American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Wow, that's powerful." Stephen Strange poked his head out from behind Luke, watching the two energy beams that were thicker than his entire body, and blinked in amazement. Then he looked at the two small shields in his hands and subconsciously stuffed them back behind him. He began to wonder what kind of flashy magic he knew and could use that would attract everyone's attention.

"That kid is definitely doing it on purpose." Tony Stark gestured at the two towering and dazzling beams of light, and then thought about his own two little water hose-like laser beams, feeling a bit envious.

"This kind of battlefield needs this kind of firepower." Captain also praised, but he did not forget the main task, and then called out to Thor, taking advantage of the path Luke's attack cleared for them, rushing towards the Tesseract's location before the Chitauri could replenish their forces.

Ancient Particle Cannon.

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One of the technologies harvested several years ago, belonging to a technological weapon branch from a certain world. It is a custom weapon specifically designed to kill dragons. Of course, it also has considerable lethality when used elsewhere.

But when transferred to this world, although there are technical blueprints and related knowledge, due to the differences in materials, world rules, and forging tools, it is somewhat difficult to perfectly replicate the original technology.

But this is not troublesome for Luke. For this kind of technology, Luke usually spends time and energy to fully understand it, research it thoroughly, and innovate, improve, and upgrade it on its basis.

Just like, what's the use of taking away one of Stark's Iron Man armors and design blueprints? If you don't have the ability to fully understand it and research it thoroughly, you can't even change the energy source, and in the end, it's just an expensive iron box model. Even if you don't have some technical means, as long as Stark wants, he can let Jarvis lock the subsystem of you stealing the armor before you take it away, turning you into a mummy. If it were the upgraded Mark armor, Stark could even have the armor bring you back. Or set off a big firework for you on the spot.

Technology mastery is the right path.

Instead of becoming a replicator who only knows how to mechanically copy and imitate without any improvement. Perhaps that should be called a high-level replica technician?

So now, although Luke still calls it the Ancient Particle Cannon, if traced back to the original blueprints, it can still be said to be technically related, but it can no longer be regarded as the original technology, but rather an improved version with various uses.

It's still Stark's Mark armor, no matter how many generations it is updated, if traced back to the source, it can't escape Mark I. But the subsequent Mark series armors can no longer be said to be the same technology as the early Mark series armors.

For example, right now, these two Ancient Particle Cannons assembled from armed templates using Luke's technology are not enhanced for killing dragon-like creatures, but rather have the attributes of breaking magic and damaging machinery. In simple terms, energy barriers and mechanical bodies will suffer double the damage.

The majestic golden energy column collided with the azure blue beam of light soaring into the sky beneath the wormhole. According to the Tesseract's energy output intensity, Luke's Ancient Particle Cannon could not threaten the expansion and stability of the wormhole, but the magic-breaking attribute attached to the Ancient Particle Cannon did have some impact on the expansion and stability of the wormhole.

The wormhole, hundreds of meters in diameter, stopped expanding under everyone's surprised gaze and began to collapse and shrink inward, but under the Tesseract's energy output, it began to expand again. The current wormhole is like a dangerous powder keg, seemingly about to lose stability at any moment.

As for the protective barrier outside the Tesseract, it was rippling with increasingly intense circles under the bombardment of another Ancient Particle Cannon, and the entire energy wall was like a high-frequency flashing mobile phone screen, with energy waves spreading in all directions from the bombardment surface, as well as subtle cracks.

"Stop him!" Loki loudly ordered the surrounding Chitauri soldiers.

The Chitauri soldiers in the sky and on the ground converged towards the battlefield like crazy, driving mechanical behemoths to deploy energy shields, using their bodies to block in front of the Ancient Particle Cannon's beam of light. One after another, endlessly. It was as if they would stop the raging torrent of energy in front of them at all costs, even at the cost of a large number of sacrifices.

Compared to the low killing efficiency of kinetic energy weapons, energy weapons have now been reversed by a suicidal obstruction that no one had expected. Even if this temporary obstruction is at the cost of a large number of sacrifices.

