Chapter 214: Vomit... (Part I)

After summer passed, the nights in New York began to become a bit cool. When the clear sky of the day was shrouded by the night, the starry sky became extraordinarily bright. Between the twinkling stars, the brilliance of thousands of machine swarms, like boiling sea tides, attacked Earth.

Steve put down his shield. He looked at the seemingly infinite mechanical creations in the sky and swallowed his saliva.

To be honest, he didn't expect Stark to present such a form. He thought that the magic reactor could at most create a large Iron Man.

New York's night sky was gradually obscured. The mechanical creations in the sky were denser than the layers of dark clouds before a storm. The shuttling machines were like a huge school of fish, sweeping toward the battlefield.

When Peter jumped down from the air, a flying machine spun and flew past him. He whispered: "This should be the 23rd generation, more flexible than before, and the airflow is smaller..."

Countless shuttle-shaped robots passed by him. Peter's hair was blown up by the airflow. He looked up, seemingly able to feel Stark watching here.

Peter stood on the roof of a high-rise building, the wind whistling around him. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand. The demons in the sky responded to his call, and a storm composed of metal parts descended. Countless parts rotated and gathered from the sky.

Those parts surrounded Peter's spider suit, slowly covering his body. Peter was lifted up by them and flew into mid-air. Accompanied by the "clack" sound of parts interlocking, pieces of armor flickered like fish scales. As the armor plates flipped, the metal limbs behind him stretched out layer by layer, lifting Peter's body. When he stood up, a huge steel spider appeared over New York.

At the same time, Steve also received enhancement. Mechanical parts formed a huge hand cannon on the arm that wasn't holding the shield. Steve waved his hand, and a violent beam of light shot toward Riot's tentacles. The tentacles composed of dark energy were dispersed like sea waves. Steve shouted: "Effective attack! Continue!"

Peter then jumped up. The limbs flashing with magic luster tore open the dark curtain, and the armored fist made Riot stagger.

The armor covering Spider-Man and Captain America both came from Stark's magic reactor, so they could cause effective damage to the chaos power on Riot, rather than just having form but being unable to get close like previous physical attacks.

Other heroes on the battlefield also received similar enhancements, and coupled with Stark's mechanical army beginning to become more and more flexible, Riot was almost retreating steadily, and the chaos power was suppressed to a range of about ten meters around him.

With the wind blowing faster, a huge white figure appeared over Earth, but that wasn't Iron Man, or rather, it was a steel demon aggregate composed of countless machine swarms.

Countless fortress-like mechanical nests filled the entire night sky. Accompanied by the roar of machinery, infinite mechanical creations surged out from the fortress nests, forming a huge white demon.

It was no longer an individual mech, but an aggregate composed of thousands of machine swarms; even with Peter's vision, he could not fully see the process of those machines self-replicating, producing, and modifying.

Only when Stark's wisdom was materialized into reality by magic could people intuitively feel the great power produced by infinite wisdom. When his thoughts were finally no longer confined to the fragile human shell and were infinitely liberated, Stark saw the truth of the multiverse.

He saw that the universe in front of him had turned into colorful glass beads, rolling on the ground. Inside each glass bead, it contained infinite tiny single universes.

He could even see himself in those universes thinking in front of the experimental table, or flying over New York wearing a mecha. Their lives, fates, and endings turned into streamers and were stored in the steel aggregate consciousness.

Such a vision only lasted for a short moment. Stark felt that the consumption of magic energy in his chest was beyond imagination, which forced him to suppress his curiosity and cast his gaze back to Earth.

Accompanied by the return of Stark's thinking, the machine swarms no longer spread infinitely blindly, but were replaced by human design, screening, and upgrading. On the mechanical production line, the sub-bodies of various machine swarms completed several iterations in just a few seconds. ===== CHAPTER 215 =====