On the Monaco race track, two Stark-sponsored F1 race cars sped through the narrow bends, their engines roaring, shaking the entire street.
Tony and Chen Tian completely disregarded winning or losing, purely enjoying the thrill of extreme speed and the competitive spirit between friends.
"Hey, Chen Tian, dare to try the next turn without slowing down?" Tony's voice came through the earpiece, with a clear hint of provocation.
Chen Tian's lips curled into a smile, and his finger gently tapped the steering wheel: "Jarvis, calculate the optimal cornering route."
"I have adjusted the traction control system for you, Mr. Chen." Jarvis responded promptly, "I recommend maintaining your current speed and slightly oversteering upon entering the turn."
"Did you hear that, Tony?" Chen Tian laughed, "Even your AI butler says I can do it."
"Ha! Then let's see!" Tony burst out laughing, slamming his foot on the accelerator, and the race car instantly accelerated, its tires screeching on the asphalt.
The two cars almost simultaneously rushed into the turn side-by-side, with only a few centimeters between their bodies and the guardrail, eliciting gasps from the audience.
Chen Tian's race car drifted slightly, its rear wheels kicking up smoke, but he precisely controlled the steering wheel, and the car cut through the apex like a blade, roaring past Tony's car, hugging its body.
"Beautiful!" Tony whistled, "Looks like you can drive my Mark-2."
Chen Tian grinned: "Don't praise me, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle losing later."
Inside the hotel restaurant.
Pepper stared intently at the large screen, her fingers unconsciously clutching the champagne glass.
That thrilling cornering maneuver had almost made her cry out, and only after confirming that both were safe did she let out a heavy sigh, shaking her head with a wry smile.
"These two big kids…" She looked helplessly at Miss 2B beside her, "They're simply heart-stopping."
Miss 2B covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled charmingly: "Master and Mr. Stark are like children playing recklessly, but… Miss Pepper, is it precisely because of Tony's uniqueness that you favor him so much?"
Pepper chuckled: "Unique? Yes, uniquely troublesome."
Just as Miss 2B was about to respond, her pupils suddenly contracted, and a flicker of abnormal data streamed through her mechanical eyes. Her expression instantly became serious, and she gently pressed her hand on the pendant hanging from her earlobe.
"Jarvis, contact Master immediately." Miss 2B seemed to have returned to the coldness of a combat android, "Ivan Vanko has appeared in the audience area approximately 1 kilometer ahead of Master and Mr. Stark, and is currently moving towards the track."
Jarvis's urgent alarm suddenly blared in Chen Tian's earpiece:
"Mr. Chen, Miss 2B has sent an urgent communication—Ivan Vanko has infiltrated the race track audience area and is approaching the track, his target possibly Mr. Stark."
Chen Tian's smile vanished instantly, and his eyes sharpened. He immediately pressed the communication button, "Tony, did you get that? Ivan Vanko, the one I asked you to find, is on the track!"
There was a second of silence in the earpiece, then Tony's voice came through, no longer playful, but serious: "Understood. Stop the race and evacuate the crowd."
The two race cars almost simultaneously decelerated, and the roar of their engines gradually subsided. Tony's voice came again: "Jarvis, notify the race organizing committee to initiate emergency evacuation procedures."
"Executed, Sir." Jarvis responded, "But Ivan Vanko seems to be carrying some kind of interference device; parts of the track's monitoring system are offline."
Chen Tian narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the audience stands on both sides of the track. The crowd was already stirring, and security personnel were guiding spectators to evacuate, but the scene remained chaotic.
Chen Tian jumped out of the race car, tucking his helmet under his arm, and looked at Tony, who had also gotten out of his race car.
"See? I told you this trip to Monaco wouldn't be a fun vacation."
Tony chuckled, "Of course I know, but that guy Ivan disappeared when I went to look for him, so it's better to lure him out. As you people from the great Eastern country would say,"
Tony stroked his chin, then clapped his hands, "Using oneself as bait, I didn't say it wrong, did I?"
Chen Tian put his arm around Tony's neck, "You're right, but with the situation so chaotic now, can you handle it?"
Tony shrugged off Chen Tian's hand, raising his chin, "Are you kidding? I'm Tony Stark! Iron Man!"
Saying that, he clapped his chest, and the Eternal Core on his chest suddenly lit up, blue energy flowing out like liquid.
The metal seemed alive, rapidly spreading along his arms and torso, shimmering with a cold luster in the sunlight.
"Jarvis, initiate Mark-Eclipse combat protocol." Tony's voice carried a hint of excitement.
"Protocol activated, Sir."
The liquid metal rapidly assembled, covering Tony's entire body in the blink of an eye—the golden-red armor had sharp lines, and the glow of the arc reactor on his chest seeped through the armor's seams, pulsating like breathing.
