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Chapter 1797 Tony: The Smurfs? The Popsicle?
The viscosity of the deep sea and the weight of the body are like the strongest shackles.

He was like a giant carrying the entire world on his back, struggling to rise from the mud.

Each exertion was accompanied by the mournful cry of his bones and the reopening of his wounds. Blue blood, like the tears of his burning life candle, dripped incessantly.

One step... just one step!
It was so heavy that the entire seabed trembled!

Just then, several beams of light, disturbed by the powerful thrusters, pierced the darkness above.

It's Tony Stark's Iron Legion!
Although most of the mass-produced suits were crushed into scrap metal the moment they shattered at the deep-sea base by the sudden surge of water pressure, enough to crush a main battle tank, Tony was clearly prepared.

These special models' armor, skeletons, and key components utilize secondary kryptonite alloys supplied by Changwei, whose incredible compressive strength allows them to survive in extreme environments that even deep-sea submarines struggle to reach.

At this moment, Tony and Jarvis are remotely controlling these precious "deep-sea divers" to search for survivors in the raging deep sea.

Before Tony's eyes were multiple violently shaking HUD (Head-Up Display) images. Every surviving Deepsea Submariner was experiencing a hellish voyage.

Below, each charge and each breath of energy from that unimaginable three-headed behemoth was like a nuclear bomb with tens of millions of tons of yield detonating in a sealed abyss.

The violent energy shockwaves were faithfully transmitted and amplified by the extremely dense seawater, forming countless deadly turbulences and all-consuming whirlpools.

The immense propulsion of the Iron Man suit is as insignificant as a leaf in a storm in the face of this natural force, making it extremely difficult to control and prone to going out of control at any moment.

"The price is too high..."

Tony gritted his teeth, watching as another Deepsea Submariner was swept away by a sudden, high-speed undercurrent carrying rubble and metal fragments on the monitor screen, the signal disappearing completely after a few flashes.

"Seventh station! Jarvis, what about the target signal? Does Natasha's 'Black Widow's Nest' (escape pod codename) still have a signal?"

"The emergency beacon signal from the target escape pod 'Black Widow's Nest' is extremely weak and its position continues to shift downwards, suggesting it has been caught in a downdraft. Sir, the signal source has been relocked, but it is located on the edge of the energy impact core area, in an extremely harsh environment. The remaining three 'Deepsea Diver' units are attempting to break through the turbulence barrier. We recommend adopting the 'Sea Serpent' evasion mode, sacrificing some speed for stability."

"Approved! Charge in!"

Tony's voice was resolute. He had paid the price of seven priceless, one-of-a-kind prototypes to finally penetrate the turbulent waters and reach the vicinity of the faint signal source, which was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

However, what Tony saw through the violently shaking, interference-ridden camera wasn't the twisted and deformed wreckage of the escape pod he had expected, but rather a scene that was truly soul-crushing:

A giant!
A giant nearly four meters tall, covered in thick muscles that looked like they were sculpted from sapphires!
With his back to the searchlight beam, his broad back, as steep as an underwater cliff, was firmly and tightly supporting a silver-gray spherical escape pod about three meters in diameter, in an almost frozen posture. That was Natasha's "Black Widow's Nest"!
The giant's legs were stuck deep in the mud, his knees trembling violently from the unimaginable pressure, and each muscle contraction was accompanied by the seepage of blue blood.

He was not standing still; rather, he was using all his strength to resist the downward drag of the entire abyss, trying to lift the heavy metal sphere upward!

The escape pod's outer shell was covered with dents from impacts and compressions, but under the giant's protection, the main structure miraculously remained intact.

"God..."

Tony gasped, his voice caught in his throat.

The searchlight beam swept across the giant's profile. Despite the blue skin covering it and the bulging muscles that distorted its features, certain resolute lines and that familiar angle of its jawline remained...

“A…blue Hulk? No…wait…” “Sir,”

Jarvis's voice rang out calmly and efficiently, rapidly processing the scan data.

"Emergency scan of the blue life form below... Facial bone structure feature comparison... 92.7% match. High confidence target is Captain Steve Rogers. Unknown high-energy reaction and severe physiological trauma detected within its body."

It then added more urgent information: "At the same time, a critical alarm was detected in Ms. Natasha's escape pod life support system—the internal oxygen reserves have dropped to a critical level and are about to run out."

Tony didn't have time to think about why that annoying blue soldier had turned into the Hulk.

The most important thing now is to save lives.

"Jarvis, act immediately!"

Tony had Jarvis's Iron Man suit handle the traction of Natasha's escape pod, then he carefully watched Steve's reaction.

Tony's concerns were not unfounded.

Dr. Banner's Hulk form was initially extremely violent and uncontrollable.

The blue giant Steve Rogers in front of us is doing heroic things, but who can guarantee that after Tony intervenes, his consciousness, which is being eroded by pain and unknown energy, won't see the rescue as a threat?

Almost at the same instant the traction took effect, the blue giant—Steve—suddenly jolted!
He let out a deep, guttural growl, like the song of a whale in the deep sea, and the muscles in his neck tensed like steel cables as he abruptly raised his head!

The beam of the searchlight clearly illuminated his face.

Tony's heart skipped a beat.

It was a face whose resolute features, still discernible beneath the blue skin, belonged to Steve Rogers.

"Jarvis! Immediately connect to the external communication system of the escape pod! Maximum power! Use my voice! Quickly!"

A series of crackling electrical noises followed, and then Tony's highly recognizable voice, transmitted through a specially designed sound wave conduction system, penetrated the thick layer of water and reached the sea near Steve:

"Hey! Can you hear me, Smurf? Big guy! It's me! Tony! Tony Stark!"

Tony tried to make his voice sound more relaxed, but the urgency in it couldn't be completely hidden.

"Listen! We mean no harm! We're here to help you! Natasha! Natasha is running out of oxygen in the capsule! We have to get her up there! Understand? Hand her over to us! Hand her over to us to take her up there!"

“Steve…”

Tony's voice, coming through the speaker, was lower and carried an unprecedented solemnity.

“I knew it was you. Hang in there, old popsicle. Hand Natasha over to us. It’s the only way to save her. Trust me.”

(End of this chapter)