At midnight, Tony, who had just had a campaign with Miss Potts called "Love", was refreshed. Stark was busy in his underground lab.

He was recently making his 71st upgrade to his Super Mark Armor.

In recent years, the combat energy level he has been exposed to has become higher and higher, forcing Iron Man to continue to upgrade his weapon suit in an all-round way.

He continues to learn more and more about engineering on the planet.

Constantly from all over the world and even. The alien black market managed by B is there to find new materials.

Constantly upgrade the fire system and equip the suit with more advanced weapons.

This made Tony feel as if he was back to designing weapons all day long in his youth, but he didn't resist the return of this "old business".

On the one hand, after the last time the Skrulls threatened, Tony realized that he didn't have enough cards to deal with emergencies.

On the other hand, he has always regarded himself as a superhero, and in the increasingly dangerous earth, more powerful firepower means that he has a better chance of winning in future battles.

Weapons, indeed, are often used to carry out killings and violence.

But when the heroes are armed with weapons, these killing weapons can also be converted into guardian powers.

This was understood by Tony when he first used Super Mark to do his right.

"Drop, you have new news, Tony."

Tony, who was immersed in building a concept map for a new fire control system, was awakened by Jarvis's voice prompts, he looked up, pushed his design glasses, and said:

"Take it, let me see, which nasty ghost is calling at this time?"

Tony's voice was filled with dissatisfaction.

He's a researcher at heart, and he hates being interrupted while his mind is working.

"Buzz"

A blue communication projection was projected in front of Tony's eyes, Iron Man took off his glasses, looked at the big bald head with a serious expression on the projection in front of him, he pursed his lips and said:

"Lex. Luther, you know it's you, you're a nuisance. ”

"Alright, Tony, stop complaining."

He currently serves as the executive director of the Oneika Foundation. Luthor wore a crisp suit with his fingers crossed and his chin propped up.

He was not provoked by Tony, on the contrary, he ignored Tony's displeasure and said straight to the point:

"In my capacity as the rotating chair of the Illuminati this month, I am now convening a plenary meeting and an important message has just been received. B to the World Security Council, the group of politicians was terrified, and they urgently needed our advice. ”

"According to my assessment, this incident is SSS classified. So, give you 10 minutes and I'll be waiting for you at the former Xavier Mutant Academy site in New York. ”

"The timer starts, don't be late!"

"Huh"

After throwing down a cold warning, Luther's projection dissipated in Tony's laboratory, and this crisp tone made Iron Man pout again.

He seriously suspected that Luther was a communiqué vendetta.

But considering that when he was the rotating chairman last month, he got into trouble several times for the finance department of the Oneika consortium that Luthor was in charge of... Therefore, it is a matter of course for the other party to retaliate back.

"Stingy bald head!"

Tony stood up, stretched his body, and said to Jarvis:

"In 10 minutes, I rushed from California to New York, and there seemed to be no other way than to use magic or call for Barry to come and pick me up... What a cunning bastard, trying to get to my bottom when he gets the chance. ”

"Seal up the blueprints you have now, Jarvis, and get back to work when I get back."

Tony turned around and walked to the warehouse where he stored his armor, and a flight path was opened to the outside of the warehouse.

Iron Man stood in front of the glass-like storage square, his left hand in his trouser pocket, his right hand rubbing his chin, and he looked at the dozens of armors of different specifications and shapes on display in front of him.

He asked:

"Jarvis, that suit is the fastest?"

Tony's private AI quickly replied:

"The 'Shuttle', codenamed Mark 57, is modeled after the Mechanical's 'Mechanical Pioneers' of the Cult of the Mechanics, and can open the burst channel when charged, and theoretically it only takes less than 10 seconds to reach any place in the solar system."

"But the Mark 57 doesn't have any weapons systems attached, so I don't recommend you use it in battle."

"It's just a meeting."

Tony waved his hand, he picked up the coffee at hand, and said:

"That's it, 10 seconds, which means I have 8 minutes left? Well... Let's finish this cup of coffee and bring up the previous blueprints. ”

"Eight minutes should be enough time to complete it."

