Marvel: Unlimited Possession Chapter 360: Fight each other

New URL: "You know, I'm a person who always likes new things. For me, old things like steel suits end up being a pile of rubbish."

Faced with Mark43's sarcasm, Tony raised his eyebrows and replied, not to be outdone.

Of course, although there was no polite counterattack on his lips, Tony's heart was obviously not as calm as it appeared on the surface, looking at the armor that he had upgraded and remodeled in front of him.

Theoretically speaking, the energy in Mark43's body is not enough to support this suit of running for such a long time and even fighting. However, the Mark43 in front of him still appeared to be full of energy after being away from him for so long, which Tony blamed on the wonderful ability of the [Rat Charm].

After all, even a statue as large as the Statue of Liberty can be resurrected, and it doesn't seem too difficult to provide a long-term energy source for a steel suit.

"You're still as annoying as ever, Tony."

Facing Tony's sarcastic response, Mark43's golden mask's eyes flashed with white light: "Sometimes, I really can't understand why you are so annoying, but you can still continue to live well."

"Maybe it's because I'm smart enough, I'm a super genius after all."

Raising Mark47's wrist and tapping the transparent helmet on his face, Tony responded solemnly: "And you have nothing inside, Mark43."

"Super genius?"

In the steel suit, Mark43's tone became more and more cold: "You are more self-righteous than I thought, Tony."

"I think I'm telling a fact."

"Tony, only a living genius is a genius. What dies is just a corpse, and your end is destined to be that corpse."

"I have at least one corpse left, and if you die, it's just a pile of scrap metal. But that's okay, I'll use your leftover parts to build a new suit, Do you think it's better to be named Joker or Coward?"

"I have to say, Tony, you're a genius when it comes to **** people off."

The white flying light in the eyes became more and more dazzling. Facing Tony's violent counterattack, even Mark43, who was a steel suit, began to experience emotional fluctuations.

"You're not alone, Mark43."

Bang——

On the opposite side, Tony's voice fell, and the next second, the pale golden laser cannon shot out from Mark43's chest.

In the sky, after the dazzling cluster cannon passed, Tony's calm voice as always came to mind slowly.

"Do you think I'll have no way to deal with a situation that I know will encounter with you again, Mark43?"

In Mark47, Tony looked directly at Mark43 in front of him through the translucent helmet, and a blue energy shield flashed on the Mark47 he was wearing to completely wrap the entire suit. The energy shield device on Mark47 is a brand-new form that Tony has transformed and upgraded after passing through the previous [Anti-Holy Lord] battle suit.

Compared with the original huge energy device, the device mounted on the Mark47 is lighter and lighter. Although the result of this is that the shield's protection is not as strong as the [Anti-Holy Master], but the laser cannon facing the Mark43 is already More than enough. What's more, condensing the expression on his face, Tony raised his arm as he watched Mark43 in front of him, and the position of the palm gun in his hand was condensed by a large number of pale golden laser beams that were the same as the light gathered on Mark43's chest.

As Tony said to Mark43 before, as a genius, since he can deduce the laser cannon device from the weapon system of the "pacifist" robot and install it on Mark43, he can also install it on Mark43. It is mounted on top of the new suit Mark47.

……

"Why can't I wake up to the ability to fly when I'm also a superhero?"

Holding the spider silk in his hand to stick to the huge Statue of Liberty in front of him, Peter jumped up to the shoulder of the statue, but couldn't help but muttered something.

Although, he also knows that it is unrealistic to hope that he will mutate the ability to fly after being bitten by a radiation spider.

After all, it was the spider that bit him, not the radiant dragonfly or something.

However, thinking that he was desperately launching spider silk to rush in the direction of the goddess statue, while the falcon on the other side had already controlled his metal wings to fly to the head of the goddess statue, the little spider still felt deep in his heart. A little envious.

However, although he envied the flying attitude of Falcon and Mr. Stark in his heart, the little spider looked down at Captain America on the ground driving a motorcycle towards the island, and inexplicably had a few more thoughts in his heart. points balance.

"You should be content, Peter, although you don't have the ability to fly, at least you still have a good means of movement."

Whispered to himself, Peter looked up at the head of the goddess, took a deep breath, and the spider silk shot from his wrist was firmly stuck on the crown of the head of the goddess .

Pull the spider silk, Peter's slender but powerful thighs flicked suddenly, skillfully swinging himself up to the highest peak, but also at this moment, the ability from the spider sense in the body began to make crazy remind.

"jiji~"

The next second, the familiar high-pitched bird chirping sounded in Little Spider's ears.

……

"Natasha, directions."

On Liberty Island, Steve drove his motorcycle towards the Immigration History Museum under the command of Natasha behind him.

During the time, he crossed the resurrected goddess statue, but the Captain America had no plans to stop.

The Super Soldier Serum strengthened Steve's body in every way, but it didn't make him as crazy as another injector, Red Skull. Although the vibranium shield in his hand claims to be able to withstand all attacks and bounce them back, Steve doesn't think that the small shield in his hand can withstand a light blow from the Statue of Liberty.

He's Captain America, not Captain Fool.

Going up against a 46m tall opponent with a shield is what a fool would do.

Steve didn't stop the Statue of Liberty, and it was impossible for the Statue to pay attention to Steve and Natasha passing by.

Slowly stood up and lowered the waving torch again. The goddess turned her patina-colored eyes to determine a direction, and then moved her footsteps and walked straight over.

During the movement, every footstep of the goddess left a deep mark on the ground that was as high as one person. Of course, the design and construction of New York's roads never thought that the The road will one day be trampled under by a heavy statue weighing more than two hundred tons.

