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Chapter 59 Hammer Avengers
🕑 Added 2025-09-11 13:16:31 +0000 UTCWhoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Over Avengers Tower in New York, steel battle suits streaked through the air, chasing a golden-red figure. Inside his armor, Tony Stark’s expression hardened.
“Friday, bring weapons online.”
At his command, the AI activated the suit’s weapon systems. Small Tomahawk missiles dropped from his back, locking onto their targets.
Boom, boom!
Flames exploded across the sky. A dozen silver-white Iron Legion suits went up in fireballs, shattered into raining metal fragments.
But Tony’s face only grew darker—because for every one he destroyed, more and more Iron Legion suits closed in on him.
“Tony, you can’t handle this alone.”
A familiar voice crackled through comms. James “Rhodey” Rhodes, clad in his War Machine armor, swooped in. The massive shoulder-mounted Gatling cannon whirred as he unleashed a barrage of missiles, grenades, and armor-piercing rounds into the Iron Legion.
Boom, boom, boom!
Explosions rocked the sky above the Tower. Costly battle suits were torn apart in waves of fire. Tony threw Rhodey a thumbs-up—
—when suddenly, boom!
A cluster of Jericho missiles slammed into War Machine’s back. The explosion engulfed him, and Rhodey was hurled out of the sky.
“Warning. Damage critical. War Machine systems at 90% failure. Power core: offline. Weapons: offline. Remaining Arc reactor energy: 80%.”
The onboard AI reported coldly as the armor failed. With the thrusters gone, Rhodey plummeted like a stone.
“Shit…”
Inside the suit, Rhodey’s eyes widened in panic. The War Machine armor had become his coffin, and the ground rushed up to meet him.
“Rhodey!”
Tony’s chest clenched. He wanted to break off and catch his friend—but the Iron Legion swarming around him pinned him in place.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
From Stark’s own lab, wave after wave of Iron Legion units launched into the air, surrounding him tighter and tighter.
Hovering at their head was Allens’ Duplicate No. 3—the Mechanic.
The clone floated in midair, eyes cold. “Iron Legion, attack mode.”
He pressed two fingers to his temple, unleashing his machine-control ability. The surrounding Iron Legion suits opened their weapon bays. Dozens of micro-missiles fired in a storm toward Tony Stark at the center.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sky lit up in fire. Even the advanced Mark armor couldn’t withstand such concentrated bombardment. Sparks and damage warnings filled Tony’s HUD—he was in serious trouble.
Inside Avengers Tower, another battle raged. Duplicate No. 2—the Freezer—pressed his hand against a steel wall. Frost raced outward in waves, freezing everything in its path. The elderly Captain America was forced to retreat quickly.
But his younger self charged straight in, shield raised. With a mighty throw, the Vibranium shield ricocheted off the walls, striking the Freezer from behind and slamming him into the far wall.
Boom!
Before young Rogers could press his advantage, Duplicate No. 4—the Telekinetic—made his move. Rogers’ body froze in midair, pinned by invisible force, before being smashed brutally into a steel wall.
“Feel the wrath of Asgard, pretender!”
Thor’s eyes crackled with lightning, divine power surging through his body. He swung Mjolnir with the strength of a hundred tons, aiming to crush Duplicate No. 1—the Absorber.
“Get out of my way.”
The clone’s right arm morphed into pure Vibranium. He caught Mjolnir’s strike effortlessly, then drove his other fist—transformed into rock—into Thor’s gut.
Boom!
Thor was launched like a ragdoll, crashing through a reinforced wall.
And when the Absorber touched Mjolnir, his entire body shifted into Uru metal—the same god-forged material that made the hammer itself.
Uru’s properties allowed it to channel magic, absorb energy, and multiply it. It was the key to Odin’s armor, the Destroyer, and Stormbreaker itself. Now, the clone wielded that same terrifying resilience.
Duplicate No. 4 lifted his finger. Under his psychic control, debris and shattered metal rose into the air. With a flick, he sent the storm of shrapnel hurtling toward the Avengers.
“Energy shield!”
Old Rogers tossed down a small capsule. A cube of glowing light expanded instantly, shielding Natasha, Hawkeye, and Sam Wilson inside.
Pumbapum!
Shards slammed into the barrier, rippling it violently until it finally collapsed. Natasha, Hawkeye, and Falcon were all struck, their bodies pierced—taken out of the fight.
“Crackle…”
Thor’s fury boiled over. Lightning split the sky above, thunder gathering in waves. His godly power burned like a storm given form.
But before he could unleash it, the Absorber stepped in front of him, Uru palm pressed against his chest.
“Absorb.”
In an instant, Thor’s divine power and lightning were drained away, siphoned into the clone’s body. Empowered by Uru’s energy absorption, the clone’s strength rivaled that of the gods themselves.
A massive thunder pillar erupted from his palm, carrying Thor with it. The blast tore through floor after floor of the Tower as Thor plummeted.
“Avengers… nothing more.”
From his seat on a sofa, Allens looked on like a king, cold eyes filled with contempt, pity, and cruel amusement.
Behind him, twin siblings stepped forward. Between them walked a battered, wired-up robot—the newly born Ultron.
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