War Begins!

When Steve and the others returned to H.A.M.M.E.R.., exhausted, Ben had already gone to space with Tony.

To be precise, they're on H.A.M.M.E.R.'s satellites.

"We need to speed things up."

At this moment, Tony is inside one of the satellites. He is not wearing his armor, but only a signal transmitter on his head.

This device can amplify the signal from the implanted device in his body, ensuring that he can control several machines simultaneously.

Jarvis displayed dozens of different images before his eyes.

Tony's gaze darted back and forth:

"Make31, remove the satellite's solar panels; they're in the way."

In one scene, a mech clenched its fist and fired a laser from the back of its hand, severing the satellite's wing.

"Screw number 27, tighten the third screw from the left."

"On the 18th, let's take a swimsuit photo..."

After saying that, he laughed first.

Outside the satellite, dozens of remotely controlled battle suits moved in unison, like bees swarming around a Hive, constantly modifying and altering the satellite.

This was a huge burden on Tony's mental health, because there were so many details that were difficult for a human to handle, yet he had to operate so many machines at the same time.

Jarvis could do very little to help him.

On the other side, Ben was in a similar situation, except that he had become Brainstorm.

The Brainstorm are Cerebrocrustacean, a race with exceptionally high intelligence in the universe, comparable to the Galvan.

Aside from Azmuth, who is quite an anomaly among the Galvan, none of the other Galvan would dare claim to be smarter than Brainstorm.

However, in Ben's view, Brainstorm has a highly developed brain and can handle more calculations than Grey Matter.

The brain of Brainstorm accounts for more than half of its body volume. When the shell of an ordinary crab is opened, there is delicious crab roe. When the shell of Brainstorm is opened, there is a pink brain.

Their brains have even evolved the ability to release electrical currents.

At this moment, Ben didn't need any AI assistance at all. In his vision, all objects seemed to be interactive like in a game, and all the data of the entire world seemed to be clearly marked.

It can be said that Grey Matter's wisdom is like a genius's inspiration, capable of bursting forth with brilliant light, while Brainstorm's wisdom is like a rigorous program, a super brain that is far more advanced than anything else.

Under his control, hundreds of Iron Warriors operated in space.

When Ben bought Hammer Industries and all its production lines, they have produced a considerable number of Iron Soldiers, some of which he placed in Queens, turning the Queens into one of the least crime-ridden places in the United States.

Most of them are stored in warehouses.

Ben's progress is much faster Tony's, but it will still take at least a few days.

So after hearing Tony telling himself jokes over the phone, he joined in the conversation.

"Number 18 is good, but number 21 is even more of a heavyweight."

"Indeed!" Tony nodded in agreement, then asked curiously, "Why does your voice sound strange?"

I've caught a cold...

Ben, whose voice had become shrill after transforming into Brainstorm, awkwardly poked his sturdy head shell with his pincers.

Tony had no doubts. He said, "You know what? I was also planning to launch a satellite."

"This is for storing my big guy; I call it Veronica. I prepared this especially for everyone."

"Hulkbuster Armor?" Ben knew immediately that he was referring to the Hulkbuster Armor.

"No, no, no, it's the Four Arms Buster Armor."

Tony said smugly, "I gave it six arms. If the Monster Hand Number One ever becomes a threat, Veronica will definitely help me take care of him."

"Not just Veronica, but also the Heatblast Buster Armor, the Diamondhead Buster Armor... I've made them all."

"You think having more arms will guarantee a win?"

Ben rolled his eyes at Tony's words. "Sometimes I think you're really naive, always thinking you can beat others in their strengths?"

"But actually it's quite the opposite; you should call it 'the armor that gets attacked by the enemy.'"

After saying that, Ben added:

"I'm being polite by saying that."

Inside the H.A.M.M.E.R..

Peter and the others already knew everything from Norman.

"To be honest, I'm not sure if I can beat the aliens," Peter said anxiously.

Steve patted him on the shoulder and said, "Trust your kid. If even you can't do it, then nobody here can."

After hearing his words, everyone else nodded in agreement.

During their time fighting crime together in Hell's Kitchen, they all deeply realized just how terrifying Spider-Man's power is.

He could snap steel bars several centimeters thick with a flick of his wrist, and lift trucks weighing over ten tons without even breaking a sweat.

Now, the Avengers are gathered in the conference room for a war of words meeting.

Norman, as the person in charge, naturally sat in the first seat, followed by Steve Rogers, the spiritual leader of the Avengers.