The back armor slightly lifted, and the mechanical wings on his back instantly unfolded, emitting blue photon energy.
Tony hovered in mid-air, his face, not yet covered by the faceplate, was full of arrogance.
"I'm terrifyingly strong now; I could even tear apart that shoddy magic Iron Man suit from New York with my bare hands!"
"Woah~" Chen Tian stared at the armor, chuckling mischievously, "Then you better be careful. According to the message Miss 2B just gave me, Ivan has two long whips."
Tony's expression twitched when he heard "two long whips."
"Wait, what did you say?" Tony's expression was hard to maintain, "Two?" He suddenly let out an exaggerated laugh, "Ha! No wonder Jarvis couldn't find this guy—" His mechanical finger drew a suggestive wavy line in the air, "He couldn't possibly be hiding in a special club for further training, could he?"
"My dear little friend Chen Tian," Tony's faceplate closed, and he blew a kiss at Chen Tian, "Just stand here and watch…" The blue flames of the photon wings erupted, "how Uncle Tony, the superhero, subdues the bad guy!"
Chen Tian watched Tony transform into a golden-red streak of light and rush towards the other end of the track, shrugging helplessly.
"Always showing off, one day he'll mess up," he mumbled, putting his race helmet back on and driving the race car towards the area where Tony and Ivan were about to engage in battle.
——
Ivan Vanko stood in the center of the track, his bare upper body rippling with muscles, and the Arc Reactor on his chest glowing blue.
He roared, head tilted back, his voice echoing through the empty track via a megaphone hidden in his collar: "Tony Stark! Come out and face me!"
The golden-red armor cut through the sky, and Tony landed on the track with a perfect superhero-style Impact, creating a ripple of air.
The moment he landed, dozens of small fireworks suddenly shot out from the back of his armor, exploding into brilliant sparks in Monaco's clear blue sky.
"Woah!"
"It's Iron Man!"
The previously panicked crowd instantly erupted into deafening cheers, and many even stopped, raising their phones to record. Tony stood up, hands raised high, a triumphant smirk on his lips beneath the faceplate—he reveled in being the center of attention.
Tony was still immersed in the crowd's cheers, about to look around and proudly display his cool armor, when the armor suddenly activated an emergency evasion procedure, its thrusters blasting, propelling him several meters backward.
"Sir, detecting high-energy attack!" Jarvis's warning blared in Tony's ear.
Almost at the same instant, a blue-purple electric whip "crack!" struck the spot where Tony had just stood, tearing a charred crack in the asphalt track, sending debris flying.
"Wow," Tony steadied himself in the air, looking down at the smoking crack, "Nice attack."
Tony looked at Ivan, "At least it's cool!"
Tony's photon wings suddenly erupted with dazzling blue light, and a sharp sonic boom echoed in the air. Ivan Vanko only saw a blur before his eyes; Tony's figure was no longer in mid-air.
"What—"
His question was still caught in his throat when Tony, moving at a speed beyond human reaction limits, appeared beside him.
The mechanical hand covered by the armor precisely gripped Ivan's shoulder, and the fingers, constructed of nanomaterials, tightened like hydraulic pliers.
"Good night, little Russian bear."
As Tony's teasing whisper concluded, Ivan was swung around and slammed headfirst into the ground. With a loud "boom," the asphalt surface cracked radially, and Ivan's body twitched in the center of the crater, his chest reactor flickering.
The audience erupted in even more enthusiastic cheers; some even whistled. Tony hovered gracefully above the crater, his photon wings slowly retracting, forming a magnificent halo of energy behind him. He gave an exaggerated bow to the surrounding audience.
"Ladies and gentlemen, clap your hands, for the great Tony once again—"
Tony's triumphant speech was cut short by Jarvis's urgent alarm suddenly blaring inside his helmet:
"Sir! Detecting 12 missiles incoming from the southeast! Trajectory analysis shows—" A holographic projection unfolded before Tony's eyes, red trajectory lines pointing directly at the most densely populated area of the grandstand, "—target covering the entire main grandstand!"
Tony's smile instantly froze. He sharply turned, his armor's scanning system locking onto several plumes of white smoke rising in the distance—those missiles were approaching at an alarming speed.
Just as Tony was about to have Jarvis calculate interception data, Chen Tian's voice suddenly came through his earpiece: "Tony! Don't worry about the missiles, keep an eye on Ivan! Uchiha Madara will handle those missiles!"
"What?" Tony was startled, turning his head to look in the direction of the incoming missiles.
At that instant, the entire sky over Monaco seemed to be twisted by some force.
