Avengers polar silver wolf

He was afraid that this responsibility would fall on him again. Even if he was sure of it in his heart, it would be even more terrifying to hear it from someone else's mouth.

"Why? Why didn't you try your best?" Steve said when he grabbed his hand when Wanda lost his mind. He didn't know how many times he woke up from his dream.

"It's me, it's me who didn't try my best." Stark clenched his fists and groaned.

The Nano Armor was originally designed to protect the earth from alien attacks, but it was unexpected that such a powerful force could not even protect the people around it.

"I don't deserve such power!" Stark threw the Ark reactor dozens of meters away, then sat on the ground like a child with his head in his hands.

"Tony, this is not your fault..."

"Go on, kid, let me talk to him." An old man with white hair, wearing a decent long windbreaker and an exquisite little hat, came over.

"Who are you? This place has been blocked. How did you get in?" Rhodes asked strangely.

"Rhode, everything is settled. Now call Mr. Stark. It's time for us to board the ship." Helen Zhao walked out of the cabin and said.

"Who are you?" Rhodes was more concerned about the identity of this mysterious old man.

The old man didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile.

This kind of smile and silence made Rhodes even more alert. He raised the pistol behind his back and shouted: "I don't care who you are, stay away from me and raise your hands."

"I want to talk to Mr. Stark alone. You can get on the plane first." The old man waved calmly to Rhodes, who was still holding his gun.

Before he could react, the gun in his hand had instantly disintegrated into a pile of parts scattered on the ground.

"Colonel Rhodes, Agent Romanoff is still unconscious. What are you doing? Do you want her to die?" Stephen Strange said angrily as he walked out of the plane.

"you……"

"Rhode," Stark said calmly, "get on the plane."

"But..." Rhode wanted to say something, but when he saw everyone's glaring eyes, he said helplessly and impatiently, "Okay, let's go, let's get on the boat first."

Watching the plane slowly take off and fly towards the space carrier, the old man trembled and sat next to Stark and said humorously: "Oh, no, I'm getting older, and my waist and legs are no longer what they used to be."

"I know who you are," Stark said without looking at him, his face full of seriousness, "Mr. Eric Lensherr."

"Oh," the smile on the old man's face gradually faded, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes, "Mr. Stark knows what I said, which saves me a lot of trouble."

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Lansheer, I believe you have seen all of this. All our enemies have been united, including you. And my team is almost defeated now. If you want to fight here,

When the time comes to destroy us, I admit defeat." Stark stood up and stepped on the soft sand and took a few steps forward intentionally or unintentionally.

"You want to find this, right?" Lancel had already seen Stark's intention. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Ark Reactor flew over from dozens of meters away. "Believe me, from World War II to now, I have always been responsible for it."

I still lived a few more days than you did."

"Okay, you win, tell me, what do you want?" Stark spread his hands.

Then he whispered into the headset very quietly: "Assassination."

"Okay, I'll give it back to you," Lancel raised his trembling hand to hold the reactor, "Although I'm old and my hands are trembling, fortunately I'm deaf. But no matter what you say, you can't commit a costly assassination attempt.

I am an old man."

Stark, who received the reactor, looked at the old man in surprise. This move was beyond his expectation.

"I know. A few years ago, I led the Brotherhood to do evil everywhere and did all kinds of bad things. I was always an enemy of my old friend Charles. But you have to know that my relationship with Charles has been forged since the Cold War. At that time

We are still on the same front, it’s just that we have different attitudes towards a series of measures taken by humans towards us mutants. Charles believes that we should work hard to influence them, but I only have revenge in my eyes. After what happened in Apocalypse, I was honored

Fighting side by side with him again. Alas... He is always compassionate. Faced with the blind tolerance of you humans to all kinds of cruel behaviors of mutants, I don't know how he can bear so much. Even in the face of

Despite all kinds of misunderstandings, suspicions and even all kinds of harm, he will still choose to protect mankind, I..." Speaking of this, Lansheer choked up.

A muddy tear slipped from his wrinkled face and was instantly absorbed by the sand, leaving no trace.

But Stark's heart was throbbing. Is the white-haired old man in front of him still the ruthless and evil Magneto?

"Mr. Lansher," Stark walked forward slowly. From a certain point of view, Magneto and Professor X looked more like himself and Steve, "I..."

"Although I have said so many things that I don't like about him, it's just that our personalities and thoughts are different. We are both working hard for the future of mutants. To be honest, he has paid far more for it than I have.

Much more. On one side are humans, on the other side are me and the Brotherhood, and he has to deal with both parties at the same time. Thinking about it now, I really feel that I was really stupid at that time." The old man's voice trembled with excitement, which was originally trembling.

