American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Wow, where are you going, Mr. Bullhead?" Tony Stark, clad in blood-red armor, hovered in front of Dario.

"Get out of the way!" Dario charged forward, a phantom image of a bull's head enveloped his sprinting body, crashing straight into Tony, who stood in his path.

Dario now felt that the world was changing too fast! Clearly, when he had just entered, Hebelon was only a quasi-giant enterprise, its scale and strength far inferior to his own Roxxon. If they hadn't come up with thermonuclear fusion technology, which clashed with Roxxon's founding business, he wouldn't have paid much attention to such a company at all.

Unfortunately, he had only just wanted to attack Hebelon when he inexplicably ended up in jail for blowing up a SHIELD base.

To be honest, when he first received the news, he was completely stunned. The news caught him off guard, and what caught him even more off guard was Nick Fury's actions!

Without waiting for him to engage in some emotional transactions with his old friends, or to leverage his connections, Nick blocked him with his men.

Without regard for his status, and without regard for his background.

After that, as SHIELD's position and importance soared inexplicably, he could almost be considered temporarily abandoned.

Dario had already come to this conclusion after being transferred to the Raft prison. But he still firmly believed that as long as he had the opportunity, he could still make a comeback.

And the Dark Elves and Loki were a good new stepping stone and partner.

But at this moment, he could only say that he had chosen the wrong partners this time. Or rather, they had chosen the wrong target this time.

Hebelon was now able to manufacture combat machines of this level? Although Hebelon had always been famous for its mechanical manufacturing. But the three combat colossi that had appeared had somewhat exceeded Dario's previous impression of Hebelon's technology.

One, just one! Almost wiped out their entire group.

Dario didn't know if there would be new combat machines appearing later, but he had already sensed the ominousness of the situation.

"Playing bullfighting? But I won't let you pass." Tony stopped hovering and landed on the ground. Clack! The fixing base on the metal soles firmly locked onto the ground, securing Tony in place. Tony stretched out his right hand, and the arc reactor on his chest operated at full power. A hemispherical blood-colored barrier appeared in front of his palm.

Boom!

Dario's charging bull phantom struck the blood-colored barrier, and the momentum of his rampage was immediately curbed, forcing him to stop. A strong energy shockwave erupted where the two connected. The surging energy shockwave exploded from the connection point, and Dario's tall and sturdy minotaur body couldn't withstand it and retreated a few steps. If he wasn't already considered non-human, the shockwave generated after this collision alone would have been enough to kill him without any protection.

The lotus-like tail wings behind Tony's armor unfolded, and the armor parts all over his body clacked, evenly dissipating the impact force under the calculation of the intelligent system.

"My turn, buddy. Try this first!" Tony released the fixing base of his feet, and his whole body rose into the air again. Parts at his shoulders quickly assembled, constructing a miniature missile launcher.

Thumb-thick ultra-miniaturized Jericho missiles were continuously fired from the missile launcher, pulling out long contrails in the air under the lock of the intelligent system, and exploding one after another on and around the Minotaur Dario.

The shockwaves and dust and gravel stirred up by the explosion created mushroom clouds in the surrounding area. The violent gale almost made Tony, who was hovering in the air, unable to stabilize the balance of his mech.

"Tony, don't use weapons of mass destruction!" Nick's annoyed voice rang in Tony's communication channel. He had just been forced to accept a wave of inquiries from the military because of the GB-5 · Lost ammunition carpet bombing, and now this again?

"I have a sense of proportion." Tony retorted to Nick with a pout. This castrated miniature version also counts as a weapon of mass destruction? Nick's definition of weapons of mass destruction seemed to be a little different from his, a former arms dealer.

Of course, Tony didn't continue the ammunition carpet bombing. Although this attack mode was very enjoyable, this was, after all, a city. He didn't want to listen to some old ice cube's elder-like teachings after the battle was over.

A large amount of dust obscured the line of sight, and even affected the battle on the other side to some extent.

Suddenly, a burly minotaur figure burst out from the mushroom cloud that had not yet dissipated, jumped into the air with astonishing jumping power, and slammed his hammer-like fist heavily on Tony in mid-air, sending him flying directly.

After Tony's mech parts dissipated the force, the tail wings behind him twisted, helping Tony stabilize his body in mid-air. His armor didn't suffer much damage in the previous blow. The energy barrier blocked most of the damage, and the repulsion shield offset the subsequent impact. In the end, when it was fed back to the mech, the remaining force was negligible after being weakened by the two layers of defense measures.

"You're really a tanky little monster, and quite agile." Tony muttered to himself in the armor. He now had no symptoms of firepower deficiency or lack of security. What was now limiting the performance of his mech was no longer the purpose and research direction of the mech, but the real technology.

He no longer needed to waste a lot of money and so on to conduct experiments again and again, and then create a new mech with only one or several advantages. He could now completely concentrate all the advantages of the mech on a single Mark armor. Even the data dimension and the space chip provided by Luke, and even the subsequent assembly structure, were responsible for solving it.

Depending on the different enemies and different situations, he could now seamlessly switch between various types of mechs. There was no need to carry out remote delivery, and then remove and wear the process.

Like now?

In mid-air, Tony's two mechanical arms transformed into heavy hitter mode. The well-proportioned arms became extremely thick, and the lotus-shaped engine nozzle formed by the tail wings in the vest area of the mech spewed out azure tail flames. The entire mech paused slightly in mid-air, like a bow being drawn and an arrow being loaded, the bowstring being fully drawn, and suddenly moved rapidly from a high position.

Like a teleportation, a sonic boom shook out in mid-air, and Tony, who could already deeply combine with the mech, slammed his fist heavily on the minotaur's face.

Thump!