The air rippled, and a figure in a suit appeared out of thin air in mid-air.
Uchiha Madara stood with his arms crossed, the patterns in his Sharingan slowly rotating.
"Mere toys..."
Madara's voice was not loud, but it eerily cut through the roar of the entire racetrack.
He slowly raised his right hand, and chakra exploded around him—
"Susanoo!"
With that low shout, a hundred-meter-tall blue giant rose from the ground; the Perfect Susanoo spread its wings, blotting out the sky.
People in the stands looked up in terror at the mythical giant.
The missile swarm was already close, but Madara didn't even bat an eye.
The Susanoo's greatsword swung lightly, and wherever its blade passed, space seemed to be torn apart.
Twelve missiles exploded simultaneously in mid-air, but not even a hint of an Impact wave could spread—all explosions were confined within a spherical space by some invisible force.
Tony watched this scene, his mouth twitching: "Every time I see this guy make a move, it's shocking."
The flames of the explosion rolled within the purple barrier, reflecting on Madara's stern profile.
Tony hovered in mid-air, the expression beneath his faceplate gradually shifting from shock to annoyance.
He pouted and mumbled into the communicator: "Jarvis, note this down—next press conference, I need to add a cooler entrance effect to the armor."
"Sir, according to data analysis, your current popularity index is still 37 percentage points ahead of Mr. Madara's," Jarvis comforted him in due course, "However, Mr. Madara's 'Blue Giant' has indeed sparked heated discussion on social media."
Tony rolled his eyes, about to retort to the AI that was siding with someone else, when Ivan, lying on the ground, suddenly burst into laughter.
"Stark, do you think this is over? Hahaha."
Tony looked at Ivan on the ground, at his ugly face with blood flowing from his nose and mouth and blood-stained teeth, and teased: "You'd better quiet down first; don't worry, I'll prepare a luxurious prison suite for you, including but not limited to three male roommates."
Ivan continued to laugh wildly, his eyes full of murderous intent as he looked at Tony, "Stark, you will die!! You will be torn to shreds in front of the entire World!"
Tony frowned because he heard a huge roar; a pitch-black Harley heavy motorcycle rushed onto the track, its engine's roar shaking the billboards on both sides of the track.
The rider was completely shrouded in black leather, his helmet visor reflecting a cold light, and he was dragging a broken street lamp pole.
Tony raised his palm cannon, just about to warn the motorcyclist who had crashed onto the track, when he saw the motorcyclist suddenly swing the street lamp pole, and it shot towards Tony like a ballista bolt.
Tony's palm cannon reacted quickly, but Chen Tian had already flashed in front of him like a ghost.
"Step back!" Chen Tian lowly shouted, gripping his sword with both hands in an Iaijutsu stance.
The street lamp pole came with a whistling wind, and when it was less than three meters from the two—
Oni-giri drew a perfect arc, and purple-black sword energy bloomed like a crescent moon.
The struck street lamp pole first strangely paused for an instant, then neatly split into two halves along the cut.
Tony clapped: "Wow... that's much cooler than my laser cutting."
Chen Tian sheathed his sword, the tsuba clinking crisply against the scabbard mouth: "Don't get distracted, that guy isn't right."
The motorcyclist did a tail-whip, stopping the heavy motorcycle ten meters in front of Tony and Chen Tian.
He tilted his head slightly towards Chen Tian, and his helmet began to decay, finally turning into countless ashes, revealing the motorcyclist's face.
He was a White man, but his skin was grayish-white, with faint purplish-blue veins visible on his face, and his eyes were as black as ink, with only pinprick-sized pale light points flickering within them.
He smiled at Chen Tian, but the corners of his mouth tore upwards in a way that defied human anatomy, revealing Stark white, sharp teeth.
"Mephisto says hello to you, Chen Tian."
Chen Tian's pupils suddenly constricted, his fingers unconsciously tightening around Oni-giri, his expression growing more solemn.
Tony quietly asked from behind Chen Tian: "Mephisto? Isn't that a demon's name? Did you provoke a demon?"
Chen Tian nodded slightly, "Yes, the New Mexico incident was caused by Mephisto and Loki."
Tony had just opened his mouth when he saw the motorcyclist squat down, placing his hands on the ground, and grinning malevolently at Tony and Chen Tian.
"Enjoy the pain of decay."
The ground, starting from the motorcyclist's palms, began to rapidly rot, collapse, and quickly spread towards Chen Tian and Tony.
"Holy Shit! What the hell is this!" Tony saw this scene and wanted to grab Chen Tian's shoulder to fly him up.
But, just as he was about to move, a heavy punch struck him hard in the waist, sending him flying directly.
Tony tumbled in the air, his armor's stabilization system working frantically to barely steady him.
