In the north of New York, the Avengers headquarters...or, it was once the location of the Avengers headquarters.

The war burned on the charred earth, and the once magnificent Avengers headquarters had turned into a big place, and Tony conquered the sky with his flesh and blood for the first time.

He still can't forget his excitement at that time, because he accomplished an unprecedented feat and did something that no one had done in the past few thousand years. At that time, he was confident that he could do everything and believed that what he was about to create would change the whole world.

He thought Iron Man would become the most solid armor in the world.

And now, once again rushing into this blue sky, the pride and joy are gone.

Asking for himself, Tony must admit that he hoped more than once—even though he knew that thinking was wrong—that he had never had that turning point in his life. He hoped that he had never gone to Afghanistan, that he had never suffered that terrorist attack, and that he had never been hijacked into that cave to meet Yinsen and become Iron Man.

Damn it now seems that even if the shrapnel was a few inches into it, it would have taken his life directly.

He is tired, really tired.

Maria Hill sent a communication request. Tony answered: Hill, I'm just finished working. What's the matter?

There was a security loophole in Sanquyi Building. Hill said that ten minutes ago, the entire headquarters system was paralyzed. All facilities had failed, communication was paralyzed, all weapons and equipment could not be used, and they were suspected to have been attacked similar to electromagnetic pulses...

It's coming again, and Tony feels that the last time he heard good news was already in his previous life.

Ten minutes ago? Why did I know now?

All communication methods have failed, and it was not until now that the experts here found a way to contact you. Hilton paused and said in a deep voice, and there was another thing... Steve Rogers disappeared from his cell.

Tony was silent for a while.

I'll be there soon.

The afterimage of steel turned sharply in the air, and the tail flame drew a huge arc between the clouds.

...... Richards, did you hear it? Or me, Stark. He turned and said, "I said I was on the way to go?" This may have to be postponed for a while.
Chapter completed!