A muffled thunder-like roar, like hammering on thick cowhide. The powerful force brought by the acceleration caused Dario to fly straight out. The sturdy body of more than two meters high was like a skipping stone, bouncing four or five times on the ground, and finally rolled a few times.

The mechanical arm fist of Tony contracted inward, as if there were springs inside to dissipate the force, and then rebounded out.

"Your skin is really hard." Seeing the minotaur who stood up and spat out a few blood-stained teeth with bulging cheeks, Tony tilted his mouth, and his face was somewhat helpless.

Ammunition weapons were prohibited, and the effect was not good. Physical strikes now seemed to be very tolerant of the opponent. Then the remaining ones seemed to be only energy weapons.

Thinking of this, the mechanics of Tony's mech arm once again carried out complex parts construction and transformation according to his mind. Not to mention that he had corresponding mech design storage for various situations before, even if he didn't, his clever brain, in the case of deep integration with the mech, it was not difficult to do on-site construction. It was just that it had not been tested and could not determine the final effect.

Two scarlet particle beam blades spread out from the palm of the mech.

Tony tilted his head: "The next battle begins, buddy."

……

"Loki! Look what you've done! Do you know how sad and disappointed this will make Father!" Thor angrily waved his hammer, and the electric light wrapped around the hammer was extremely obvious in the night. His tone was full of disappointment and anger.

Even if Loki blew up Tony's Stark Tower, he could accept it, but why Luke's Hebelon?

He had just reached a cooperation agreement with Luke on behalf of the God King Odin and Asgard not long ago! As a result, his own stupid brother came over and blew up his factory and laboratory!

Was this something a human could do?

This wave was a pit for his father, a pit for his brother, and a pit for Asgard!

Thinking about having to face Luke later, Thor felt that he should beat his brother half to death first! The more miserable the better, at least Luke would be able to vent some anger when he saw it, and there would be some room for maneuver.

As for whether Luke would be unlucky enough to die in the previous attack? Thor had no idea about this. After all, he had fought side by side with Luke more than once. Although the other party was a Midgardian, he was not a normal Midgardian! Even if the other party was in the center of the explosion, Thor believed that he would not die with Luke's means.

Thinking like this, the power of Thor waving the hammer could not help but increase a bit, and the thunder and electric light around the hammer became brighter.

Loki was sweating profusely, dodging his suddenly crazy brother. It was the first time he had seen his old brother really trying to beat him to death.

"You don't know anything!" Loki left a fake body in place, and his real body rolled out in a mess. Could he tell Thor that his brain was not good, and he didn't know that his brother and his father were tacitly in agreement? I am afraid that his stupid brother would not hesitate to give him another hammer at that time. After all, he had a lot of previous convictions, a little expert in deceiving his brother, and he also had the position of God of Deception. Although the body of deception refers to his good at using magic to deceive others, but for his stupid brother, that is the language deception in his understanding.

"Father was seriously injured and still consumed a lot of energy to send me to Midgard to reach a cooperation agreement with Luke. Obviously everything was going smoothly, but because of you, everything that was negotiated before will change again! Can't you be safe and don't make trouble?" Thor roared with hatred for his brother, and by the way, another hammer almost hit Loki, but the electric light wrapped around the hammer directly broke through Loki's magic barrier, stimulating his body to tremble.

"What can I do?" Loki's body trembled uncontrollably and took two steps back. "Malekith asked me to come over and arranged a super-strong thug to supervise me. If I don't find a powerful helper, can you beat him?"

"Still quibbling!" This time, Thor's hammer hit his brother's body, which was still paralyzed. Loki's entire body drew a perfect parabola in the night with exploding electric light, and fell to the ground like a dead person. At this moment, Thor's next sentence passed into Loki's ears far away along the night wind: "Still deceiving!"

Loki, who doubted his life, lay on the ground, feeling as if his whole body was burnt. He was not a thick-skinned Asgardian! He has always been questioned for not being good at fighting people head-on, and his popularity among his friends has always been inferior to his silly brother Thor. Even if he is smart and good at planning, it will not help.

In the past, his brother had never been willing to hit him hard, but this hammer made Loki's grievances and tears burst out, and he couldn't care about the pain in his body.

"Go and apologize to Luke with your brother. Your brother will try his best to protect you." Thor came to his brother, looked at his aggrieved brother on the ground, and said softly.

"You let me, a god, apologize to a native mortal?" Loki hummed twice, turned his head awkwardly.

"Don't be silly, how could Luke still be a mortal? Your brother, I, may not be able to beat him now. He has a small mind and likes to be vindictive. If you don't apologize, what if he keeps thinking about you? My father and I can't always protect you." Thor squatted down, pressed the hammer on his brother's chest to prevent him from escaping, and persuaded him.

"Last time, Father took out the Rainbow Bridge technology and the ownership of the Space Stone to get you back from Luke and the Supreme Mage. Why did you provoke him again?" Seeing his silent brother, Thor suppressed his emotions and educated him earnestly.

"I just want to help you solve a problem. That dark warrior is already as strong as you. Malekith let him come to solve you and cause trouble for Midgard. I think he has other plans behind him. We are just his way out to attract your attention." Loki turned his eyes and said to his brother with a little sincerity.

"The method of borrowing a knife to kill is good, but the wrong person is used." A clear male voice broke the close conversation between the two brothers. Thor awkwardly raised his head and saw Luke walking out of a piece of azure halo in the night.

"Sorry." Seeing Luke's moment, all the rhetoric Thor had thought about suddenly stalled. After a moment of hesitation, he could only hum out an apology. Loki, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes when he saw his brother's appearance, and was completely desperate.

Sure enough, his brother was still hopelessly stupid!

PS: Thank you for the reward I once walked through.