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Chapter 60 Evacuation of SHIELD from New York
"Listen to the carnival in death!"

The weird requiem was received by Tony again, but Tony turned off his volume receiving device temporarily this time, and the hallucinatory music had no effect on him.

"Tips for carving insects."

The palm cannon in Tony's hand once again burst into blue light, and then the electromagnetic oscillation broke out. Dozens of armors around also raised the palm cannon in their hands, and countless terrifying pulse waves rushed in the direction of Death Song.

Just like last time, the pulse wave had an effect on Death Song, and this time the attack was more rapid, directly breaking Death Song's body into black mist.

But soon, the black mist condensed again, reconstituted Death Song's strange floating body.

Looking at his attack as if it didn't work, Tony didn't think it was useless. Instead, he launched a more rapid offensive, recording all the data of Death Song's attack and re-aggregation.

"Very good, now I have more sufficient data to study your things."

Tony stopped the attack in his hand, Death Song's withered skull just stared straight at Tony's steel head, and began to wave the long staff in his hand.

Tony currently has no way to cause fatal damage to Death Song, so he raised his hand and the battle armor deformed into a funnel shape, then flew into the sky, and began to absorb it in the black mist. Under this suction, the black mist rushed towards Tony's hand It surged forward, and soon Tony's body was filled with black mist.

At this moment, the Death Song made a maddening whisper, and pillars of gray appeared above the heads of Tony and dozens of battle armors.

The gray pillar kept spiraling and falling, and then exploded, turning all the battle armor into a mass of scrap iron, and then the will-o'-the-wisp wrapped around it and began to burn continuously.

Tony's body was also destroyed by this attack. He entered the online world, returned to his seaside villa with the data collected just now, and opened his eyes again.

"An extremely weird existence."

"Unprecedented attack method."

"A brand new state of matter aggregation."

"If these can be used for me, I will definitely become the strongest on this earth. No one can stop my footsteps, and Pepper will never be harmed again, and even--eternal life."

Looking at the data he recorded, Tony's data flow was frantic, but it was a pity that he failed to bring back the black mist sample.

In the military port, after Karthus destroyed all of Tony's armor, he ignored it.

For him, this little episode is just a little seasoning in the expansion of the black mist.

And what follows is his carnival.

Karthus could feel the breath of life in the land ahead, waiting for him to pass on the joy of death.

"The perfect fusion of life and death."

"I will bring you the beauty and purity of death."

"Hahahahaha-"

Death Song's strange laughter sounded, and then the whole body was hidden in the black mist.

The black mist began to drift inland. As long as the animals and plants along the way were contaminated by the black mist, their vitality would be swallowed up and turned into a combination of decay and ruin.

The plants became twisted, the branches curled up as if they had been dried on firewood, and the leaves withered and fell.

And the animal turned into a strange shape like a corpse. The muscle tissue shriveled and wrinkled, clinging to the bones, looking like a mummy, but under the surging black mist, it moved forward with the black mist. Moving forward with stiff steps.

Seeing the boundless black fog drifting from the sky, New York City was suddenly plunged into panic and endless chaos.

The black mist began to pour into the building, and the countless hungry souls within it began to hiss harshly.

There are so many fresh lives, they haven't seen for a long time, and they can't wait to have a full meal.

Everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. also knew the danger of these black mist an hour ago. They landed from the New York Naval Port and killed everyone there. Its destructive power can be seen.

"They must have been brought out of that island."

Steve Rogers was sitting on the Quinjet fighter plane, holding the glass plate in his hand, and said to Coulson in the driver's seat and Hill next to him.

"I think so too, this kind of power is really too weird."

Hill stretched out his hand and swiped a few times on the glass plate, and called up the video they obtained. The content of the screen was a strange scene when the black fog eroded the animals and plants.

"Then captain, what should we do now."

Coulson drove the plane away from the New York area at high speed.

"We have to stop it!"

"Otherwise the whole of New York will be ruined if this continues, and even the whole of America."

Steve couldn't bear to watch so many ordinary people die, so he spoke.

"But what's happening right now is that we don't have the slightest defense against these things right now, and we don't even know what they're actually made of."

Looking at Steve, Coulson certainly understood what he was thinking, but for such an unknown thing, acting rashly would only result in greater losses.

boom!
Steve slapped himself on the seat with a loud bang.

Coulson is right, right now they can only watch the black fog sweeping across New York, as for other actions, they can't do anything.

"Don't worry Captain, SHIELD and the coalition government have sent troops to evacuate the people, trying to minimize casualties."

Steve lay on the seat, unable to calm down his heart for a long time.

At that moment, a name actually flashed through his mind.

"Source Planning Group"

"Would they have a solution?"

Source Project Group, this name left too many indelible impressions on S.H.I.E.L.D.

Super technology, powerful strength, beat Tony
"Colson, if it's the Source Project Group, will they have a way to deal with the black mist?"

Steve opened his mouth and said this sentence slowly.

"Captain, I think so too."

"But don't forget, from the source project group's appearance to the present, every time it appears, it is accompanied by destruction and destruction."

"Even if their super technology can deal with the black mist, I think they will only use it to protect themselves."

Coulson answered Steve categorically, the Yuan Project Group was a force that almost killed everyone present.

The news that none of the aircraft carriers survived that day was firmly in Coulson's mind.

Steve sighed, turned his head and looked out of the window, looking through the glass at New York City and the billowing black fog, not knowing what he was thinking about.

(End of this chapter)