Super God: If I punch you, you will die

He struggled to his feet from the ruins.

"I told you, you would fail in the end."

Ultron's voice was cold as he opened his weapons bay, and a missile shot toward Stark in a perfect arc.

boom--

Stark was knocked over once again, while the Mark armor endured immense destructive force. One defeat led to further defeats.

"Mark's armor is 50% damaged."

"The left shoulder armory is 75% damaged."

"Right leg..."

As if he had been run over by a heavy tank, Stark felt as if his entire body was broken and his bones were snapped, with pain spreading uncontrollably.

"That's good, but I think I should leave too."

Ultron looked down at Stark, who was also covered in wounds. In the distance, a flash of light appeared on the horizon.

The Iron Legion has come to provide support.

"The next time we meet, you'll see a completely new Ultron... I can't wait."

Say it.

Ultron transformed into a beam of light and vanished instantly.

Inside a spacious, sturdy, and elegant building with a strong exotic style.

Inside the Office of the President.

The atmosphere was tense, and everyone's face was solemn, especially the man sitting in the most conspicuous position, who seemed completely at a loss.

That was President Edward.

"Mr. President, the situation is completely out of control. Our troops are unable to suppress these armored warriors, they..."

Boom——

Another explosion rang out.

President Edward sat up abruptly. The communication had been cut off. He clenched his fists and stared at the disconnected communication screen.

Flashes of light kept flashing through my mind, images coming from ahead.

Production lines across the country were hijacked, and Ultron used them to produce a staggering number of Iron Man suits.

The combat power of an Iron Man suit should not be underestimated.

Once it reaches a certain scale.

Destroying a country is easy.

“Mr. President, all of this is Stark’s fault. He’s a scheming guy…” someone said, trying to sow discord.

He had been bullied by Stark before, but now a smug look appeared in his eyes—this was the look of a petty person who had succeeded.

"Whether it's Hammer Industries, Exxon Industries, or DaimlerChrysler Military Industries sending troops to stop them from continuing to produce steel suits."

President Edward gave the order.

Everyone stared at President Edward with bated breath, the severity of the situation far exceeding their expectations and developing in an even more unpredictable direction.

A woman with a good figure rushed into the office. Generally speaking, such an important meeting is not allowed unless there is an emergency.

This is President Edward's secretary.

She whispered in President Edward's ear about an even more pressing emergency: "There's chaos in New Mexico, and the military can't quell it. We're requesting backup."

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"Contact S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately, without delay!"

New Mexico is located next to the border, and if it gets out of control there, it will endanger national security, President Edward gave a stern order.

Meanwhile, inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

Nick Fury, his brow furrowed in a grim expression, contacted Iron Man Stark the moment he received the order.

Stark's facial wounds had been treated, and he revealed a calm and confident smile. As long as he remained steadfast in his beliefs, he would always be the king of cool.

“I have developed a new artificial intelligence that surpasses Jarvis. It will replace Jarvis in his work. Leave this to me, and I will definitely complete it perfectly.”

Stark cleared his throat and straightened his back.

Meanwhile, Black Widow Natasha had also woken up from her 'nightmare,' and the others gathered around.

Captain America, Steve Rogers, shrugged.

"I don't think he's America's number one playboy, but rather the number one trash talker."

"Agree."

Thor grinned.

Patton had a wound on his face and was in a sorry state.

"This is the latest Mark armor."

Stark boasted, but the others didn't seem to care. Stark straightened his chest and summoned Friday.

"On Friday, calculate the best route immediately; we're heading to New Mexico."

"Yes, sir."

Friday is Tony Stark's latest AI, which even surpasses Jarvis's processing power, and its other functions have also been comprehensively improved.

This will be a completely new super artificial intelligence.

New Mexico suburbs.

boom--

A beam of light, like that of a loving mother, shot out from its head. Its entire body was constructed of indestructible metal, covered in steel spikes, each one grotesque and terrifying. Flames seemed to burn within its body as it, in the guise of Trikula, wreaked havoc on the streets.

"Attack! Attack!"

Those were soldiers who were suffering a crushing defeat.

Their firepower was simply insufficient to sustain the attack.

It couldn't cause any damage to this steel monster at all.

Bullets rained down like a storm.

The bullets, however, could not penetrate the metal casing, and did not even leave a small crater.

Shila-

A building was cut off; the destructive power was astonishing.

"No, we can't stop this monster at all."

"It's practically indestructible."

"Request backup immediately! Backup!!!"

Terror was spreading slowly. The soldiers were filled with despair, their faces covered in dust and dirt, and they were in a sorry state.

Death threatens them at every moment.

Everyone witnessed the deaths of their comrades, their deaths gruesome. Some were even left without a trace, dying far from home.

Just then, a voice rang out from afar.

“Stop your destruction. I, Tony Stark, will never allow you to kill innocent people like this.” Stark struck a cool pose in mid-air.

Both hands are vertical.

On both sides of the legs.

Hovering in mid-air.

Behind him were several Iron Man suits, posing in a way that was both laughable and pathetic, with each suit carrying a person on its back.

Patton, Captain America Steve Rogers, Natasha.

"It's the Destroyer!"

"Thor shouted."

"The Destroyer is the ultimate weapon of Odin, the king of the gods."

If it were the Destroyer, even these superheroes would likely struggle to deal with it. Since it's a product of Asgard, Thor has no choice but to step in.

A figure flashed through Natasha's mind. She shrugged. "Ultimate weapon? Can this Destroyer compare to Lin Yan? It's probably not even worth a toe of the Flame God."

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"I don't deny it."

Stark's smile was somewhat forced; the thought of Lin Yan sent chills down his spine. Lin Yan was the only person he, Iron Man Stark, couldn't afford to offend.

Made from Asgardian Uru metal, it is virtually indestructible and capable of destroying all known matter. The Destroyer is an armored robot that can be autonomously or manually controlled, powered by Odin and other Earth gods. Its face can emit a continuous beam of extremely high temperature, capable of melting almost any substance. It can also transform.

It can be controlled autonomously or by humans.

Thor clenched his teeth, his heart filled with rage. Why had the Destroyer appeared here?

"No, the Destroyer you're talking about is controlled by Ultron."

he.

Stark said smugly.

Such petty tricks couldn't fool his sharp eyes.

"Stop your foolish actions immediately, Ultron, or I guarantee you'll turn into a pile of scrap metal and become my scrap."

"Be careful."

Nayasha exclaimed.

boom--

The Destroyer moved with incredible speed, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and his massive fist slammed directly into Iron Man's chest.

A loud bang!

He was sent flying backwards completely out of control.

A violent force surged through his body like a torrent, causing his bones to feel almost broken and his vision to shift wildly.

Then, with a loud bang, Stark crashed into a distant building like a cannonball, instantly collapsing half of the house, much to everyone's horror.

"Hulk strikes."

"Roar."

Banner has transformed into the Hulk, and he roars to the sky.

Its enormous body was like a heavy tank, crushing the ground beneath its feet like crunchy biscuits as Hulk charged toward the Destroyer.

boom--

They collided.

Deafening.

A visible shockwave swept in all directions, accompanied by a fierce wind. Everyone else felt the powerful shockwave, and Natasha even lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Natasha frowned, gazing into the distance.

I was taken aback.

This Destroyer's power is astonishing, even surpassing that of the Hulk.

Stark, of course, wouldn't allow anyone to steal his thunder, so he immediately ordered, "Start the analysis on Friday and find the Destroyer's weaknesses."

"Analysis in progress... Analysis complete..."

“The neck is the weak point.”