The blue-and-white Formula car thundered across the track.
With every opponent Tony overtook, the gloom weighing on his heart lifted just a little.
What he didn't know—
Was that deadly danger awaited him ahead.
Ivan Vanko.
He should have had glory.
Fame.
Everything.
But Stark had betrayed his father.
Not only did he monopolize all the research—
He had driven his father out, leaving him with nothing!
This was revenge.
He would make Stark pay in blood.
Six months of hiding—
All for today.
He would defeat Iron Man, tear off his false divinity, and expose his true face to the world!
He was no god.
Just a man.
Ivan Vanko narrowed his eyes, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He saw it
The blue-and-white Formula car approaching at full speed.
Behind the wheel
Tony Stark.
Consumed entirely by hatred, the avenger swung his whips, slashing straight toward the racing car!
Unfortunately
He misjudged the distance.
The searing energy whip didn't kill Stark instantly.
Instead, it sheared off the entire front section of the car!
Tony—along with the remaining half of the vehicle—lost control, flipping violently before crashing into a distant barrier!
Despite the attack, Tony didn't lose consciousness.
Thanks to the vehicle's excellent safety systems, aside from a few abrasions, he retained full mobility.
He tore off his helmet and stared at the approaching Ivan Vanko, shock robbing him of speech.
Another one.
Another Arc Reactor!
The disaster ahead forced a nearby driver to slam the brakes, desperately trying to avoid the battlefield.
But the two cars behind him slammed straight into his vehicle.
The sudden chain collision—
Triggered a massive explosion!
Amid towering flames and billowing black smoke
Ivan Vanko stood like a demon lord risen from hell.
Tony struggled out of the wreckage
Only for an energy whip to crash down from above!
He twisted, rolled across the ground, narrowly avoiding being torn apart!
Ivan Vanko laughed triumphantly.
If a god could bleed
Then humanity would stop believing in his omnipotence.
The pitiful Tony Stark, crawling across the ground in desperate flight
Was the perfect example.
Ivan Vanko prepared to strike again.
But a commanding shout rang out—
Forcing him to pause and turn his gaze toward the edge of the track.
"Vanko! Stop this!"
A Handsome man had kicked down the barrier, his expression dark as he stepped onto the track.
Any normal person would have fled by now.
Especially someone who understood the Eastern philosophy of self-preservation.
But this man did the opposite.
If he wasn't a fool—
Then he was a madman.
"My target isn't you,"
Ivan Vanko said in his native tongue.
"Don't invite disaster upon yourself, young man."
Through news and newspapers, he knew this prodigy.
A genius who rivaled Iron Man.
A man who eradicated cancer.
Who made immortality possible.
Someone who, by his own power, had pushed humanity toward a glorious evolution—
A supreme savior.
In just half a month
This man had become the focus of the entire world.
His life was still long.
One day, he would replace Stark and become the new god.
If such a genius were to die here—
Even Ivan Vanko would find it regrettable.
Unfortunately
Ivan Vanko didn't know
That the ability to create an Iron Suit
Did not belong to him and Stark alone.
"Android 21—activate the Creator Armor."
Renjie issued the command through thought as he stepped calmly toward the battlefield.
The smart watch on his wrist disassembled into countless armor fragments, flowing over his body.
The fragments locked together, forming a dark-gray exosuit.
Unlike Iron Man's iconic red-and-gold—
Renjie's Creator Armor was dominated by deep ash tones, exuding oppression and authority.
Below the waist, a specially designed skirt formed from nanomachines extended downward—
A deliberate, ceremonial touch.
The helmet's electronic eyes glowed blood-red.
In his right hand, he held a mechanical scepter forged from vibranium and adamantium.
This staff served not only as a storage core for nanobots,
But also housed an energy absorption system—
Capable of converting enemy attacks into clean reserve power.
Renjie named it—
The Scepter of Creation.
His most prized—
Ultimate weapon.
The moment the Creator Armor finished assembling
Renjie casually raised the Scepter of Creation and pointed it toward the devastated crash site.
A blood-red beam, formed entirely from nanobots, extinguished the inferno in an instant.
But the miracle didn't stop there.
The severely burned drivers
Began to heal at a visible speed.
Even severed limbs regenerated, restoring themselves completely.
All of it
The work of nanotechnology.
Every moment
Was captured by cameras.
Broadcast live to the entire world.
At that instant
Audiences both inside and outside the venue
Witnessed a scene no different from divine revelation.
If Iron Man was dead—
Then at this very moment
A new god had risen in overwhelming dominance.