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Chapter 201: The Whole Army Is Wiped Out

"???"

Why am I floating in the air and unable to move?

It's unfortunate that his cognitive abilities are not sufficient to think clearly. As he blinks, the surrounding environment quickly recedes, and he is abruptly dragged back to Midgard.

A wave of Chaos energy surged into his mind, causing Hulk to let out a muffled groan as the green hue instantly faded, transforming him back into Banner.

"..."

Even though he had long anticipated that Hulk would most likely be no match for the girl, the rapid return did startle him.

"Tony, hold on! I'm coming!"

A hurried cry was followed by a black figure rushing over quickly...

"Hey, hey, Rhodes, don't!"

Before Stark could finish speaking, War Machine charged in, saw Stark and Banner lying flat, and immediately raised his hand cannon: "Hey, ma'am, let them go!"

"Be careful behind you!"

Rhodes was startled as a car came barreling in from behind him.

"Boom"

"Oh no! My Rod! My Bugatti Veyron!"

Stark was heartbroken.

The bazooka in Rhodes' hand fired violently, lifting the car away instantly. As he stood up, his large hand was extended.

"Uh… how…"

Rhodes stared at the Arc Reactor on his chest as he slowly exited the armor.

Without the energy supply, the heavy battle armor became a cage, trapping him inside.

Stark complained, "I told you to do something else. Didn't you see I'm in the middle of the street…"

Rhodes frowned.

As the oldest figure among the Avengers after Thor, Stark's significance had not diminished.

Within a few minutes, Captain America, Hawkeye, and others arrived one after another, then rushed in one by one...

Stark's expression turned grim.

I appreciate your concern, but don't sacrifice yourselves one by one like you're rescuing grandpa!

The shrewd Natasha put away her Widow's Bite decisively, indicating that she had no personal grudge.

"Good, don't get worked up. Can you explain this clearly?"

She knew she couldn't be Wanda's opponent, and the entire Avengers alliance had been wiped out except for Thor and Karla...

But she observed that while the other party was aggressive, they had not killed anyone, indicating they were not that kind of ruthless person.

Or, could there be a chance for communication?

Wanda's face softened slightly, but then she glared at Stark, her expression turning menacing again.

"I have nothing to discuss with him! He killed my parents!"

As soon as she released her grip, everyone except Stark felt their bodies relax as the control of Chaos energy was lifted.

"Everyone, leave. I don't want to involve innocent people."

Natasha waved her hand, signaling them to go first.

Steve hesitated for a moment and then left with everyone.

He also realized that he couldn't accomplish anything here, so it was better to leave it to Natasha...

Only the loyal Happy refused to leave.

"Happy, you should go too."

Stark said with a sigh. Although Happy was his driver and bodyguard in name, he had always considered him one of his best friends, especially after Pepper was taken by Thor; Happy had often replaced her.

"I'm the boss's bodyguard. How can I just leave?"

The stout man spoke with righteous indignation.

"Boom…"

Natasha didn't waste words; she struck the back of his head with a karate chop, and his burly body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Good job!"

Stark nodded in approval.

"Well, ma'am, have you misunderstood something? I don't recall having any interaction with you."

Stark said weakly.

This girl is too cruel. I fear that only Thor could stand up to her in the entire Avengers team.

"Misunderstand?"

Wanda laughed bitterly: "When I was ten years old, our family of four lived happily around the TV at home, until the missiles fell from the sky and destroyed everything!"

"The first missile struck two floors below, piercing through the floor and causing my parents to fall. The entire building started collapsing, and my brother and I hid under the bed, watching the second missile fall right in front of us. Fortunately, it was a dud…"

"I will never forget the name on that missile—Stark!"

"Wait!"

Stark suddenly interrupted her: "That missile must be a fake! Firstly, although I have shut down the weapons division, I'm certain that Stark Industries' missiles are unlikely to be duds.

More importantly, Stark Industries' weapons have always been sold only to the military. How could they end up in Eastern Europe…"

This is slander! I, Stark, will not accept this blame!