On the other side, at the former Xavier Mutant Academy site in New York, other members of the secret organization Illuminati are entering one after another.

This family estate, which belonged to Professor X, was no longer used as an academy after the establishment of Utopia Island.

Currently, the estate is used as the base camp of the X-Men, as well as a research and development base for advanced technology, as well as the home of a medical system.

After the establishment of the Illuminati, it became the base of the Illuminati.

Well, the so-called Illuminati, although the name is a bit bluffing.

But in reality, it's a small group of the smartest, richest, and most powerful superheroes on the planet, mostly at the head of a faction.

It was established as a subsidiary organization of the World Security Council in the aftermath of the Skrull crisis, and is primarily responsible for providing the World Security Council with the right advice on how to deal with major crises when they occur.

In addition to its official status, this organization is also a place used by major forces to communicate and play.

Just like there is a secret club between all retired agents, the contradictions between the bigwigs also need to be resolved in a place that is not known by ordinary people.

Its current members include:

Professor X, the representative of mutants, Black Bolt King (currently held by Crystal), the representative of Wakanda, the Black Panther Prince T'Challa, and the representative of the Wisdom Machine, Icarus. Riley, the spellcaster's representative Supreme Mage Victor. Feng. Doom, the outlier represents the immortal queen Xia Kela.

And scientists.

Tony. Stark, Reed. Richards, Lex. Luther.

and powerful heroes, there are currently only two:

Superman Clark, and Ms. Marvel Carol.

Although there are few members, they are all elites.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this group of people includes almost all the famous forces in the world at present, forming an intertwined network, through which you can contact any organization in the world.

When the Illuminati was founded, Nick was also invited. Fury came, but the braised egg head didn't join in.

He seems to be busy with other things lately, and he doesn't seem to have much interest in the secret work that he used to be obsessed with, which is really curious.

The Illuminati have a rotating chairmanship system, and there is a presiding officer every month who has the power to convene a meeting, but as long as it is not an S-class event, it will generally not hold a meeting.

In other words, this organization is only responsible for dealing with the crisis of "annihilation".

Once they assemble, it means big trouble.

"Luther..."

Dressed in a suit and wearing glasses, Clark walked into the conference room at Xavier Castle and was greeted by a large bald head Luther sitting at the front of the round table, who was looking at Clark with a kind of gaze that could hardly be called friendly.

This gaze made Clark a little dissatisfied.

Uh, according to the grapevine, Clark and Lex. There are actually some grievances between Luther.

It is said that for a few years ago, Luthor had been making trouble for Clark and trying to capture and banish Superman, but after the Battle of New York, Luthor had stopped a lot.

But this guy hasn't changed his extreme opinion of Clark, or even all superheroes who don't belong to Earth.

"Are you still stubbornly believing that my presence has weakened human potential?"

Clark opened his chair and sat down at the round table, he looked at Luther, and asked very bluntly:

"Although there is no evidence, I can feel that the 'harassment' that my people have encountered in recent times is closely related to you."

"Is this a warning?"

Luthor didn't care.

In the face of the most powerful man in the world, he behaved very coldly.

He said to Clark:

"I don't hate you, Superman, I have said publicly on many occasions that I don't hate you, I don't love you, I make judgments about your existence based on an earthling."

"Just as I doubted you, I doubt the purpose of your people coming to Earth..."

"And the Asgardians, the Cybertrons, the accidents have proved that your existence is a source of instability for this world."

Seeing that the two of them had the intention of arguing, Professor X, who was sitting next to Luther, laughed and played a round.

The professor, who had the same hairstyle as Luther, whispered:

"Don't be so mean, Luther, didn't you admit Superman too? You also think that his good intentions to the earth are worth far more than the trouble you have caused. ”

"yes, I think so."

Luthor glanced at Clark, and he said bluntly:

"I can admit that the presence of Superman is beneficial to Earth, because he has shed blood for this world, but the other Kryptonians have not done so... I have reason to doubt them. ”

"As for human potential..."

