Chapter 133 R: The Big Bat Incident (XV)

The Morlun family, also known as the Heir family, is also called the "cosmic vampires".

If you want to understand the origin of this family, you have to mention Spider Totem.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the birth of Spider-Man comes from the mutation caused by his bite by a spider, but this is not the case. Spider-Man's power actually belongs to the magic side and comes from the ancient spider totem.

Animal totems are very mysterious and powerful forces in the entire Marvel universe, and spider totems are the best among them. Faced with such a powerful force, naturally some people will want to steal them.

There is a group of creatures in the universe that are very similar to vampires. They travel through various multiverses and kill all creatures related to totems to absorb their power and strengthen themselves. This is the Morlun family.

Schiller said to Nick on the other end of the phone: "I have to admit, I didn't expect that they would want to attack Spider-Man so quickly. The small bait we set this time actually caught a big fish."

"Compared with this problem, shouldn't you be more concerned about how we are going to deal with them?"

"According to you, they even have the ability to travel through the multiverse beyond human cognition, and most of their targets are vulnerable to them. So how do you think we ordinary humans can deal with such powerful extraordinary beings? biology?"

"The truth is, we don't actually have to deal with it."

"What do you mean?" Nick asked him.

"I think you should also be able to imagine that since there is the Molun family, there will definitely be other extraordinary creatures similar to them, and I'm afraid there will be a lot of them."

"Think about why humans can live peacefully to this day? If they can really do whatever they want here, let alone the earth, several solar systems will be destroyed by them."

"Of course I know that there are mysterious forces that have always been protecting the earth. In fact, I have been paying attention to this since the day I took over the position of director of SHIELD."

"But, if the bat god's guards really come, does that mean they have found a way to break through the earth's defenses?"

"They are still far away. If they really find this method, then why not appear directly above the earth, and then shout to all the people on the earth, telling us that they are about to rule here..."

"Rather, they are sneaky, like a guilty thief, and they need to wear the cloak of some kind of bat god and let the vampires of the earth summon them?"

In the end, Schiller concluded: "They are not gangsters who came to rob banks, but a group of stupid thieves who broke into ordinary houses and only dared to quietly pick the locks without making any noise."

"And it just so happens that the owner of this house has a bad temper and is very vindictive."

After the sky darkened, Stark was floating in the sky above a block in front of the Brooklyn Bridge. There was a strange-shaped vehicle below him.

Stark pressed a button on his arm, and the vehicle's armor unfolded, and a group of very strange-looking robots stepped out.

They have four thick mechanical legs, the upper part has a ring of mechanical arms, gear grippers and hooks, and the main body is like a hexagonal nut.

Steve, who was standing nearby, said: "This is your work these days? Are you sure this thing can fight?"

"No, this is not for fighting." Stark snorted disdainfully and said, "A big-headed soldier like you only wants to fight. This is a multi-functional battlefield robot."

"So, what can it do?"

"Does every logistical job you can imagine."

"After this night of fighting, I discovered a very big problem - the weakness of human beings may not be that we can't fight, it's not that our guns are inaccurate, or we can't evade in time enough, but that we waste too much time. Personnel strength lies in logistics and maintenance.”

"It takes two people to carry a wounded soldier who has fallen to the ground, and they have to be strong. They go through the central area of ​​the firefight to grab the wounded soldier. If one of them is also injured, then someone else has to be on top. ”

"Of course, if it was an ordinary war, there might be room for this kind of behavior, because the other side is at the same eye level as us and will not deliberately target the retreating wounded soldiers."

"But that group of bats is different. They can fly. Once they see someone falling to the ground, or someone wants to step forward to rescue the wounded, they will attack these people like crazy."

"Once we give up our wounded, our morale will drop significantly, and the attrition will get worse."

"I thought a lot this afternoon..." Stark crossed his arms and said, "This is also my first time to participate in this kind of war. Therefore, my design of the mecha has many flaws and inappropriate places. I have already I fixed these issues as quickly as I could.”

Steve heard a strong confidence in his tone, which was completely different from his usual tough-talking attitude. At this time, Stark, or Iron Man, was indeed full of charisma.

He is so talented in his field of expertise, and he does not shy away from talking about his mistakes and weaknesses. This rigorous thinking forms a strong conflict with his somewhat casual attitude, giving him a unique Different temperaments.

Stark continued: "Schiller gave me a lot of inspiration. We really need a set of battlefield-adapted calculation logic. It is best to be smart enough to calculate it in advance before we discover these weaknesses to predict enemy aircraft. First."

"However, this time it was too late. There was only one daylight and I couldn't even pass the test, so I compromised and built these robots using my hand-designed method."

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Stark fell down. He patted the arm of one of the robots and said, "I won't talk about the functions of carrying goods and building fortifications. More importantly, he is equipped with incendiary bombs and flamethrowers. I There is a signal sending button on the night vision device for each person. When pressed, this button indicates that there are injured vampires that can be burned, and they will quickly rush to the battlefield and burn them with flamethrowers. into ashes.”