He crashed heavily into a billboard beside the track, and he looked up at the person who had sent him flying.
"Damn it, what's going on? Jarvis!" Tony cursed under his breath, "When did Ivan get armor!"
"Sir! While you were confronting the motorcyclist, Ivan Vanko appeared through a portal similar to Mordo's!"
"How are those Kamar-Taj mages involved in this?!" Tony cursed angrily, his photonic wings unfolding behind him, aiming at Ivan, and several lasers shot towards Ivan.
Ivan faced the lasers, extended an arm, and a crimson energy shield appeared in front of him.
The lasers struck the shield, exploding violently, and flames and sulfurous yellow smoke obscured Ivan's body.
"Sir, Ivan's energy shield is similar to the Hell energy of your Mark-2 - Devil."
"What?" Tony found it unbelievable, Hell energy?
Ivan grinned as he walked out of the smoke.
His body was covered in some dark red metal, and the Arc Reactor on his chest was now spewing hellish flames.
"Thanks to your rampage in the Middle East, Tony," Ivan's faceplate opened, half of his face already demonized, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought that demons existed in this World!"
Ivan's feet spewed crimson flames, and he lunged towards Tony.
— — — —
On the other side, the decaying ground spread towards Chen Tian.
He had intended for Tony to take him into the sky, but what he got instead was Tony being punched away by Ivan.
Chen Tian gritted his teeth, assumed an Iaijutsu stance, and blackness spread up his wrist.
"Armament Haki: Death: Lion's Song!"
Oni-giri was drawn from its sheath like a black lightning bolt, and the sword energy flew out like a black crescent moon, directly cutting and shattering the ground, stopping the spread of the decay.
Seeing his decay halted, the motorcyclist slowly stood up, veins writhing beneath his grayish-white skin, his inky black eyes locked onto Chen Tian, and his mouth ripped open to his ears, revealing jagged, sharp teeth.
"Chen Tian..." His voice was like the whispers of countless lost souls, "No wonder Mephisto wants me to bring your soul before him."
"You want my soul?" Chen Tian sneered, "Then you'll have to ask my sword first."
Before his words faded, the ground beneath Chen Tian's feet exploded, and he shot towards the motorcyclist like a cannonball, Oni-giri in his hand aimed directly at the motorcyclist's throat!
The motorcyclist neither dodged nor avoided, merely raised his palm, and a mass of pitch-black corrupting energy surged from his palm.
The sword energy crashed into it, like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly swallowed whole!
"Useless." The motorcyclist sneered, "All things will eventually decay, including your sword."
Chen Tian's pupils constricted, but his movements didn't stop at all.
His figure flashed, instantly circling behind the motorcyclist, and Oni-giri slashed horizontally!
"Swish—!"
Oni-giri sliced across the motorcyclist's neck, but the blade felt like it had cut into a puddle of mud.
The motorcyclist's head twisted eerily; no blood flowed from the wound, but black corrupting substance surged out, rapidly healing!
"I told you..." The motorcyclist's voice came from all directions, "Your attacks are meaningless."
Chen Tian suddenly realized something was wrong, looked down, and saw that the soles of his boots were beginning to rot, the soles turning to ash and scattering!
"Corrosion?!" He immediately retreated, but the motorcyclist had already closed in, his decaying hands reaching for his chest!
"Your flesh, like your sword, will be eaten away by me bit by bit!"
In the nick of time, Chen Tian suddenly let out a low shout:
"Soru!"
"Bang!"
His figure instantly vanished, leaving only an afterimage in his original spot.
The motorcyclist's claws grabbed empty air, but the ground was instantly corroded into a deep pit several meters in diameter!
Chen Tian appeared ten meters away, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"This guy's ability... is tougher than I imagined."
The motorcyclist slowly turned, his inky black eyes locked onto him, his mouth splitting even wider.
"You run fast, but how long can you run?"
He suddenly spread his arms, and the ground, centered on him, rapidly decayed.
The asphalt track dissolved inch by inch as if strong acid had been poured on it, turning into a pitch-black mire!
The scope of the decay expanded wildly; the metal railings of the stands, the plastic seats, even the air itself began to twist and rot!
Chen Tian looked at this scene and cursed: "Damn it! This is Marvel! Not 'Jujutsu Kaisen', how the hell is there a Domain here?!"
After Chen Tian shouted this, he suddenly paused, his expression becoming playful.
"Oh right, Domain Expansion, then let's counter with a Domain."
A wild arc suddenly curved on Chen Tian's lips, and his ordinary eyes were undergoing an astonishing transformation—his irises, as if injected with a liquid sky, gradually turned into a brilliant azure, and stars seemed to flow in the depths of his pupils.
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