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

Stephen Wolf was suspended in mid-air, the gravity of the three black holes tearing him almost to pieces.

Dark red blood seeped from the cracks in the armor, hovering in the air before being swept away by the gravitational field.

He heard the conversation coming from below.

"So, how do we wrap this up?" Quill chewed his gum and scratched the back of his head with the barrel of his gun. "I vote to bombard it with rocket artillery."

"That's too much of a waste of ammunition." Rocket perched on Groot's shoulder, setting up the heavy cannon. "It would be much easier to just have the tree spirit wrap him up like a dumpling and throw him into the black hole."

"I am Groot."

He said he had done this job before and that it didn't require much skill.

Stephen Wolf roared in his throat.

He is the captain of the Imperial Guard on Apokolips!

They followed Darkseid and conquered thousands of civilizations!

And these insects were actually discussing how to execute him.

"I suggest we send Spider-Man," Tony said thoughtfully from beneath his visor, hovering in the distance. "His Leopardton needs real-world data."

"Me?" Peter looked up, his eyes blinking a few times beneath the mask. "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Tony pointed to the disheveled figure in the air. "Use it as a target for practicing your slashing techniques."

target.

Stephen Wolf's pupils contracted.

How could the dignified captain of the Apokolips Guard be used as a target for a bunch of ants to practice on?

"You inferior beings!" Stephen Wolf roared with all his might, "Lord Darkseid will grind your planet to dust!"

No one ignored him.

Banner sat cross-legged on a distant rock, recovering his mental strength, without even raising his head.

Steve slung the vibranium shield back over his shoulder and found a flat rock to sit down and rest.

Diana sheathed her sword and wiped the sweat from her brow with her arm.

They are resting.

In his presence, amidst his roars, the group of people actually chose to rest on the spot.

This feeling of being ignored drove Stephen Wolf insane more than being beaten.

"No!" The last remaining Omega energy within him surged violently, and the crumbling core in his chest glowed a dark red light once more. "I will take you all down with me..."

hum.

Tony raised his right hand and flicked his fingers lightly.

The gravity of the three miniature black holes suddenly tripled.

Stephen Wolfe's newly gathered Omega energy was sucked away by the black hole before it could leave his body.

His body was stretched and twisted even more, and his bones made a creaking sound.

"If you behave yourself, I might let you leave with some dignity." Tony withdrew his hand, his tone calm. "If you keep making a fuss, I'll turn the gravity up to the maximum."

Stephen Wolf fell completely silent.

His body has been completely drained of energy.

The black hole not only bound his physical body, but also continuously devoured his life force.

He could feel his power draining away, and the light at the core of his chest growing dimmer.

"Alright, Peter." Tony turned to look at the sixty-meter-tall mech in the distance. "Your turn."

Peter took a deep breath and gripped the control handles tightly with both hands.

Leopold stepped forward, and the ground trembled.

A massive metal sword popped out from the mech's right arm, blue and white light patterns spreading along the blade, particularly dazzling in the dim light of Apokolips.

Stephen Wolfe looked up at the giant sword approaching him.

"Lord Darkseid..."

His voice became extremely weak.

"I... have let you down."

No one commented on his last words.

Peter piloted the mech and raised the giant sword, the blade gathering energy above his head, its blue and white light illuminating the surrounding hundreds of meters.

"I'm sorry," Peter whispered in the cockpit.

Then he swung his sword.

Cut horizontally.

The thirty-meter-long metal sword sliced ​​through the air at an astonishing speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in its arc of light.

Stephen Wolf didn't even have time to say another word.

The blade pierced his chest, neatly slicing the Omega core in half.

A dark red light burst forth from the crack, lasting for less than half a second before being completely swallowed by the three black holes.

Stephen Wolf's body remained suspended in the air for two seconds.

Then it split in two.

come down.

Darkseid's Royal Guard Captain, the third strongest fighter on Apokolips.

died.

He died by the sword of a seventeen-year-old boy.

He died in an atmosphere of casual conversation.

The three miniature black holes completed their final devouring, completely absorbing all of Stephen Wolf's remaining Omega energy.

The black hole slowly dissipated.

Silence returned to the wasteland of Apokolips.

"Data recording complete," Jarvis's voice rang out. "Stephen Wolf's core energy has been fully collected."

Peter slowly lowered the giant sword into the mech, his hands still trembling.

"Mr. Tony...I killed him."

"You've ended part of a war." Tony flew to the side of the mech's shoulder, his visor opening to reveal a weary yet earnest face. "This is the most important thing you've done today."

Peter fell silent.

"OK."

In the distance, the Parademons that had been charging toward the assault team in groups suddenly became disorganized.

They lost their way.

Some Parademons were spinning in place, some were tearing each other apart, and some were flying in completely opposite directions.

Graven is dead.

Stephen Wolf also died.

The two highest command nodes of the Apokolips Pyramid Army disappeared simultaneously, resulting in a severe communication disruption in the Parademons' swarm will.

"There really is someone in the Quanxing who understands swarm mechanics." Tony looked at the scan data. "Gong Qing said before that Parademons' cooperative combat relies on higher-level nodes to transmit commands."

"Without the nodes, they're just a bunch of headless flies."

"This is the best time to advance the pyramids."

Clark landed back on the ground, his blue flames subsided, and the star on his chest continued to rotate steadily.

"Break in before they reorganize."

Tony looked around.

Banner had already stood up, and the scorch marks on his brocade robe were automatically repairing themselves.

Steve raised his shield again, his red hair giving him a steady and powerful aura.

Diana drew her sword, her eyes sharp.

Rocket hoisted the heavy cannon onto his shoulder, Groot's arms were already tucked into the ground, and vines spread out in front of him to clear a path.

Loki yawned, and the Gold Experience Requiem was faintly visible behind him.

"Everyone." Tony's visor closed again, and his voice came through the communication channel to everyone's ears.

"The final step."

There was no unnecessary chatter among them.

His figure swept across the wasteland and rushed towards the pyramid's gate, which had lost its defensive energy.

The inside of the pyramid is darker than the outside.

An oppressive, dark red glow enveloped all the walls, giving one the illusion of walking into the digestive tract of some giant beast.

The Omega runes covered every inch of the wall, but most of them had gone out.

The consequences of Graven's overdraft of pyramid energy for his own enhancement are laid bare here.

"Dismantle the delivery device, then go home."