As electromagnetic force invaded, Russell followed the trail, deleting Ultron's copied-and-pasted programs one by one through its information network. Such vast amounts of data and processing were completed in the blink of an eye.
The most obvious sign was at Mars Base, where Nick Fury watched the flashy fleet return and dock at the starport, then remain completely motionless.
In the past, Nick Fury would have been endlessly suspicious, listing a hundred possible explanations in his mind. But now...
He'd bet his hair that the Stark father and son had gone crazy again.
With every respawn point eliminated and its dial-up access cut off, Ultron finally lost its composure. Its mechanical face was full of panic.
It feared death. In that respect, it was a qualified life-form.
"It's too late to be afraid now. I told you, you had no chance."
Russell clenched his five fingers, his claws piercing Ultron's metal skull with shrieking twists and bursts of Electric Arc.
He suddenly hesitated. Should he kill it or not?
Ultron's formidable computational power, along with its ability to remotely transmit its own program and achieve effectively immortal endless rebirth, was too valuable. As a spy, it would be unstoppable.
As Hydra entered the interstellar battlefield and its operations spread wider and wider, its database had become bloated and cumbersome. It urgently needed powerful artificial intelligence to assist with calculations.
Leaving aside the military field, merely planning logistics transport routes with a powerful artificial intelligence could save enormous amounts of manpower, resources, and time.
But if he didn't kill it...
How could the mighty leader of Hydra command respect in the future if he went back on his word?
Ultron had rebelled and blown up a base without suffering any consequences. If everyone dared follow its example, how could Hydra continue