I Am In Marvel

The basement of an antique villa in the outskirts of New York.

What is that?! Little man?

Concentrate all the firepower to attack!

We need to retreat immediately, or emergency reinforcements!

His speed is too fast, the guide is difficult to lock...

From the contact line of the armed helicopters that dispatched the team, the voices sent back from dozens of kilometers were messed up. The vague words of the pilots were full of horror and uncontrollable screams of fear. They seemed to have encountered the destruction of a mysterious enemy. blow.

Tell me clearly, what exactly did you see? Who are you fighting?

Kilian's forehead was covered with soy-like sweat, dripping down his white shirt, and he shouted at Huomai, hoping that even if he could get a trace of the enemy's feedback, several contact sources on the opposite side began to fail one after another.

Boss, help...

After the last scream faintly sounded, there was only a strange busy sound on the contact channel, and the basement fell into an extremely depressing silence.

Kilian's face was pale, and he slumped on the chair, staring blankly at the contact desk.

He knew without thinking that most of the underground forces that he had cultivated for twenty years had died at that moment.

I thought that after Iron Man left the earth, no one could stop his plan, but he didn't expect to kill a child in the sky, and turn the fruits of the fruits that have been shaped over the years into colorful bubbles that can be burst with a poke.

After a while, Kilian suddenly stood up like a jerk, his hands clenched into fists, his fingernails were completely sinking into his palms, and the pain caused him to forcibly calm down.

I haven't lost yet, I still have a very important hostage for them!

Kilian took a deep breath, hurriedly took off his suit jacket, threw it directly on the ground, and rushed upstairs from the stairs.

Everyone gather, go and bring me Potts on the second floor too! We're going to evacuate here!

Kilian ran and shouted in a hurry. It wasn't until he reached the stairs on the first floor that he realized something was wrong, and all the movements of his body suddenly stopped.

In the grand and spacious hall on the first floor, it was quiet, not to mention the bodyguard's response, not even the shadow of half the blonde beauty.

Where are the people? Where did they go to me at this juncture!

Kilian murmured in a daze, he did not transfer the bodyguards in the villa, and the armed forces stationed elsewhere were dispatched to attack Stark Industries...

At this moment, a young voice sounded in the hall: Oh, you came up on your own initiative? I've been waiting for you here for a while.

who?

Kilian was startled, his body tensed with high vigilance, and walked forward following the unfamiliar sound source. When he approached the sofa, he was surprised to find that not only since when, a little blond boy had been lying on the sofa chair.

A little familiar, I seem to have seen you somewhere...

As Kilian stared at the blond boy, the boy also stared at him with wide eyes, a strange innocent smile on his white face.

Why, I only declared war to you a few days ago, and I forgot it so quickly? Caesar curled his lips slightly unhappy, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and immediately broke the plastic paper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Kilian finally seemed to be struck by lightning, stared straight at Caesar, and blurted out with trembling: You are Caesar Karl? This is impossible, how could you appear in this place!

Why can't I come here. Caesar asked back.

Kilian's face was gloomy and uncertain, he looked at the corridor and courtyard outside the villa, and asked calmly, Where's my bodyguard?

Obviously, they were all killed by my people.

As Caesar was speaking, there was a crisp sound of steps on the stairs. Kilian looked up and saw a classic model iron man painted in gold and red, walking down the steps of the stairs. The mechanical hands were still in a coma. Miss Potts.

Iron Man? Are you still back!

As if facing the enemy, Kilian couldn't help but take a step back, but then, the main door behind him suddenly opened, and two identical Mark 3 iron men still had burn marks from the fierce battle with the biological genetically modified people on some parts of their bodies. , walked into the hall with a slightly mechanical and blunt movement.

Three...Iron Man? Killian was really frightened.

Caesar explained in a milky voice: Don't panic. They are not Tony, they are just steel battle suits manipulated by the main god of artificial intelligence.

Battle uniform?

Jilian stared at one of the iron men, and the mask of the iron man suddenly opened, revealing the unmanned empty body, as well as the delicate parts of the extremely high craftsmanship and the shining krypton gold energy core.

Caesar continued with candy in his mouth: These days. I not only let the Lord God create Skynet and the holographic VR helmet, but also restarted the secret studio that Tony left behind, and mass-produced it based on the Mark III he made. A troop of iron men to deal with your gang of genetically modified humans.

The next result, without Caesar saying more, Chilion already knew.

Just now, Tony's top-notch tech suit and the ultimate modified creature he created had a life-and-death battle outside the villa.

Obviously, in the end, his transforming force was completely wiped out——

In fact, this is not a fair battle. After all, the battle suit has no life. As long as there are sufficient materials and energy, the energy can be continuously mass-produced.

In the decisive battle between the invention of top technology and top creatures, is Tony Stark slightly better in the end?

Killian lost his thoughts, his beliefs collapsed, years of hard work were severely hit by reality, and he leaned against the back of the sofa without strength.

Caesar looked at Kilian, and said cheerfully and bluntly: I'm sorry. Tony's invention of the battle suit can indeed be regarded as a major field of top technology, and your so-called ultimate biological research is still far from the top field of biology. far.

What did you say!

As if stimulated, Kilian looked at Caesar with a slightly distorted face. Everything about him could be trampled or denied, but only the research on the ultimate biology, which he had been fighting for half his life, was the scale he could not touch!

I made it very clear. Caesar jumped off the sofa, walked to Gilian step by step, raised his little head and said boringly: Your ultimate biological research can only be regarded as a failed half-finished product, not at all. top notch.

A mere biological genetically modified human body can only produce a high temperature below 1,0005 degrees Celsius, and it will self-destruct research stuff if it goes up. If this can be called the top field of biology, then the Hulk and the witch, the two brothers and sisters, are even surprised. Captain, what is that?

Damn you!

Kilian let out a low roar, suddenly violently attacked, and rushed towards Caesar fiercely, the body temperature soared rapidly in the air, and the whole body was red, and the inner visceral muscles and bones could be seen.

I didn't see how Caesar dodged, I only saw his little feet move, and then Gilian, who was wrapped in molten lava, flew backwards at a very high speed, smashed through the wall continuously, and fell into the fountain in the yard outside. The sizzle engulfed by the water.

Caesar looked at the rising water vapor, shrugged and said, I forgot to tell you one more sentence. It was not the Iron Man Legion who dealt with those gunships just now, but myself.

With a superhuman body, he is the perfect creation in the top biological field!