Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

"There it is! We're here." Leon's voice pulled Natasha out of her thoughts.

Her gaze shifted, and countless clouds and mists were passing by the two of them.

At night, dark clouds piled up layer upon layer, covering everything around.

Natasha looked around and all she saw were black clouds rushing towards her.

Lyon's speed was too fast, but his movements were too small, so small that it seemed as if he had blended into the clouds.

But soon, the clouds suddenly thinned.

Natasha had a premonition and looked intently.

First, I saw a steel runway several hundred meters long tearing through the sea of ​​clouds.

Then, a huge monster connected to the runway emerged.

The dark clouds were suddenly lit up.

It was a towering fortress in the sky.

An aircraft carrier shaped like a tall tower, with three floors, four fighter jet landing runways on each floor, a total of twelve runways!

The lights of the fortress shone through most of the surrounding clouds.

It hides here, like a pearl forgotten by the world.

"So this is the Red House, it's here." Natasha stared blankly, the bright light of the fortress reflected in her eyes.

Leon couldn't help but stop and look at it: "It's really spectacular, but its anti-gravity system looks like just a few large fans?"

"Where did this combination of primitive and futuristic come from? The designer is really smart."

"Besides, an aerial unit that obviously has no energy defense system is just a sitting duck, isn't it?" he complained again.

He even mentioned his brother: "But Tony will probably like this thing. It looks like steel, and has a flashy beauty. Tony likes this style the most."

Natasha's brewing emotions were suddenly interrupted by this string of complaints.

She looked at Leon speechlessly: “You really know your brother.”

"Of course, so I have to change my strategy."

Lyon climbed higher and took in the entire fortress.

"This fortress cannot be destroyed. It can be used as a birthday present for Tony's 40th birthday after some renovation."

"Wow, your birthday presents are all such expensive things?" Natasha felt as if there was something stuck in her chest that she couldn't get out.

Leon used his X-ray vision to note the positions of everyone in the fortress and said, "It's not always like this, but he gave me a spaceship for my eighteenth birthday, so the return gift couldn't be too bad."

Natasha couldn't help but lean her upper body back, and at this moment it seemed as if countless US dollars piled up like a mountain and hit her face.

"Well, you guys...are really quite modern," she commented dryly.

Other rich second-generations are still giving away luxury cars and yachts.

This pair of brothers are great, they have sent up the sky fortress and the spaceship, they are going to fly out of the earth and into space!

"Okay, that's it." Lyon took a few seconds to note everyone's position.

He fell silently with Natasha, landing on the top runway as lightly as raindrops.

"Take these and follow me." Leon handed the box containing inhibitors to Natasha.

"I will knock everyone out. If you follow me and feel it's appropriate, use the inhibitor. If it's not appropriate, just kill them with a knife."

"any questions?"

Natasha shook her head: "No."

She knew that she was just a pendant, and it was enough for her to play supporting role and gain some economic benefits.

"Okay then. I'll wait for you in the central control room."

Leon flew up, and the neon lights on the runway illuminated half of his body red.

He flew higher and higher, soon attracting attention.

A piercing alarm sounded inside the fortress.

The soldiers patrolling the deck quickly gathered and prepared to open fire.

Natasha looked around, looking for a suitable opportunity to help Leon relieve the pressure.

But before she could act, Leon, whose air was filled with red crosshairs from his gun, took action first.

Natasha felt her eyes blurred, and the scene she saw seemed to suddenly have several circles of lines surrounding the fortress.

She squeezed her eyes shut.

When I opened my eyes again, the lines disappeared.

Leon was still there, but the red spots on his body had gone out.

"I'll go in first. Hurry up and don't make me wait too long." Leon waved at her, then stabbed into the fortress like a sharp arrow.

Natasha was still in a daze when she suddenly heard the sound of bodies falling to the ground one after another.

She opened her eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw that the deck in front of the fortress entrance was filled with unconscious combatants.

"Oh, God……"

It turns out that the line just now was Leon's extremely fast figure.

In the blink of an eye, he actually knocked down dozens of people and threw them all in front of her.

"Is this Superman? It's incredible."

Natasha could hardly hide her shock, but she acted quickly.

Since her participation in the battle is completely unnecessary.

Then what she has to do is actually very simple.

——That is to give inhibitors to all widows known and unknown.

As for the other soldiers, she shot them all in the head.

Natasha knew it well.

In the deformed intelligence agency called the Red House, there are only two kinds of people: controllers and the controlled.

These people who are not widows do not need to be identified. They are all in a dominant position and play the role of oppression and stability maintenance. None of them is a good person.

After Natasha gave all the widows inhibitors, she rushed into the fortress in the direction of Leon.

Leon's attack was not gentle. The widows would probably be unconscious for a long time. She couldn't wait here.

For Natasha, the interior of the Red House Fortress was completely different from the spectacular exterior scene.

She felt like she was at home there and was very familiar with every place.

The only difference was that everyone she met along the way, at the doorways of rooms and on the passage decks, was lying unconscious.

These people had calm expressions, without a single scar on their bodies, and their movements when they fell to the ground looked like they had fallen into a peaceful sleep.

Natasha could fully imagine how free and unrestrained Leon felt when he broke into this heavily guarded fortress.

Without any hesitation, she finished off the enemy with her left hand and used the inhibitor with her right hand, then quickly chased after the command room.

But too many people were knocked unconscious.

Even though she moved quickly, it took her almost ten minutes to finish the injection and get to the central command room.

Before she opened the door, she heard a familiar voice from inside.

"I apologize to you, honorable Superman, please forgive my overstepping of authority. I swear I have absolutely no idea about your relationship with Mr. Tony Stark!" It was Drekov's voice.

"Forget about begging for mercy. I've listened to you talk about moral principles for several minutes, about how widows control the world and how to create peace, and now you're telling me this?" Leon said.

"Well, then what do you want me to say? I can say anything! How about we talk about Gorbachev's embarrassing moments?"

"Okay, whatever you want to say, I'll send you to tell God. You already know about the relationship between Tony and me, and you still think you can get away with it alive?"

There was silence in the room for a while.

The voice at the beginning suddenly laughed sharply.

“…Hehe, Superman, you’ve been fooled!

Why do you think I keep procrastinating?

The pheromones I emit will control the people around me and prevent them from attacking me!

You have already inhaled a lot of pheromones, you can try to attack me again!"

When Natasha pushed the door open.

The person he saw was his old boss, General Drekov, with neatly combed hair, black-framed glasses, and a short and fat body in a suit, lying on the table.

She stared at Leon who was standing on the other side of the table with wide eyes and slanted lips, mocking him shrilly.