"Wait, I've seen you! That chemical analyzer in the competition for young scientists in the EU!" The eyes behind Tony Stark's helmet were wide open, "He is also your little agent? Or does SHIELD value your talents and recruit you? What clothes are you wearing? Looks like a wizard! Jarvis, get his information."

"Sir, Salomon Damonet, was born on December 25, 1995 and is currently studying at Eton University..."

"You probably don't have the authority to know this, Stark. The public information does not mean anything." Nick Fury was a little proud. After all, knowing secrets that others don't know will inevitably lead to superiority. Since meeting Salomon, Nick Fury felt that the last time he experienced this feeling was a long time ago. Now Stark fell into the trap and asked the question he expected. Nick Fury would not miss this opportunity to play his mysterious style.

Being a riddle is really happy.

Tony Stark glanced at Salomon who was sitting aside and sent a text message, and snorted in dissatisfaction without asking too much. But he had made up his mind in private to check S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E

Stark closed the back door of the Quin-type fighter. He stepped forward a few steps, opened his mask, stood in front of Nick Fury, staring at him very seriously.

"You said you need me here, but you'd better make sure that this is really as important as you said, and it's worth coming over immediately after a fight." He said, "If I hadn't eavesdropped on your call, I would have thought it was an exercise. Tell me, what are you fighting against? Don't involve Nordic myths, I don't believe the old lady's fireplace story."

"The fact is what you hear, Stark." Nick Fury was not surprised by Tony Stark's eavesdropping calls. He knew Stark's temper and way of doing things, and he didn't even feel angry at all, because it saved him from long-lasting explanation time. "The gods in Norse myths landed on Earth. In order to maintain the relationship between Asgard and Earth, we must protect one of them against the enemies attacking Asgard's heirs." Nick Fury handed the computer to Tony Stark, "You can see it yourself. I'm afraid you will believe that the so-called myth is not groundless. But you should move quickly, and we will have no time."

Tony Stark took the laptop half-believingly and quickly browsed the contents. After a while, he returned the computer to Nick Fury and looked at him with a look of his mentally retarded child. "They are just aliens. Maybe they have come to Earth in the past, and the primitive tribes worship Asgard, who is ahead of the technology, as a god. This is no big deal, and it does not mean that they are gods. Well, they look very much like humans, at least this Thor looks no different from the Earthlings. After all, not all aliens look like E.T." He said, "I think even your little agent can figure it out. Am I right, Salomon Damonet?"

Tony Stark deliberately brought the topic to Salomon. Although he seemed nothing happened, his curiosity about Salomon was about to explode - this is where aliens appear. What is Salomon's identity that made Nick Fury bring him here?

But Salomon still ignored Tony Stark and still instructed Luca's actions on his own, and he had to ensure that the news could be sent out. Therefore, Luca's life safety is very important. At least, for the moment.

"Why did he ignore me?" Tony Stark looked at Salomon in disbelief, then turned his head, pointed at the secret wizard, and asked Nick Fury, "Don't say that this is a good thing you S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.

"We won't do that, he just doesn't want to pay attention to you." Nick Fury sighed. "He has nothing to do with you, Stark. Stop asking questions and focus on the task in front of you."

"Then does Congress know about you fighting aliens here?" Stark curled his lips, "Who will the video of this battle be handed over? If the incompetent politicians in the Senate know where I use the armor..."

"S.H.I.E.D. will help you out," said Nick Fury. "These senators' confidentiality level is not enough to let them know about it."

"What about Congress?"

"This is not something I can control. S.H.I.E.L.D. is a world organization, not a government agency in the United States." Nick Fury said lies with his eyes open. "But I can share some of the intelligence with you, Stark. I know you are very curious about Asgard. I have information about Asgard here. After the mission is over, you can check it. I promise. But I won't tell you the source of my intelligence."

"I'm determined!" Stark closed the mask on his face and was about to turn around and leave. In fact, he was not as reluctant as he showed - this is an alien, the third type of contact! He had fantasies about aliens when he was a child! There is no little boy in the United States who would not have such daydreams after watching "E.T"! What's more, the Asgard weapon is very similar to his armor. He really wanted to see the structure of the Asgard armor. Stark believed that that thing would definitely give him inspiration to improve the armor.

Tony Stark had been excited, he was just embarrassed to show it. After all, he was already forty years old, and showing enthusiasm for aliens would only make people feel a little naive.

"Sir, the ground forces are asking for support." Agent Romanov's voice came from the cockpit. "They have used everything they can, and the Asgardians are preparing to fight."

The ground troops were really helpless. After using guided bombs, they tried several missiles, but all of them had little effect, including Stark industrial products that were once installed. As for some counter-person weapons, such as white phosphorus bombs and incendiary bombs, they didn't even have the idea to try them.

