Reborn in Marvel, I am Iron Man's son?

If possible, Mark wanted to persuade the other party to leave rather than resorting to force.

"Handsome, we haven't had enough fun here yet, how can we leave like this?"

Amora looked at Mark with her big, bright eyes, secretly casting a charm spell to try and control him.

Mark clearly felt that his feelings for Amora had suddenly increased, and he seemed willing to give everything for her.

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me for taking action!"

Mark snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing his goodwill towards Amora, and stepped forward to throw a punch at her.

Amora seemed surprised that her charm magic was ineffective against Mark.

Caught off guard, she was punched hard in the chest by Mark.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Amora cast a magical shield, protecting herself.

"boom!"

She was then blasted from the sky by the terrifying force of Mark's punch, crashing heavily onto the concrete road.

A large crater, tens of meters in diameter and several meters deep, appeared on the ground.

Amora, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, quickly crawled out of the pit.

"Damn, you're incredibly strong!"

She looked up at Mark with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

If Mark hadn't used his shield at the last moment, that punch would probably have shattered her into pieces.

Mark had no intention of wasting words with the other party. His eyes lit up with red light, and two beams of heat shone towards the other party.

"Zizi!"

Amora's shield began to dissipate rapidly after being exposed to the heat vision.

Five seconds later, Amora's shield was reduced to a thin layer and was about to disappear completely.

"Who exactly is this guy? He actually possesses such terrifying attack methods!"

Amora was shocked as she sensed the terrifyingly high temperature emanating from the thermal vision.

Chapter 172 Expulsion

Amora has visited Earth many times during its long lifespan of thousands of years.

In the past, this place was no different from her own backyard; she could come and go as she pleased.

In the past, she would return to Asgard after absorbing enough emotional energy, leaving behind only some legends and stories about her.

Amora never expected that she would encounter such a powerful human as Mark on this trip to Earth!

Moreover, the opponent can resist her charm magic, making such an enemy the last thing Amora wants to encounter.

Before her shield was completely destroyed, Amora immediately cast a teleportation spell.

Her figure disappeared from the spot and reappeared thousands of meters away.

The pit where she had just stood turned into scalding lava the moment it was exposed to the heat vision.

Upon witnessing this scene, Amora broke out in a cold sweat.

If she hadn't been protected by the shield, she would have definitely been burned to ashes by that terrifying heat.

She dared not continue fighting Mark and used teleportation magic again to disappear from the spot.

This time, she appeared dozens of kilometers away.

"Magic is truly amazing!"

Mark frowned slightly as he watched Amora disappear in an instant.

If it were a head-on, direct battle, Mark certainly wouldn't be afraid.

However, since the opponent used spatial teleportation, even if Mark was fast, he couldn't catch up with them in a short time.

The good news is that shortly after Amora left, the people below who had been bewitched by her returned to normal.

Those who were first bewitched by Amora and followed her for too long all collapsed to the ground, their bodies limp.

Those who were later charmed by Amora were in significantly better physical condition.

"What's going on? Where am I?!"

"Wasn't I working at the store? How did I suddenly end up here!"

"..."

After these people regained their senses, they were all somewhat dazed.

They had lost their memories of being bewitched and had no idea why they had suddenly arrived here.

However, Mark was soon spotted by someone hovering hundreds of meters in the air.

"Look! That looks like... Superman?!"

"It really is Superman! I didn't expect the reports from the American media to be true. Superman really exists!"

"..."

These people no longer cared about why they were there, and began excitedly discussing with Mark.

Some people who happened to have cameras with them took even more photos of Mark.

Those who remained calm were considering whether to ask Mark why they were there.

By this time, news about Superman had already spread throughout the world through major American media outlets.

Many people firmly believe this and even travel to Los Angeles in order to see Superman in person.

However, some people do not believe in the existence of Superman, thinking that the United States must have some kind of conspiracy to release such information.

Now that they've seen Mark transform into Superman, all their doubts about Superman's authenticity have vanished.

Ignoring the gasps of the crowd below, Mark simply ordered Alice, "Alice, pinpoint Amora's location!"

Although Amora could use magic to instantly teleport away from here,

But she seemed to be unfamiliar with modern technology and didn't know how to avoid satellite and road surveillance equipment, so Alice quickly found out her location.

