Loki stood at the edge of the shattered window, watching Tony plummet, a cruel sneer finally returning to his face.
However, the next second...
"Jarvis!" Tony roared at the top of his lungs amidst the howling wind as he fell.
Inside the tower, the red lights in the armor storage room flashed frantically!
A cylindrical red metal pod suddenly ejected.
It precisely locked onto the sensor bracelets on Tony's wrists.
It slammed right through Loki, who was in its way, and burst out of the tower, diving toward Tony in mid-air below!
In mid-air, the metal pod deployed the moment it neared Tony.
Countless precision armor components, as if alive, perfectly fitted themselves onto Tony's body in the air.
Accompanied by a low hum from the chest reactor.
Combining the convenience of the Mark 5 and the firepower of the Mark 6—the Mark 7 armor makes its debut!
Mark 7
With a low roar from the chest Ark Reactor, Tony pulled up sharply just dozens of meters from the ground, turning into a gold and red meteor that streaked straight toward the top of the tower.
Loki, dazed from being hit by the Mark 7 pod, looked up to see the brand-new Iron Man armor hovering before him.
"You picked the wrong person," Tony raised his right hand, the light of his Palm Repulsor gathering. His voice came through the armor's speakers, laced with uncontrollable fury. "This one is for my friend. Her name is Makima."
Loki was stunned by the words but didn't have time to say anything.
"Boom!"
A thick pulse beam suddenly erupted, mercilessly slamming into Loki.
The massive Impact sent the God of Mischief flying backward.
Tony's thrusters flared brightly as he prepared to press his advantage.
Just then...
"Buzz!"
A low-frequency hum that made the entire city tremble erupted from the rooftop.
The Tesseract's energy device reached its critical point, and a beam of blue light composed of spatial energy shot into the sky, piercing the clouds!
In the sky, it was as if a pair of invisible giant hands had physically torn through space.
A bottomless wormhole portal suddenly gaped open directly above New York City.
Then, accompanied by skin-crawling screeches.
A dense army of Chitauri, riding alien flying bikes, poured out of the portal like a swarm of bees from a hive, their dark mass blanketing the sky.
Chitauri Army
Tony, who had been dominant and fueled by a thirst for revenge, felt his pupils contract and his heart skip a beat as he witnessed the arrival of this apocalyptic alien invasion.
It was a shock and fear rooted in human instinct.
Inside his helmet, Jarvis's warning alarms blared frantically.
"Dammit..."
Tony gritted his teeth. Without a moment's hesitation, the radar interface on his holographic visor switched to a crimson combat mode. He veered upward, flying straight toward the overwhelming alien horde.
He waved his hands repeatedly, his Palm Repulsors firing with precision, knocking down the Chitauri on alien bikes in the front row one after another.
Then, the armor plates on the Mark 7's shoulders snapped open, revealing the dense micro-missile pods within.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Dozens of micro armor-piercing missiles whistled out, trailing long streaks of smoke.
Blossoms of fire erupted in the sky. Dozens of Chitauri soldiers were turned to ash in the explosions before they could even see what Earth looked like.
But this was like trying to put out a forest fire with a cup of water.
There were simply too many enemies.
A vast number of stragglers easily bypassed Tony's line of fire.
They screeched as they dove down, weaving between the skyscraper-lined streets of New York.
Laser weapons began firing indiscriminately at buildings and crowds of people who had no idea what was happening.
Explosions and screams rose one after another.
In an instant, all of New York was reduced to a living hell.
Tony gritted his teeth as he dodged the Chitauri's encirclement in the air.
He was clearly not equipped to deal with such a swarm of army-level targets.
No matter how agile the Mark 7 was, it was essentially a single-soldier combat unit, lacking large-scale AOE clearing capabilities.
Dammit... if only Rhodes were here.
Tony cursed inwardly.
While War Machine's high-tech features weren't as advanced as his Mark series, it excelled with its Gatling guns and heavy military firepower, making it practically tailor-made for this kind of battlefield.
Unfortunately, that guy was currently on the other side of the Earth and couldn't be relied upon.
Just as Tony was lamenting his "lack of firepower" in his mind...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A rhythmic series of explosions suddenly rose rapidly from the ruins of the skyscrapers below him, moving at an incredible speed!
A dark figure, wreathed in smoke and flames, appeared beside Tony.
Tony flinched, thinking it was an enemy. He whipped his head around, and his holographic visor immediately performed facial recognition.
The moment he saw who it was, his heart skipped a beat.
Then, a surge of uncontrollable joy flooded his heart.
It was Reze!
Surprised?
By now, Reze had transformed into the bomb demon, using a continuous series of small explosions from her legs to force herself to fly in mid-air.
"Tired already and the fight's just started?" Reze turned her pitch-black torpedo head and teased with a mocking tone.
"You really are getting old, old man."
This familiar voice made Tony's eyes inexplicably sting.
After experiencing the pain of losing Makima, his heart was now a whirlwind of emotions.
Before Tony could respond, Reze was already looking at the swarming Chitauri army.
Reze flew right past Tony and spread her arms in mid-air.
Finger Bombs
Amidst the sound of mechanical reconfiguration, her slender fingers transformed into lethal mini-tracking missiles.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
With no need to aim, Reze's fingers poured out like a torrential rain.
A chain of explosions erupted within the dense formation of the Chitauri army, the flames and Impact instantly clearing a massive patch of the sky!
Tony watched the sky turn red, beyond shocked.
That's right, he had almost forgotten that besides Rhodes, he knew another genuine heavy-firepower expert...
If Marvel were a Galgame, Reze would surely see Tony's affection level for her skyrocketing right now.
Though she herself would probably be quite disgusted by it...
Jokes aside, with a great enemy before them, no one had the luxury of holding back.
Accompanied by deafening sonic booms, Reze continued to climb, with Tony's armor thrusters spitting trails of fire as he followed closely behind.
One after the other, they charged directly beneath the portal, using their pouring firepower to form Earth's first line of defense. On one side was the devil's side's Bomb, and on the other were the Bombs of technology. The blazing light of the secondary explosions turned half of the New York sky into a sea of fire.
On the other side, on the rooftop terrace of Stark Tower.
Loki stood with his hands behind his back, looking down upon the entire city from his height.
Listening to the bursts of explosions, the roar of collapsing buildings, and the desperate screams of humans coming from the city below.
Loki felt an unprecedented sense of refreshment.
He relished the pleasure of trampling a self-righteous mortal civilization underfoot and ravaging it at will.
"That's it..."
The corners of Loki's mouth curled up wildly, his eyes filled with spirited fanaticism.
"This is the treatment a god deserves; this is my coronation!"
With a thought, Asgardian illusion magic flowed around him.
In its place appeared a set of gold and green Asgardian armor full of royal majesty.
That massive golden horned helmet also sat firmly on his head.
Grinning
The invasion... has officially begun.
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