"Their flame injection system is intelligently controlled to ensure that the fire will not spread. It is much easier to use than manual operation."

What's more important is the way it moves. "

As he spoke, the mechanical arms of the mecha next to Stark rotated, contracted and retracted into their hexagonal bodies, turning into a nut-like shape, and then levitated into the air.

Stark looked up at it and said: "Currently, I don't see that group of vampires having the ability to interfere with magnetism. Therefore, this machine can move very quickly with the help of a magnetic levitation system."

"Once it moves over the wounded soldiers, the robotic arm at the bottom will pick up the wounded soldiers, wrap them into its own mecha, and then fly back with them."

"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"

"There are some first aid measures in the mecha, and there are also some healing serums, you know, the ones developed by Connors, but the quantity is not too much, it should not be enough, but at least it can ensure that the seriously injured can survive until they enter the hospital. ”

"It's pretty good." Steve walked over and looked at the hexagonal nut floating in the air. He said, "War always kills people, it's just how many people die, but it's always good to have one more person alive. of."

"Do you want to recall your glorious days on the battlefield with me again?"

Steve shrugged and said, "It still doesn't work. Seeing that you did a good job this time, I won't talk about it."

"Sure enough, you did it on purpose before!" Stark said angrily, glaring.

Steve spread his hands and said, "I have used this trick against your dad before, but you are a little better than him. At least you can endure it for more than 5 minutes."

When Peter arrived, he saw Stark holding Steve by the collar. Peter rushed over to separate the two of them. Stark shook his arm. He glanced at Peter and said, "Your battle." What happened to the clothes? Why did they become so dark?”

Peter shook his head. Stark saw that he was distracted and asked, "Hey, kid, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

"I don't know." Peter said with some pain. My heartbeat was very fast, and the spider sense kept ringing, but I couldn't find the source of the danger. I felt very bad now. "

Stark didn't think he was joking, so he could only walk up, patted Peter on the shoulder and said, "I think you need to take a rest."

"You are not even an adult yet, and you have been fighting for more than 20 hours continuously. This is not okay." Steve also said.

Peter looked a little irritable and said, "Don't worry about me, I know what I should do. I'm going to kill all those annoying monsters here!"

"There's something wrong with your mental state..." Stark was about to continue, but Steve stopped him.

Peter sat down against the tire of the vehicle, and Steve also squatted down, looked into his eyes and said: "Of course, we don't want to interfere with you, but as your elder, at least I am definitely your elder, I am a little worried You, Peter..."

"If you think you can still persist, then you can stay, but in fact, you have done enough, and it can even be called heroic."

Peter frowned and closed his eyes. He said, "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I just feel very irritable and restless..."

"Schiller will come over later. You can talk to him. Maybe a psychiatrist can help with this symptom."

"Doctor Schiller is coming? Why? This is a battlefield! He will be in danger!"

Stark and Steve looked at each other, and they realized that the innocent Peter seemed to really think that Schiller had no special powers and was an ordinary person who needed protection.

By the time it was about to get dark, the three defense lines had been completely deployed. With the help of Stark's special logistics robot, the battle lines were set up very quickly and very solidly. The situation was much better than expected.

A mansion in the rear became a temporary combat headquarters. Schiller was sitting on the second floor, and Peter was sitting opposite him. He covered his forehead and said: "I feel really bad, doctor, I always feel that there is something dangerous." Something is going to happen, but I can’t find the source..."

"Did your Spider-Sense remind you like this?"

"Yes, it's hard for me to explain to you what this feels like. In short, my spider sense originally allowed me to see pictures of the source of danger, and even directly control my body actions."

"But now, I can't see anything. When I concentrate, I can't find anything, but it just keeps making a faint noise..."

"Because you have always used it as a passive ability, have you ever thought that you can actually actively control it?"

"Active control? Actually, I tried it before, but no matter how hard I concentrated, it just didn't appear."

"That's because you didn't encounter any dangerous stimulation at the time, and this short-term state couldn't be maintained, but now is a good opportunity. Since the spider sense has been working, you can try to mobilize it..."

Peter just closed his eyes and tried hard to concentrate, but the spider sense was like a string that was constantly being plucked, constantly disturbing his thinking and making his attention very scattered.

Venom said: "Empty your mind, I think I can help you."

Peter tried hard to clear his mind and thought of nothing, and then gradually, he saw a black mass spreading in his consciousness, and soon, a picture flashed by.

Schiller saw Peter jump up from his chair, and then he said in horror: "I saw..."

"Calm down, Peter, what did you see?"

Peter said to Schiller in panic: "I saw Mr. Stark fall from a tall building... He was not wearing a mecha, and then fell to the ground..."

Peter's eyes were red, and he was almost crying. He said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "I saw... He died."

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