In just a short while, Amora had already appeared in Fulin City, more than 500 kilometers away.

"boom!"

Mark then burst into supersonic speed and sped toward his target, leaving behind only a sonic boom that shook the heavens and earth.

"Ah, Superman is gone!"

"What a pity, I haven't gotten his autograph yet!"

"..."

As Mark's figure disappeared into the horizon, everyone showed expressions of regret.

At Mark's current speed, with his full burst of power, he appeared over Fulin City in just over ten minutes.

At this point, the situation in Fulin City is the same as in Moen City before, with many people already captivated and continuously providing emotional energy to Amora.

"Damn it! How did this guy find me so quickly?"

Amora was also a little confused when Mark suddenly appeared.

When she last came to Earth, electric lights had just appeared.

She never imagined that in just one or two hundred years, the speed of technological development on Earth would be so fast!

At this point, Amora believed that Mark must have mastered a powerful tracking magic, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find her so quickly.

"It seems we can't stay in Midgard any longer!"

Amora sighed helplessly.

Although Earthlings are weak, the emotional energy each person can provide for her is far less than that of the Asgardians.

However, there are more humans on Earth, and since there were no powerful figures here to stop them in the past, Amora often came here to absorb energy and improve her strength.

But with a terrifying guy like Mark around, Amora has no plans to come back to Earth until it has the ability to deal with him.

She immediately waved her staff and quickly cast an even more powerful teleportation spell.

Amora's energy was rapidly depleting, and a portal was faintly forming in front of her.

This is a portal to Asgard; Amora used this portal to come to Earth.

Normally, short-distance teleportation doesn't consume much of Amora's energy, but long-distance teleportation across worlds like this takes a huge toll on her.

Therefore, Amora needs to absorb enough emotional energy each time it comes to Earth before it leaves.

If Mark hadn't forced her into this situation, she definitely wouldn't have left so quickly.

"Want to run?"

Mark certainly couldn't let Amora leave.

He immediately shot two red beams of light from his eyes toward Amora, and at the same time rushed toward him.

"Buzz!"

Amora cast a shield, temporarily blocking the heat vision shot from Mark.

The portal had already taken shape, and Amora didn't dare to delay, so she quickly flashed inside.

At that moment, Mark rushed over and shattered the already weakened shield with a "bang".

Watching the portal slowly dissipate before him, Mark hesitated for a moment before stopping.

If he rushes into the portal now, he still has a good chance of catching up with Amora.

However, Mark realized that the portal seemed to lead to other worlds, and Amora had most likely returned to Asgard.

With Mark's current strength, even if he went to Asgard, there probably wouldn't be many people who could rival him.

However, Mark is not yet ready to travel to other worlds.

Mark has now temporarily resolved the Amora problem, so there's no need to chase after him and finish him off.

"Forget it, I'd better continue to improve my strength. It's not too late to go to Asgard when I'm truly invincible in the future."

Mark shook his head and turned to leave.

Chapter 173 Jotunheim

Meanwhile, behind the portal, Amora was also observing Mark's actions.

"They're not planning to chase after us?"

Seeing Mark about to turn and leave, she couldn't help but frown.

She had assumed that Mark would rely on his strength and recklessly chase after her into the portal.

She could then destroy the portal and randomly teleport Mark to any location in the Nine Realms, making it impossible for him to catch her.

If Mark is unlucky, he might be teleported directly to some extremely dangerous place and die a violent death, which Amora can solve.

Many troublesome enemies have been killed by Amora in this way in the past.

But she didn't expect that Mark, despite his strength, was so cautious and didn't catch up.

This disappointed Amora.

However, Mark had driven her back from Earth in a sorry state, and Amora couldn't swallow her anger if she let him off so easily.

With a reluctant expression, she took a magic gem from her pocket and threw it into the dissipating portal behind her.

This is a treasure she stole from Asgard when she betrayed her sect. It is said to be a replica of the Space Stone, containing spatial power.

Amora used to receive the power of this gem every time she cast spatial magic, which reduced her energy consumption.

If Amora hadn't been so furious with Mark, she wouldn't have been willing to waste this gem.

"boom!"

After the magic gem was thrown into the portal, it exploded instantly under Amora's control.