Prototype: Devouring the Marvel Universe
Chapter 17

I Have the Powers of the Prototype!!

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The thunderous explosions echoed down the entire street, while piercing brakes and terrified screams rose and fell in succession.

It was as if the whole street had turned into boiling water in an instant, thrown into complete chaos.

The standoff between Natasha and Lin Feng was broken in that instant as well.

Flying chunks of stone shot out like bullets from a gun barrel, scattering in every direction. Even sturdy cars could not withstand the debris, much less human beings.

Lin Feng's gaze passed over Natasha's exquisite, alluring profile and landed behind her. Stark, clad in red-and-gold armor, was fighting Obadiah.

The two suits of technology, decades ahead of their time, looked as though they had traveled here from the future.

The cars on the road were like paper in the hands of those two advanced suits, easily torn apart.

"Uh, that seems more important, right?"

The moment the explosion erupted, Natasha reflexively spun around and aimed her pistol at the two armored figures fighting fiercely in the street.

Seeing that the gun was no longer pointed at him, Lin Feng immediately relaxed.

He walked up beside Natasha and, while she was distracted, instantly disarmed her.

"You! Who the hell are you?!"

Natasha glared at Lin Feng in shock and anger. This young man was truly terrifying.

"Mm... I'll tell you if we meet again. First, find a way to save people."

Lin Feng smiled and waved, then pushed off the ground with force.

His entire body shot upward as if yanked by a steel cable. He twisted in midair, then vanished into the night sky.

Natasha could only watch helplessly as Lin Feng's figure disappeared into the darkness.

"Sir, the target has left."

Then she turned to glance at the two terrifying suits still fighting in the street and said regretfully into her radio.

"...Mission changed. Don't let Stark die."

Fury fell silent for a moment before replying over the radio.

After ending the transmission, Natasha watched the two trails of flame shooting into the late-night sky and sighed helplessly.

On Lin Feng's side, after escaping Natasha, he took the pistol he had seized from her and headed straight for Stark Industries.

After reaching the roof above the nuclear reactor, Lin Feng found a good spot on the ceiling of the building and waited for the plot to reach its conclusion.

In the night sky, the one flying highest was probably Stark. Obadiah had already caught up with him.

Obadiah grabbed Stark's armor, and the two tangled briefly in the air. Then the exhaust flames from Obadiah's suit stopped, and they seemed to hang still in the air for a moment.

Then Obadiah's armor fell from high above, plummeting toward Stark Industries.

Seeing this, Lin Feng hurriedly found somewhere to hide. He realized the spot he had just chosen seemed to be exactly where Obadiah would land.

With the help of his emergency backup power, Stark also descended rapidly until he landed on the roof of the reactor building.

"Potts, I'm coming down now, but first I need to get out of this armor."

Stark was removing the plates from his hand and was about to take off his helmet when a heavy impact suddenly sounded behind him.

Obadiah's armor had somehow started up again. Blue light glowed from the steel mask, accompanied by the strange sound of mechanical transmission.

He grabbed Stark, lifted him above his head, and hurled him away.

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. This was exactly the opportunity he had been waiting for.

Stark had plenty of flaws, but he possessed one virtue that was rare in modern society.

He knew how to be grateful. No matter who saved him, he would regard that person as a very good friend.

That was what Lin Feng wanted.

He instantly sprang out from his hiding place and caught Stark in a princess carry.

"Hello there."

Stark lay dumbfounded in Lin Feng's arms, staring blankly at him with his large double-lidded eyes, completely confused.

Who was this Asian man? Where had he come from? Why was he here?

A string of question marks popped into his mind. Combined with the threat of Obadiah, Stark could not process the situation for a moment.

"Stark, I have to say, your stuff is really useful. I like it very much. But you never listened to me!!"

Obadiah said wistfully as he looked at the Iron Man helmet in his hand.

Then he looked up at Stark, only to see him being held like a princess by a young Asian man.

"Who are you? No matter who you are, you're going to die today!!"

Lin Feng was still thinking about how to come up with a cool nickname for himself when Obadiah refused to let him speak at all.

Obadiah crushed the Iron Man mask in his hand, casually tossed it aside, and raised his right arm equipped with a machine gun.

The machine gun barrels began spinning at high speed as countless bullets poured out.

Lin Feng reacted in time, clutching Stark as he leaped nimbly away from the rain of bullets.

"Watch out!!"

When Stark saw the barrage of bullets coming at them, he panicked like a kidnapped princess, tightly wrapping his arms around Lin Feng and shouting.

Relying on his superhuman physical abilities, Lin Feng leaped through Obadiah's hail of bullets and landed atop his head.

"Take this!!!"

Lin Feng drove his foot down hard on Obadiah's helmet. His superhuman strength knocked Obadiah flat with a single kick.

His right arm continued spraying bullets as his overturned body fired wildly into the sky.

"Whoa!"

Stark stared in astonishment at Lin Feng's profile from within his arms and let out a startled cry.

"Hide here. I'll deal with him."

Lin Feng set Stark down. He had now realized that his strength seemed even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Even while carrying Stark in armor weighing nearly a ton, Lin Feng could still easily jump three or four meters high, then kick over Obadiah's suit, which was taller than a bus.

This strength was probably comparable to the Hulk's.

"Be careful."

Stark replied in Chinese. He had noticed that Lin Feng had been speaking Chinese from the start and seemed unable to speak English.

"Don't worry."

Lin Feng smiled, then shot forward from where he stood and slammed into Obadiah like a cannonball.

Bang!!!

After the heavy blow, Obadiah was instantly knocked down, and the reactor in his chest flickered several times.

After landing lightly, Lin Feng secretly rejoiced.

Sure enough, it was not just his strength and speed that had become far greater than normal. Even the toughness of his body had surpassed that of an ordinary person by several times.

Lin Feng had not felt any pain at all from that strike.

"What kind of monster are you?!!"

Obadiah lay on the ground, trying to get up. But after the reactor in his chest flickered several times, though it remained lit, its glow was incredibly faint.

Lin Feng had happened to slam directly into that core, causing the incredibly sturdy reactor to malfunction.

Obadiah tried to stand, but after his armor hummed a few times, it was like a jammed machine and could not get up at all.

"You damaged my core!!"

Seeing that Obadiah could not rise, Lin Feng approached curiously and examined the armor closely. Then he inserted both hands into the gaps in the chest plating and pulled the plates apart, exposing Obadiah inside.

With his eyes red from fury and shock, Obadiah raised his right hand. The missile mounted on it shot out with a whoosh and struck the careless Lin Feng dead on.

Boom!!!

Like artillery fire at point-blank range, Lin Feng had let his guard down and could not react in time. The blast hit him squarely from the front.

The explosion's flames instantly engulfed Obadiah and Lin Feng. In the next instant, a figure trailing thick smoke flew out of the fire.

The figure flew backward several meters before landing on the ground, surrounded by spreading smoke and dust.

"Chinese kid!!!"

Stark had been on the phone with Potts, but the missile explosion startled him.

When he turned around, he saw Lin Feng being blasted away.

Obadiah had also been caught in the missile blast at point-blank range inside the armor. With his ordinary physical condition, he was practically dead for sure.

But Lin Feng, who had been blasted away, did not tumble to the ground. He stood firmly on both feet.

The smoke around him slowly dispersed, revealing a black shield covered in spikes.

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