[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-the-villain":3,"chapter-marvel-the-villain-marvel-the-villain-chapter-149":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: The Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1085876,1417,"Chapter 149","marvel-the-villain-chapter-149",149,"\u003Cp>Time flies—half a year gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Los Angeles, Malibu, beachside villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evening. Tony Stark was in his villa’s lab, working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a spacious workbench lay a red-and-gold Iron Man suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Obadiah and the board kicked him out of his own company, the former genius playboy vanished from the public eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tabloids even claimed he was bedridden with some terminal disease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth was, for nearly eight months, Tony had been grinding, not even touching a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His relentless work paid off big time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spent five months cracking the miniaturization of the arc reactor, creating a palladium energy ring less than ten centimeters wide, pumping out over three billion joules per second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suit’s power problem was solved, but Tony didn’t rest. He dove straight into building the Mark series Iron Man suits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The basement display case was revamped, now holding two suits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From left to right: Mark I and Mark II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark I was the suit Stark Industries pitched to the military three years ago, shot down for lacking stable power. Basically, a giant turtle shell. In a battle in L.A. months back, Jason fucked it up bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That led to Tony getting roasted by the media, with Hammer Industries publicly humiliating him daily over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That suit became Tony’s deepest wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Pepper’ help, Tony shook off the gloom and vowed to build a suit that could take Jason down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dug out the trashed suit, named it Mark I, and kept it in the lab as a reminder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every glance at the wrecked armor stung his heart, fueling endless rage that turned into relentless drive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the right of Mark I was the sleek, silver Mark II.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Built two months ago, it was slimmer, designed to test the suit’s performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark II ran on the Jarvis OS, capable of target scanning and locking multiple enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had GPS and real-time vitals monitoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powered by the palladium ring, its hands and boots fired arc pulses for high-speed flight or hovering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But due to material issues, it iced up at high altitudes, causing system failures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Mark II was a massive leap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gave Tony the boost to keep going, immediately starting on Mark III—the suit on the workbench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inspired by his classic car, Tony gave Mark III a slick red-and-gold paint job, the best-looking of the trio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapon-wise, it packed shoulder-mounted six-barrel miniguns, Stark Industries’ micro anti-tank missiles, and flare decoys. Its combat power was no joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also swapped materials, fixing the high-altitude icing issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OK, finally done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony wiped sweat from his brow, slotting the repaired mechanical arm into the automated suit deployment system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went upstairs, showered, and noticed Pepper wasn’t back yet. It was only 7 p.m., so he decided to take a spin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped into a tight bodysuit, stepped onto the lab’s smart floor, and activated the deployment system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor opened, the suit rose from below, and robotic arms swiftly assembled it onto Tony’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faceplate snapped shut, the helmet’s HUD lit up, and Jarvis came online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening, sir!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jarvis, let’s go for a ride.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s hands and boots fired arc pulses, lifting him off the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted his stance and rocketed out of the garage exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suit shot out of the villa, soaring into the dark sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wooo... hahaha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since starting the Iron Man project, Tony had flown over a hundred test flights, each one pumping his blood like nothing else. No woman could match this high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flying free felt fucking incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark III was fast, capable of sustained supersonic flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In minutes, he’d looped all of Los Angeles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the thrill faded and he planned to head home, Jarvis spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, I’m detecting an alert signal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where?\" Tony perked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, he’d been secretly playing vigilante, not out of some noble bullshit, but because he loved being worshipped like a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Location: southside warehouse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony shifted his flight path, speeding toward the warehouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Southside warehouse. A five-man armed robbery crew was hitting passing cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d pulled this shit multiple times, using obstacles to stop vehicles, then robbing and killing the drivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Bang! Bang!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two shots rang out. A couple next to an Audi collapsed, blood pooling from their chests into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss, these Audi drivers are loaded. Over twenty grand in cash, not counting the chick’s jewelry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader, pleased with the haul, barked, \"Move the car. We’re selling it tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goon nodded, eager to slide into the Audi and feel the vibe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a roar cut through the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five looked up as a fiery glow sped toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony dropped fast, landing with a *thud* on one knee in a badass pose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crew, just small-time punks, froze, scared shitless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony glanced at the bodies nearby. \"Jarvis?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, they show no vital signs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s mood darkened. Too fucking late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood, glaring at the murdering bastards, rage boiling in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He advanced, palm repulsors charging energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the robbers snap out of it, shouting, \"Sh-shoot!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Bang! Bang! Bang!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drew handguns, unloading on Tony’s suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Ding! Ding! Ding!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>5.56mm rounds hit the red-gold armor, doing nothing but scraping paint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Click! Click!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magazines empty, the suit unscratched, the crew panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader, quick on his feet, snatched a joker card from the ground, waving it. \"We’re... we’re with the Joker Organization! You know the rules—touch us, and Mr. Walter will fuck you up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Joker Organization!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tony’s eyes narrowed at the card’s twisted grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read advance Chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pat reon.com\u002FGreenBlue17\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>500 power stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top 50. All time.\u003C\u002Fp>",946,"2026-06-03T10:55:04.460Z","2026-06-03T10:55:13.643Z",1,"novelbin.me","2052b5633ec528c4f45f4c8457583ff60982e63b6a52f6bdf720fe224d64ea7a","marvel-the-villain-chapter-197","marvel-the-villain-chapter-196",310,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-the-villain-cover.jpg"]