Luthor raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and he whispered:

"I've collected enough data to prove that humanity is evolving at an accelerated pace, and in the past, we would have thought of Superman as a god, but not necessarily in the not-so-distant future."

"With 15 seconds left, it looks like Tony. Stark is going to be late. ”

"Buzz"

As soon as Luthor finished speaking, a channel of sound waves fell from the sky and slammed into the lawn of Xavier's manor.

For a while, the extremely perfect lawn of the professor's house, which had been repaired, became bare after a few seconds of sound waves, and it was difficult to see the extreme, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.

A few seconds later, Tony, dressed in casual clothes, strode into the conference hall, he glanced at the professor, and he said:

"I'll compensate, Professor, and I'll find the best gardener to repair the damage I caused."

After speaking, he looked at Icarus, who was sitting on the other side, the orator who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and Iron Man gritted his teeth and said:

"Icarus! There is a problem with the data you gave me! You cunning mechanical fox! ”

"He scolded me!"

Icarus opened his eyes, as if he were a coquette, and grabbed the hand of the Carol mistress beside her, and she said to the mistress:

"You hear me, Tony. Stark stole my data and is still accusing me of being overbearing. ”

"Settle your own business, don't bother me."

The mistress leaned back in her chair with a tired expression.

As soon as I was tossed by the old man at home, I received a notice of the meeting, which made the housewife, who had planned to sleep well, very unhappy.

"Alright, stop arguing."

The professor raised his hand and pressed it down, and the entire conference hall fell silent.

After Tony was lately seated, Luthor, who was in the meeting, coughed lightly, and he played with the black pen on his arm to project a blue projection in front of everyone's eyes.

That's what the Nova Legion of Xandar shares with. Images of B and data from various energy readings.

The agents of the Nova Legion are really good at taking pictures, and in the images they sent, the power of the phoenix happens to shape the shape of a flaming phoenix, and in the high-definition picture quality, this scene is absolutely shocking.

"That's the trouble we're facing, guys, SSS-class incident."

Luther said in a succinct tone:

"According to the energy readings captured by the Nova Legion at the edge of the Southern Galaxy, the energy intensity of this unknown energy body has broken through the Heavenly Father-level power model we made based on the God King Odin."

"I have consulted with some professionals, and their judgment is that if this energy body is regarded as a whole, then its strength has reached the level of the Almighty Heavenly Father, or even the level of a single universe, after all, we cannot measure it accurately."

Luthor knocked on the table, and he said in an accentuated tone:

"We have no contact with this level of life form at the moment, so we can't make a special model of power, but everyone, don't leave it to chance, we have determined that the destination of this destructive energy body is Earth."

"At its speed, we have 2 days left to prepare... If we can't stop it when it touches the Earth's ground, then..."

Luthor didn't say any more, but everyone present understood what he was trying to say.

Luthor is just an ordinary person, but he has the intelligence that is definitely in the top 3 in this world, which even Tony, who has no deal with him, has to admit.

Therefore, Luther's judgment is acceptable to everyone.

"We can't stop it."

The first to speak was the Supreme Mage, Divine Monarch Doom.

The Father, who wore a silver visor and a green hood, came to a pessimistic conclusion after reading the energy readings.

The crystal princess, who was sitting next to Doom, was a little restless in the crowd, she looked left and right, and then again, and finally turned to look at the sleepy Carol, and she said:

"Ms. Carroll, that one of yours..."

"Don't count on my old man."

The mistress waved her hand, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and whispered:

"He's got other things to do, but as far as I know about him, if he doesn't show up for this kind of thing, it means..."

Carol opened her eyes and looked at the projection in front of her, and she said:

"The truth of the matter, not as desperate as we see, perhaps... The irresistible power of the energy body is just an illusion. With the right approach, it may not be difficult to deal with. ”

"After all, I heard him say that you fought off the Father before he reached it, which shows that, at least in this matter, it is possible to defeat the strong with the weak."

The mistress shrugged her shoulders, closed her eyes again, and dozed off as she said:

"Just find the right weaknesses."