CHAPTER XIX

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant, and by the time Gwen could react, she was already tightly wrapped in the tentacles of slaughter, hanging in the air.

She wriggled and struggled, but soon found that

Although the tentacles are not very hard to wrap around and not be painful or suffocating, they are not slippery.

The limbs, the waist and the dry waist, these places of power are all just right to restrict, so that Gwen has no strength but no need,

It almost perfectly spared the vibranium suit's high-strength defense and energy-absorbing characteristics.

But in a hurry, Gwen didn't have time to think so much, and the tentacles of the slaughter were pulling her to the slaughter, and then said:

"You have symbiotes in you too?"

"Hey! Bastard, you don't want to get her! Gwen said harshly.

“……”

Scolding me for being a bastard? No, no, she's scolding the slaughter.

Peter didn't hesitate to throw the pot to the poor symbiote, and then looked at his little girlfriend,

It's so nice and cute when you're angry.

Of course, that's all. Peter didn't want to keep dying and make Gwen angry.

He occupies the identity of the massacre only to facilitate the completion of his plan,

In order to reclaim the identity of Black Superman.

Maybe more or less, there is also a desire to have fun, but this does not include hurting Gwen.

However, in this way, how to take away the symbiote from Gwen's body has become a little delicate.

Peter didn't know which symbiote Gwen was on, and perhaps it was the symbiote that bothered him the most this time.

It's really good at picking hosts.

Perhaps, it can be ......

With an idea, Peter sighed and said:

"Gwen ......"

The sound was processed through the layers of symbiotes, and by the time it reached Gwen's ears, it was already somewhat distorted and thickened.

But this did not prevent Gwen from hearing a somewhat familiar tone, and the whole person was stunned.

More than once, and the previous Green Whip was also ......

Of course, it's not that she suspects anything.

It's just that such a powerful, ferocious monster suddenly popped out of her mouth more than once, like an old friend, in a familiar tone, how could she not feel strange,

Strange who is under the mask......

On the other side, Devouring saw that the spider girl was caught in the blink of an eye, and she didn't care about anything, so she rushed forward to support.

Peter could only call up a part of the slaughter force to block, so the power to bind Gwen would naturally become weaker.

Gwen also reacted quickly, taking advantage of the "miss" of the massacre, and hurriedly withdrew.

"Are you alright, Spider-Woman?"

Seeing Gwen get rid of the slaughter, Devourer also stepped aside to confront the slaughter.

"I'm fine...... Gwen said this, and she was already asking the illusion in her heart,

"Miss Phantom, who is the host of the slaughter?"

"Huh? What do you ask this for...... The host of the massacre is Cletus Cassady, a serial murderer. ”

Although he was puzzled, the phantom still answered truthfully,

"He's from another universe too."

This answer made Gwen even more puzzled, could it be that the other party knew himself in another universe?

Unable to get an answer from the Phantom Demons, the guessing game had to be temporarily suspended, and the most important thing now was to stop the slaughter.

But at this time, Gwen noticed that the slaughter suddenly raised her head to the sky, and said:

"It's finally here."

Well? What's coming? Almost at the same time, Tony's voice rang out again in the suit's built-in communication,

"Gwen, we're here!"

A red-and-gold steel armor descended from the sky and landed straight in front of Gwen and Devour, the first to face the slaughter.

At the same time, there were several armors controlled by Jarvis in the sky, keeping an eye on the slaughter, making sure that he would not have another chance to escape this time.

Coming prepared, the momentum suddenly returned to Tony's side.

But Peter only said lightly about this:

"You're too late, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Tony was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Massacre could say such things plainly in the face of heavy encirclement, but it was impossible for him to admit defeat and say:

"Then I hope you don't regret it later, and run away again, this time you won't give another chance to escape."

As he spoke, he didn't forget to let Jarvis observe the devouring on the side, and of course, Gwen assured him that he knew that the other party was on his side, at least for now.

Peter also looked at Tony's armor for a moment...... He finally took out his Armor at the bottom of the box, the Destroyer.

It's just that, unlike the semi-finished products that could only be rough and rushed out more than half a year ago because of the rush of time,

The current Destroyer Warframe, just from the outside, has perfectly integrated Asgardian skills and Stark technology,

Mythology and mechanical technology are intertwined and fused to create a different kind of beauty, and correspondingly, the strength has also been greatly increased.

It seems that in the past half a year, Tony has really studied a lot of things in the field of magic.

At the very least, he had already crumpled the mana structure on the Destroyer's body to pieces, otherwise it would be impossible to optimize the Warframe like this.

He has accumulated enough knowledge that just one person or opportunity can easily open the door to another world.