At this moment, his hands were firmly clenched into fists to support his high shoulders.

It has been nearly four years since Steve and I started fighting side by side during the New York War, and we have experienced a lot of battles in between. Although I have never been able to accept his righteousness, overwhelming sense of justice, and self-righteousness.

style, but over the years, Stark and Steve have become inseparable comrades, brothers and relatives from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of feeling transcends any existence. In Stark's heart, Steve is already a life-and-death friend. Even in Berlin, he pleaded with General Ross more than once, asking him to persuade him instead of fighting the captain through force.

Opposite.

Okay, he did say that he wanted to knock out the captain's neat and white teeth, but at that time he really couldn't do it.

Sitting at the door of the operating room of the Aircraft Carrier Medical Station, looking at Rogers' unrecognizable arm through the glass, Stark covered his eyes with his hands and sobbed softly.

"Spider-Man is gone, Captain is seriously injured and rescued, Falcon's life or death is unknown..." Natasha came over with a bandage on her head, "At this time, Tony, you must hold up the banner of the entire alliance. At this time, you can't

Don’t waver anymore.”

"Cortana, what should I do... This is the first time since I became Iron Man that I have felt so helpless. During this time... we have experienced too much." Stark wiped his face and blushed.

His eyes tried hard to look like normal.

"We have been comrades for so many years. Don't show off in front of me, Tony. If you suppress the emotions on your back too much, you will get hurt. Our team still counts on you." Natasha said and pulled out the back of her hand.

The hanging needle on the bed hugged Stark's increasingly trembling body, turning his back to the operating room glass.

When the two people's faces left each other's sight, the tears flowed down uncontrollably like a flood that had burst the embankment. Although their faces were full of tears, they did not make any sound. Neither of them wanted to infect the other person with their sadness.

The pain, worry and despair were all left to myself.

Piper, who was watching them from a distance, also covered his mouth and knelt on the ground. Tony always showed fearlessness in front of her, could defeat everything, and would do everything to protect himself at critical moments. But in fact, she also knew that he

Just resisting.

He is also a human being, and as a human being, he will have fears, sadness, impulses, and helplessness. But Tony only gave Piper the best and sunniest side, and kept all the pain to himself.

Looking at him and Natasha, Piper was actually quite jealous. Rather than being his significant other, she wanted to be his teammate like Natasha. This way she could face the truest things in his heart with him.

The idea of ​​fearlessness is false, and a superhero without emotions and desires cannot exist, because he is not even a complete human being.

She has always seen Tony as a flat person, a Tony with only a sunny and strong side. But today, right here, he really saw a three-dimensional, complete Tony Stark, and this is the real Iron Man.

In the ruins of Osborn, Crossbones Rumlow, wearing Taskmaster's armor, easily crushed one after another Stark's steel armors that had exhausted their energy.

"Spider-Man is dead, and thanks to Mr. Silver Wolf, I finally got my revenge." William Baker, the sandman still wearing a black and green striped T-shirt, staggered out of the sand. It can be seen that the state he just transformed into a giant made him feel uncomfortable.

How much energy did he spend?

"Congratulations, my friend. Although Spider-Man is dead, he still exists," Rumlow pointed to the huge mothership looming in the sky. "The Avengers have been obstructing the eyes of adults. If they don't come together,

If you get rid of it, the tragedy that happened to you will happen again to many families."

When Baker heard this, his eyes were filled with anger, and the surrounding sand quickly flowed to his feet. He once again wanted to grow in size, but he only grew to less than five meters before he instantly turned into a block of sand and fell to pieces on the ground.

"Don't worry, William, we are here now. We have plenty of time and experience to play with them slowly. You are not in a hurry at this moment. You have just experienced a war and you need to take a good rest. The master and I are planning for the future.

It's been arranged. Don't worry, I will definitely notify you when I need you." Rumlow curled his lips disdainfully.

"Okay, okay..." Baker stood up from the sand again and followed unsteadily.

"Hey! Mr. Rumlow, do you see who I caught?!" After walking a few steps, I heard someone screaming strangely.

Doctor Octopus Johnson was seen dragging a few broken arms that were still sparking, and the intact mechanical arm was holding the unconscious Falcon Sam Wilson.

"Hahahaha, this is Captain America's right-hand man, and you caught him. I believe the master will be very happy, just wait for the reward when you return." Rumlow's ugly face was filled with joy.

"Thank you, Lord Silver Wolf. This time I only captured the captain's right-hand man. Next time I will capture the captain directly. Lord Silver Wolf will definitely be happier then." Johnson said with a smile.