The seat opposite Captain America was empty; it was reserved for Tony.

The others also took their seats.

"Is there enough time to establish protective barriers?"

Captain America asked.

"The satellites that have already been built will be launched together tomorrow. As for the Hacker and Tony, we can only hope they speed things up."

Norman said.

"I really don't know what we can do in a battle of this level?" Natasha really wanted to give up.

"So we need to come up with a plan," Steve said.

Next, information about the Chitauri army was released.

The information about the Chitauri was brought by Loki, and he wasn't lying about that, because the Galactic Plumbers Headquarters already had this information.

"The good news is that the Chitauri do not possess highly destructive weapons. Although their technology is advanced, they still primarily rely on soldiers for combat."

"However, it's worth noting that every Chitauri is a modified cyborg warrior. They are strong, but not so strong that we cannot handle them."

Hearing Steve speak confidently and eloquently, Norman asked:

"Captain, do you have any good ideas?"

Steve's gaze swept over the crowd, then he smiled slightly.

"The old method."

"First and foremost, the ideal scenario is for the shield to completely isolate all the Chitauri."

Everyone nodded.

"Next, Tony and Primus's large arsenal of armored warriors and Iron Warriors can serve as the vanguard, engaging the Chitauri head-on."

Steve drew a line on the table.

Then he continued, "And we, we infiltrate the bodies of those Chitauri Beast and take down their leaders."

It's definitely the same old thing.

This was the same tactic Steve used when he led the Howling Commandos.

"Don't turn into a cosmic popsicle this time," Natasha said with a laugh.

Upon hearing this, Steve smiled.

"It's okay, I don't have a date this time."

Then he said:

"If any of you have a dance you haven't danced yet, I suggest you go do it now."

Upon hearing this, Peter lowered his head, wondering whether he should confess his feelings to Liz.

The others didn't react much.

Natasha had no regrets, Hawkeye was already prepared to sacrifice himself, T'Challa never imagined he would die.

Matt planned to go and settle things at his law firm later, and Falcon also planned to resign from his position at the Veterans Affairs Bureau after the meeting.

After retiring from the military, he stayed there to help and counsel soldiers who were struggling to recover from the war.

Seeing the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, Steve smiled and reassured them:

"Don't be so serious. At least this time, we're all here, and we also have the Hacker."

However, Peter was still a little uneasy.

He fidgeted with his hands on the table, as if they were twisted together, and then he asked, "But, well, if we were to go to space, how would we get there?"

"Wearing a spacesuit?"

"Just hide inside those charging Iron Armor."

With the plan finalized, the Avengers dispersed to make their own preparations, awaiting the arrival of war.

Just as Norman was about to leave, Hill approached with several people who looked like ordinary citizens.

He was about to ask Hill why he had brought these people to H.A.M.M.E.R., when he saw Hill with an indescribable expression, saying:

"Chief, these people... no, these things want to see you."

"Um?"

Then, Norman saw that sticky things of various colors suddenly appeared on these people's bodies.

Hello, Earthling.

"We are Agent of the Cosmos from the Andromeda Galaxy, and two of our companions have become separated from us, but that's not important right now."

The leading Symbiote was red. He spoke first, introduced himself, and stated his purpose.

"I deeply regret bringing the Chitauri to Earth, but now only the Asgardian are capable of dealing with them," the Symbiote said.

Even now, they still believe that they led the Japanese soldiers in.

"Earth has always been under the jurisdiction Thor the gods of Asgard. I think you should have a way to contact Thor."

Upon hearing this, Norman wore a strange expression.

He said, "I can indeed find Thor Odinson, but..."

He hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

However, the Symbiote were unaware of this.

They said, "That's great, please be sure to lead us to him."

Norman granted their request.

Then, the scene changes.

Several Symbiote slimes arrived outside the mobile house in New York, and several pairs of eyes were fixed on the interior. A useless Thor immediately caught the attention of the Symbiote.

At this moment, Thor is staying at a female doctor's house, like an ordinary Earth man who has fallen in love.

The red Symbiote said, "It's him..."

The Symbiote's Hive records the scene of Thor defeating the Symbiote Dragon; all the Symbiote clearly remember what Thor looks like.

But Thor has lost his divine powers!

They all found it unbelievable.

At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

The Symbiote looked up and immediately saw a colossal Chitauri Beast blotting out the sky in the distance!

"Marla!"