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Chapter 112 Avengers Crisis

In the eyes that were leaping with Bihuo, there was a familiar darkness.

Tony once again saw the illusion in the dark dark universe, a star surging with vast energy was entering death. The huge, as if gravity twisted the power of space, grabbed it tightly, and the lost mass turned into a violent ray storm and destroyed everything. In this dark space, chaos, destruction, and heat were like the boundless hell of intensive flames.

The star core collapsed and was born with a terrible explosion. A rapidly rotating red neutron star replaced the original star core and appeared in front of Tony.

A familiar whisper rang in his ears, and the space in front of him began to distort... The structure of time and space is manifested like the most crazy fantasy of human beings. Everything in the structure, dimension, and space here is anti-logical, chaotic, and completely contrary to the human way of thinking. Its unprecedented spatial structure and dimension size will cause people to have crazy*.

In the dimension of time and space, countless bubble-like phantoms wrapped around the universe. The neutron star in the center of Tony's sight floated with blood like life, and the planet was covered in blood.

An eye appeared on the surface of the neutron star, looking at Tony Stark.

"Tony Stark!"

"In this long time, only the stupidity of ordinary things and your existence have verified this point again. Hum? Feeling fear, feeling guilty, let me see what you think?"

The red eyes slowly closed, and in the twisted space around, Stark's thoughts and imaginations were like deformed monsters, in a confusing and disorderly manner. Countless symbolic images were entangled in chaos.

"Did you feel the darkness in your heart? You guessed it wrongly. It was not your dark side that made me. The shallowness of mortals, even if it was twisted, wouldn't have such power... It was me that made you the dark side! You know nothing about darkness, and no one dares to look directly at it, especially for your simple and extravagant existence."

"Generally speaking, looking directly at my mortals is either already crazy or on the road of madness. You are no exception, so look directly at your fear! That will surely come true..."

Tony felt a mess in his mind. His memory, his wisdom, everything he was proud of was distorted and he couldn't understand. Only fear and despair were amplified here, beyond the despair and the dark side of human nature he imagined, almost defeating him, allowing him to ask helplessly: "Who are you? Ultron? Apocalypse? I can't remember..."

"Wrong, completely wrong! I am you, everyone has a Gehros in their hearts, but Sargeras only has one... I am a mirror, and everyone sees only themselves in it."

"Let the world burn! We will eventually become one..."

The voice laughed wildly, everything in front of Tony was burning, rich shadows, deep darkness, flames of all colors, his whole world was burning, the rushing magma and flames surged with madness and chaos!

Stark curled up in pain, trembling all over, as he saw himself burning for the century.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Tony felt a heavy punch on his face, and opened his eyes in a vague way, and could only see a little familiar color of uniforms, blue and white colors.

His eyes were so painful that everything was covered with red.

"Stark! How are you?" Captain America grabbed Tony and lay behind the sofa. The situation on the field was not good now. Bruce did not dare to step forward. The monster that Laila turned into was completely his nemesis, while Spider and Falcon were all restrained. Now Tony was hit hard again.

Tony's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, turning red. If you look closely, you can see the leaping golden red light and shadow.

His whole body twitched violently, his face twisted in pain, his whole body trembled, and his sweat soaked his clothes. In this case, Captain America did not dare to leave him alone, but the little Spider and Falcon were beaten to the point where he was beaten to fight back.

The keen spider senses became an obstacle at this time. When the little spider approached Laila, every pore could touch the malicious intention, and the halo of spiritual pollution brought him to suffer: "Be careful! Being too close to it will cause hallucinations! I see that everything around me is covered in blood."

The little spider even took the time to glance at Leila's face and whined: "Now it is actually quite beautiful in my eyes..."

Leila's condition can be described as ease. The fighting skills learned during his time as an agent, and the demon's body is even more powerful. When the four anti-joint arms are attacking with all their strength, the Falcon cannot see clearly. He barely resisted with his mechanical arm, and the situation is already in danger.

But what he didn't know was that Stark's robotic arm that he modified had fatal weaknesses.

The little spider's body had turned into a faint shadow. He wandered around against the wall and the ground, jumping up and down, exerting the spider's mutation ability to the extreme. The sticky spider rope laid many obstacles around Leila, and thus barely maintained the situation.

"I am simply ashamed of my former identity as a powerless mortal! The shallow soul, the disgusting flesh and blood, and the ugly appearance, you are as disgusting as insects... I really want to kill you all!" The monster in Leila's image roared angrily: "This world needs to burn!"

She casually patted the falcon in the direction of the little spider, and the bone spur on her arm suddenly bulged out, opening a blood hole on the falcon's shoulder. The little spider quickly held the falcon and protected him.

"Silly bugs, I've had enough of you!"

The next moment, the little spider felt his back tightening and his neck was pinched. The powerful pressure made his eyes dark. In the end, he only saw the falcon's panic expression and the mechanical arm that strangled him tightly.

The power of the robotic arm is so powerful that the little spider feels that his cervical spine is almost crushed.

The robotic arm that he pinched him did not give up, but forced the Falcon to come over, and his forearm and elbows directly locked him in the throat.

The originally normal robotic arm has begun to deform. The claws and feet of insects, like centipedes, stretched out from both sides of the arms and buckled into the skin of the little spider. The sharp metal thorns and scales slowly transformed. Finally, they looked like a mechanical monster mixed with pythons and centipedes, entrenched on the little spider's neck.

"Who gives you the confidence to control them? Do you think the will of mechanical creatures is controlled by those illusory codes? Stupid humans! The lowly flesh and blood life, the dominant of mechanical creation, and the creator Titans have arrived. You cursed flesh and blood will be burned to death..."

"My Lord Sargeras is the creator of mechanical life, and my Lord Ultron is the dominant of mechanical creation. Feel the power of steel and silicon! Under the halo of my Lord Sargeras, the world will be purified!"

(To be continued.)
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