accurately.

"Based on existing data, the standard response procedure for sentinel groups after encountering an unknown attack is to retreat, disperse, collect data, and conduct a coordinated counterattack."

"They're waiting to learn from me."

Tony casually snapped his fingers.

He glanced back at Magneto, the white-haired leader who was looking at him with a complex expression.

"Sir, please go and rest in the back. Take good care of your old partner and the children."

Magneto didn't move.

His pride wouldn't allow him to back down, even when his opponent was far beyond his capabilities.

"I will not back down."

"If you don't back up, you'll be blocking the way," Tony said bluntly.

"Your magnetism is outdated in the face of these iron lumps. Staying here will only distract me and make me spend more energy protecting you."

"It's harsh to say, but it's all true."

Magneto's Adam's apple bobbed, and the veins on his hand gripping the steel pipe bulged.

"I have never been persuaded to quit by anyone in my life."

"Then let's start today."

Tony finished speaking without turning his head, and the thrusters roared to life, propelling him straight into the sky.

The old master Zhang Zhiwei lightly flicked his whisk, landing three steps in front of Magneto.

"Young man, go inside and rest."

The old master's tone was flat and cold.

Magneto met those aged yet incredibly clear eyes. His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.

Because he sensed something from this old man from the East that he had never experienced before.

A more ancient, more profound... law.

He didn't know how to define it.

But his body instinctively told him that the white-bearded old man in front of him was not someone he could contend with.

Magneto finally loosened his grip on the steel pipe and turned to walk towards the underground parking lot.

"Thank you all for your help."

His back was somewhat hunched.

The old celestial master glanced at him, said nothing more, and then his figure floated up.

In the air, Tony had already engaged the Sentinel squadron in firefight.

Four standard-type Sentinels launched the first attack, their bodies simultaneously transforming into diamond shapes as they crashed into the enemy from four directions.

This is standard tactic for the Sentinel Squad: first, use the toughest individual units to conduct physical reconnaissance attacks, collecting data on the enemy's counterattack methods and energy levels.

Once hit, the data will be synchronized to the entire formation within seconds.

Then all the sentinels will instantly complete the corresponding resistance evolution.

"Sir, we suggest using the standard palm-sized cannon to destroy the target ahead, but please note that the method of destruction will be recorded."

"Who told you I was going to use a palm-sized cannon?"

Tony's voice carried a hint of coldness beneath the visor.

He folded his fists, and the nano-coating on his dark gold armor began to flow violently.

From the shoulder armor to the gauntlets, a visible layer of black and red sheen covered every inch of the armor.

Armament Haki.

It is a form of physical enhancement that relies purely on the concentration of mental will.

There are no energy fluctuations, no genetic signals, and no electromagnetic spectrum to capture.

For sentinels that rely on gene scanning and data modeling, this thing simply doesn't exist within their perception range.

The first Diamond Sentinel crashed.

Or rather, it crashed into Tony.

But what happened next left Wade, who was watching from the sidelines, completely stunned.

Tony did not dodge.

He met the attack head-on with his right fist, which was covered in black and red Armament Haki.

boom! ! ! !

The Sentinel's prized diamond armor made contact with that fist the instant...

Broken.

It was shattered by pure physical impact.

Diamond fragments flew everywhere, and before the Sentinel's core processor could send any data signals, it was pierced through the chest cavity by that black and red fist.

Tony's arm emerged from the sentry's back.

"Data recorded: attack method was physical strike, energy attribute...not detected."

"Failed to generate resistance model."

"Rescanning...no analyzable energy fluctuations detected."

"Error, error, error!"

When the second Diamond Sentinel rushed in front of Tony, the internal logic core of the machine had already fallen into a dead loop.

Its adaptive system is designed to scan the enemy's attack attributes, build a resistance model, and evolve corresponding defenses.

However, Armament Haki does not exist in any physical spectrum.

The sentinels cannot scan it, analyze it, or evolve a defense against it.

All it can do is repeat itself...

"Unknown attack, unable to model, requesting support from the mother system."

"The mother is not responding."

"Unknown attack, unable to model, requesting support from the mother system."

"The mother is not responding."