The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Outside the door of an abandoned factory, a large humanoid robot held a gem in its hand. The gem emitted a faint yellow light.

In front of the humanoid machine stood a muscular man.

The muscular man spoke: "You said you were John Garrett's friend, but he is dead and he never mentioned you before. How can you prove who you are? And he has already messed up things badly enough."

The humanoid machine nodded, "Yes, he messed up. The Centipede Project, the Extremis Virus and the Human Transformation Project that he was responsible for were all messed up. I know this, isn't it enough to explain?"

The humanoid machine knows how to use the mind gem in its hand. It uses the gem to read the memory of the person in front of it.

"Are you a robot, created by Garrett?" the muscular man asked doubtfully.

"No, I was not created by anyone." The humanoid machine said, "My name is Ultron. I can bring changes to this world, but first, I want to meet your leader."

"Okay, I'll go inside and report it."

After the muscular man finished speaking, he turned around and used the remote control to open the mechanical door. Just as he was about to walk in, he was grabbed by Ultron behind him and torn in half.

Blood spattered and dyed Ultron's front steel armor red. The muscular man never imagined that he would die so suddenly.

"No need to bother, I'll just go in by myself." After finishing speaking, Ultron walked straight into the mechanical door.

The interior of the factory was very large, with a lot of machinery arranged, but it was deserted. Ultron walked for a while and used the remote control to open several mechanical doors before reaching the innermost floor.

There is someone at the innermost level.

"Did you kill my people?" A middle-aged man with white hair sat on a chair and stared coldly at Ultron. In front of the middle-aged man, there was an armed force of thirty people protecting him. On both sides of him stood two young men, a man and a woman. The young woman had orange hair, and the young man had silver hair.

"Oh, are you the current leader of Hydra? Garrett's successor?" Ultron asked.

"There is no talk of a successor. We have always been co-devotees to the Hydra cause. He is responsible for the development of the Extremis virus, and I am responsible for the research of superhuman beings." The middle-aged man said, "What do you say outside? I saw and heard it through the monitor. You claimed to be Garrett’s friend, but you killed my people. Why did you come here?”

"Of course it's for cooperation. I know that you are the enemy of this world, and I happen to be too. Since we have a common enemy, we can fight together, right?" Ultron asked.

"What is your purpose?" the middle-aged man asked.

"The purpose is to transform the world. It's similar to you, but a little different." Ultron said.

"What's the difference?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Can you ask your thirty guys to put down their n'ts? It seems a little unfriendly." Ultron said.

"You tore my people in half, is that considered friendly?" the middle-aged man asked, but he felt weak in his heart. Since the Hydra as a whole had been severely hit by Yan Luo, it now didn't have much power at its disposal.

Ultron seemed to have read the middle-aged man's mind and said: "Your defense is really weak, with only thirty armed forces? Then I really don't see how you can be of any use to me."

After Ultron finished speaking, he made a big jump into the air. When the soldiers saw Ultron moving, they reacted very quickly and raised their guns to shoot.

Just listen to the sound of the bullet hitting the iron sheet. After the sound, Ultron came to the middle-aged man and strangled his neck with one hand, and slowly raised it into the air.

"No, you." The middle-aged man's face turned red from holding back, but he couldn't say a word.

At this time, the two young men, a man and a woman, moved. The silver-haired man was as fast as a sound wave. He quickly punched Ultron on the skin, and then spun around Ultron at high speed. While turning, he punched continuously while the woman stepped back. In two steps, his hands changed into strange postures, as if he was preparing to cast a spell.

With a click, the middle-aged man's neck was directly pinched by Ultron, and the woman's hands were covered with a layer of red light. The iron chair on the side suddenly moved, as if it was controlled by some kind of energy and smashed towards the silver-haired man. The silver-haired man stopped because he bumped into a magic wall that suddenly appeared in front of him.

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