I Became Spider-Man's Cousin in Anime Crossover

Chapter 580 The Great Conman Riley

Almost the instant Tony's "kind" words fell, Amora didn't hesitate for a second, bursting out with her speed to the limit, her figure suddenly disappearing from the spot.

At the same time, dozens of dark green clones surged out of her body. Like a beehive overturned, they scattered in all directions, weaving a dazzling escape net.

Each of her clones, in both aura and appearance, was exactly the same as her original body.

In the battle just now, this move was incredibly effective in protecting Amora's main body.

But things are different now.

Since it's called "Anti-Reeley Armor," how could Riley not have considered that when he was designing it, he might use this method to escape when he saw that the situation was not going well, so that he could prepare countermeasures in advance?

That's why, as long as Tony stood still, the eye lenses of the anti-Ryley armor automatically lit up with a light blue scanning pattern the moment they sensed the magical fluctuations.

In that instant, among the dozens of dark green figures moving at high speed in the hall, the intangible illusions were easily seen through by the pre-designed algorithm and directly erased from the screen to ensure that Tony's vision was not affected.

Just 0.03 seconds later, what appeared to others as a dense mass of "Amora" became, in Tony's eyes, only the Amora itself fleeing in panic!

At the same time, the anti-Ryley armor vanished without warning as its propulsion system operated at full power.

The speed soared from zero, easily breaking the speed of sound, but it did not have much impact on the surrounding environment, and even the sonic boom ring could not be seen!

The reason for this is that in order to enhance the defensive capabilities of the anti-Railley armor, Riley spared no expense and covered the surface of the anti-Railley armor with the batch of vibranium materials that Riley had seized when Kingpin and his men plotted against him!

And it wasn't just a simple addition; Riley, relying on his past experiences of time travel, observed Howard Stark's research process from an invisible perspective. He then meticulously replicated the Captain America shield using a special alloy, incorporating other materials into vibranium to create a perfect 1:1 scale replica!

This not only results in a qualitative breakthrough in the overall defensive capabilities of the armor, but also overcomes vibranium's weakness to high-frequency sound waves while retaining its kinetic energy absorption properties!

This allows the seemingly imposing behemoth to move with lightning speed without making a sound!

Meanwhile, completely unaware that her prized methods had been easily exposed, Amora was trying to get away from the building at top speed.

Although Amora knew in her heart that without hostages, even if she managed to escape, Riley would eventually come knocking on her door...

But how could Amora possibly surrender if he could live a little longer!

"You've caused so much damage, and you think you can just leave without leaving any compensation? Don't you think that's a bit unreasonable?"

Just as Amora crashed through the floor-to-ceiling window of Tony's office, her figure leaping into the air, about to fly away, Tony's right hand, wielding the anti-Riley armor, reached out from behind her with his usual playful tone.

Even though Amora's spider senses issued an immediate warning, causing her to instinctively want to dodge.

However, without any external boost and relying solely on her own stats, Amora, who had already been completely overwhelmed by the anti-Ryley armor, didn't even have time to turn her head before the metal fingers firmly gripped the back of her head, pressing her down from mid-air like squeezing a ripe fruit.

With a deafening roar, the two figures plummeted from the sky and made intimate contact with the ground. The powerful impact caused the already severely damaged Stark Industries building to visibly shake. Furthermore, a crater three meters in diameter and five meters deep was blasted out, centered on Amora's—or rather, Riley's—face!

Amora's screams came from the crack, muffled and guttural.

The dozens of clones that were still darting around near the helipad, after losing the supply of magic power from their main body, flickered twice as if there was a malfunction, and then disappeared into the air.

The entire process took less than two seconds.

This caused everyone who was worried that Amora would escape without a trace, leaving Riley unable to regain his original body, to fall into silence.

Although, judging from the size of the anti-Reeley armor and Riley's unencrypted explanation, they had long suspected that this imposing steel suit must be extraordinary...

But I never expected that my performance in the first battle would be so amazing!

Considering the original purpose of this suit, everyone couldn't help but look up and cast a complicated glance at Riley.

Who says Spider-Man only goes after his enemies?

He doesn't hold back at all when dealing with himself!

Among the silent crowd, Tol was the one with the most active inner thoughts.

He hovered in mid-air, looking at Amora, who had been knocked unconscious on the ground, then at Tony's imposing red armor, and then at the faint arc of electricity in his own hand.

This divine power to command the wind and rain, and control thunder, is indeed formidable. It is the very power Thor has always been proud of since childhood!

But the combo that the anti-Ryley armor just displayed, which easily took down Amora, was just too cool.

So much so that Riley, while discussing with Sheriff Black over the communicator and arranging for the personnel of District 13 to be responsible for recovering the Chitauri remains scattered throughout New York City, calmly descended from the sky and landed lightly on the tarmac.

Thor, who always did whatever came to mind, chuckled and stepped forward, putting his arm around Riley's shoulder. In a tone that was completely out of character for his tall and imposing appearance, and with a hint of ingratiation, he began to plead.

"Hey Riley! My good friend! My dear comrade! Considering how much I've helped you, even if I haven't done anything special, I've still put in a lot of effort... Don't you think I should also have one... uh... um..."

Thor, not quite daring to be blunt, lowered his voice. With his other hand, he pointed to the anti-Ryley armor that was holding the unconscious Amora and flying back onto the tarmac, his eyes gleaming with undisguised anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Riley glanced at Thor's arm around his shoulder, then at Thor's face, which was filled with "I want it," and couldn't help but laugh.

Then, he shook his head, his tone gentle and tactful, but his words left no room for compromise.

"That suit of armor wasn't made for showing off, Thor. It's a safety net."

Thor blinked, clearly still processing the meaning of the word.

Riley then turned his gaze to the anti-Riley armor that was emitting a low mechanical hum, and his tone became serious.

"In this world, the number of people who can stop me can be counted on one hand... If one day I lose control, if one day the dark energy completely corrupts me, or if some powerful being forcibly controls my mind and uses me to do things that I myself cannot forgive... At that time, Tony will be the one to put on the armor, press me to the ground and grind me down, so that I can physically calm down."

As he spoke, Riley turned his gaze back to Thor, his green eyes, belonging to Amora, filled with a hint of amusement and anticipation.

"But you're different, Thor. You're the God of Thunder... Your power comes from within yourself, not from any external force. So, you don't need any armor. Just keep training and develop this power, and you yourself will be a top-of-the-line anti-Reeley armor."

Thor stared blankly at Riley.

Those words circulated through his muscular brain, destroying many brain cells.

After he had finished digesting everything, the corners of his mouth began to curl upwards uncontrollably.

From a smug smile to a satisfied grin, and finally to an undisguised, radiant smile that seems to reach for the sky.

"...Hahaha! That's right! I am Thor, the God of Thunder! The strongest warrior in Asgard!"

Finally, he turned to the edge of the tarmac, put his hands on his hips, his red cape fluttering in the wind, and basked in the glory of being highly recognized, shouting triumphantly.

"How can mere scrap metal shake the majesty of the gods!"