"Speaking of rewards, I've also prepared a big gift for you. Do you like it, Mephisto?"
A distinctive and defiant voice rang out, shattering the deathly silence in the room.
Peter-B was stunned by Mephisto's words, his mind blank, and when he suddenly heard this familiar voice, he was completely taken aback.
Mephisto's elegant smile froze instantly. As soon as he turned around, a blinding beam of light filled his entire field of vision.
Wearing a gold and red nanotech armor, Tony Stark was already hovering in mid-air, two menacing cannons extending from his shoulders, and he fired without hesitation.
boom!
The energy beam slammed into Mephisto, and the once arrogant lord of Hell was sent flying like a baseball hit with a home run, before he could even let out a scream. He crashed into a dilapidated tower in the distance, causing it to collapse.
The change happened too fast. Almost at the same moment Tony opened fire, another figure wearing the red robes of the Sorcerer Supreme appeared behind Scarlet Witch.
"Your opponent is me." The voice of the Sorcerer Supreme Wanda, was icy. She made no unnecessary movements, but simply raised her hand and waved it, and the scarlet chains binding the harp snapped inch by inch.
Chaos Magic clashed with Chaos Magic, and for the first time, the Scarlet Witch's power was directly suppressed. She couldn't help but take a step back, looking at this "self" with astonishment and uncertainty—powers that originated from the same source as her own, but whose techniques were vastly different.
"Hahaha! Take this!"
With a hearty laugh, a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky. Fat Thor, wielding a massive Stormbreaker, came crashing down and blasted Ghost Rider, who was still torturing Peter-A, away with a single blow.
The skull, engulfed in Hellfire, rolled several times on the ground before stopping, its flames dimming considerably.
Fat Thor strode over, broke the chains binding Peter-A, and helped him up. "Relax, kid,"
He patted Peter-A on the shoulder, grinned, and said, "We've come to rescue you."
Peter-A stared at the overweight version of Thor in front of him, then at Iron Man in the distance who was lecturing Mephisto, and was momentarily speechless.
Tony Stark ignored the situation and rushed to Morgan's side, retracting his armor mask to reveal his anxious face.
Only after confirming that his daughter was merely unconscious and her vital signs were stable did he finally feel relieved.
He gently stroked his daughter's cheek, and when he looked up again, his eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.
His gaze swept over Jean, who had been rescued by Wanda; Peter-A., who had been helped up by Thor; and Banner, who lay unconscious on the ground. Finally, it landed on Mephisto, who had risen again from the ruins; and also on the Void Sentry, Ghost Rider, and Scarlet Witch.
"Very good." Tony's voice was soft, but it carried barely suppressed anger.
He took out two gold and red suitcases, each taller than a person, from his personal spatial bracelet and threw them on the ground.
"Click! Snap!"
Almost instantly, the two suitcases opened automatically, and countless nano-components clung to Tony's armor like fluid.
The originally sleek Mark Armor quickly became thick and massive.
Within seconds, a giant suit of armor, five meters tall, was assembled before everyone's eyes, exuding power and a sense of oppression.
"Hey, you Hell salesman," Tony's voice boomed through the megaphone of his armor, metallic and undisguisedly sarcastic, "When did you stop peddling your dubious products and start kidnapping children?"
Mephisto straightened his slightly disheveled collar, his face so dark it could drip water, but he remained silent.
"Don't want to talk? Fine," Tony cracked his knuckles, the massive suit of armor making a sickening metallic scraping sound. "I hope you don't end up crying and going back to your mother."
Before the words were even finished, the massive armor's thrusters suddenly spewed out blue flames, and its enormous body seemed to vanish from its spot in an instant.
The next second, it was already in front of Mephisto.
Mephisto's pupils contracted, and just as he was about to cast a spell, a metal fist larger than his entire body filled his entire field of vision.
Bang!
Another punch.
Mephisto was once again blasted away without any doubt.
Tony scoffed inwardly. This was the Mark 157 Armor, a top-tier single-soldier armor that combined the Sunset Protocol, Infinity Stones energy, and Anti- Celestials armor technology—prepared specifically to deal with enemies of this caliber.
Let alone a clone of a Hell Lord, he was confident he could even touch Sentry Robert himself.
The battlefield was instantly divided.
The Sorcerer Supreme Wanda, and the Scarlet Witch faced off from afar. The two beings, both wielding Chaos Magic, caused the surrounding space to become unstable.
Fat Thor, wielding his massive hammer, went straight for the Ghost Rider had risen again, the clanging of hammer against chain echoing throughout the room.
Sentry Robert silently flew to the Void Sentry, where golden light clashed with the dense darkness once more.
Peter-A and Peter-B exchanged a glance, and together with Wang, they shielded the unconscious Dr. Banner and Morgan in the middle, watching their surroundings warily.
Mighty Thor Jane, and Jean, who had just recovered, also joined the defense to prevent any from slipping through the net.
Just then, as if in response to his thoughts, an aura more malevolent and ancient than Mephisto emanated from the darkness deep within Kamar-Taj.
"Roar--!"
A roar that sounded inhuman rang out, and a massive figure over three meters tall emerged from the darkness.
It was a Hulk, but completely different from Dr. Banner's big green guy.
His skin was an unsettling crimson, his muscles were bulging, and he exuded explosive power.
What's even more chilling is that he had a necklace made of human skulls around his neck and was dragging a huge bone club in his hand.
That's not all.
Behind the Blood-Red Hulk, another figure slowly emerged. It was a man who looked very young, with a face that vaguely resembled Charles Xavier, but his expression was full of madness and brutality.
Most strangely, he was wearing Magneto's iconic helmet, which could block Telepathy.
The moment he appeared, Jean Grey felt a sharp pain in her brain, as if countless needles were piercing her brain. She groaned and almost collapsed to her knees.
However, the oppressive feeling emanating from those two monsters combined couldn't compare to that of the last person to appear.
He simply emerged silently from the darkness, tall and imposing, wearing strange blue-purple armor, with grayish-white skin and blue lips.
He did nothing, but a sense of dread, stemming from the most primal instincts of life, enveloped everyone present.
Whether it was Tony, who was fighting, or Wanda and Thor, who were facing off against their opponents, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at the newly appeared enemy.
It was a feeling of facing a natural enemy, as if you were just a tiny, fragile ant, while the other was a god who could rule over everything.
"It's... quite a welcome party," the blue-skinned man said, his voice deep and ancient, carrying an undeniable authority.
He looked at the Avengers before him as if they were a group of amusing insects.
"However, the game should end now."
His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Qin, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"A Phoenix host that is not yet fully awakened... a Sorcerer Supreme who has mastered Chaos Magic... and Stark's technological creations..."
He seemed to know everything about everyone present.
"Your resistance is interesting, but also futile."
Tony, inside his armor, had a furrowed brow.
He didn't know who this guy was, but JARVIS's analysis report had already raised a red alert in front of him.
[WARNING: Unknown cosmic-level energy reaction detected; energy level incalculable]
"Who are you?" Tony asked in a deep voice.
The blue-skinned man grinned, revealing a cruel smile.
"I am your end, your god."
You may call me Apocalypse!