Chapter 1661: Tony isn

The Wild Hunt Wolf, as the new god of Apokolips.

Also Darkseid's uncle! His combat power is unquestionable.

Compared to the pitifully weak Wild Hunt Wolf in the original Justice League, the Wild Hunt Wolf who crossed over can truly manifest that unique power belonging to a new god.

However, precisely because the Wild Hunt Wolf holds high rank and power on Apokolips, with influence spanning the entire universe, he knows very well that this universe has no Thanos, nor any such powerful beings as the Five Gods... This is a very simple, ordinary universe.

Therefore, Tony can only have crossed over from the neighboring Marvel universe.

"And... that floating cloak behind him—should be the Cloak of Levitation from Kamar-Taj."

On the surface, the Wild Hunt Wolf remained calm, but the more he thought, the more he was shaken, his mind restless, "Iron Man who has received the Kamar-Taj legacy... no wonder Frieza died on Earth."

"...... But that's all it is. Even if it's just Iron Man alone—"

"Even if all members of the Avengers appeared here and teamed up with the Justice League, what then?"

The Wild Hunt Wolf suddenly reached out, and a portal of mystic energy instantly appeared beside him; Tony emerged from it, and in the first instant, his neck was gripped by the Wild Hunt Wolf, his pupils filled with disbelief.

The Wild Hunt Wolf shook his head slightly and said coldly, "Before absolute power, everything is already decided."

Superman sensed something amiss, clenched his Yaguan, and kicked toward the Wild Hunt Wolf's chest.

But the Wild Hunt Wolf caught his ankle with his other hand, and with a swift whoosh, hurled him far away—he crashed into the ground, carving a deep trench.

"Iron Man Tony Stark!"

The Wild Hunt Wolf spoke softly, his palm flicking lightly, a blade of light appearing in his grasp, "I've long heard of your name! Or rather... I was your fan long ago."

"...... If a fan wants Tony Uncle to sign something, there's no need to get so worked up—just say the word, and Tony Uncle will gladly sign for you."

Tony reached out with one hand to pry loose the Wild Hunt Wolf's wrist, but could not budge it; his voice was dry.

"My fan, you're doing this? Tony Uncle suspects you've fallen into hatred from love."

He chattered on, but inside, Tony felt an immense weight.

The Iron Man armor he wore was the pinnacle of his technology, with 80% made of vibranium—its defensive strength was terrifying.

Even if the Wild Hunt Wolf's body was monstrously strong, it wasn't something that could be crushed at will.

But the blade of light held in the Wild Hunt Wolf's hand was not like that.

Even before it moved, Tony felt a heavy sense of threat.

"Still as stubborn as ever!"

The Wild Hunt Wolf made no reply, showed no anger—he had expected this, and calmly added his final words, "It's a pity... in this world, you are not the protagonist."

The blade of light sliced through the air, piercing toward Tony's chest.