However, even if they do, they probably won't be able to make any changes.

"The Immigration History Museum, the Immigration History Museum, here we are..."

Controlling the motorcycle under him, he skillfully bypassed the giant pit left by the goddess's movement and drove towards the target. After dozens of seconds, Steve finally saw the immigration history museum in Natasha's mouth. .

As a museum under the foot of the Statue of Liberty, the Museum of Immigration History may not be as famous as the Statue of Liberty, but for a country with a long history of immigration and even a country formed by an immigrant population , which is still a rather landmark museum.

Of course, Joseph Pulitzer, who built the pedestal and the museum, would never have imagined that one day in the future their president would have a whim and build a five-dollar ladder on the Mexican border. The wall that has been successfully climbed and called it a great achievement has blown the wall into an existence as famous as the Museum of Immigration History.

Joseph Pulitzer could not have imagined this, nor did Captain America, who is also the representative of the great American spirit.

At this moment, Steve looked at the tall immigration history museum in front of him, but the expression on his face did not show any relaxation.

"Natasha, I've arrived at the museum, where the spell is currently located."

"According to Daddy's magic, the [Rat Charm] is somewhere in this building."

In the still driving car, Natasha turned her head to look at the avatar [Uncle Long] of the passenger's seat. After hearing the answer, she immediately relayed the content word for word to the driver in front of the Immigration History Museum. steve.

"Inside the museum?"

Hearing Natasha's report, Steve frowned. He looked at the Immigration History Museum in front of him and instinctively felt the danger contained in the museum. Holding the shield on the motorcycle in his hand, Steve moved vigilantly and was about to explore the museum.

At this moment, a crisp gunshot sounded.

Hearing the sound of gunshots coming from the museum, without hesitation, Steve instinctively curled up and turned to avoid where he was standing.

The next moment he dodged away, a small pit mark appeared there.

"I thought who it was, but it turned out to be another Captain America."

Avoiding this dangerous raid, Steve looked down at the smoking crater on the ground, the solemn expression on his face before he had time to show it. I heard a harsh and familiar figure ringing from the Immigration History Museum.

Then, stepping on the sound of heavy footsteps, a ferocious face with a red skull appeared in front of Steve.

"Red Skull?!"

Seeing this familiar opponent in front of him, the expression on Steve's face changed involuntarily. In my mind, I subconsciously came up with the last scene of my confrontation with the Red Skull before being frozen. The last Red Skull of my memory was sent away under the power of cosmic magic. Steve died because of him, but he was not expected to emigrate. The unexpected place of the History Museum encounters each other: "You are still alive."

"I will live, Captain America, until I destroy you."

Facing Steve's questioning, 'Red Skull' had a ferocious expression on his face: "And, this time, it's not just me, Captain America, who wants to destroy you, but also yourself."

"Myself?"

If the sudden appearance of the Red Skull made Steve's mind a little confusing, then as the content of the other party's opening gradually deepened, Steve obviously came over slowly, and he wrinkled Looking at the 'Red Skull' in front of him with brows, he carefully looked at the appearance of the other party. Although compared with other museum resurrection exhibits that he had seen before, the 'Red Skull' was very deceptive because of its particular appearance. In the expression and the tone of the speech, Steve still reacted.

"You are the museum's resurrected exhibit."

That's right, the so-called 'Red Skull' in front of me is actually the same as the 'Bucky' and 'Captain America' that I have encountered before. They are all resurrected exhibits from the museum.

"I don't like the title Exhibit, Captain America."

Hearing Steve's name for himself, 'Red Skull' couldn't help but wrinkle his face in front of the red skeleton, and the expression on his face became gloomy: "But it doesn't matter, as long as it can solve you, then No one will dare to call us exhibits anymore.”

While speaking, 'Red Skull' turned his head to look at the Immigration History Museum behind him: "What are you waiting for, maybe what meaningless hope do you have for this Captain America?"

As the voice of 'Red Skull' fell, from the Immigration History Museum, two equally familiar figures of Steve slowly walked out.

"'Bucky' has another 'Captain America'."

Looking at the figure walking out of the museum, Steve's fingers holding the Zhenjin shield subconsciously tightened, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

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"Although I have metal wings."

Controlling the metal wings behind him to avoid the attack of the iron flock in front of him, Falcon panted and said, "However, this does not mean that I like birds, especially a group of iron birds."

The sharp beaks of the iron flock screeched across the surface of the metal wings, and the falcon gritted its teeth to endure the accompanying noise attack, while trying to fold its wings to avoid being stabbed by the flock.

Through the analysis between the wings, the falcon can clearly see the sharp beaks and wings of the flock of birds, and listen to the silhouette of the metal wings that he controls, the falcon does not feel that he has a back. Wings come hard.

"I originally thought my mission was the easiest ~IndoMTL.com~ I was losing ground under the attack of the iron flock, and when Tom the Falcon reacted, I realized that I had retreated before I knew it. At the point where there is no turning back, looking down at the crown of the goddess on his back, Falcon knows that if he doesn't do anything next, he may be waiting for the end of the sieve.

"I'm quite satisfied with my current appearance, so..."

Thinking of this, the falcon raised his leg and kicked the crown behind his back, and then used this force to suddenly open the metal wings that he was defending with a flap. With this push, he was going to get rid of these dangers. of iron birds.

However, at this moment, a figure in red and blue tights suddenly appeared from under the crown of the goddess statue, and appeared behind Falcon in a dexterous posture, and watched him swing. The direction of the falcon was rushing towards the back of the falcon.

"Ohshit!"

"Mr. Falcon?!"