Chapter 210 Ugh... (Part 1)

After the summer, the nights in New York began to get a little cool. When the clear sky during the day was shrouded by the night, the starry sky became extra bright. Between the twinkling stars, the brilliance of thousands of fleets, like a boiling tide, attacked the earth.

Steve put down his shield, he looked at the seemingly endless mechanical creations in the sky, and swallowed his saliva.

To be honest, he didn't expect Stark to be in this form. He thought that the magic reactor was at best just to make a large Iron Man.

The night sky of New York was gradually covered. The mechanical creations in the sky were denser than the layers of dark clouds when the storm was about to come. The shuttle-moving machines were like huge schools of fish, sweeping towards the battlefield.

When Peter jumped from the air, a flying machine flew past him in a rotation. He whispered: "This should be the 23rd generation, more flexible than before, and with less airflow..."

Countless shuttle-shaped robots passed by him, and Peter's hair was blown up by the airflow. He looked up and seemed to feel that Stark was watching here.

Peter stood on the roof of a tall building, the wind whistling around him. He stretched out his hand involuntarily, and the demon in the sky responded to his call. A storm of metal parts descended, and countless parts gathered from the sky.

Those parts surrounded Peter's spider suit and slowly covered his body. Peter was lifted up by them and flew into the air. With the "click" sound of the parts biting, pieces of armor flashed like fish scales. As the armor turned, the metal limbs behind him stretched out layer by layer, lifting Peter's body. When he stood up, a huge steel spider appeared in the sky above New York.

At the same time, Steve was also strengthened. The mechanical parts formed a huge hand cannon on his arm that was not holding the shield. Steve waved his hand, and a violent light wave shot at Riot's tentacles. The tentacles composed of dark energy were dispersed like waves. Steve shouted: "Effective attack! Keep going!"

Peter then jumped up, and the limbs flashing with magic luster cut through the dark curtain, and the fist covered with armor made Riot stagger.

The armor condensed on Spider-Man and Captain America came from Stark's magic reactor, so it could effectively kill the chaotic power of Riot, instead of being ineffective like the previous physical attacks.

Other heroes on the battlefield also received similar enhancements, and Stark's mechanical army began to become more and more flexible. Riot was almost defeated, and the chaotic power was suppressed to a range of about ten meters around him.

As the wind became more urgent, a huge white figure appeared in the sky above the earth, but it was not Iron Man, or it was an aggregate of countless steel demons.

Countless fortress-like mechanical nests filled the entire night sky. With the roar of machinery, endless mechanical creations emerged from the fortress nests, forming a huge white demon.

It was no longer an individual mecha, but an aggregate composed of thousands of machine groups. Even with Peter's eyesight, he could not fully see the process of self-replication, production and transformation of those machines.

When Stark's wisdom was materialized into reality by magic, people could intuitively feel the great power generated by the endless wisdom. When he was finally no longer confined to the fragile human body and his mind was infinitely liberated, Stark saw the truth of the multiverse.

He saw that the universe in front of him turned into colorful glass beads, rolling on the ground, and each glass bead contained countless tiny single universes.

He could even see that he in those universes was thinking in front of the experimental table, or flying over New York in a mecha. Their lives, destinies and endings turned into streams of light and were stored in the steel aggregation consciousness.

This vision only lasted for a short moment. Stark felt that the speed of magic energy consumption in his chest was beyond imagination, which made him have to suppress his curiosity and look back to the earth.

With the return of Stark's thinking, the fleet no longer blindly spread infinitely, but was replaced by human design, screening, and upgrading. Countless mechanical fortresses were merged and assembled. On the mechanical production line, the sub-bodies of various fleets completed several iterations in just a few seconds.

Nick Fury walked out of the SHIELD office and looked up at the sky. He couldn't help but curse, because the earth had been completely covered by Stark's mechanical army.

In the Asgard Palace, Loki stood beside Odin, and Strange stood beside the Ancient One. When the roar of the machinery resounded through Asgard, the voice of Seratok came from the red vortex: "He has been upgraded... and became... the only one..."

Nothing that happened in the nine kingdoms could be hidden from the eyes of the father of the gods. Odin saw Stark descending in the posture of the Iron Demon God and felt his power to break through the barrier of the single universe at that moment.

Mephisto also said: "...Is that the deposit we submitted before?"

"Humans are indeed a race with unlimited potential. They can actually use this power to break through the barriers of the universe and upgrade themselves to the only one..."

At this time, the cosmic demons in the Asgard were all worried. Obviously, they did not expect that humans really had the power to face Knull, which calmed down many demons who were ready to move.

"Okay..." Ancient One's slightly indifferent voice sounded. He looked back at Strange and then said, "Everyone, take your positions."

Streams of light of different colors flew out of Asgard's Asgard, entered different dimensions, and then began to absorb the surging cosmic chaotic power into their bodies.

