Summon the Villain: Marvel.

The battlefield was silent, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Peter, Ned, and Tony stood together, and the energy beams of their respective armors had been fully charged, emitting their own unique lights. Peter's Spider armor glowed with red and blue, and the energy beams had already condensed in his hands; Ned's Eisenak armor exuded a cold metallic light, and the laser cannon on his chest flashed a dazzling white light; and Tony's Apocalypse armor was even more domineering, with the missile system on his shoulders and the reactor in his hand ready to go at the same time, and the energy gathered in the core of the armor, and the blue-white light gradually lit up.

The three of them looked at each other, with a tacit understanding in their hearts.

"Get ready, guys!" Tony's voice came from the communication system. His tone was no longer his usual teasing tone, but was full of seriousness and determination.

Peter took a deep breath and held the control stick tightly with both hands: "We only have one chance, we must kill him with one shot!"

Ned's breathing was slightly rapid, and his palms were shaking slightly on the control panel inside the armor, but his eyes were full of determination: "Come on, let's kill this monster!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them launched their attacks almost simultaneously. Peter's Spider Armor's arms suddenly stretched out, and red and blue beams shot straight at Elias; Ned's armor's chest burst out a strong white laser, cutting through the air and heading straight for the target; Tony's Apocalypse Armor was even more ferocious, and the missiles on his shoulders shot out quickly, carrying high-explosive energy warheads, and flew towards Elias.

Three energy beams intersected in the air, heading straight for the center where Elias was. The light illuminated the entire battlefield, as if to completely destroy this crazy enemy.

However, Elias was not panicked in the face of this overwhelming attack. He stood there, his eyes glowing scarlet, as if he had seen through everything. His body suddenly shook, and a violent airflow suddenly erupted in the air, and the dust and debris around him were instantly swept up, as if an invisible barrier was covering him.

“You half-baked heroes…” Elias’s deep voice came out from the airflow, with endless sneers and ridicules, “You will never understand the true meaning of power.”

Before he finished speaking, a powerful energy suddenly burst out from his body, and the red light instantly covered his whole body like a burning flame. Elias raised his hands high, and the power gathered wildly in his body. The air around him seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

"Bang--" With a loud bang, Elias suddenly swung his arms, and a strong shock wave spread out from his body. The energy attacks of Peter, Ned and Tony were instantly crushed by this shock wave, and the light beams were torn apart in mid-air, turning into countless light points and dissipating in the air.

Then, the huge impact force hit the three people's armors hard. Peter, Ned and Tony's armors were hit by this force at the same time, and their bodies lost balance and fell heavily to the ground. Peter only felt a dizzy feeling, and the internal alarms of the armor sounded one after another, and the system instantly entered emergency mode. His vision blurred for a moment, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Peter! Ned!" Tony's voice was filled with anxiety, but he was unable to get up from the ground. The shell of the Apocalypse Armor was covered with cracks, the energy system was greatly impacted, and the defense mechanism was almost on the verge of collapse.

"Damn... How can this guy be so strong?" Ned struggled to get up from the armor. The display screen of the armor kept flashing red fault warnings. His breathing was rapid and he seemed to be in desperate situation.

Elias stood in the distance, his eyes flashing with madness. He looked down at the three people lying on the ground, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You weak bugs, do you really think you can defeat me? I am beyond your existence, the pinnacle of evolution!"

He walked towards the three people who had fallen to the ground. The ground beneath his feet shook slightly under his strength. Every step he took brought an endless sense of oppression. The air was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, as if the shadow of death was slowly approaching.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the sky.

Elias suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, frowning slightly. He saw that in the sky not far away, dozens of battle armors were rapidly descending from the sky like meteors, dragging long tails of flames, heading straight for the battlefield.

"Damn it..." Elias cursed in a low voice, and the arrogance in his eyes was finally replaced by a trace of uneasiness. Facing such a large number of reinforcements, his chances of winning have become slim.

He slowly backed away, his eyes revealing a hint of ferocity and unwillingness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, very good... Do you really think that so many people can trap me? This game is not over yet."

"Don't be happy too soon, Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, Tony Stark...sooner or later you will understand that the truly powerful never need to rely on numbers."

Elias sneered, his eyes lingering on Peter and Tony for a moment, then he suddenly jumped up, as if turning into a red lightning, and disappeared into the night sky.

......

Elias stumbled into a remote safe house, his body seemed extremely heavy with every step, as if he would collapse at any time. The veins on his face were exposed, his muscles were twisted and deformed due to over-expansion, and his eyes were bloodshot, revealing a mixture of pain and violence. He slammed the door, gasping for breath, and looked around, looking for the only antidote that could relieve his pain.

"Damn genes..." He gritted his teeth and whispered, then violently pulled off the combination lock on the wall, revealing a small medicine cabinet hidden behind it. He reached in almost violently and took out a syringe filled with light blue liquid medicine.

Elias didn't hesitate at all, and stabbed the needle into his twisted arm. The liquid medicine was quickly injected into his violent blood. After a few seconds, the muscles that had been twitching violently gradually relaxed, and the extremely distorted face slowly calmed down. He raised his head and exhaled deeply, as if he had found a life from the edge of hell.

