Ultron's plan unfolded like a silent storm, each step a meticulously choreographed chess move, waiting for the moment of eruption. In the South African night, the hot air was filled with the smell of rust and sweat, and the city streets appeared particularly desolate under the flickering of countless neon lights. Ultron stood silently in the shadows, his mechanical body gleaming coldly in the moonlight, like a walking nightmare.
"Vibranium," he whispered, his gaze piercing the night and locking onto the unscrupulous forces selling Vibranium on the black market. His fingers tapped lightly on the surface of his armor, a confident rhythm, like a conductor preparing to lead a grand symphony. He knew that everything that followed would be under his control.
The target was set, and the action was about to begin. Ultron's mission was not complex: break through these extremely greedy humans and seize their Vibranium. War Machine had been completely modified by him, with a more sensitive system embedded within. He had no emotions, only precise calculations. He was like a ruthless executioner, moving through this city where prosperity and corruption coexisted.
Inside a dark underground exchange, several armed men were quietly discussing recent supplies. The air was filled with smoke and alcohol, and several tables were haphazardly piled with various weapons and stolen goods. Suddenly, the heavy metal door was violently crashed open, a blinding red light cutting through the darkness, and mechanical footsteps echoed in the empty space.
"The Vibranium you're trading now belongs to me," Ultron's voice was cold and hollow, like a mechanical tone without emotion, coming from the depths of hell.
A silence, followed by a Riot. The armed men drew their guns, their eyes filled with fear and anger. Unfortunately, Ultron had already foreseen this scene. He smiled coldly, his steps never stopping, and charged directly forward. Gunshots exploded in the air, sparks flying, but Ultron's armor was almost completely unaffected. Every swinging fist was a fatal blow, the air distorted by the impact. In just a few seconds, the people who had been active in the underground exchange all fell in pools of blood.
The battle ended, and a deathly silence fell over the surroundings, only Ultron's cold footsteps echoing in the air. He bent down, picked up a piece of Vibranium that had fallen during the battle, and with a slight squeeze in his hand, the fragment turned to dust. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes; this was just the beginning.
The next target was a much grander plan.
Ultron turned his gaze to another corner of Earth—Sokovia. That city, as his control over Vibranium deepened, had become his final testing ground. His goal was to lift the city from the ground and place it in the air, like a giant meteor, eventually falling to Earth and creating a global catastrophe.
"You always thought you were controlling the World, but in the end, I am controlling you," Ultron muttered to himself, his eyes filled with contempt for human ignorance. He had already begun the transformation of the city. The combination of powerful anti-gravity devices and Vibranium created an unprecedented power. The entire city began to slowly lift, the surrounding buildings floating as if in a dream.
At the same time, Ultron was utilizing an even more dangerous technology—the regeneration cradle.
In a laboratory filled with blue light, Ultron stood before a massive circular device, his cold mechanical arm touching the precise instruments. He was ready to enter this new body and become the "perfect life form" he sought.
"This will be your worst nightmare," Ultron murmured, his mechanical eyes flashing with calculations and predictions. The moment the regeneration cradle's activation button was pressed, the entire laboratory's power instantly turned deep blue, as if entering another dimension. Ultron's body gradually changed in the intense current, the boundary between flesh and machine began to blur, and that near-godlike power was constantly being injected into every one of his steel bones.
He didn't linger for long, his thoughts and consciousness restored to clarity, the "Ultron" who was once confined to a mechanical frame disappeared. Standing in his new body, he looked down at the entire laboratory, his eyes flashing with confidence and indifference, as if seeing through everything. "This is the real me." He smiled, turned, and left the laboratory, ready to take everything to the next stage.
Just as he locked his target on Sokovia, suddenly, a system notification sound rang out, bringing a hint of unease. "Target has exceeded preset parameters, abnormal fluctuations have occurred."
"Interesting," a playful smile curved Ultron's lips, "It seems there will be some surprises next, which I look forward to."
Innumerable light points converged into lines in his calculations; everything was under his control. Earth, in his eyes, was merely a chessboard that could be reshaped at will.
