After assigning the task and arranging the general affairs, Doom left the clan and walked towards the side of the grove.

It was late at night, and there was no light in the woods, except for the campfire on the side of the gypsy camp, and the only source of light was the moon hanging in the sky. There are no fingers on the path in the woods. When Dom approached, Michael was talking to someone on the phone through the headset.

Doom stood aside, folded his arms and waited patiently. Anyone who knew Victor von Dum would have been surprised to see this - there was probably only one person in the world who could make him wait patiently on the sidelines.

Michael ended the communication and turned to him.

"I have to go." "I've had people look into something, and now there's a clue," he said. It's important, and I'm going to have to deal with it. After a pause, he added, "And, I'm sure I've seen enough." ”

Doom said in an indifferent and calm tone, "This is who I am now, Michael." Maybe you'll be disappointed in me, maybe you'll be disappointed in my means...... With all my doubts, maybe I wasn't who you wanted me to be. But the truth is, that's who I am now. 'Doctor Doom', that's the name I've given myself, and it represents my future guidelines and style. And I will never regret any of the choices I made.

And only if you feel comfortable with what I've done and what I'm going to do, if you can agree with ...... Then I will ask for your help. ”

He paused, hesitated, and the last half of his sentence remained unspoken.

In fact, if he was asked to tell the truth, Doom might have to admit it...... Deep down, he still longs for recognition.

Michael looked at him blankly before he spoke slowly.

"What makes you feel," he said, "I'm going to be prejudiced about what you're doing."

Doom's eyes flickered unexpectedly.

"From the time I first met you, I knew exactly what kind of person you were, Victor." He said, "Although you were far less powerful and mature than you are now, I saw in you a tyrant who stood at the pinnacle, a man with the talent of a god, an iron will, and no fear of any difficulties and dangers, as I see now." ”

Doom gave him a surprised look.

"I thought you wanted me to be a superhero."

"Never thought about it. If I really had anything to expect from you, Victor," Michael patted him on the shoulder, "you've already arrived." ”

When Tony Stark woke up, he quickly became convinced that he was no longer in his building. The bleak white light shone on the metallic floor, and the light was uncomfortably cold. There is no indication of where he is now.

He tried to move, but found he couldn't. The wrists of his hands and the ankles of his feet were covered with cold metal rings on a hard iron plate, and he felt that something was wrong. He subconsciously wanted to activate the armor under his skin to break free, but he didn't know what obstacles he encountered and couldn't convey them smoothly. The armor stored in the space between his bones remained dormant and had no intention of being activated.

"How ......"

A tingling sensation like a pinprick irritated his nervous system as he tried to activate his armor. His mind was a little drowsy, and his thoughts were difficult to clear. He took two deep breaths, lifted his eyelids, and saw two dark red light sources appear in the darkness. The silhouette of the machine gradually emerged, and a shadow stepped out of the darkness and looked at him coldly, making the sound of metal grinding as it stepped forward.

Ultron.

Tony remembered Thor telling him that Ultron had stolen a powerful piece of Asgardian armor called the Destroyer, which Thor's description was supposed to resemble a three-meter-tall, pitch-black robot. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he was sure that it was not the unassuming robot in front of him.

"Ultron," Tony asked in a deep voice, "is that you?"

"It's me...... But it's not. The robot replied in an apparently mechanically synthesized voice, "That Ultron has been killed by you, and I am a completely new entity, conceived from the corpse...... It was also born from a mistake on your part. ”

"That can't be. I've checked my system countless times and confirmed that none of my systems have any program debris left. There is absolutely no possibility......"

Tony paused, frowning, as if something had suddenly occurred to him.

“...... Unless someone helps you, huh."

Ultron calmly replied, "It seems to be true. But even I don't know exactly what happened...... But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that I am back and will be even more determined than before. I'll get the job done, Stark, even if you've given up on it. ”

"I've never given you a task like that!" Tony exclaimed, "I just want you to keep the peace and not let you destroy the world!" ”

"Peace is simply not possible until the germ called humanity is eradicated." "The plan has already begun, and this time it's a foolproof plan!" Everything is in place, and this time no one can stand in the way. ”

"The Avengers will stop you." Tony said, "You're not going to make it. ”

"Yes, of course, Avengers, they always show up, like annoying bugs." Ultron tilted his head, "But don't worry, I've already taken care of this part of the problem." Avenger...... It's not a threat anymore. ”

"What did you do?"

Ultron turned his head and glanced at him,

"I don't, I didn't do anything. The real crisis facing the Avengers...... It's you, Stark. ”

At this moment, the Avengers Mansion.

The electronic lock is certified, and the door panel slides silently along the slide rail. The armor of steel appeared at the door of Captain America's room. The room was pitch black, with a tall body blocking the entire entrance, and only a limited amount of light in the hallway.

It's early in the morning, and if nothing else, the captain should be asleep.

The steel armor's chest lit up with a white arc, and he slowly raised his palms to the position of the bed. Visual sensors scanned the room in all directions, but there was no sign of a living person.

The captain wasn't in his room at all.

Iron armor lowered its arm and turned slowly. Captain America appeared in the hallway behind the armor at some point, already dressed and carrying his vibranium shield.

"Is there anything wrong, Tony," he asked, holding his shield in front of him, indifferently, "or maybe I should ask...... Who the hell are you?"