Tony had already deduced that there was a high chance Loki was carrying out his final plan inside Stark Tower.
At this moment, he was in the lab, racing to repair the helmet of the Mark 6 armor.
Colonel Rogers arrived at Natasha's room and saw a completely recovered Hawkeye Barton, "Which one of you can fly a plane?"
"I can!"
Although Agent Romanoff was also skilled at piloting aircraft, right now it was clearly better to give the stage to Hawkeye Barton, who was eager to redeem himself.
"Put on your uniform!"
Colonel Rogers, dressed head to toe in his Captain America suit, looked at Barton in casual clothes. His meaning was obvious. Gear up.
At the same time, Thor on the ground had found his hammer. Thinking back to the recent battle, Thor knew he had not achieved victory.
Looking at Mjolnir lying on the ground, Thor suddenly realized that the battle he was facing seemed like it had only just begun.
This time, he had to win.
That stubborn, unwilling-to-lose drive pushed him to pick up Mjolnir again and raise it high.
Crackle! Crackle!
Amid thunder and lightning from a clear sky, the armor of the God of Thunder gradually covered Thor's arms.
Hawkeye Barton slung his quiver onto his back.
Captain America picked up his shield.
Inside the Mark 6 helmet in front of Tony, the JARVIS system lit up once more.
The Avengers reached a unanimous decision. Take the initiative.
By the bridge windows, Agent Hill looked at Nick Fury, who was idly flipping through Agent Coulson's collectible cards in his hand, "These cards… they were kept in Coulson's locker, not in his coat."
Obviously, Nick Fury had used the cards to pull a little trick, stirring up the Avengers' desire for revenge to the greatest extent.
Looking at the bloodstained cards in his hand, Nick Fury was full of confidence in how effective this move would be, "They need some motivation."
Fully armed, Captain America, Hawkeye, and Black Widow boarded a plane with imposing presence, "Hey! You shouldn't be here."
A technician adjusting the equipment saw the few of them preparing to take over the aircraft without authorization and issued a timely warning.
"Kid, step aside."
Colonel Rogers politely sent the diligent S.H.I.E.L.D. agent away.
"Hey, going out to have some fun? Take me with you."
At this moment, Corin spoke up from beside the aircraft, as if he had been waiting there for a long time.
Colonel Rogers looked at Corin in casual clothes and frowned slightly, "Do you have a uniform?"
Captain America seemed to have a bit of a fixation about this. He naturally believed that when heading into battle, a fighter should wear their uniform so teammates could easily identify where they stood on a chaotic battlefield.
"Uniform?"
Hearing this, Corin looked down at the bag at his feet, which contained his crimson outfit.
S.H.I.E.L.D. logistics personnel had brought along his signature attire as well. It was specially arranged by Agent Hill.
"Put it on. You've got two minutes."
Although Colonel Rogers greatly acknowledged Corin's abilities, he could not accept a warrior going into battle without any preparation at all.
Seeing that he couldn't argue his way past Rogers, and under Agent Natasha's expectant gaze, Corin flashed and vanished from in front of them.
The bag at his feet vanished along with him.
"Fasten your seatbelts. We're taking off."
Hawkeye Barton operated the aircraft, making preparations for takeoff.
Tap! Tap!
At this moment, footsteps sounded behind the three of them. Natasha guessed that Corin had returned and curiously turned her head to look. After seeing him clearly, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes.
Corin was wearing a crimson formal suit, a pure silver mask on his face, his leather shoes gleaming.
His whole aura had undergone a complete transformation compared to when he was in casual clothes.
Colonel Rogers had never seen Corin dressed like this. Combined with the effect of the faceless mask, Corin looked like a complete stranger to him.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Only when Corin spoke did Colonel Rogers recognize him by his voice.
"What kind of combat uniform is that?"
"Broadway?"
"Well, I guess it's easy to tell apart."