The surrounding densely packed, at least one or two thousand, Chitauri soldiers rushed over fearlessly, and one of the mechanical war behemoths even sprayed a dense laser beam like a rain of flowers.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

...

The continuous energy explosion was firmly blocked outside by a spherical honeycomb barrier. Of course, they also successfully dismantled the Ancient Particle Cannon turret outside the barrier with concentrated fire.

The two dazzling golden beams of light flickered and then disappeared. But the good news is that the wormhole has collapsed into a fifty-meter hole, although it has begun to expand again under the stable output of the Tesseract's energy, but it will take some time to expand to its original diameter. And the energy barrier outside the Tesseract also shattered and dissipated under the fierce attacks of the Ancient Particle Cannon and Thor. But on the surface of the instrument, there is still the protection of the Tesseract's energy.

"Loki." Thor rushed in and looked at his brother. There was no longer that invisible energy barrier between them, so Thor grabbed his collar without hindrance, lifted him up from in front of the balcony, and raised the hand holding Mjolnir as if he was about to smash it down on Loki.

"What do you want?" Loki calmly looked down at his angry brother in Thor's hand.

"Come back with me, I will explain and speak to father for you." Thor's hammer ultimately couldn't bear to smash down. He put his brother down, held his shoulders with both hands, and said with emotion.

The next moment, Thor's face suddenly changed, a look of pain flashed across his face, and the hands holding Loki also loosened. He covered his waist and abdomen with one hand, staggered back two steps, and looked at his brother in disbelief.

"There's no going back, stupid brother." Loki took a step forward and kicked his brother off the balcony, smiling: "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Turning his head, Loki saw a blood-red figure in front of him. Turning around, he saw a golden figure, with many energy threads radiating from his body.

Attacked from both sides, surrounded on all sides.

"Touching brotherly reunion, now it's our turn." Frank raised his gun, and a roaring bloodhound phantom directly tore at Loki's neck.

"Useless magic trick." Although the bloodhound bit a phantom, it was enough for Frank, who had the tracking attribute of the blood shadow. Relying on the energy fluctuations of the magic, Frank's gaze quickly shifted to a corner of the balcony.

Bang!

The Gun of Certainty.

Loki was blasted away by the unexpected attack. If it weren't for the armor on his body and the scepter in his hand, he felt that he would be injured by this shot at the very least.

A high-speed Chitauri single-soldier aircraft swept past, catching the falling Loki and then leaving quickly.

"The prey marked with a mark cannot escape." The blood-colored energy on Frank's body surged, and then he appeared next to Loki almost instantaneously, giving him another shot point-blank under his bewildered gaze.

"Are you okay?" Captain landed on the ground, looking at Thor, who was covering his waist and lying on the ground.

"I'm fine." Thor stood up from the ground, violently pulled out a sinister dagger from his waist, and threw it on the ground. As he spoke, his gaze looked at his brother, who was zigzagging in the sky, using magic illusions and Chitauri to avoid Frank's pursuit.

"I'm going to solve the Tesseract, I have to find a way to close that wormhole in the sky. Otherwise, this war may not end even if it lasts for a few days and a few pages. Ants can kill an elephant." Captain Steve looked at the invaders in the sky, who were becoming dense again as the wormhole stabilized, and said with a wry smile.

"Sorry." Thinking of his brother who brought war to Midgard, thinking of the brother who stabbed him in the waist, Thor apologized with a complicated expression.

...

[Energy barrier absorption complete

Energy conversion mode activation complete

Energy shockwave mode activated

Energy mirror mode activated]

"Guys, watch out for the shock and stray bullets."

Luke's voice was clearly transmitted to Natasha and the others through the ring. As his voice fell, with Luke's spherical honeycomb barrier as the center, a series of ring-shaped, visible energy shockwaves surged and spread out in all directions, up and down.

At the same time, all the rain of light beams falling towards the barrier were like refracted light. After touching the barrier, there was no explosion, no penetration, and they were directly absorbed and then reflected back the way they came.