"Huh..." He closed his eyes, briefly feeling the long-lost peace, his voice carrying a sense of relief after repression. "Damn it, there are still too many implanted genes... If all are activated, the body simply can't bear the load."

He muttered to himself, with a subtle dissatisfaction with his plan in his tone. He slowly stood up and twisted his shoulders. Although the pain had eased, the heaviness of his body still remained. "This bunch of rubbish... the guys from Vulture Studio are not reliable at all. The plan to collect Peter and Ned's blood and genes... turned out to be so out of control." His tone became colder, and a trace of disgust and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He slowly walked to a worn mirror in the safe house, staring at his face which was gradually recovering under the effect of drugs, his eyes gloomy. "Peter Parker... Ned Leeds, hum, soon... Wait until the genes in my body stabilize, then report back to Leviathan Group. I will come and deal with you personally."

After saying that, Elias leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for his body to completely calm down, with endless ambition and coldness gradually emerging in his eyes.

......

The streets at night seemed particularly quiet, with only the occasional sound of passing vehicles in the distance. Suddenly, a fancy-looking ice cream truck drove into the street, breaking the silence. The body of the truck was covered with various colorful ice cream advertisements, which made people wonder about the motive of this car appearing here.

Ned stood on the street, looking at the strange ice cream truck with confusion on his face, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Why would an ice cream truck come out so late? Aren't they afraid of being robbed?" He was full of curiosity, especially why would they dare to sell ice cream at such a dangerous time? Aren't they afraid of something happening?

Just as he was wondering, the window of the ice cream truck was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure poked his head out. Happy Hogan had his usual helpless expression on his face. While skillfully making ice cream for the three people, he responded bluntly: "I'm Tony Stark's invincible bodyguard. Why would I be afraid of being robbed? He said he wanted ice cream, so I immediately got an ice cream truck. It's simple and safe." His tone was a little proud, but helpless. It was obvious that Tony often asked him to do some outrageous things.

Tony Stark stood aside, arms crossed, mouth slightly raised, obviously very satisfied with all this. He raised his hand and praised reluctantly: "Wow, Happy, you are really an all-round talent. You are so professional in making ice cream. It seems that besides bodyguard work, you have a lot of side jobs to develop."

Peter was standing nearby and couldn't help but joked, "I guess Happy's next goal is to open a chain of ice cream shops. After all, he is Tony Stark's invincible bodyguard!" His words were light-hearted and humorous, making the atmosphere more harmonious.

Happy rolled his eyes and muttered, "Don't make such stupid jokes. I don't want to face the ice cream machine all day." He handed three servings of ice cream to the three people and placed them on the table. His expression remained calm, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

After the three of them got their ice cream, they found a street table and sat down. Peter took a bite of the ice cream, and the cool sweet taste quickly filled his mouth, making him feel particularly relaxed. He suddenly turned to look at Tony, and asked with some curiosity: "Tony, why did you come back so suddenly? I thought you were very busy recently."

Ned also interrupted at this time: "Yes, Peter, are you familiar with Tony, uh, Mr. Tony? It seems that you have a closer relationship than I thought." There was a hint of surprise and envy in his tone. After all, Tony Stark was a legendary figure, and Peter could interact with him so casually.

Peter smiled, scratched the back of his head, and responded modestly: "Actually, we're not that familiar with each other. I've only met Tony a few times before at Umbrella, so I can't say we're very close. But he always takes good care of me." Although there was humility in his words, Ned could still hear that he and Tony had a special relationship.

Tony had a faint smile on his face. After hearing Peter's answer, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Well, a few times is not a lot." His tone was still relaxed, but with a hint of arrogance. "You two have both signed the Superhero and Artificial Intelligence Regulatory Act. How could I not know you? I am an important promoter of this bill. Peter, have you forgotten how you signed your name at that time?"

Ned was even more surprised when he heard this. He looked at Tony, with a flash of admiration and curiosity in his eyes, and said cautiously: "So, Mr. Tony, did you come here just for us? Or..."

Tony put down the ice cream in his hand, looked at the two with a half-smile, raised his eyebrows and responded: "Specially for you? Come on." He paused deliberately, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "I just happened to be on my way. And Umbrella has something to ask me, so I came to see if these 'rising stars' of mine have caused any big trouble."

After he finished speaking, he deliberately raised his eyebrows, obviously teasing the three people he had just participated in the battle with.

Ned was a little embarrassed by Tony's words. He rubbed his hands, trying to hide his inner nervousness and admiration: "Uh...are we okay? We shouldn't have gotten into too much trouble..." He muttered uneasily, obviously still thinking about the battle just now.

Tony couldn't help but smile and waved his hand when he heard Ned's response: "Don't worry, you did a good job. After all, the fact that you two can still stand here and eat ice cream is already a great achievement."

The atmosphere became relaxed again, and the three of them continued to enjoy the ice cream that Happy had brought. Peter felt particularly happy. Although the battle just now was extremely dangerous, it seemed that having such a relaxing moment made him feel that everything was worth it.

The night breeze blew through the street, the lights of the ice cream truck flickered on the street, and the conversation and laughter between the three people gradually blended into the night.