Marvel: Traveling through time with Warcraft skills

In a secret base hidden deep underground,

dim lights flickered between the intricate metal pipes and high-tech equipment, creating a tense atmosphere.

Anton Vanke was leading a group of scientific researchers to work hard at various advanced facilities.

They walked hurriedly, holding various instruments and tools in their hands,

operating the equipment with focused eyes, and whispering a few words from time to time.

"I secretly asked someone to build this base before."

Obaday stood beside Hill, with a smug look on his face, and introduced to her,

"It is used to make some unregistered weapons. There are all kinds of facilities here, enough to build new steel armor."

As he spoke, his eyes wandered around the base, as if showing off his masterpiece.

Hill nodded slightly, looked in the direction indicated by Obaday, and looked at the busy crowd below with satisfaction.

"With Vanke's technical capabilities and your resources, you can definitely create a new armor that defeats Iron Man."

"By the way, I seem to have seen your special ability in someone."

Obaday frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"And until now, I don't know what your purpose is."

He turned his head and stared at Hill.

Hill smiled gently.

"There are some things you don't need to know too much."

She looked away from Obaday and looked at the busy scientific researchers again.

"You just need to focus on making armor, and when you defeat Iron Man, everything you want will come true."

Obaday listened to Hill's words. Although he still had doubts in his heart, the desire for revenge made him put aside these doubts temporarily.

He snorted coldly and said:

"I hope what you said is true. I have waited too long for this moment."

After that, he turned and walked towards Anton Vanke, ready to see the progress of the armor.

Anton Vanke was staring intently at a huge instrument, on which various complex lights and data flashed.

Obaday walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and asked:

"Wanke, how is the progress?"

Anton Vanke didn't even raise his head, but said quickly:

"Everything is going according to plan, but it will take some time to make a new armor that can defeat Stark."

Obaday nodded and said:

"Speed ​​up, we don't have much time to waste."

In another corner of the base, Hill stood quietly, with an elusive light in his eyes.

"Let me know when you succeed, maybe I can get something interesting for your armor."

After Hill finished speaking, he showed a meaningful smile, then turned and left the secret base.

Obaday and Vanke didn't pay much attention to this, their minds had already been completely immersed in the manufacture of new armor.

Anton Vanke stared at the experimental data in front of him, his eyes flashing with fanaticism,

his hands quickly tapped on the operating table, constantly adjusting various parameters.

Obaday paced back and forth, sometimes approaching Vanke to check the progress, sometimes frowning and thinking,

as if he was imagining the scene of the new armor defeating Tony Iron Man in his mind.

At the same time, in the center of the bustling city, the Stark Building still stood.

Although the exterior of some buildings was slightly mottled after the baptism of battle, the internal technological facilities had been restored.

Tony Stark had just received a message from Nick Fury, and learned that Obaday and Vanke had escaped from prison.

Nick Fury asked him to be careful and pay attention to safety.

"Be careful? Things are different now. With my current armor technology, I am still afraid of being defeated by these two men."

Tony showed a disdainful smile.

Now he is no longer the fledgling genius inventor.

After countless battles and challenges, his armor technology is changing with each passing day.

Then, Tony's eyes fell on a new armor beside him, his eyes were instantly lit up, and his excitement was beyond words.

This armor is completely different from the previous styles, and mysterious magic runes are engraved all over the body.

The rune lines are smooth and complex, flashing with a faint blue light, as if they have life, slowly flowing on the surface of the armor.

The entire surface of the armor is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, like a divine weapon from a fantasy world, a veritable magic armor.

Tony slowly approached the armor, stretched out his hand and gently touched the runes on it, feeling the mysterious power contained in it.

His eyes revealed the expectation and pride of this new armor.

And Obaday and Anton Vanko are just another episode in his legendary experience

HillArriving alone in the ghost town of Silent Hill, this city, once shrouded in terror, is now filled with a deadly atmosphere.

After the last crisis,

Geralt and the mages of Kamar-Taj have sealed the passage to the border of hell with powerful magic.

The surrounding buildings are dilapidated, and there are strange traces on the walls.

"Teacher Geralt and his team will let Obadi and Vanko block them. Everything is ready. I need time now. As long as I break this seal, my dream will come true."

Hill sighed softly, her voice full of expectation.

As soon as the voice fell, Hill slowly raised her hands, and a rich purple magic glow appeared in her palms.

This magic is like a flowing nebula, brilliant but dangerous.

With the surge of magic, the seal that was originally hidden in the ghost town began to gradually emerge.

It was a barrier emitting a soft golden light, with runes flickering on it.

As soon as the purple magic power came into contact with the golden seal, a strong energy fluctuation was triggered.

The golden light of the seal instantly became stronger, trying to block Hill's magic power.

Hill continued to increase the output of magic power.

The purple magic power was like a surging tide, hitting the golden seal wave after wave.

The two sides fell into a stalemate.

The air was filled with powerful energy ripples.

Wherever it passed, the dust on the ground was lifted, and the surrounding buildings trembled under the impact of this force.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Hill's forehead, but her eyes never wavered for a moment.

This was a key step in realizing her dream.

Although the golden seal was strong, it began to show fine cracks under Hill's continuous attack.

Every crack was accompanied by a dazzling light and a violent energy collision sound.

Seeing this, Hill's eyes flashed with excitement, and she increased the release of magic power.

Under the continuous impact of Hill's purple magic, accompanied by a crisp sound of breaking,

The original seal emitting golden light finally couldn't bear the burden and turned into golden light, floating in the air.

Hill looked at the broken seal and couldn't help showing a smile on her face. She walked forward with expectation.

However, the scene that suddenly appeared in front of her surprised her a little.

After the broken seal, another seal slowly emerged.

The runes on this seal were more complex and mysterious,

and the power fluctuations emitted made Hill feel an unprecedented strong resistance.

"Multi-layer seal? It's worthy of being Teacher Geralt."

Hill muttered to herself, with surprise at the exquisite arrangement of Geralt and others, and a hint of regret in her eyes.

After a long period of full-strength attack just now, her magic power was almost exhausted.

"My magic power is exhausted today. It seems that I have to come back in a few days."

Hill sighed helplessly, feeling very disappointed that she failed to break the seal today.

She glanced at the newly appeared seal, a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she still suppressed her fatigue and turned away.