Chapter 939 Stark's Despair

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At this time, Stark saw the vast and infinite starry sky again.

Once again, I vaguely saw the huge shadow hanging over the earth in the universe.

An extremely suppressed emotion flooded Stark's heart.

This incomparable power made Stark so desperate.

How can this technology exist, and how many years it will take the earth to develop and catch up.

But the only fortunate thing is that on the earth, there are a group of partners who can accompany him to protect the earth, with S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers.

But when he looked down from the huge oppressive shadow in the sky, he saw an even more terrifying scene.

A sense of despair suddenly jumped into Stark's heart, making Stark unable to believe everything in front of him.

On a class platform, lay dozens of familiar corpses.

Stark's hands trembled involuntarily as he thought about money and took two steps, but he didn't even notice that his footsteps were trembling slightly and softening.

On the platform, Hulk's huge body was still twitching, his originally angry face was frowning tightly, revealing the gloom of death, even his incomparably powerful physique, superhuman recovery speed .

But after seeing the four huge metal blades that penetrated above his back, the green blood flowing all over the ground, and even the countless wounds on his body, it can be seen that Hulk will die soon.

Lying on the ground, Natasha, who had lost her breath, still held the pistol he prepared for her in her hand, and the Taser electric shock plate on her arm flashed twice and completely extinguished.

Beside Natasha, sat a Patton wearing a battle vest.

Clint Barton didn't have any obvious wounds on his body, just the huge penetrating wound on his forehead, which made anyone look like he was dead.

However, he still held the bow and arrows in his hands, and at his feet was stepping on the corpse of a Chitauri warrior.

And on the other side, even the most arrogant son of the Asgardian god king, Thor, who is wearing silver armor, is lying on the ground lifelessly, with a few bloodstains on his head. .

The deadly place was the huge penetrating wound in his body, and the Thor's Hammer, Miao Ernir, which he cherished incomparably, also dropped to the side, stained with sewage and without the breath of an artifact.

At the bottom, there is a shield that has been split into two halves, and the broken silver corners make the shield no longer usable.

As for the body of Steve Rogers, it was lying under the shield, and the surface of the body wearing the battle suit did not seem to have any scars.

Even Stark could see that Rogers' chest was still slightly heaving.

Seeing this, Stark didn't have time to think about anything else. He took two quick steps, but his legs were weak.

But Stark didn't care about this, and reached out to Rogers' chest to test to see if Rogers could be saved.

Everything around is so unreasonable, but Stark has no doubts, because this is the most terrifying picture of Stark, and it is also the dream that he has had countless times.

Only this time, it was so real, and it was the first time that the bodies of several of them appeared.

But when Stark got close to Rogers, Rogers, who had a weak breath, suddenly burst out and grabbed Stark's arm.

A smear of dark red blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath staggered continuously, but his arm was scratched.

This action shocked Stark suddenly, and infinite sadness surged in his heart.

Rogers staggered, as if he was desperately trying to convey some news to Stark with his last breath.

"You... originally... could... save us!"

A word with no beginning and no end, but it became Rogers' last sentence.

And just now holding Stark's arm tightly, it is also powerless to hang down.

Stark's eyes were full of disbelief, remorse, and fear.

And all around, Rogers' voice came again, "Why don't you do your best? Why?"

Stark raised his doubts about life slowly amid Rogers' rebuke.

The scene that was originally nothingness has changed again.

This time, the perspective is like looking at the earth from a wormhole.

The surroundings were already filled with countless Qitarui battleships, Leviathan behemoths, more than tens of thousands.

Even above the earth in the distance, there was already a piece of artillery fire, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust, and the surging alien army rushed towards the earth.

However, the combat power that can resist them is all dead in front of their eyes.

When looking at the earth, I don't know how many cities have been destroyed, and I don't know how many human beings have been sacrificed, and they have been slaughtered by aliens without any resistance.

Tony's eyes were already full of bloodshots, and he wanted to rush forward, but only then did he realize that his steps were so weak and slow, and how small his strength was.

This sense of despair makes Stark want to fall directly. He can't protect the entire earth and human beings at all. He can't do it! !

Standing in the wormhole, watching the earth at an unknown distance, encountering powerful alien invasion and persecution.

Stark's spirit is surging wildly, and it is also constantly impacting everything around him. It seems that in Stark's abnormally quivering spirit, the surrounding is beginning to blur.

But when Stark was extremely desperate, he felt a familiar golden light behind him.

This ray of light brought a touch of calm and warmth to himself, and made his icy heart burst into a little warmth.

This is also the golden ray of light that he kept by his side in the darkest and most desperate moments.

There was finally a glimmer of hope in Stark's eyes, and a glimmer of hope emerged from the abyss of despair.

Immediately twist your body and look back.

Among the countless Qitarui Legion troops in the mountains and plains behind, stood a familiar figure glowing with golden light.

"Li... ou."

In Stark's weak voice, there was a faint voice that only he seemed to hear.

But the figure that glowed with golden light became clearer and clearer, and Stark's bloodshot eyes instantly became extremely red.

Although Leo was wearing a white robe, there were countless wounds on it.

Even though there was a little golden light on each wound, the blood had soaked through the whole clothes.

Facing him, Leo's face was pale, and dark red blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth and nose.

But even so, Leo still had that smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to reassure himself.

Behind Leo, a golden mask bloomed, which was being impacted by countless energies, and on the golden mask, the golden energy became thinner and thinner.

Behind Leo, there are countless ships charging Leo with energy.

But that golden light is getting weaker and weaker.

Leo also trembled suddenly, his body staggered, and he fell forward to the ground.

The golden mask dissipated, and Leo was instantly submerged under countless energy shocks.

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