Despair Descends! The Heroes Suffer a Crushing Defeat!

Stark definitely ranked as the intellectual ceiling of all humanity.

Faced with the comprehensive suppression of alien technology, he stubbornly hunkered down and cobbled out a detector to screen for alien spies.

However, the test results made one's scalp tingle.

More than half of the Avengers had been swapped out!

Captain America, Black Panther, Spider-Man, Ant-Man, Wasp, Scarlet Witch... they were all fucking impostors!

In their own faction, when fully and generously counted, only Iron Man, Vision, War Machine, and Pepper Potts encased in the Rescue Armor remained.

Looking at the red list on the screen, Stark only felt his hands and feet turn cold.

"Tony, are you sure the instrument isn't malfunctioning?" Vision asked with a solemn expression.

"One hundred percent accurate," Stark swallowed. "We've got a big problem, we're completely surrounded."

Without a shred of hesitation, they hastily connected to the direct line of the black-hearted agent boss.

"Director, a huge mess has broken out," Stark said in a heavy tone. "Thor is far away in the stars and simply can't be reached, so we can basically be considered completely isolated now."

On the other side of the screen, the agent boss's one eye widened wide, his face sinking like water.

"I've already messaged Captain Marvel, and she's on her way back to Earth," the Director said in a bone-chilling tone. "Taking advantage of the fact that the alien scum still don't know their cover is blown, let's gather everyone in one place and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

With the enemy in the dark and them in the light, a surprise attack was the only way to break the deadlock.

Stark nodded heavily and immediately set about making arrangements.

Soon, a fictional Superhero Summit was properly prepared.

The location was chosen as a mega-sized open-air