Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 371 Order and Chaos

As he spoke, Luca nudged Tony, gesturing for him to go through the portal first.

However, after hearing what Luca said, Tony, while walking forward, instinctively stretched out the fingernails of his right hand and grabbed at his heart.

"Sigh~"

After a soft inhale, Tony pulled out his finger without expression.

He then saw that the five bloody holes that had just been stabbed in his chest had completely healed in the blink of an eye, and apart from a small amount of bloodstains remaining on his shirt, there was no trace of injury left.

"God"

Luca, who had intended to hurl a few insults at Tony, immediately lost his temper after seeing Tony's nonchalant expression.

"Self-healing ability doesn't mean it won't hurt. You should take it easy."

To be honest, as Wolverine's brother, Sabretooth, who possesses a healing factor almost equal to Wolverine's, is far superior to man-made products like the Extremis virus in terms of both recovery speed and degree of recovery, just in terms of physical recovery alone.

To say that he is immortal would not be an exaggeration.

Even so, this does not mean that Tony is without danger on the dimensional battlefield.

Luca is now unsure whether giving his healing ability to Tony, a guy with strong self-destructive tendencies, is a good thing.

'Hopefully this guy won't keep using his self-healing ability to hurt himself and scare my berserker babies.'

After shaking his head in frustration, Luca ignored Tony's situation.

He simply pulled out a black three-sided eye patch, endured the sharp teeth on it that seemed to move like living things, put it on his eyes, and strode into the teleportation portal.

"Huh? Didn't you say you couldn't get there?"

Tony, who was looking down at his nails, was taken aback when he saw Luca walk directly into the portal to the dimensional battlefield. However, he quickly took two steps and followed.

Step through the portal in one stride.

The deafening shouts of battle and the roar of machinery immediately assaulted our ears.

Beneath the red and blue sky, endless battles unfold across this dimensional battlefield.

The first thing Tony saw was the sky, where air force units were constantly clashing and grinding together like millstones.

Hextech's flying drones, through continuous optimization on the battlefield, have evolved from the initial Razor drones into the incredibly streamlined, shuttle-shaped 'flying swords'.

Abandoning all unnecessary decorations and weapons, drones that rely solely on kinetic energy to rapidly traverse the air can accurately eliminate all enemies blocking their path while minimizing friendly fire.

Every moment, countless demon corpses rained down from the sky.

Even though Hell's air force has deployed a large number of massive dragons, the flying swords weaving through countless lasers and cannon fire will pierce them all into shreds in the blink of an eye.

Occasionally, a massive number of shuttles, under the precise control of intelligent AI, will even coalesce into large shuttles over ten meters long, rushing forward together and tearing open the entire sky with cracks that seem to have no end.

On the ground, the battle between the two sides was even more chaotic and brutal.

The swarms of orcs, as dense as worker ants, were all positioned at the very front of the battlefield.

No mobilization or guidance was needed. These berserkers, with just their iron fists, were enough to blast all the demons in front of them into blood and gore.

Whenever a massive lord-level demon tries to cross the line and break through the first line of defense formed by the berserkers, a dozen or so green-skinned berserkers, enhanced by Hulk's abilities, will roar and lead the charge.

Like ants swarming a city, they instantly covered these massive demons, some tens or even hundreds of meters tall.

Amidst the frantic pounding, a lord demon would be reduced to minced meat and rubble or simply collapse in the blink of an eye.

Then, these still-enthusiastic grey-skinned berserkers, led by their green-skinned leaders, would charge headlong into the surging demon army, fighting their way deeper into the fray.

On the more distant front lines, tanks fired incessantly, and mechanized units were piled high with spent shell casings.

When the intensity of the war escalated to this point, Luca's Hextech Legion seemed to have long since stopped caring about energy consumption.

Whether it's a dense cluster of missiles or a sweeping laser attack capable of instantly clearing a large area.

Any attack that can kill a demon is the most effective method of attack.

Among all these mechanized forces, the only ones that seem to still adhere to close combat as their primary means of attack are the humanoid mech units piloted by Battlefield Haro.

From giant mechs over twenty meters tall, even larger than Luca's own Boxer Gundam, to smaller units four or five meters tall, with slender and agile bodies.

Without exception, all of these humanoid mechs possess only one weapon: a high-frequency thermal axe.

As the division of labor on the battlefield became increasingly specialized, flight capabilities and fancy tactics were abandoned, and all unnecessary capabilities, such as long-range strikes, were transferred to tank and artillery units.

These humanoid mechs, completely encased in 'E-carbon', have allocated all their spare space to thick shock-absorbing armor and energy-powered drive modules.

For this reason, each of these humanoid mechs is a terrifying and highly efficient elite unit on the battlefield.

With just a single molten axe swung around, it completely ignored targets it couldn't reach. Wherever it passed, hordes of demons were torn to pieces, and any attack that landed on the mech became insignificant.

Even Tony, who was watching from the sidelines, felt that if he were piloting Veronica and trying to fight these killing machines in close combat, he would be torn to shreds instantly.

However, the visual shock that the dimensional battlefield brought to Tony was not limited to the utter chaos and seemingly endless fighting.

What caught his attention even more was the interior of the Hextech base right in front of him, which was only covered by an energy barrier.

Amidst the incessant roar of machinery.

Neatly arranged, a row of buildings of various colors stretching as far as the eye can see.

It was as if troops were constantly coming off an assembly line, like a tide or like dust, endlessly merging into the chaotic battlefield.

After jumping out of the biochemical furnace, the berserkers began to run wild.

Intelligent mechs marching in unison, various tanks with tracks rolling across the earth, bio-clones that look exactly alike and whose nutrient solution hasn't even dried completely before they line up to receive weapons, and drones rising into the air like raindrops.
These diverse assembly line troops, the moment they are produced, immediately line up in neat rows and step onto the battlefield to engage in fierce combat.

Order and chaos.

The two seemed to be divided by that base barrier.

It depicts a poignant and endless scene.

(End of this chapter)