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Everything seemed to be really over. Zhang Lin noticed that his father kept looking at him and felt a little guilty.

"Maya, send a boat to pick me up."

"Okay boss, we're ready."

After a moment, the sky shook slightly, and a knife-shaped spaceship appeared in the sky. The receiving beam shot down, and Zhang Lin's body disappeared in place.

Toru came to his father's side with heavy steps: "Sir, he took away the sealed artifact."

"Sealed artifacts are not important."

"But the sealed object contains the demonic energy corresponding to the Holy Lord!"

"Dad said that sealed objects are not important!" Dad stamped his feet angrily: "The sickle in his hand looks familiar to Daddy. Now Daddy has to go back to drink tea and read books!"

Tru was still a little worried about the loss of the sealed artifact, but seeing that his father was angry, he didn't dare to say anything.

I had no choice but to leave with my father who became a little nervous.

Bypassing the ruins left by the battle, they left the old site of SHIELD. Of course, there was only a pile of large craters and rubble.

Zhang Lin, who was flying into space in a knife-shaped spaceship, seemed a little tired. His self-healing ability, which was almost at the peak of level three, kept his body in perfect shape at all times.

But what really made him tired was his spirit.

Although the things he did in the demonic state were what he wanted to do in his heart, he was so aggressive and anxious that he almost exploded the earth.

"It's over, it's over, the superhero Steel Wing is gone. From now on, everyone will only know the super villain Steel Wing~"

"Boss, the nanoworms have been recovered."

Maya's voice woke him up from his irritability. He came to the window and looked at the densely packed numerous conical metal columns floating slowly against the background of the universe, and he smiled bitterly again.

"Battlestars don't need to consume an entire city's worth of metal. That's too much."

"Maya, leave the metal content of the two forts and return the rest. If possible, try to restore it to its original appearance. If not, turn it into metal ingots and give it to the relevant departments."

This is the final compensation. I hope they can be like in the movie. As long as the bad guys turn around, everyone will still be good friends.

"Good boss."

Following Maya's intellectual voice, the densely packed metal pillars suspended in space changed their orbits and fell towards the earth.

In the ruins of the city, Hawkeye stood outside a ruined building and paced back and forth.

The Phoenix girl came out and waved: "Come in."

Hawkeye quickly rushed into the house, where the little naughty boy was scrubbing the stains from Black Widow's face.

In just a few minutes, the severely burned Black Widow was cured!

Wolverine's face turned pale, and he sat on the ground panting: "You owe me a favor."

Hawkeye: "???"

"The little naughty kid gave Wolverine's superpowers to your friend, and that cured her."

Turning his head, he saw a somewhat embarrassed Asian young man with a big nose sitting in the corner. However, he was being guarded by a boy with wings, and it looked like he had been arrested.

"How do you know their names?"

Jackie Chan shrugged: "They kept chatting and calling strange code names. I'm not deaf."

Rolling his eyes, Hawkeye knelt down to check Black Widow's condition, and whispered to the little naughty boy: "Thank you, thank you."

The little naughty boy smiled lightly and picked up the dirty basin: "She is seriously injured and needs to rest."

Hawkeye nodded in response, looking at Black Widow who still had stains on her face, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What kind of perverted battle are we two ordinary people going to participate in!"

The little naughty boy who came outside with the basin poured the water away and couldn't help but stretch.

Taking care of people is really tiring. I twisted my neck to relax, and suddenly I saw countless black spots appearing in the sky.

Bang bang~ bang~

The plastic washbasin fell to the ground, with despair on his face, he turned around and rushed back to his hiding place, screaming wildly.

Everyone was frightened and came out to check. They saw densely packed black spots emerging from the clouds. It was so dense that even the sunlight seemed to be dark.

Feeling that everything was calm outside, the people who had just emerged from the underground shelter had not yet woken up from the destruction of their homes. The strange sight in the sky made them scream in fear again.

"Oh my god, he's going to kill that one!"

"Devil! Absolutely the devil!"

The crowd was in a panic, pushing and shoving and running back madly. They all hid in the shelter and did not dare to come out.

Stark sat on the ruins, looking at the only intact building in the center of New York with a little pride.

This is his Stark Tower. Since it was destroyed in the last Battle of New York, he has upgraded the entire building's defense system.

The effect is remarkable, and it can still stand firm in the face of such an almost devastating disaster.

But his good mood didn't last long, as Jarvis alerted him again.

With the naked eye, countless metal cones can appear densely in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Stark's throat was dry and he couldn't help but swallowed: "Oh my God, his pink eye has nothing to do with madness!"

Puff~Puff~~

As if receiving instructions, the cones suddenly shattered one by one, turning into dust and drifting toward the city. The clouds covered a large area, and the whole world seemed to be in a doomsday scene.

A dense swarm of nanobugs fell from the sky. Stark struggled to get up. The nanobugs flowing on his body quickly repaired the damage to his armor and prepared him for battle.

Those who can participate in the battle are either tired or injured, and the only one left to stop him is you!

The pulse jet flew high into the sky and roared at the nanobugs that seemed to be doomed: "I am Iron Man!"

Dudu Dudu! !

The armor suddenly sounded a rapid alarm, and Jarvis gave an emergency warning: "Sir, the Security Council is launching E short-range missiles at us. We must land as soon as possible."

"Quick, quick, let's go back quickly, my building has electromagnetic protection devices!"

Stark's indomitable spirit just now disappeared completely. In the end, no one really wanted to die, so he rushed towards his Stark Tower with full power.

As two consecutive missiles exploded in the air, there was no fire or shock wave, only electromagnetic pulses that spread silently and at the speed of light.

The nanobugs that fell to the ground in an orderly manner were instantly burned due to the impact of the pulse. The originally regular gray fog went out of control and flew into the distance as the cold wind at high altitude blew.

In low-Earth orbit, Zhang Lin felt cold as he looked at the satellite surveillance screen.

"It's over. I'm not even allowed to take remedial measures. I've completely turned into a super villain!"

Sitting on the chair and sighing, he looked at the Holy Lord's sword in his hand with disgust.

"Demon energy kills people. If it weren't for the continuous mission, I would never want to touch it again."

"Boss." Maya suddenly shouted.

"what?"

"The cargo warehouse has been connected to the main ship. Does it need to be connected to the engine room through nano-fusion?"

"Warehouse? When did I have a warehouse?"

Nodding to give Maya instructions, he stood up and prepared to see what the so-called warehouse was.

As the nanobugs merged with each other, a handle seemed to be added to the back of the knife-shaped spaceship, but it was a bit short.

The hatch opened, revealing Mystique locked in an iron cage. Next door was a small cabinet isolated by an energy shield, with a volleyball-sized stone inside.

"These are things that the boss ignored when he was crazy. I thought they might still be useful, so I put them away."

Zhang Lin's mouth twitched: "You call erosion by demonic energy a mental illness?"

A virtual interface and a large amount of information popped up in front of her, and Maya said at the same time: "According to the symptoms, it can be classified as mental illness, violence, arrogance, blood, and cruelty!"

"Well, this is a perversion."

"Okay, let's reorganize the personal file and change mental illness to abnormality."

Zhang Lin was surprised: "Wait! What file did you say?"

"I have the function of recording all user activity data, which can help me provide smarter service users."

Zhang Lin's mouth twitched. Why does it feel like this is a bit like using the intelligent input method before time travel?

Okay, Maya is a little more advanced, En is just a little bit.

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