The Chitauri soldiers who launched attacks towards Luke in the sky and on the ground immediately fell in pieces, and then the surging energy shockwave spread, clearing the enemies within a few hundred meters around them.

"Cool! Looks like there's nothing for me to do this time." Stephen extinguished the Ring of the Living Tribunal, which was flickering like an unstable light bulb on his hand. Honestly, although he had become a mage, he was obviously still lacking some familiarity with some magic. Watching Luke, who was like a battlefield harvester, continuously reaping two waves of enemies, he felt inexplicably relaxed.

"Why did you stop? I think you should do it a few more times." Seeing the honeycomb shields around him dissipate one by one, Stephen looked at Luke with some incomprehension. "Come on with a few more of those cannons, you almost succeeded in closing that wormhole just now."

"The Tesseract is the root of the problem." Luke replied.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Luke walk forward to the body of a dead Chitauri soldier, Stephen, who followed, asked with some incomprehension: "Don't tell me the battlefield is so chaotic that you still want to do an autopsy on the spot? Your hobby is a bit unique! Honestly, you're stealing my job, I'm the professional in this area."

"Where did you develop this skilled technique? How can you dissect a robot so skillfully? By the way, can you send me a set of the same armor as yours? I think it's so cool to be able to transform into various needed equipment. I can buy it with money, um, that new currency you're preparing."

Stephen babbled beside Luke.

"If you dissect an old blood clan hundreds or thousands of times, you will also be very skilled. Practice makes perfect. Now, can you be quiet?" Luke stretched out black lines from his fingers, connecting them to various organs and [neurons] of the Chitauri soldier.

"Okay, you think I'm annoying now? Who told Wang that a mage was needed? Who told Wang that a mage who could temporarily not abide by the rules of mages not interfering in worldly affairs was needed? I didn't want to come, but I still came, do you think I'm annoying now? You are so heartless." Stephen was obviously suffocating on the mage side, causing his desire to confide to explode now. Luke's stop did not quiet him down, but instead had a tendency to intensify.

"Hulk, please keep him away from me." Luke had no choice but to say to Hulk, who was like a big bodyguard behind him. Hulk scratched his head upon hearing this, thought about it with his possibly not very mature brain, and grabbed his neck in Stephen's astonished gaze, lifting him up like he was carrying a chicken.

"Hey, Green Giant, put me down quickly, what do you want to do? Wait! Don't spin me, I'm a little dizzy! Wait, don't throw me! Fack! I'll remember you!"

Stephen, who was spun around twice by Hulk and then released directly, sending him into the sky to collide with those Chitauri, screamed a threat to Hulk.

Duang!

Before long, a familiar steel body fell directly from mid-air, smashing a big pit directly five meters away from Luke.

"Sorry, I disturbed you. I'll leave now." Tony supported himself on the ground, pulled himself out of the pit, and looked at Luke and Hulk's astonished gaze, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing?" Tony, who flew halfway and then turned around, hovered in mid-air, landed, and asked with some incomprehension, looking at Luke's behavior targeting an alien corpse.

"Just thinking about a solution." Within Luke's vision, there was a dense mass of data transmission. If given color and substance, then every Chitauri soldier would have an invisible [thread] representing their mental consciousness connected to the wormhole.

If given a popular analogy, these Chitauri soldiers are like unmanned machines and game characters. Their death is not a real death, but after the body dies, the mental consciousness will return to a terminal server outside the wormhole.

In other words, as long as you don't find a way to solve that terminal, then as long as there are enough resources, they can completely endlessly spawn troops, using numbers to pile up and kill or drag down all enemies.

The so-called Chitauri civilization has long been a civilization that uploads its consciousness and soul to a server, separating from the body. These semi-mechanical and semi-biological Chitauri soldiers can only be said to be their consciousness carriers.

PS: Stabbing the waist is too classic.

PS2: For the subsequent plot, the Chitauri author used his own settings, don't correct them.