"Besides, my own suit isn't exactly that great either."
In terms of flamboyance, Captain America's suit was clearly no match for Corin's. But the fact that both were equally showy made Colonel Rogers feel a bit conflicted.
In front of Hill, Nick Fury did not offer much explanation.
Many of his tricks had never escaped Agent Hill's eyes, and this time was no exception.
Just then, Tony, clad in his armor, flew away through the air outside the window.
At the same time, a staff member's report rang out, "Someone took off from Hangar Six without authorization."
"They've found Loki."
Nick Fury was very pleased with the Avengers' proactive strike. It meant his little trick had worked as intended, and his words carried confidence.
He turned and walked toward the bridge command position:
"Restore communications immediately, at all costs."
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[Stark Tower, Rooftop]
Erik Selvig pressed the switch on the device in front of him and stepped back two paces. His eyes, glowing with a strange blue light, were filled with anticipation.
The Tesseract floated at the center of the apparatus, slowly rotating.
The occasional arcs of energy it emitted showed that it was being activated.
"Shut it down, Dr. Selvig."
At this moment, Tony, wearing the Mark 6 armor, arrived not far above the device.
"It's too late. It can't be stopped anymore."
Dr. Selvig excitedly glanced at the Tesseract, which was about to be fully activated, then turned to look at Tony, "It will show us a brand new universe!"
"Alright…"
Zzz—BOOM!
Tony raised both hands and fired repulsor blasts. The energy bolts struck the device, causing a small explosion.
The repulsor shots were reflected straight back by a pure energy shield, blasting Tony far away.
As for Dr. Selvig, who was standing near the Tesseract apparatus, he decisively drifted off into dreamland.
JARVIS provided a voice alert, ["That is composed of pure energy. It cannot be penetrated."]
Tony then saw Loki standing on the top floor of Stark Tower, looking up at him.
"Plan B."
Tony knew he was about to face a major battle. The Mark 6 he was wearing was already battered and probably wouldn't hold up, so he prepared to switch to the newly developed Mark 7.
JARVIS issued a timely warning, ["Sir, the Mark 7 is not yet ready for live combat."]
"Don't worry about it. We're short on time."
Tony slowly descended onto the platform, letting the circular device remove each piece of his armor one by one.
At this moment, he planned to stall for time. After all, aircraft takeoff and landing were nowhere near as convenient as his armor.
So he started a round of trash talk with Loki, "You're finished. My people are on their way."
While pouring himself a drink at the bar, Tony quietly put on two smart wristbands.
"Our team is called the Avengers. A group of superheroes. And you've made all of them mad…"
"This is my plan!"
Hearing Tony say this, Loki felt a deep sense of accomplishment from successfully messing with their heads.
"If Earth falls, we'll all come looking for you. For revenge."
By running through the Avengers roster right in front of Loki, and throwing in a dose of mockery at Loki's overestimation of himself, Tony fully showcased his unmatched trash-talking talent.
Without a doubt, Loki was no longer as composed as before. He slowly walked toward Tony, "If you turn against your friends, they'll be too busy fighting you."
As he spoke, he raised the scepter in his hand. The Mind Stone on the scepter emitted an eerie glow.
Clang!
The blade at the tip of the scepter tapped against Tony's chest, producing the sound of metal colliding.
At the same time, the blue light gathered by the Mind Stone, lacking a target to invade, dissipated into nothingness.
"Hm?"
Tony had already prepared to counterattack at any moment, but this sudden turn of events still made him pause slightly.
Loki's expression froze as well, the confident smile on his face vanishing instantly.
Unwilling to accept it, he activated the scepter's power again and pressed it against the same spot.
Clang!
Another metallic sound rang out. Loki was left with a head full of question marks.
"I've never missed."
"Off days happen. Who hasn't ever… ngh!"
Enraged, Loki viciously grabbed Tony by the throat.
This guy's mouth really asked for it.
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