On the other side.
Looking at the Chitauri army over New York, Loki laughed triumphantly.
Natasha and Deadpool looked at each other, drew their guns at the same time, and shot at the device that opened the portal.
"Don’t be naive, the energy of the Cosmic Cube will protect this device. Everything you do is in vain. This world will eventually submit to me."
Loki didn’t care.
The Chitauri continued to pour out, and it would take over Manhattan and even the whole of New York in less than a moment…
He will definitely win this time!
"Shit!"
After repeated attacks failed, Natasha turned the gun around, "Then I will kill you first!"
"Just you?"
Loki looked disdainful.
He is already very familiar with the members of the Avengers.
If he was facing Iron Man or Hulk now, the situation might be a bit tricky.
Female agent and Deadpool…
That’s all.
"Bah, what do you mean?"
Deadpool was very unhappy with Loki’s arrogant attitude. He pulled out the two knives behind him and was ready to teach this arrogant guy a lesson.
But at this time.
Dozens of Chitauri drove mechanical airships to surround Natasha and Deadpool.
(⊙x⊙）
Deadpool immediately put down the knife with a sneer, "Haha… It’s all a misunderstanding. In fact, I have always supported the monarchy."
"Really?"
Loki smiled.
"Yes, yes."
Deadpool nodded repeatedly, "You look so sinister, you can definitely be the king, I agree with you wholeheartedly."
"Heh."
Loki’s eyes turned cold, "Kill them for me!"
Swish–
Hearing this, the Zetawi soldiers attacked expressionlessly.
"Little guy, just wait for me."
Deadpool raised a middle finger, flew to hug Natasha, and pressed the space belt to disappear.
(～)
Loki’s face darkened, "If we find them, I will let the Avengers know how terrible the anger of a god is."
"Yes."
The Zetawi soldiers scattered.
On the streets of Manhattan, the strange black sun burned silently, and everything burned to ashes in the dark.
Tony and Thor barely escaped the huge gravity of the black sun of death, panting in the distance.
"Hey, big guy, if you have any tricks, use them quickly…" Tony asked panting.
"No more!"
Thor was burned to ashes, and shook his head muffledly.
"That’s too bad."
Tony exhaled, "Maybe we can start thinking about what to write on our epitaphs."
"Asgardians don’t write epitaphs. We will enter Valhalla after we die."
Thor clenched Thor’s hammer and spitSpit out a mouthful of blood.
"Sounds good. I hope I won’t go to hell after I die. I heard from some bastard that many demons in hell like smart people like me."
"Probably not. I think you’re pretty stupid."
"Uh…thank you for your comfort. You don’t look very smart either."
Tony’s mouth twitched slightly, and he poured all his energy into the thrusters, accelerated suddenly, broke through the layers of flames, and hugged the figure in the flames.
"Tony, what do you want to do?" Thor was shocked.
"Send some joy to our alien friends."
Inside the armor, Jarvis’s harsh warning sounded continuously, and the temperature rose rapidly. Tony was almost out of breath.
But he couldn’t care so much. He hugged the King of Bronze and Fire tightly and accelerated towards the space wormhole in the sky.
"Tony!!!"
Thor has lived for 1,500 years, and for the first time, he felt shocked.
It’s not just him. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
So everyone who saw this scene showed admiration.
Boom boom——
In the extreme high temperature, the steel armor gradually melted, but it was getting closer and closer to the space wormhole.
"How brave."
In the psychological clinic, Lu Cheng’s expression was a bit strange.
If he hadn’t deliberately controlled the temperature, Iron Man would have been cooked by now.
But to be honest, Tony’s unexpected behavior also won him a little respect.
"Forget it, this is also in the plan anyway."
Lu Cheng tapped the table lightly with his fingers, touched his chin, and gave a few instructions to the King of Bronze and Fire.
Boom boom——
As the distance to the wormhole got closer and closer, the temperature got higher and higher.
Even if Mark VII was known for its strong defense, it couldn’t stand it now.
The paint on the armor peeled off first, and then the outermost metal…
The heat and burning sensation made Tony dizzy, and he almost subconsciously let go of his hand.
But thinking of the tens of millions of New Yorkers below, he gritted his teeth and continued to hold on.
"Human."
At this time, the taciturn young man in white suddenly spoke.
Tony opened his eyes in a daze, and then he found that the terrifying enemy who had been surrounded by flames was actually a young boy with a childish face.
He looked younger than Peter, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a small face, light eyebrows, and a pair of black and evenly symmetrical eyes, unexpectedly clear and calm.
"You are the King of Bronze and Fire?!!"
Tony’s voice was very surprised.
In his imagination, the King of Bronze and Fire should be a hideous monster, or a dragon that eats people without blinking, not the guy in front of him who looks like a boy next door.
"My name is Constantine, and the King of Bronze and Fire is my brother."
The boy’s voice was very clear.
"You have a brother?!!"
Hearing this, Tony’s originally drowsy head became a little clearer.
"Yes."
The boy nodded, with some expectation in his eyes, "I can see that you should be a good person, so… if you promise to help me find my brother, I will help you kill those aliens, how about it?"
"……"
Hearing this, Tony was silent for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, "Okay, you help me destroy the Chitauri army, and I will help you find your brother. This is Tony Stark’s promise, and I will never break it."
"Pin."
The boy stretched out his hand.
"Uh…"
Tony showed a strange look.
He suddenly realized that the boy in front of him was not a terrible dragon at all, but a particularly simple human boy.
"Okay, pinky!"
This time, Tony’s attitude became much more serious.
The little fingers of the two touched each other.
The scorching flames immediately went out.
"Human, keep your word."
The boy put his hand on the damaged steel armor, and in an instant, under Tony’s stunned eyes, the originally damaged armor was reshaped and reorganized, becoming brand new.
[Tony Stark’s exclamation point +2378]
"Go ahead."
Pushing Tony away, the boy spread his iron-gray dragon wings, like a monarch, quietly gazing at the dense Chitauri army and the dark and deep universe at the other end of the space-time wormhole.
…..spoon.
