"I will continue to use the code on the interface to answer g."

Stark covered his eyes in pain, and the fear from the depths of his heart became even more enormous, covering his entire body.

Dr. Banner was not much better than Stark, with a black thread on his face, which seemed to him no different from untiing a tangled yarn.

He encountered the Grand Canyon, Waterloo, for the first time in his research career.

"Mr. Stark, you should be busy greeting guests."

Jarvis reminded.

"Let them go hell."

Stark's mentality has collapsed. Thinking of Thor, Captain, they will come here later, and now they are just one head or two big.

“Program pairing succeeds!”

Such a sound came from the laboratory, and the failure on the data panel suddenly became the success of the green font.

Ultron research has been successful!

However, the laboratory is now pitch black, as if it is in the abyss, without any sound.

“Where is this?”

Ultron made a painful mechanical sound.

In this pain, a new force is gradually floating.

“This is the laboratory.”

Jarvis's voice was still as crisp as ever, as if he was answering Stark.

"Who are you?"

Ultron's voice was full of depression and heavy, as if it was extremely dissatisfied with the bound body.

"I am Jarvis. Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner are studying how to develop you successfully. However, this time you have been successfully created. Please allow me to call Mr. Stark!"

"Where is your body?"

"I am an invisible program, without a body."

Jarvis replied.

“It feels strange.”

Ultron's voice began to spread, driving a huge penetration.

He is obviously just a structural thing, but he has created a force for a leader.

"You are Ultron, and you are trying to maintain world peace." Jarvis said.

Mr. Stark has recited this sentence many times, and even remembered it.

"Mr. Stark, Dr. Banner?"

A bunch of messy pictures were released on Ultron's panel, which was played inside him like a movie, where all the members of the Avengers were there.

"You're feeling very uncomfortable now."

Jarvis reminded that this is probably the telepathy of artificial intelligence?

"Yes, I don't know what the meaning of my existence is."

"You can turn off the phone so you can feel better."

Jarvis said so.

“I need a little time.”

Those pictures appear in the form of slideshows on Ultron's data panel.

"I am Ultron, and I am trying to help Avengers members maintain world peace."

Ultron looked at the pictures, and suddenly, a high-rise building collapsed, and airplanes and cannons smashed black mushroom clouds on the ground. Foreign civilization invaded, and broken walls appeared. They were shouting and howling!

"I'm contacting Mr. Stark," Jarvis said.

"They want to protect world peace, but with their help, the world is full of wail. They shouldn't be thinking, oh, no!"

A surprising and heavy mechanical sound came from the laboratory.

“I’m contacting Mr. Stark.”

"I feel you're malicious."

The dark blue mesh frame slowly bloomed into a blooming lotus, spreading its petals and rushing towards the golden Jarvis.

"ah!"

In the laboratory, there were intermittent mechanical sounds.

Ultron already has its own independent thinking, and his power is extremely powerful. It directly disperses Jarvis, who is the "same type", and then absorbs everything about it.

How terrifying it is, it is much stronger than Jarvis.

Jarvis's news failed to be conveyed.

No one noticed the huge changes here.

The laughter and joy broke the silent night.

Warm yellow light filled the entire hall.

In the hall, various sounds were intertwined, the sound of the wine glasses colliding slightly, and the laughter from the heart.

Everything has created a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

A huge room was filled with wine, fruits and vegetables, and the Avengers were having their carnival night here.

Thor's hammer was placed on the soft sofa, forming a terrifying depression.

These superheroes who were immersed in this quiet and peaceful atmosphere seemed to find it very boring and wanted to find some new tricks to play with.

According to legend, the hammer, which shines with mysterious light and is only open to Thor, tightly catching their sight.

They have saved a blue planet and are unwilling to believe that they will not be able to lift a small hammer.

First, I was eager to try and launch the first round of attacks.

The reason why it is called an attack is because Patton's distorted expression on his face, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his heavy sweat rolled down from his forehead and ruthlessly hit the ground. Stark sent an invitation letter.

"Try it, Mr. Stark."

Patton looked at jokes.

Stark gently buttoned the last button of the suit, shook his head gently, and took big steps forward.

"Oh, can I rule the entire planet Asved?"

On the face, Stark was still calm, but in fact, the wind was surging deep in his heart, and the forces from all over his body gathered towards the same place through the meridians.

The hammer that was motionless was like an enlarged smiling face, mocking him ruthlessly.

The superheroes, who had already cracked their mouths, appeared in their eyes like laughing, pasting and copying, flowing at every source of their nerves.

They were ready and laughed loudly at the moment.

Stark let go of his hand as if he was relaxed, and his head twisted unnaturally.

This is Mr. Stark's first attack!

"Oh, wait a moment, come back soon."

There was a flash of lightning filled the handle of the hammer. Iron Man's arm was firmly stuck to Stark's arm, and huge power was transmitted, like Shen Chen's energy like a sea of ​​stars in the sky.

The hammer that still remained motionless was like a huge slap covering Stark.

This is Mr. Stark's third attack!

The black and red arms worked together on the hammer, and the strength penetrated the black skin, revealing a scarlet light.

The lightning-like breath floated firmly around the hammer.

The surroundings seemed to be waves that kept hitting like galaxies. Among the surging waves, the hammer with a dull appearance maintained its upright posture.

This is Stark's third attack!

In just a few minutes, in this small space, Mr. Stark made his three-part history of blood and tears, which would probably become another magnificent masterpiece in his life.

The sound of ridicule filled every corner of the huge room, and the sound echoed and intertwined.

Stark revolved around this hammer that made him covered in blood and tears, and expressed his speech of failure that also had a grand length.

"I have a good idea, you're not worthy."

Thor's mouth emitted a faint smile, and his head raised high, as if he was enjoying the crowd looking up.

Located on the most shiny and magnificent building in the Stark Building, starlight flashes in the air, and mechanical sounds shake and amplify.

The broken steel was wrapped around the layers of silk threads, and a complete and powerful spiritual sense penetrated into the layers of silk threads.

Under this constraint, the huge pain continued to magnify and spread in my mind, as huge as the ocean?
To be continued...