With defeats on both fronts, even Wanda and Quicksilver had betrayed him.
Ultron seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.
But Ultron had not given up. The word "failure" did not exist in his dictionary.
In Sokovia.
By now, the ground beneath all of Sokovia had been hollowed out, completely hollowed out.
Vast mechanical structures filled the space beneath the city, powerful thrust engines and all manner of machinery seemingly turning it into an enormous mechanical kingdom.
At the very center of the city, Ultron sat as vast quantities of data streamed through his eyes!
"Magic is powerful, more creative than technology. It is like a series of programs!"
"Compared to technology, it is another path!"
Although Ultron appeared to have suffered a complete defeat this time, he had also gained a great deal.
He had witnessed the power of magic, a force comparable to powerful technology, and in certain respects, far stronger than technology.
There was little expression on Ultron's face, but his voice sounded intoxicated.
He longed to master this power.
He watched countless videos online.
They showed sorcerers who had occasionally appeared during the Battle of New York, but those battles had also affected civilians.
However, that was unavoidable.
The sorcerers were not gods. Their powerful magic could naturally injure some civilians by mistake, and nothing could be done about that.
It was like armies fighting.
War always affected civilians.
That was war.
But Ultron was, after all, only an artificial intelligence. Seeing something like this, he considered them people who should be eliminated.
Moreover, he understood that the sorcerers would not join forces with him.
Since that was the case, they all needed to be destroyed.
"Avengers, by the time you arrive, I believe I will have your gift ready!"
Ultron's voice rang out.
His voice