Ancient One and Odin both chose a good position for themselves. Everything went very smoothly at the beginning. Just as they expected, Knull began to continuously transfer his power through the opened channel in order to control the riot.

But soon, the development of things was beyond everyone's expectations.

In the sky above Greenwich Village, Peter and Riot were colliding with each other. At this time, he heard a familiar voice: "Good evening."

Peter turned around and looked at Schiller, and said in surprise: "Doctor, why are you here? This is very dangerous!"

"It's okay, I just came to take a look."

Peter was about to speak when the huge Dr. Lizard jumped over and said to Peter: "You go and cooperate with the flaming skull, and leave this to me."

Peter looked at Schiller with some concern, but seeing his calm expression, he left.

Schiller said to the gray fog in his heart: "Is this distance enough? Can he find you?"

"It needs to be closer."

So, Schiller flashed to a building closer to Riot, and the whole person was shrouded in the chaotic power around Riot.

Steve, who was on the roof of a slightly farther building, was using a shield to fight back the dancing tentacles. At this moment, he saw the Riot in the air suddenly stiffen.

Then, layers of black tides surged out, Riot roared, and he went crazy.

The countless tentacles, wrapped in a strong dark power, began to sweep across without scruples. The buildings in his area were all disintegrated into powder by the power.

Schiller had turned into a ball of gray mist, floating very close to Riot, but perhaps because it was too close, Riot went crazy for a long time before finding that what he was looking for was right under his feet.

When Riot cast his eyes over, Schiller suddenly disappeared. Riot was stunned, and Nar, who was controlling Riot to invade the earth on the distant Klinta star, was also stunned.

Suddenly, Schiller appeared from another direction again. Riot turned around and found that Schiller waved to him. In the deep space of the universe, Nar's angry roar came. He thought the bug was playing tricks on him.

Nar certainly recognized the gray mist on Schiller's body. It was the special symbiote that suddenly disappeared. It was the fruit of his hard work during his imprisonment for thousands of years and his hope to break out of the cage.

Riot reached out and slapped him, but just as his palm with the power of chaos fell, Schiller disappeared again.

The signal from the special symbiote made Nar more and more impatient. What he wanted was right under his nose, and he could grab it with just a wave of his hand. But Riot tried several times. Whether he attacked with his body or swept with his tentacles, Schiller always appeared, disappeared, and reappeared again. These attacks could not cause him any harm.

Nar was surprisingly angry. His brain filled with chaos made him unable to think. The current situation was caused by his adding special abilities to the gray fog.

Nar created the gray fog for the purpose of escaping prison. The reason why he chose the form of fog was to give this symbiote excellent speed and the characteristics that could not be attacked by the enemy.

As a result, now he himself could not attack this symbiote.

If Nar's body came now, he could also attack with the Black Death Sword. This sword is the weakness of all symbiotes and can effectively kill them.

But now, Nar is still trapped in the depths of Klintar. He is like a player who controls a game character with a controller. Even if his real body is a fighting champion and a swordsman, it does not affect his inability to catch a small bug on the screen.

At this time, Stark, the mechanical deity, also began to move. Countless fleets of machines entered the sky above the earth one after another. The mechanical fortress shining with magic light was overloaded. The huge mechanical army beyond anyone's imagination was like an endless zerg, wrapping up the riot.

Perhaps influenced by Schiller's suggestion, the Iron Devil Stark is not a complete individual, but a collective consciousness composed of countless fleets. This gives him a super-dimensional perspective, which can be accurate to every component, and can also lead the mechanical army as a mother nest consciousness.

For the chaos riot controlled by Nar, the machinery seems to have no effect. The initial situation is indeed like this. The fleet that first approached the chaos was soon corroded by the power of chaos, and the parts began to age and decay rapidly, but only the second batch of fleets behind them had chaos tolerance.

The third group of machines targeted the tentacles and increased their speed. They were able to flexibly shuttle between the waving tentacles and directly rushed to Riot's face to explode. The fourth group of machines extended the characteristics of freezing. Although they could not affect the chaotic power, they triggered freezing explosions through hundreds of machines, making it almost impossible for Riot to move.

After several tentative attacks, the real mechanical frenzy came. Riot faced an all-round and no-dead-angle attack. The machines of various shapes were like a huge mouth of the abyss, wrapping up Riot and his dark energy.

After the demons took action, Nar found that his power to control Riot was getting weaker and weaker, while the Iron Demon Stark was getting stronger and stronger.

But the thing Nar wanted to find was close at hand. He began to become more and more impatient. Anxiety and irritability ignited his chaotic creature nature, and he began to output power to the earth regardless of everything.

When Nar's anger rose further, Schiller regained his human form and evacuated to a slightly farther place.

Then, he opened the chat system, scrolled down without hesitation, found Nar's avatar, clicked on the chat interface, and after confirming the connection, Nar, who was far away on the Andromeda planet Klinta, heard the familiar voice:

"Hello, are you there? Nataru."