He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

The few unopened premium gashapon capsules sat quietly on the tray at the counter, gleaming peacefully in the warm light of the gashapon shop.

Fury reached out, just about to touch the top one.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

Jarvis's emergency signal pierced through the entire hall.

"Sir, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s global monitoring network has triggered its highest alert level. The target originates from the orbital layer."

"A large-scale spatiotemporal folding signal has been detected in the central atrium orbital layer, exceeding the current counter limit. The system is being recalibrated."

"How much is it beyond the limit?" Tony's eyes darkened.

"After 99,999, the system chose to stop counting."

Fury's hand froze on the spot before he quickly came to his senses.

"Li Ang, could you show everyone what's going on outside?"

Li Ang put down the cup in his hand and drew an arc in the air with his right index finger.

In the very center of the hall, a circular spatial projection burst forth from nothingness.

The live feed above the atrium was displayed before everyone's eyes.

The hall was silent for almost two seconds.

Above the Earth, on the other side of the boundary between day and night.

The curtain of the sky has been torn.

From the horizon to the sky, countless warships emerged from the sky.

That wasn't a fleet; it was a massive, overwhelming wave of black iron.

Tens of thousands of Comcon variant warships pressed down the orbital layer in a wedge formation, their sheer size almost blocking out all the starlight in the night sky.

The colors are uniformly dark steel, but the ship designs vary.

There are long, slender interceptor ships, dome-shaped artillery platforms, and troop transport mother ships connected in rows.

Each ship was slowly and steadily pressing into the atmosphere.

Plasma halos generated by atmospheric friction extended from the bow to the wings, turning the entire sky into an unsettling dark orange.

"Damn it!"

Fury cursed loudly, his face turning ashen.

The one-eyed man stared intently at the light screen, the veins on the back of his hand, which was leaning on his cane, bulging.

"Leon." Thor gripped the Twin Blades of Chaos tightly, the chains groaning softly, and spoke loudly, "This is the Dynasty of Kang?"

"At least a million variant Kang, plus the corresponding fleet configuration." Leon leaned back in his chair, his tone casual. "How about it, Thor? Enough for you to handle?"

Thor paused for a moment, then tucked the Blades of Chaos into his belt and patted Loki on the shoulder.

Snapped!

Loki slapped his hand away.

"Brother, we..."

"I know." Loki straightened his collar and looked at the image on the projection screen; the Golden Requiem stood silently behind him. "Let's go."

"etc."

Tony didn't move. He stared at the fleet on the projection screen, something racing through his mind.

"With the current fleet density, if a battle were to break out within the atmosphere..."

Harry had already pulled up a real-time damage model on the holographic screen: "The damage radius to surface structures will cover the entire Northern Hemisphere, and civilian casualties..."

"And there is no upper limit."

Tony continued, emphasizing the last two words.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over every face in the hall, his voice a full decibel faster than before.

"If those ships opened fire inside the atmosphere, Earth would become another Sokovia."

Before he could finish speaking, Vision had already taken a step forward.

The four Infinity Stones flowed slowly within him, and the light emanating from his chest was steady and profound, like an eternal star that would never be extinguished.

"I'm already working on it," Vision said calmly.

"The cost of forcibly capturing and displacing the entire fleet's space is expected to rise to 54%, making a second large-scale distortion impossible in the short term."

"But it can be done," Tony said, not asking, but confirming.

"Can."

"Vision." Tony braced himself against the counter again.

"I am here."

"It's not just about moving the fleet; it's about taking us with it and shifting the battlefield elsewhere."

"Go to a lifeless planet, the farther the better, the more desolate the better."

Vision looked at him quietly and nodded.

"Find the nearest barren planet, with no life and detectable inhabitants, and with gravity within acceptable limits. Quickly."

Tony looked up and gave the order to Jarvis.

"An abandoned rocky planet, derailed from its orbit, has been located. Codenamed Beth 7." Jarvis's voice was steady. "Coordinates have been transmitted to Mr. Vision's Mind Stone interface."

"Alright." Tony clapped his hands, looked around, and said, "Everyone, it's time to test our abilities!"

"Change..." Peter Parker paused for a moment, "Change to fighting in space?"

Do you have any better suggestions?

Peter shut his mouth.

Before leaving, Tony looked back; the gashapon capsules were still on the tray.

"Wait until I get back before you open it," he waved to Li Gang. "Leave it alone."

Peter shrank back behind him and followed the crowd out the door.

Vision stepped forward, and the light from all four gems shone simultaneously.

The Space Stone controls the twisted anchor point, the Power Stone provides the energy drive, the Mind Stone stabilizes the overall will field, and the Reality Stone is responsible for sealing off the disintegration of matter within the teleportation range.

Vision's face remained calm, but the metallic patterns on the surface of his armor began to vibrate slightly—a resonance produced when the power of the gems was operating at their limit.

Space bent under his will, like a thin sheet of paper pinched at both ends.

The entire fleet, along with the Avengers following closely behind, was engulfed in the distorted spatial folds.

"Grab whatever you can grab," Vision said softly.

The next second, it was as if the air in the entire hall was being gripped by a giant hand and then violently pulled away.

boom!

light.

Then came a strong feeling of weightlessness.

The night sky above the Earth suddenly became empty.

……

BET7.

Beneath my feet stretched a winding expanse of gray rock, and above me hung a murky, gray sky.

This abandoned planet is enveloped in a thin, almost non-existent atmosphere, where fierce winds whip up dust from the surface, creating a harsh howl.

There is no liquid water and no signs of life.

What was forcibly dragged to the low altitude of this planet was the entire Kangzhi Dynasty fleet.

A steel forest composed of tens of thousands of warships, the roar of their engines oppressively pressing down on the entire sky.

The lights burned silently in the murky air, completing their formation once again in this void.

"Jarvis, target recognition."

"A variant of the standard battle armor, with a higher density." Jarvis paused for a moment. "Sir, are you sure you want to make the first move?"

"I always strike first."

Armament Haki spread outwards from his right arm, coating the entire dark gold armor with an almost pitch-black halo.

The Amadam Spirit Stone suddenly blazed hot, the drive activated, and the drive on the breastplate hummed as it heated up.

Black hole particles surged from the surface of the symbiotic armor, wrapping around the arms and legs, while black vortex patterns converged towards the chest.

"Henshin!"

A shockwave, a mixture of dark red and black, spread outwards.

The sound of the driver was muffled and deep in this thin atmosphere, like a distant thunderclap.

Kamen Rider Stark Rune Black Hole Form!