"Dear Natalie Rushman, did you find a new job after being fired by Stark Group?" Tony Stark sarcastically shouted the pseudonym that Agent Romanov used when he was undercover in Stark Group. "The new job looks good, and there are planes to drive. Do you want to tell me what is your new boss?"

"We don't have time, Stark." Nick Fury interrupted Stark's sarcasm, "Now, carry out the mission, I've connected you to the channel."

"I'm not your agent." Stark muttered, opened the hatch again, jumped down from the fighter plane, and his hands and feet and the jet port behind him spewed out a white flame, pushing him to dive rapidly towards the target below. The new triangular ark reactor provided extremely powerful power for the Mark 6 electric propulsion engine. Stark felt that the energy flowed like blood in his body, in the armor, and the ark reactor was like another heart. Every time he flew and beat, he could truly feel that the armor was like his body. Only when this was the time, he would truly realize that he was Iron Man.

It wasn't until Tony Stark left the Quin-type fighter that Salomon looked up at Nick Fury. "Is this your back?" he said, "So, have you ever thought about what to do after he fails?"

"I have more than one backhand," Nick Fury said meaningfully, "Iron Man is just one of them."

When Tony Stark flew to the three Asgardian warriors and Sif, he couldn't help but look at the Asgardians carefully. For example, the strong man with a long beard and round belly, a strange armor, the cold warrior with a black hair, and the black-haired lady holding a sword and a shield. To be honest, he was a little curious about Asgard's way of fighting, and he decided not to comment on the Asgardians' cold weapons for the time being - who knows if it would be a high-tech weapon, but just pretending to be a cold weapon.

"If you are a friend, don't get in the way!" Vostag said in a muffled voice, as if he was still chewing something in his mouth, "This is a battle of glory!"

"If you are the enemy..." Hogan shook off the chain hammer expressionlessly, ready to give Tony Stark a chance. After the ground troops failed to block the Destroyer armor, all the armored troops were cut in half by the laser fired by the Destroyer armor. It walked towards the command position in an irresistible posture. The human army could no longer prevent the Destroyer armor from approaching.

"You mortals have done enough," said Sif, "Then it will be the battle of the warriors in the Immortal Palace!"

After receiving Nick Fury's order, the ground troops chose to abandon large-scale weapons and retreated with the infantry company that was completely useless. The four warriors of the Asparagus picked up their weapons, intending to stop the Destroyer armor and cover the retreat of the human army behind them. Thor originally wanted to go to the battlefield, but was stopped by Sif and Jane Foster, because now Thor is almost no different from mortals, and going to the battlefield is equivalent to dying.

It is almost impossible to defeat the Destroyer. Even the bravest warrior of Asgard could not defeat it. Thor could only watch his companion die in great anger, but he stood there and could do nothing. Shame was devouring his heart. Thor knew that the father of the gods was right. He was too arrogant. In the past, he treated the throne with a playful attitude, as if it was just a spoiled after an adventure.

He felt that he was too reckless and childish in the past.

But this thinking was not helpful to the situation at this time. Thor refused to evacuate with S.H.E.L.D. and the ground troops. He wanted to stand here and wait for the end of the war. No matter what the result was, he would accept it because it was his stupid price. But this price had nothing to do with the four warriors of the Astragalus, and he could only pay it. He had to think of a way.

"Wait, wait, I'm here to help you!" Although Tony Stark is often frivolous, he will not have conflicts with friendly forces for a little misunderstanding at this critical moment. He said, "I have a cooperation with SHIELD..."

"We know the son of Phil Cole." Ms. Sif said, "Do you know him?"

"Agent Colson, of course, I know him. I am..." Before Tony Stark finished speaking, the armor's jet opening automatically activated, and the sudden action made him avoid a beam of light emitted from a distance.

"Good job, Jarvis."

"Thank you for the compliment, sir." Jarvis' tone was calm as usual.

"Okay, it seems that some people can't wait." Tony Stark was a little angry because this was the first time he was interrupted to introduce himself. Or rather, it was the first time he was interrupted when he needed to introduce himself.

Not far away, the Destroyer Armor was walking forward in great strides, its speed was getting faster and faster, and finally it turned into a wild run.

"Brave mortal warrior, come with me, Odin's glory will shine on you!" Ms. Sif shouted, running forward with her shield and long sword. Vostag was not willing to be outdone. He also rushed forward with the battle axe, and the first to collided with the Destroyer armor that rushed over.

With a bang, a loud metal collision broke out, and Vostak and the Destroyer Armor both fell backwards. Sif and Hogan slashed the weapon hard on the Destroyer without any mercy. Vandal even cleverly walked around the head of the Destroyer Armor and inserted the slender stinging sword into it.
Chapter completed!