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

"Look! I told you I wasn't seeing things yesterday, right? There really is someone flying!"

"Honey, come quick, come see God!"

"..."

This time it was broad daylight, and more people near the hotel saw Mark fly into the sky, causing them to exclaim in surprise.

At that moment, a group of reporters checked into the hotel.

Upon witnessing this scene, some of them immediately picked up their cameras and frantically pressed the shutter button on Mark's departing figure!

However, Mark was too fast!

Less than five seconds after they picked up the camera, Mark's figure had already turned into a small black dot and quickly disappeared completely.

These reporters came here to investigate the murders of numerous wealthy and powerful individuals, but they never expected to witness such a shocking scene!

Compared to the possibility of someone suddenly flying into the sky, the murders of these wealthy and powerful figures seem less astonishing.

Mark paid no attention to the commotion below.

Anyway, with the electromagnetic pulse glasses, no one can see through his true face.

Mark had already reached an altitude of 1 meters and was still climbing upwards.

10 kilometers, 20 kilometers, 50 kilometers... 100 kilometers!

At this moment, Mark had truly entered space, and the Earth beneath his feet had become a giant, azure sphere.

As the sun's energy level rose, Mark found himself collecting sunlight faster and faster!

So he didn't stop at all and continued to climb upwards.

Propelled by the bio-field, Mark arrived 600 kilometers above the ground an hour and a half later, entering the real universe!

Here, there are no atmospheric particles, so sound cannot travel, and the entire universe is eerily quiet!

[Sunlight value +1 +1 +1...]

Mark's efficiency in collecting sunlight points skyrocketed; in just one hour, he collected 10000 sunlight points.

Such a fast collection speed is unimaginable on the ground!

Ten hours later, the sun's rays began to be gradually blocked by the Earth below.

Propelled by the bio-field, Mark's body flew westward at full speed, trying to increase the time he could absorb sunlight.

However, the Earth's rotation speed exceeds 1670 kilometers per hour, far beyond what the current Mark can compare to.

Of course, Mark could also fly to Antarctica, where it is currently experiencing the midnight sun, allowing him to absorb more sunlight for an extended period.

But unless Mark is prepared to abandon everything and stay there in seclusion for an extended period, the journey back and forth will waste too much time and be less efficient than it is now.

Two hours later, the sun had completely disappeared behind the Earth.

At this point, he had collected 11 units of sunlight.

Mark immediately used all of those daylight points to upgrade his thermal vision.

[Heat Vision LV1→LV7]

Mark felt a slight burning sensation in his eyes; his thermal vision had improved from level 1 to level 7.

He took off his glasses, and then, with a thought, two beams of red light appeared in his eyes.

Thermal vision is a form of radiant energy and does not require air as a medium; it can cause damage to targets even in space.

However, the red beam of light that can only form in the air cannot be seen in space.

Mark reached out and tested it, discovering that the LV7 thermal vision sensor's temperature had exceeded 1500 degrees Celsius.

Being exposed to such a heat gaze can burn a person's flesh and skin within 5 seconds, leaving only a pile of charred bones!

If used only to burn the brain, 0.2 seconds should be enough to kill.

"As the thermal vision level increases, its power is indeed becoming more and more terrifying!"

Mark nodded in satisfaction; now he truly had a means of long-range attack.

Unable to absorb any more sunlight, Mark immediately turned and plummeted downwards!

"If I could exceed the Earth's rotation speed, I could be continuously exposed to the sun!"

Mark thought to himself as he descended.

However, Mark estimates that to achieve such a speed, he would need to upgrade his biofield to level 20.

Ten minutes later, Mark had landed at an altitude of 1000 meters above the ground.

He saw a brightly lit city twenty kilometers ahead and immediately flew towards it.

"Alice, where am I right now?"

Mark asked Alice.

He had been flying westward in an attempt to catch up with the sun.

He really had no idea where he was now.

"Mark, according to the location data, you are currently in Novigrad, the capital of Sokovia."

Alice answered.

"Sokovia? He actually came all the way here!"

Mark was somewhat surprised.

He remembered that in the Marvel universe, this country was never peaceful, and was constantly plagued by war.

Moreover, Hydra has also established a base here.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as Mark finished thinking about it, he saw a fierce gunfight suddenly break out in the city 20 kilometers away.