"Let's go. I'm afraid there won't be any chance this time. We have another plan. Don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities for you to contribute, just wait." Rumlow turned his back and immediately stopped laughing, and said seriously

.

"Okay, okay, no problem." Johnson didn't notice the difference in Rumlow's tone, and still said proudly.

"etc!"

Just as the three of them were preparing to return to Hammer Industries, a loud bell-like voice suddenly came.

They looked back and saw Magneto Eric Landsher standing not far away with his body upright.

"Magneto," Rumlow immediately recognized the man's identity and asked impatiently, "What does this have to do with you? The X-Men have all been wiped out. Why don't you enjoy your happy old age? Why don't you come here to join us?"

What a bustle."

"I wanted to, but you didn't give me this chance. It seems like you took away something that wasn't yours." Lancel said lightly.

Rumlow looked around, and all the metal products in the ruins: steel bars, cars... were shaking and making creaking sounds. He had a premonition that something might not be good. If they fought hard, it would probably be very difficult for the three of them to fight.

Difficulty is Magneto's opponent.

"Johnson," Rumlow immediately ordered, "the time has come to show your ability, don't screw it up for me." After that, he flew into the air, grabbed Sam and wanted to leave.

"You're kidding." Magneto smiled sideways.

Rumlow stretched out his hand slightly and sprayed flames, trying to slip away. He was sucked by the huge suction force in mid-air and could not fly another centimeter. Doctor Octopus came over with his teeth and claws open, and Magneto calmly raised another

One hand: "Tsk, are you here to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw those metal arms being dismembered piece by piece as the distance between them and Ranchel gradually shortened, scattered into parts and falling on the ground. When they arrived in front of Magneto, Johnson himself was the only one left.

He looked at Magneto and smiled awkwardly, and Magneto smiled back at him, then stretched his hand towards the ruins on the side. A smashed car flew out of the ruins following his hand, and the car flew out of the ruins.

Johnson hit the ruins on the other side like a billiard ball.

Then, just as Lancel slowly pulled Rumlow back to the ground, Sandman Baker tried his best to form a sand fist and hit him. Although Lancel had mobilized countless surrounding metals to form a metal wall,

But he had no choice but to be rushed several meters away by the impact. Fortunately, there were fine piles of sand on the ground, and Lancel was not injured. Rumlow also missed due to the huge rebound force and Sam fell to the ground. The pain made Sam gradually wake up and rubbed

He slowly sat up with his head on his back.

Seeing this scene, Rumlow felt that if the Falcon regained its combat effectiveness, he and Baker would definitely be no match, so before Sam fully regained consciousness, he cursed and flew high into the sky angrily. Baker also transformed when he saw this.

A sandstorm followed closely.

The ruins of Osborne soon returned to peace.

"Ah, my God, there is finally no movement above. Fortunately, the foundation of the Osborne Company building is solid. If possible, you can probably climb the stairs to the ground." Bullock said easily.

"Although there is no danger now, Eddie, I still don't understand whether our rescue is meaningful? If we survive, I can completely listen to you. We can save more people together, but if we want to save this

If the sinner dies, then those people will not be saved? This is not cost-effective." Venom said in Bullock's head.

"In the face of life, it is not worthwhile to do anything. A life is also a life. No matter how vicious it is, we cannot decide their life or death. And the legal system established by our civilization for thousands of years is for equality and order.

Yes, this is also the most essential difference between us and other animals." When Bullock was talking to himself, he had already arrived in front of a severely deformed door that had been squeezed.

"This is it." As he spoke, venom precipitated from his skin and quickly covered his body. Brock, who transformed into venom, expanded the twisted door frame like tearing apart a piece of paper.

but……

"Oh, no...I'm sorry..."

The mysterious guest Quentin Baker who was stuck to the wall had no vital signs. The falling bricks and concrete almost buried him until only his head was left. The large piece of blood that started to solidify flowing out through the cracks in the bricks should fully illustrate this.

There is no possibility of saving people.

"Those who deserve it..."

"Don't say that, Venom, he is an abandoned baby forgotten by the times. His hatred for this indifferent society led to his heinous behavior. I think it was my hatred for Parker and Spider-Man that led to our union in the beginning.

, and... Harry Osborne... paid a heavy price for our stupidity. Now we can choose to change our ways and save more people through our own efforts, so why can't we give him more

Does he have a chance?" After Bullock said these impassioned words, it seemed that he needed some applause and cheers, but what he was greeted with was silence.

Venom was also silent in his brain.

Suddenly, an electronic sound came from not far away. It sounded like someone who had not turned off the TV: "Okay, okay, very good. This speech can really be broadcast on TED..."

