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The pure white light pillar penetrated the earth like the sword of God, and everything in contact with it was sublimated and purified under the terrifying high temperature and energy bombardment.

After the Ultron incident was over, Thor stood alone on the rooftop. Seeing the sudden falling beam of light, his face was solemn, and the hammer swung and flew into the distance.

Stark, who was almost insomniac, was just about to fall asleep when he was suddenly woken up by a piercing alarm, his heart beating wildly and he rolled over.

"Sir, a high-energy reaction has been detected over Brooklyn, and it is suspected that a space weapon is attacking the ground."

Covering his face with his hands and sweating profusely: "Damn it."

The armor soared into the sky and reached the sky above the Avengers headquarters, just in time to see the thick energy beam swaying slightly and disappearing into the air.

"It lasted exactly 60 seconds."

When he turned around, he saw a golden cloak fluttering in the wind, and Vision was floating behind him.

The thrusters were activated, and the armor flew at high speed in the direction where the light beam disappeared. Vision flew to follow.

Stark couldn't help complaining: "Do you always show up so quietly?"

Vision's face was expressionless: "You can improve the scanner. Visual scanning is sometimes more reliable than trace radiation."

"Ha, you are so considerate."

In the short church, the two of them had reached the sky above the bombed museum. Thor stood on the roof of the building with a hole in it, looking complicated.

Stark landed slowly and greeted with a smile: "Hey, I'm leaving at dawn, do you still have to work overtime now?"

Thor didn't react at all to his joke.

Stark didn't care. He took a closer look at the big hole and looked up at the sky.

"I hope it won't damage the museum collection. This pile of junk is quite valuable."

Boom!

A muffled sound suddenly came from the big hole that was braving the billowing heat. Thor had mixed emotions and his hand holding the hammer tightened unconsciously.

"Stark."

"what?"

“What would happen if you saw God?”

"Ha, maybe I'll get down on my knees and pray for world peace so the Avengers can disband."

Boom~

As soon as he finished speaking, a charred figure rose into the sky, and Michael, wearing golden armor and wings on his back, rose into the sky.

Vision quickly stepped forward to catch up. He had just received a message from his mother, asking him to collect information about this guy. If possible, it would be best to drive him away from the earth.

Stark was stunned for a moment, looking at the image captured by the scanner in disbelief.

The God of Thunder raised his head and stared at the body rising into the sky, swinging the hammer in his hand.

"You can start praying now."

With a whooshing sound, it soared into the sky and chased after Archangel Michael, who was flying high into the sky.

The corner of Stark's mouth twitched: "I forgot to mention that I actually believe in science!"

The armor's advancement was activated, and he also flew after him.

Dawn is approaching, and the rising sun pierces the darkness across the sky.

Michael, who was going up all the way, ignored the three people chasing behind him, and the withered feathers of the cattail leaf led him through the clouds to an altitude of meters.

He looks very miserable now.

The feathers were withered and scorched, the golden armor was torn and the clothes were ragged, golden blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and there was anger between his brows.

puff~

The clouds were illuminated by the morning sun, and under the golden light it seemed as if the whole world was immersed in gold.

The light enveloped Michael, his new wings and stains disappeared, his golden armor was repaired and his clothes were reorganized, and the injuries on his body were also healing rapidly.

Turning his head to look at Vision, who was pursuing him, Michael raised his cross sword high.

The long sword bathed in the golden sunlight emitted bright light. The God of Thunder was startled and stopped in mid-air without daring to step forward. Stark, who detected the high-energy reaction, also began to evade urgently.

Boom!

The golden cross soars into the sky, and the powerful energy breaks through the sky, penetrates the atmosphere and shoots into space.

Above the low-Earth orbit, the space-based ion cannon made an emergency evasion, and the long sword broke through the air and flashed past.

After a brief pause, the emergency evasive space-based ion cannon brought up billows of smoke and dust, and the entire structure floated and collapsed like a beach fortress. There was no explosion or disintegration, and it just slowly dissipated into space.

From the most basic atomic level, everything about it was destroyed and destroyed under that sword, even the nanobugs were of no help!

Realizing that the direction of the attack was not from his side, Stark quickly came to hover next to Thor, looking at the twelve white wings stretched out, his heart was shocked.

"Thor, do you know her?"

The God of Thunder kept his eyes on Michael without any movement, and said in a deep voice:

"Michael, one of the four archangels of Jehovah."

"Ha, hahaha..." Stark looked strange and laughed dryly: "Did I see an angel?"

"Yes."

Thor looked serious and tightened the hammer in his hand. Vision came to them. He had already collected information about Michael from the Internet.

After slowly telling the information to the two of them, Stark still looked like he had seen a ghost.

He glanced down at the museum, which was now so small that it could be ignored, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Maybe it's just a resurrected statue."

"I just got information from Nick. That museum has the ability to resurrect statues."

"Those things can't see the light of day."

The vision directly shattered his illusions. After all, the archangel was now bathing in the morning sun.

"Uh..." Stark hesitated for a moment: "Thor, you are all gods, why don't you go over and ask about the situation, why is it on Earth?"

The God of Thunder gave him a cold look: "I am the God of Thunder, and the main god is Odin!"

"Forehead?"

Among the ruins of the museum below, Zhang Lin, wearing a nano-armor, dragged out Van Helsing, who was severely burned all over his body.

Throwing it to the ground, his life wave was already very weak. If the nanobugs in his body hadn't been able to detect his brain waves, he would have looked like a burnt corpse.

The armor was disarmed and everyone got back into the space bracelet. Zhang Lin didn't look good either.

Although the right arm was not burned to char like Van Helsing, it was also severely atrophied.

The skin is dry and wrinkled, the muscles are loose and shriveled, and only bones and sticks are left wrapped in wrinkled skin. He looks even weaker than a centenarian.

The muscles on the shoulders were beating slightly, as if there were bugs crawling inside, which looked a bit scary.

The self-healing ability was passively activated, and he could feel that the damaged arm was healing itself very quickly, but it was blocked by inexplicable energy. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Maya, we need potions!"

puff~

In space, a stealthy knife-shaped spacecraft launched a cone-shaped medicine box towards the ground.

The medicine box falling towards the earth streaked through the atmosphere and left a high-temperature tail flame. Michael's eyes were sharp, his long sword pierced the air, and he flew towards the medicine box with the holy light of decomposition power.

Bang!

The medicine box exploded before it could break through the clouds. Stark looked at everything and asked in a low voice:

"Friday, have you found out which party the space satellite belongs to?"

"The target orbit does not have any international records and may be an illegal attack satellite."

That means there is no way to determine the identity, since this makes...

"Calculate the trajectory of the missile just now."

"Calculated, target, Brooklyn Museum."

Sure enough, there were still people there. Stark took a deep breath and turned the armor's direction: "Guys, I'll leave him to you. I'll go back and see the damage on site."

After saying a few words, the armor leaned down and flew towards the ground, passed through the clouds, and glanced towards the direction of the explosion of the medicine box.

Among the remains of the bombed medicine box, a small drill bit split into three parts fell freely to the ground among the debris.

After passing through the clouds, it restarted, and the jet tail flames flew towards the ground!

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