Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"Stark, hang in there."

"Dude, you probably don't know why I, Stark, am known as the richest man in the world. It's because I'm the best scientist."

"Try out my latest secret weapon, this is my ultimate secret weapon."

Stark immediately increased the distance, looking down at the cursed warrior from high above.

Why would Stark, a long-range specialist, engage in hand-to-hand combat with this massive body? This isn't his greatest strength.

"This is an era of wisdom, where the wise reign supreme."

Stark's weapon bays opened; he, Stark, had no shortage of ammunition. It wasn't that he was being modest; this was truly astounding.

Power, you know.

It's in no way inferior to a nuclear bomb!

Smoke and dust billowed.

With such overwhelming bombardment, he couldn't believe the monster could survive. "Hahahaha, this is the true power of Stark!"

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perfect.

knock off!

There is no problem in the world that Stark cannot solve; if there is, it means Stark has not yet revealed his ultimate weapon.

Stark, the epitome of cool, is flawless!

Stark, in a moment of self-admiration, struck an elegant, dashing, and sophisticated pose, as if he could already hear the admiring cheers of the soldiers.

He is the brightest star on this stage.

no way.

His low profile cannot hide his strength.

however--

Stark didn't see envious or admiring glances, nor cheers, but rather expressions of terror on everyone's faces.

“Stark, watch out.”

"not good!"

Stark's expression changed drastically, and he was about to activate the thrusters.

But the terrifying force that suddenly came made him dizzy.

Stark felt his ankles being gripped by the cursed warrior's powerful hands, and he was being lifted up.

The bricks and stones shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly.

It was an imposing figure, but what horrified Stark most was the astonishing scene: the Hulk charging towards them.

Disappeared out of thin air.

He didn't even react.

……

The densely packed dark elf warriors roared with excitement, followed by massive warships, each one resembling a colossal monster, sweeping away everything in its path.

Earth is about to face its greatest catastrophe.

Those dark warriors are vengeful spirits that crawled out of the darkness; they want revenge and want darkness to shroud the world.

Darkness is their only refuge.

That was an endless army of dark elves, a sight to behold, inspiring fear and dread.

"Kill."

“Kill the king of those superheroes and twist his head off to use as a chamber pot.”

"Hahahaha, you ant-like humans."

"Who are they?"

……

Even the incredibly cool Stark was somewhat intimidated by such a display. Even though his legs were trembling with fear...

We still have to stick our necks out.

He, Stark, is a national superhero, a true man among superheroes.

Never give up.

Even with his last bullet left, Stark, dragging his tattered Mark armor, was determined to keep up the act.

"Jarvis."

"Yes, sir, we have analyzed the opponent's weakness, which is their core drive. As long as we destroy their drive, everything will be reduced to zero."

Jarvis said.

Stark felt a chill run down his spine.

Nima.

He's not a robot, so how could he have a core drive?

However, it seems that some kind of energy is supporting this cursed warrior, and his heart may be his weakest point.

"Turn the engine up to maximum output."

Stark prepared for a desperate battle, striking his most dashing pose. Meanwhile, the number of dark elf warriors in his field of vision grew exponentially, spreading like a virus.

kill.

blood.

Scream.

Crying and screaming.

……

As far as the eye could see, it looked like the end of the world.

The streets were littered with ruins, wrecked cars, houses that had fallen over, and corpses lying in disarray.

At this moment, all attention was focused on Stark.

Out of the corner of Natasha's eye, she saw that Stark was ready for the final battle, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

"Go Stark!"

In the distance, flashing lights approached—countless Mark armored vehicles; Stark's Mark armored legion made its reappearance once more.

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this moment.

Stark is still proud.

Faced with such an overwhelming army of dark elves, neither Captain America Steve nor the Incredible Hulk could fight off the pack of wolves.

And he, Stark.

His Mark Legion, however, was invincible.

Rumble, rumble—.

A large group of dark elf warriors were blasted away, and they all looked up at the huge group of Mark's Legion with incredulous expressions.

Shocking, isn't it!

Utterly shocked.

He, Stark, wanted to awe everyone with his imposing presence.

Explosions rang out continuously, and after each wave of attacks, the corpses of dark elf soldiers, blackened to a crisp, lay everywhere.

However, such a large-scale massacre did not deter the bloodthirsty dark elf warriors; on the contrary, they fought with increasing ferocity.

The dark elf warriors stared with crimson eyes, unafraid of death.

His whole body was covered in blood.

Keep charging forward.

Meanwhile, Captain America Steve, Hulk, and Black Widow Natasha's strength gradually waned, especially Black Widow Natasha, whose chest heaved violently.

He then plunged the dagger into the temple of a dark elf warrior.

"This can't go on, Stark. Do you have any trump cards up your sleeve? Show them to us now, or it'll be too late."

Natasha spoke into the communication channel, panting heavily.

Stark's face turned green. He had already revealed all his secrets, so how could he possibly have any trump cards or ultimate moves left?

If he did have it, would he still hide it?

……

While Natasha and her companions fought a bloody battle, music flowed quietly in an elegant bar.

Comfortable.

Quiet.

Angel Yan was still sitting in her usual spot, a window seat, wearing a dress that Lin Yan had given her.

She wore a romantic bohemian-style long dress in a dazzling red color. The skirt was layered with openwork patterns, and the bright and delicate tassels fluttered around her ankles.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like pools of clear water. With each glance, she possessed an elegant and refined air that captivated all who beheld her, making them feel inferior and unworthy of her presence. Yet, within that aloof and lively spirit lay a captivating charm that could not help but enthrall the soul.

Her complexion was as clear and lustrous as jade, like a new moon with a halo, like snow piled on flowering trees. Her beauty was captivating, her demeanor serene and composed, her charm alluring, and her words delicate and graceful. Her beauty was beyond compare.

Angel Yan is a sight to behold whenever she sits there.

"coffee."

Qi Lin handed Lin Yan a cup of coffee, which she had freshly ground herself. Recently, Qi Lin's cooking skills have improved considerably, and she has also started researching coffee.

This is said to be Geisha coffee from the Emerald Estate in Panama.

With a price of nearly a thousand US dollars per kilogram, this coffee bean is extremely rare and highly sought after, making it a must-try for coffee lovers.

Of course, these coffee beans were all sent by Stark.

"tasty."

Coffee brewed from these beans has a fresh grassy aroma, peach and berry notes, and a unique milky sweetness reminiscent of oolong tea, which is not found in most coffee beans.

He lazily watched the TV series.

But then a news report was interrupted.

That was Stark fighting the cursed warriors, and Lin Yan only glanced at it; he wasn't exactly a nice guy.

At that moment, a holographic image appeared before Lin Yan's eyes.

That was the somewhat disheveled figure of Loki. As expected of the Third Princess, there was a hint of sorrow between his brows after not seeing him for a few days.

"My divine flame..."

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"My divine flame..."

Loki looked particularly disheveled. Even though he was the cunning god of Asgard, he would never dare to act recklessly in front of Lin Yan.

His soul has already submitted to this supreme god.

Loki knelt down devoutly.

He realized his weakness once again. If Lin Yan hadn't helped him, could he have become the king of Asgard?