"There will be a TV here? Watch it here?" Bullock said softly.

An ordinary person would probably faint from fear, but Brock, who was familiar with Venom's ferocious face, was very calm. After all, the ghosts and spirits in horror movies are not scarier than this face.

Bullock turned into Venom and slowly moved over following the sound. Not far away was a monitor pressed under a boulder, with various graphic symbols and snowflakes still flashing inside.

"What about you, Eddie Brock? Although I am a machine now, I was once a human being of flesh and blood. It's just that the Red Skull I assisted at the time is now the Polar Silver Wolf. That's not all.

Same, after all these years I have seen through killing, and I no longer have any feelings for blood and death. Although I have lived longer than the captain, do you think this is living? What am I now? A human being? An old machine

It's just a broken machine." On the display screen was a sad expression drawn by a stick figure.

"I can remove this stone. It's a small matter, isn't it, Dr. Zola? I've heard about this plan to store your thoughts in a database. For a great scientist like you, we can still cooperate.

Yes, the Polar Silver Wolf has abandoned you, but we will not. You must know many secrets of Hydra and the Polar Silver Wolf. With your help, we can definitely eradicate them completely." Block thought as he climbed to the bottom of the boulder.

To move it away.

"It's useless, don't worry. The Polar Silver Wolf has thought of it a long time ago. With the help of the Red Queen, he might be watching you from somewhere. Moreover, it is his practice to set up a suicide program for everyone, and it is just a matter of burning bridges.

His usual method. You can't save me. My self-destruction program has been activated. You must escape to the ground within a minute, otherwise the entire Osborne underground hive will collapse. The reason why I called you here is because what you just said infected me.

Now, I believe you will become the most important member of the Avengers."

"No... no, I must save you, Stark. Stark must have a way. I can save you..."

"Listen to me kid, my disk has been destroyed by the Silver Wolf, but there are still important documents about the Polar Silver Wolf's next plan in the safe in the first laboratory. The haste in which he was taken away must not have been destroyed.

, so... go quickly, it will be too late." The voice from Zola's stereo was as loud as thunder.

"Thank you, Dr. Zola...I..." Bullock didn't know what to say for a moment as the venom had already covered his body.

"We don't have much time, Eddie, but I always feel like something is wrong." Venom broke through the walls one after another between the laboratories and rushed towards the first laboratory Dr. Zola said.

"In the end, nothing was protected," Bullock said.

"But your kindness has bought us something. Let's see what's in the safe first." Venom said while jumping back and forth between many instruments and walls.

The number on the door of the first laboratory that was pressed into two parts can still be vaguely recognized against the surrounding sparks and a few incandescent lamps that are still shining faintly: x-23.

"Why don't you kill him directly?" Zola's familiar voice sounded again in the underground factory of Hammer Industries. "When I explode, the high temperature of thousands of degrees can instantly burn the venom to the point where no residue is left."

"Do you know why you always help others but can never replace him, Dr. Zola?" the Polar Silver Wolf said with a smile.

"Why, I am all ears, master." Zola said flatteringly.

"Because your eyes, oh no, the camera, are always focused on this point in front of you." On the big screen was a series of photos taken just now of Bullock transforming into Venom. "Your eyes are short-sighted. Is Venom important to us? Revenge.

People! This group is our enemy. What does it matter no matter how powerful a single hero is? Spider-Man, ha, if there were no Avengers, would he have died a few days ago? Why wait until now to kill him. So once

They twisted into a rope, became an organization, and hugged each other. That's the most terrifying thing. Do you understand, Zola Murdoch?"

A giant head was supported by a flying seat and flew from the darkness to the polar silver wolf: "What the master said is absolutely true, but I didn't think carefully."

"Do you know why I gave you a better body again? It's because you didn't think carefully. If you could think as carefully as I did, then today I would really let you blow yourself up under the ruins.

There is not even a scum left. So, never try to be smart in front of me." The polar silver wolf suddenly and viciously approached Rumlow's ear who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, Master." Rumlow's voice had a slight vibrato.

"Then, the next step is the game I carefully arranged for the Avengers."

A hologram of an island was displayed on the large screen.

Immediately, the room shook, and the central pool of the Hammer Industrial Park slowly opened from the middle. A B-2 stealth bomber, known as the "Ghost in the Sky," slowly rose out of the water. It turned out that this room was inside the aircraft.

As the plane quickly took off, the Polar Silver Wolf shouted excitedly: "Next stop, Costa Rica. Avengers, are you ready? Welcome to the Jurassic Age."

(End of The Fierce Battle with Osborne)