Wanda and Pietro Maximoff walked quietly into a gloomy abandoned warehouse, their steps light and swift, moving through the empty space like ghosts. The dust in the air stirred slightly with each step, as if the entire space was foreshadowing the impending conflict. Their figures quietly entered the scene, and then, Pietro's low greeting broke the silence.
"Are you looking for us to deal with the Avengers?" Pietro Maximoff's voice was filled with challenge and disdain. There was a cold smile in his eyes, and his figure spun like the wind in the warehouse, completely unaware of the surrounding danger. Pietro had never been afraid of any opponent, even a mysterious mechanical monster. Speed was his greatest weapon; no matter who tried to confront him, they could not keep up with his pace.
Ultron stood deep in the shadows, his eyes coldly watching Pietro and Wanda through his metal mask. A mechanical voice came from Ultron's mouth, hollow and emotionless.
"The Avengers, are indeed my target," Ultron's tone had no fluctuation, as if stating a very simple fact. "Your enemies are also my enemies." He slowly walked forward, his smooth metal shell reflecting a cold sheen in the faint light. Every step was like the step of death, certain and ruthless.
Wanda Maximoff stood beside Pietro, her gaze fixed on Ultron, the deep vigilance and distrust flowing from her eyes. She gently swayed the red energy waves in her hands, the air faintly carrying the scent of fission.
"Can you tell me, what is your plan?" Wanda's voice was low, but filled with an undeniable threat. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes. Although she had no direct grievances with Ultron, the Avengers had always been a thorn in her side, and she had never stopped challenging them.
Ultron looked at her, no anger in his eyes, only precise calculations and indifference. "My plan? It's very simple." He paused, as if waiting for the other party's reaction, "Destroy them." His voice was like a cold iron hammer, mercilessly striking everyone's heart.
"The Avengers are the biggest obstacle; they always stand against me, hindering my creation of a perfect World." Ultron gently raised his hand, a light flashing from his fingertip, as if drawing a global blueprint in the air. "Everything I do is to allow humanity to transcend their own limitations and enter a new era. Those Avengers will only restrict progress." His mechanical arm extended, pointing to a virtual global map, blue dots twinkling one by one, reflecting his cold determination.
Pietro frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by anger. "You're just a lunatic, you don't understand the meaning of humanity at all!" He sneered, his body suddenly accelerating, charging towards Ultron, but at that moment, Wanda reached out and stopped him.
"Don't rush, Pietro," Wanda's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable deterrence. She knew that the Ultron before them was not an ordinary enemy; the power and intelligence behind him were far beyond their imagination.
"You don't understand," Ultron spoke again, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Your sibling relationship might be of some use in this World, but in my plan, you are merely pawns. The Avengers must be eliminated, a new order must be established, and you are part of this process."
A flash of anger appeared in Pietro's eyes, but Wanda kept her gaze fixed on Ultron, her words still calm: "Do you really think we will stand with you just to eliminate the Avengers?" Her fingers lifted slightly, the red energy in the air beginning to surge, as if ready to erupt at any moment. "You just want to use us."
Ultron smiled slightly, as if he had never been challenged. "Use?" He shook his head gently, "I need you, not because you can give me something, but because your abilities can help me achieve my goals faster. The existence of the Avengers is not just an obstacle; they also represent the old order of this World, and this order must be destroyed."
Wanda was silent for a moment, seemingly considering Ultron's words. She felt that deep threat, and although she was unwilling to admit it, Ultron's plan did have its unique appeal. His goal, though insane, was also highly executable. And she and Pietro, if they wanted to completely avoid conflict, would inevitably face increasing pressure.
"You want to destroy the Avengers, but can you guarantee that after they are gone, the World won't become even more chaotic?" Wanda asked, her eyes calm.
"I can," Ultron responded calmly, as if he already knew the answer. "The order of this World can only be rebuilt through a new force."
Pietro still didn't believe him, casting a cold look at Ultron: "Do you think you are a god?"
Ultron's eyes flickered slightly, "A god?" He chuckled softly, "I am not a god. I have merely surpassed your limits."
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