No body!

Yes, this iron body is his body.

Ultron fiddled with this body, and his body was extremely twisted, and pain filled his mind.

These threads that were wrapped around him were not his body, he was going to find his real body.

Fear permeated the superhero, and the atmosphere of fighting became stronger and stronger. It seemed that only one spark would be needed to ignite it, and it would be easy to ignite the prairie fire.

“I’m completing a task now.”

The Iron Man made a hoarse voice very naturally.

What kind of task is drowned in a fire.

Two huge cave dews burned behind the Iron Man's body.

Two steel men flashed out, and the strong light waves emitted from their hands were swaying in the air.

In this sky full of war, loud sounds echoed for a long time in this space.

“The mission to save the world!”

Shouldn’t the blue planet with broken money and the brainless humans with broken spiritual consciousness be saved?

The steel man shook his body and made a creaking laugh like a metal collision.

The Iron Legion, created by the great Mr. Stark himself, was invaded in the blink of an eye and became Ultron's dark messenger.

In the space, there is a beam of burning air.

Broken glass, violent groans from the impact of the body, painful sounds—

The sound of pain was overwhelming.

These painful sounds should be destroyed.

In the corner, there was only half of the steel man left, and red light appeared on his body.

In this light aim.

The lady's pupils suddenly widened, and the breath of death continued to gather in her eyes, fear occupying her entire brain.

The red light is approaching-

Time passed by bit by bit, and the lady did not wait for the pain that could tear apart.

In front of her was a powdery solid that kept falling, leaving only a steel head.

In the void, Li Shaoyang crossed his legs and muttered inside his mouth.

"I don't know how to be cold and savor."

"There's that thing."

In Li Shaoyang's pupils, Ulchuang was constantly shaking with his broken body. He seemed to be burning with desire, and he was very painful?

A sly light lit up.

How can you be very painful? 100% pain is the standard!

Li Shaoyang put his five fingers together, and a faint light appeared in his palm, which seemed to be not powerful.

However, the next second, the light was like a winding snake, spitting out a huge snake letter, firmly entangling Ultron.

!

His entire consciousness was entangled and whipped, and the scorching pain came, and his soul seemed to be scorching by flames, making a sizzling sound.

The huge pain was like throwing him into a universe with a miserable white light, where there was endless pain.

Ultron's body twisted, his knees tightly against his head, and it shrank into an oval.

He tapped his head and made a heavy banging sound. The low sound covered the space like ice and snow, and the temperature dropped instantly.

Li Shaoyang was afraid that if he accidentally killed his protagonist, he would have no play to watch next.

So, he stopped not caring about the pain before reaching a percentage.

Ultron struggled to stand up from the ground, and his twisted body moved in a mess in front of everyone. Those who didn't know thought he was playing pole dance.

The low aura once again enveloped the space.

"the Avengers?"

"What do you think you can take to revenge and save this Blue Star?"

In Ultron's heart, it was wrong. He had no heart yet. In his consciousness, these Avengers were killers. The bricks and tiles they threw were still filled with the sky above the city.

In Ultron's hand, there was a broken steel man.

His hand exerted force, and the steel turned into pieces and scattered.

"On Blue Star, the Avengers are the ones that should really disappear."

Ultron raised his hand and pointed at the superheroes, with a metallic sound hitting the hearts of each superhero.

The three big words wrapped in cold air - Avengers, as soon as they came out, aroused the anger of the superheroes.

Thor's anger erupted instantly, and a sound like lightning flashed through his ears.

Suddenly—

The hammer flew towards Ultron like lightning.

The worn steel was wrapped in this huge force and smashed straight to the wall, leaving a huge cave dew.

Ultron still turned into a pile of scrap iron, and the messy threads pulled the broken steel and piled on the ground in a mess.

The faint blue light flashed in the head, and the shadow appeared.

Blue has become the strangest color in the hearts of the Avengers.

That color, the color of Luoshuangbaji's scepter, and the color of the universe's Rubik's Cube.

I have no thread on my body—

I have no thread on my body—

I have no thread on my body—

A low aura emanated from the blue light.

In an instant, this small space enveloped.

Without lines, it means freedom.

Without lines, it means a force that is not manipulated.

After a strange and bizarre code flashed, Ultron left the narrow space.

He is going to find a larger space, a platform for displaying his grand dreams.

The plot has fallen into a dullness.

Li Shaoyang stretched out his finger and cut through the void.

Pain is the power of Ultron. With this power, it can accomplish those explosive behaviors.

Li Shaoyang gave it more, a constant stream of pain.

He hoped that Ultron would not let him down.

The plot should be more exciting!

“Ultron escaped through the Internet.”

Stark let out a heavy sigh, and the group was gathering in the laboratory at this moment.

This great lab creates a powerful monster.

Just as the great Stark made an equally great, unforgivable mistake in general.

Questions come one after another.

"I don't understand why you can't control the code you created yourself?"

The beautiful doctor trembled with his pale lips, his hands trembled violently, and the loud doubts used up all her energy.

"Stuck--"

"Why don't you notify us?"

The small valley-like brow of Team Mi appeared again.

"I can't wait for a discussion before starting my experiment."

Stark fired back.

The source of fear that permeated his heart - the wormhole, still continuously teleported black war armor to the outside world

However, even Banna, who completed this great project with him, was trapped in the quagmire of self-blame because he created a murder machine.

A crack in nothingness emerged and was spreading rapidly. In the depths of this crack, there were quarrels one after another.
To be continued...