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Chapter 110 Only Steel is Eternal

What was that sound?

Outside of District 16.

Coulson, who was installing a small timed explosive on the access control of Sector 16, seemed to hear something and suddenly asked the agent next to him a question.

The agent who handed Coulson the bomb seemed not to have heard anything strange and asked, somewhat puzzled, "What? The warning sound of a time bomb?"

Coulson shook his head, then waved his hand, and led his three men to a safe distance of five meters away, then turned their backs to the gate of District 16.

He just pressed the button on the time bomb, and it will explode in a few seconds.

Time was running out for Coulson to linger in front of that door for too long.

Anyway, once he enters District 16, he will naturally find out what that voice was all about.

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At this point, Coulson was left with only three well-trained agents.

As for Pepper Potts...

Long before Erin made that phone call, Coulson had arranged for one of his agents to escort Pepper out of the so-called dangerous area.

In any case, Pepper's role in coming along was simply to guide them and make it easier for them to find the District 16 laboratory hidden by Obadiah and what was inside.

By this time, they had found the so-called District 16.

Sending one of his men to protect Pepper as she left would have no impact whatsoever.

On the contrary, it could allow him to use this opportunity to curry favor with Tony Stark and Arryn.

If there's any real danger in District 16, Tony Stark and Arryn might even owe him a favor.

Those two guys are no ordinary characters.

Their personal connections might come in handy someday!

Forehead!

I almost forgot, I seem to owe Erin a few favors.

"Bang!"

As Coulson was lost in thought, a soft explosion was heard.

The tightly closed electronic door of Sector 16 was violently breached by a special bomb from S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Check the weapons!"

After breaking down the gate to District 16, Coulson and his men pulled out their pistols and cautiously walked inside.

Erin had repeatedly warned of the dangers of this so-called District 16 over the phone.

Coulson, of course, would not ignore this.

Therefore, after entering District 16, Coulson and the others became more vigilant, keeping a close watch on any potential threats hidden within the district.

Coulson even took out a special device that looked like a remote control button, which was a distress button developed by SHIELD.

By simply pressing that remote control button, the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. will receive the signal in the shortest possible time and then dispatch armed forces to provide support.

"Buzz!!!!"

The moment Coulson and his group stepped into District 16.

Thump thump thump!!

The lights on the ceiling of Zone 16, which was originally pitch black with only a faint light source, suddenly lit up one after another.

Something's up!

As the light shifted to darkness, Coulson and his experienced agents instinctively rushed to the nearest cover, trying to avoid the attack that could come at any moment.

Several seconds passed, but they were not attacked in any way.

Just as their tense nerves began to relax slightly.

A series of dull, unusually heavy footsteps quickly rang in their ears.

Followed by.

With a loud "boom".

An agent, along with his hiding place, was smashed into a bloody pulp by a giant mechanical arm.

Then a huge steel robot, three or four meters tall, appeared before Coulson and his companions.

No need for Coulson to give the order.

The remaining two agents then attacked the giant steel robot with guns.

However, bullets that are powerful enough to easily pierce human flesh have no real effect when they hit this steel robot made of a special alloy, except for sending up a few sparks.

The giant robot, which instinctively held its massive mechanical arm in front of its head, saw that even the bullets fired from the pistol couldn't penetrate its outermost armor.

Yet, a casual punch he throws can easily turn a person into mincemeat.

From within the enormous steel robot, Obadiah's murmured voice suddenly rang out: "Flesh and blood are weak, only steel is eternal..."

几分钟前。

Obadiah, in his human form, was powerless against handgun bullets, his limbs severed and his head blown off by a small handgun.

He ended his own life.

But after being transformed into a steel body by that mysterious black mist and "reborn" on the Iron Monger, which he had meticulously designed, it was transformed into a steel body.

Those bullets that would have been fatal to him could not even break his "skin".

This enormous contrast utterly captivated Obadiah!

After a soft chuckle!

Obadiah, resurrected within the Iron Monger in an unknown form, stomped his massive mechanical leg, shattering several floorboards, and swiftly appeared in front of another agent.

"boom!"

next second.

The Iron Monarch's steel fist slammed down mercilessly, instantly smashing an agent's head into a shower of blood.

"Damn it!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Coulson, who was not far away, suddenly narrowed his brown pupils.

At this moment, he finally understood what the danger Erin had mentioned earlier was.

This damn thing is far beyond what they, armed only with pistols, can handle.

If Pepper had actually gone in with them, he would have been easily torn to shreds by this terrifying steel robot.

"Damn it, Obadiah actually created such a steel monster. We're in big trouble now."

Without hesitation, Coulson pressed the distress button in his hand and shouted to the only remaining agent.

"withdraw!"

Then, without looking back, he led the way and ran away.

"Bang! Bang!"

Upon seeing his superior, the remaining agent ran away without hesitation. He fired two shots at the Iron Monger's head and then quickly ran back, but as he ran, he kept glancing back warily at the giant steel robot.

However, what he didn't know was that those gunshots would become the prelude to sending him into the abyss of death.

The bullets struck the Iron Monger's head, sending sparks flying across his armor.

As the Iron Monger recalled the scene of its own death, two crimson beams, like searchlights, suddenly shot out from its head.

"I hate the sound of bullets!"

He raised his arm, and a small rocket launcher shot out from the Iron Monger's mechanical arm.

A deafening roar followed.

The agent was blasted into a shower of minced meat by a small rocket launcher.

(End of this chapter)