Dozens of armed men, dressed in blue and green military uniforms respectively, were exchanging fire across the street.

The two sides were roughly equal in number and mostly used relatively outdated submachine guns and rifles such as the MP40.

The battle was extremely fierce, with people from both sides screaming and falling to the ground from time to time.

There were still many pedestrians on the street at this time, and some vendors on the street.

But both sides were so engrossed in the battle that they didn't care about the lives of these innocent people.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen shop owners or employees on the street have been accidentally injured.

Mark also saw a family of three who were just passing by get caught in the sudden gunfight, and the couple fell into a pool of blood.

Even in their dying moments, they tightly shielded a five- or six-year-old girl beneath them.

"Ah, lie down right now!"

"A fight has broken out over there! Run down!"

"..."

The crowds on the surrounding streets screamed and scattered in all directions.

"This is indeed a country rife with war!"

Mark frowned slightly as he looked at it.

The two sides in the battle belonged to two different warlord organizations, but neither of them cared about civilian casualties and only wanted to eliminate the other.

"Dad, Mom!"

The girl on the street struggled to sit up, covered in blood, and helplessly pushed her lifeless parents on the ground.

However, no one responded to her, and no one cared about her.

At this point, the armed men in green uniforms seemed to be outmatched and turned to flee towards the south side of the street.

Meanwhile, the men in blue military uniforms were hot on their heels.

The girl sitting on the ground seemed to be blocking the path of both the pursuers and the pursuers!

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Pietro and Wanda

"not good!"

Mark's expression changed, and he immediately prepared to speed up and fly over to rescue the girl.

However, his maximum flying speed is around 400 kilometers per hour, and it would take him at least 3 minutes to reach 20 kilometers per hour.

Mark didn't know if it was too late, so he could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

But just then, a boy who looked to be about ten years old and dressed in tattered clothes suddenly rushed out from a shadowy corner under the eaves next to the girl.

He scooped the girl up from the ground and scrambled back to the corner.

As soon as the two had taken cover, the pursuers and pursuers exchanged fire as they ran past the spot where the girl had just been.

The girl's parents' bodies were trampled on like garbage by these people.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, Mark descended from the sky and landed in this chaotic city.

People on the street were scattering in all directions, and no one noticed Mark who had suddenly appeared.

The little girl was standing about ten meters away from Mark, staring blankly at her parents' mangled corpses on the street.

The boy who had just saved her was leaning against another girl who looked to be about his age in the shadows.

They were likely homeless children created by the war; there were many such children in Sokovia, but Mark didn't pay much attention to them.

At this moment, his attention was focused on the two groups of soldiers chasing after him.

Previously, many pedestrians, in order to avoid being caught in the fighting, fled into a large shopping mall next door.

Including the existing customers in the mall, there were now four or five hundred people gathered here.

The soldiers in green uniforms probably felt they couldn't escape, so they turned and ran towards the shopping mall where a large crowd had gathered.

They clearly intended to use these people as human shields, and then escape in the chaos.

The pursuing soldiers showed no mercy, continuously pulling the trigger in the direction of the soldiers in green uniforms.

"what!"

Three soldiers in green uniforms were hit and fell to the ground screaming.

However, many stray bullets still entered the shopping mall in front.

Instantly, more than a dozen civilians collapsed to the ground covered in blood, while the rest screamed and fled outside.

"These people don't value human life at all; they all deserve to die!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Mark's eyes.

He didn't want to meddle, but the soldiers' behavior was simply too much for him to bear.

"boom!"

Mark took off his glasses, and two thick red beams of light shot from his eyes, sweeping towards dozens of soldiers in blue-green uniforms a hundred meters away.

He fixed the heat beam to their heads, and their hair and skin instantly caught fire, their brains almost instantly boiling over.

"what!"

They only had time to let out a sharp scream before collapsing to the ground, their heads on fire.

"Ah, what is this red light!"

"Oh my god, what happened? How could these people..."

"That person's eyes light up!"

"..."

Those around who witnessed this scene were stunned and stared in disbelief.

Those who saw the red beams of light shooting from Mark's eyes looked at him with even greater terror.

These ordinary people had only seen superhumans in movies and TV shows; this was the first time they had ever seen one in real life.