When Tony Stark cast off the flesh that had bound him all this time and his soul entered the Death Realm, the potential of the Iron God was fully unleashed.
His wisdom, standing above the universe and reaching the very pinnacle of life, granted him unparalleled status and power.
The enormous phantom of the Iron God gradually condensed into a tangible, berserk mechanical army that filled the skies of the entire Death Realm. Upon seeing the Death Goddess, Iron Man spoke to her in a cold, emotionless mechanical voice:
"Return the price Schiller paid you."
Death stood on the ground and looked up at the sky. She clicked her tongue, then said, "So, you came to break the contract?"
She reached into the void with one hand, and one of Schiller's arms appeared in her grasp. Death held Schiller's arm and waved it at Stark. "The price he paid me is right here. Don't be surprised. I have no need to absorb this power."
"I am already infinite. Absorbing any more power would be meaningless. It's just that what he gave me was quite interesting..."
"If you want to take it back, you will have to offer something to replace it, and you will also have to pay an additional penalty for breaking the contract. Schiller taught me all that."
"I will offer nothing to replace it, nor will I pay you any penalty." Stark replied in the same flat synthesized voice.
Death drew a deep breath and pressed a hand to her chest, as if struggling to suppress her anger. She said, "I've realized that if I don't spell things out clearly, you shameless humans simply cannot understand how disgraceful what you've done is!"
"It all began because I failed to terminate my contract with the Egyptian pantheon in