Behind the Scenes from American Comics

the other side.

Looking at the Chitauri army over New York, Loki laughed smugly.

Natasha Romanoff and Deadpool looked at each other, drew their guns, and fired at the device that opened the portal.

"Don't be naive, the energy of Tesseract will protect this device, everything you do is in vain, the world will eventually surrender to me.

Loki didn't care.

The chitauri are pouring out continuously, and in less than a moment, they will take over Manhattan, and even the whole of New York...  

This time he won!

"shit!

After repeated attacks were ineffective, Natasha Romanoff turned the gun, "Then I'll kill you first!"

"Just you?"

Loki looked contemptuous.

He was already familiar with the members of the Avengers.

If it's Iron Man or Hulk now, things might be a little more - tricky.

Female agent and Deadpool.

Then hehe.

"Bah, what do you mean, kid? 99

Deadpool was very unhappy with Loki's defiant attitude, and pulled out his sword in his back, and he was ready to teach this stinky guy a lesson.

But this time.

Dozens of Chitauris surrounded Natasha Romanoff and Deadpool in mechanical airships.

(0x0;)

Deadpool immediately sneered and put down his knife, "Haha... it's all a misunderstanding, in fact, I've always been in favor of the monarchy.

"Really?

Loki is half-smiling.

"Yes yes yes.

Deadpool nodded vigorously, "You look so sinister, you can definitely be a king, I agree with both hands and feet."

"Ah.

Loki's eyes went cold, "Kill them for me! 99

shhh-

Hearing this, the Zeta Swiss soldiers attacked with a blank expression.

"Small sample, you wait for me.

Deadpool raised a middle finger, fluttered and hugged Natasha Romanoff, pressing the space belt to disappear.

(#¯¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯#)

Loki's face darkened, "Find them, and I'll show the Avengers how terrible a god's wrath is.

"Yes.""

Zeta Swiss soldiers scattered.

On the streets of Manhattan, the monstrous black sun burns silently, and everything burns to ashes in the absence of light.

Both Tony and Thor managed to break free from the huge gravity of this dark day of death, panting in the distance.

"Hey, big man, what other tricks do you have, hurry up and use them..." Tony asked panting.

"Gone!"

Thor was burnt to ashes and shook his head in a muffled voice.

"That's too bad."9

Tony Roar breathed out, "Maybe we can start thinking about what to put on our epitaph. 35

"Asgard people don't write epitaphs, we will enter Soul Castle when we die.

Thor gripped Mjolnir tightly and spat out bloody spit.

"Sounds not bad, I hope I won't go to hell when I die. I heard a bastard say that many demons in hell like smart people like me."

"No, I think you're stupid.

"Uh...thanks for your consolation, you don't look very smart either.

Tony twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, poured all the energy into the thruster, accelerated sharply, broke through the layers of flames, and hugged the figure in the flames.

"Tony, what do you want to do?" Thor shrugged.

"Send some joy to our alien friends.

Inside the armor, the harsh warning sound of J.A.R.V.I.S continued to sound, the temperature rose rapidly, and Tony was almost out of breath.

But he couldn't care so much, hugged the King of Bronze and Fire tightly, and accelerated towards the space wormhole in the sky.

“Tony!!!”

Thor lived for fifteen hundred years, and for the first time a sense of shock rose in his heart.

Not even just him.

Therefore, everyone who saw this scene showed admiration.

boom-

In the extreme high temperature, the steel armor gradually melted, but it was also getting closer and closer to the space wormhole.

"It's brave enough.

Inside the psychological clinic, Lu Cheng's expression was a little weird.

If he hadn't deliberately controlled the temperature, Iron Man would have been cooked.

To be honest, though, Tony's unexpected behavior earned him a little respect.

"Forget it, this is in the plan anyway."

Lightly tapping his fingers on the tabletop, Lu Cheng touched his chin and commanded a few words to the King of Bronze and Fire.

Boom one by one

The closer to the wormhole, the higher the temperature.

Even if the Mark VII was known for its strong defense, it would not be able to withstand it.

The paint on the armor surface peels off first, then the outermost metal....

The heat and the burning sensation made Tony dizzy and he almost let go of his hand.

But thinking of the tens of millions of New Yorkers below, he gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.

・.0 asking for flowers・

"Humanity."

At this time, the taciturn young man in white suddenly spoke up.

Tony opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that the terrifying enemy who had been surrounded by flames for a long time turned out to be a young boy with a young face.

He looked a little younger than Peter, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a small face, pale eyebrows, and well-proportioned black eyes that were surprisingly clear and calm.

"You are the king of bronze and fire?!!"

Tony's voice was surprised.

In his imagination, the King of Bronze and Fire should be a hideous monster, or a dragon that eats people without blinking, not the guy who looks like the boy next door.

"My name is Constantine, and the Lord of Bronze and Fire is my brother.

The boy's voice was clear.

"You still have a brother?!! 35

Hearing this, Tony's originally drowsy head was a little sober.

"right."

The teenager nodded, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, "I can see that you should be a good person, so...if you promise to help me find my brother, I will help you kill those aliens. Sample?

Hearing this, Tony was silent for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, "Okay, you help me destroy the Chitauri army, I will help you find my brother, this is Tony. Stark's promise, never break his promise.

"Pull the hook.

The boy held out his hand.

"Je..."

Tony looked weird.

He suddenly discovered that the boy in front of him was not a terrifying dragon at all, but a very simple human boy.

"Okay, pull the hook!

This time, Tony's attitude became a lot more serious.

The little fingers of the two touched each other.

The hot flames went out immediately.

"Humans, words count. 35

The boy put his hand on the damaged steel armor, and in an instant, under Tony's stunned eyes, the damaged armor was reshaped and rebuilt, and it became a new look.

[Amazing value from Tony. Stark +2378]

"Go."

Pushing Tony away, the boy opened his iron-gray dragon wings, like a monarch, quietly staring at the end of the time-space wormhole, the dense Chitauri army and the dark and deep universe.

Down.