But...... So what?

Rumble!

The battle is about to break out, and the alleys between the buildings can no longer support this level of fighting.

In the midst of the swift and powerful explosion, the carnage spread its wings and soared into the sky, followed by Tony's Destroyer Armor,

There were also a large number of armors around, and they besieged Peter with Tony.

"Crowd tactics?"

"Enough for you, Jarvis the monster, ready to do the trick."

"I'm honored, sir."

Since the closure of the weapons department, Tony's armor is rarely equipped with weapons such as missiles, and generally uses light cannons or lasers as the main means of attack.

At this moment, the double-digit armor was coordinated and controlled by Jarvis, and they fired light cannons at Peter, and the picture was dazzling.

Beams of lasers lit up in the fading dark sky like dazzling fireworks, sprinkled all along the way.

Among them, as the one with the highest strength, Tony's Destroyer armor naturally assumed the role of frontal containment.

The powerful energy cannons gathered in his palms and chest were enough to pose a life-threatening threat to the current slaughter.

Not to mention that there are a lot of armor around that are under the precise control of Jarvis and assist Tony.

They are like a swarm of flies, and when they are numerous, they are also very troublesome.

Peter saw the battle as a game, and it was naturally impossible to use his own strength.

He now acts like a player, maneuvering through the air as Carnage dodges, dodging barrage-like lasers.

I have to say that if it was the previous massacre, Tony would have been suppressed in the face of this kind of battle alone.

As everyone knows, Tony also felt extremely shocked and troubled in his heart at this moment.

Dispatching so many armors means that he will not spare his hands this time, and he will rush to solve the other party at one time, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

The Phantom Demon said that the slaughter had defeated them in another universe and swept the entire world, which meant that the other party had the potential to destroy the world.

For this kind of potential stock, he should be strangled in the cradle.

But to Tony's surprise,

From just now to now, he has set up several nets with the assistance of Jarvis.

The speed and position of each warframe are precisely calculated, just waiting for the slaughter to drill in, and all the warframes will rush up without giving any chance.

If you want to break through the slaughter, you have to shed your skin if you don't die.

This is a set of tactics that he has studied and let Jarvis simulate for a long time in the past six months, and he is quite confident that he is the only one in the world who has this ability and material resources to use.

Although this is the first time it has been introduced, Jarvis has been simulated countless times in the computer, facing a variety of situations and various opponents with corresponding resolution formations.

But at this moment, in the face of slaughter, this tactic seems to have failed somewhat.

At the last minute, the slaughter would take a sudden turn and run away.

As a result, his design fell through, and he had to find another opportunity to trap him, which would consume a lot of time.

Once can be said to be accidental, but twice, three times?

Tony can't be naïve enough to think that the other party is lucky, but that's unbelievable.

Is there anyone who can really surpass Jarvis, who is backed by a very large server in computing, and be more familiar with this field than they are?

At least the carnage doesn't look like it.

It doesn't make sense.

But even if it is unreasonable, the other party has already done it, Tony can only accept it, and he quickly makes another decision with an iron mind.

"Jarvis, activate the backup plan."

"Are you sure, sir?"

There was also a hint of heartache in Tony's eyes, but he still said firmly: "This is the best choice." ”

"Yes, backup plan activated."

At the same time, all the Iron Warframes received the order in an instant, changed their flight patterns, and rushed towards the slaughter in a suicidal manner.

There's nothing to say, since you can't block each other, let's exchange lives for lives, and everyone will blow themselves up and die together.

Peter naturally quickly noticed that these fly armors suddenly had completely different flight patterns,

One by one, they don't pull and pull, they all rush directly to the face?

He suddenly understood Tony's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Being so cruel to yourself?" I hadn't been so decisive before. ”

Then he waved his wings and flew faster, and the opponent had already made a big move, so he naturally had to avoid its edge.

The slaughter could not have been unharmed by this wave of self-detonation.

All at once, the two sides went from a guerrilla pull to a 100-meter sprint.

But since Tony has set up this plan, how can he not have a backhand.

With the start self-destructing, the energy of the Warframes, the engine also entered overheating mode, in exchange for a faster explosion.

It is impossible to slaughter with wings faster than this group of death-seeking armor.

In fact, Peter is not without a solution to this, the simplest one is to drill directly into the city and fly at a low altitude, and it is impossible for Tony not to throw a mouse.

But. He wasn't a real massacre after all.

It's just a return from time travel and playing with these heroes, and it's not enough to really think of yourself as a villain in the play.

So, Peter just took a bunch of overheated tails behind him, turned his head, and flew towards Tony.

I went to lunch~

(End of chapter)