Chapter 423 Severe Strike Against Allied Forces
Chapter 423 Severe Strike Against Allied Forces
"With great power comes great responsibility... That's what my uncle taught me, so I can't just stand by and watch the people around me get into danger and do nothing."
Peter looked up, the white goggles on his mask slightly askew due to the tear. But his eyes—the eyes Tony could see through the tear in the goggles—were astonishingly bright.
"Besides, I started playing superheroes much earlier than you, so... isn't it only right for a senior to protect an inexperienced junior? Moreover, you promised to treat me to cheeseburgers later, so I can't let your sugar daddy get hurt~"
With great power comes great responsibility...
Peter's words echoed in Tony's ears, each word striking his heart like a hammer blow.
Especially when Peter forced himself to cheer up and deliberately made witty remarks that contradicted the Heavenly Stems and Gods, and took the initiative to comfort Tony, Tony felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.
This playboy, who had spent a long time in social situations and could handle anyone with ease, was speechless for a moment when faced with the boy's pure and unadulterated kindness.
"You shouldn't have done that, little spider."
Tony took a deep breath, and the arms of the Mark II armor tightened slightly, protecting Peter more securely.
"If that missile had missed by even a fraction of a second, if the blast had been a little stronger, you would now be..."
"But that's the best way."
Peter interrupted him, his voice weak but firm.
"And I didn't come away empty-handed... Justice's scan shows that Max needs our help."
Max.
The name caused Tony's thoughts to pause for a moment.
After returning to New York City, Tony spent a lot of time collecting news reports about Spider-Man in order to learn more about Riley's... or rather, Black Spider-Man's experiences.
Thus, Tony was able to get to know the "Electroman" of this universe, Max Dylan, without ever having met him before.
That is, the man who went down a different path because of Riley's involvement.
Instead of becoming a disaster for New York, he was influenced by Riley and his quirky sense of humor, changed his name to "The Flash," embarked on a heroic path, and became an ally of Spider-Man.
Even when Thor first descended upon Earth, he overreacted and accidentally knocked Thor unconscious with an electric shock.
In short, he is a man with a somewhat insecure personality, but a kind heart. He is extremely cautious about the superpowers he suddenly gained, and has never acted on his own before fully mastering them.
So, what Tony doesn't understand is...
What does this have to do with Max?
He didn't even see Max appear once from beginning to end.
But soon, Tony's question was answered.
Because on the ground not far away, the Iron Monger started moving again.
But this time, its movements were terrifyingly fluid, as if a completely new, highly coordinated consciousness had been injected into this metal shell.
Every joint of the armor operates with precision, and the hydraulic system emits a uniform, low hum.
Then, it stood up.
Not mechanically getting up, but... standing gracefully.
As electric arcs flashed across the armor's surface, an energy phantom faintly appeared behind the Iron Monger.
At the same time, Jarvis's voice rang in Tony's ear, urgent and clear.
"Sir, after scanning, it has been confirmed that the intrusion into the Iron Monger was not a remote signal control attack, but a physical access attack... Someone has entered the Iron Monger's cockpit."
"What?" Tony exclaimed incredulously. "The cockpit? But since the Iron Monger went into service, I've never seen anyone enter that armored vehicle, and...!"
"Moreover, the lock had been forcibly melted from the inside by the high temperature."
Jarvis reports.
"The intruders have breached the armor's back through an unknown means and have now established a direct connection with the control core. Even stranger... sir, the Iron Monger's energy readings are undergoing a fundamental change."
A holographic interface unfolded before Tony's eyes, displaying a set of perplexing data. The old-fashioned arc reactor on Iron Monger's chest—originally designed to maintain a stable output of three billion joules per second—was now showing a wildly increasing reading, and its energy characteristics were undergoing bizarre changes. The reactor was no longer releasing pure plasma energy, but rather a mixture of high-intensity electromagnetic pulses and…bioelectric signals?
"Bioelectricity?" Tony murmured. "That's impossible..."
unless.
A terrible possibility took shape in his mind.
Unless the person entering the cockpit isn't human, but someone capable of directly interacting with the mechanical systems and injecting their own bioelectric energy into the control circuits...
"The Flash..." Peter's voice trembled as he struggled to sit up from Tony's arms, his white eyepatch fixed on Iron Monger. "It's Max... he's inside."
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