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843, Death of Pepper!

Rumble——

With bursts of low thunder from above the darkening sky.

A tall figure covered in wisps of bright lightning fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the frowning Thor saw Rorschach, Iron Man David and others standing on the grass of Stark Manor.

And Magneto Max, who had the same solemn expression on his face, was also having secret conversations with the mutants who had solemn expressions.

"I said, brother Rorschach, what happened that made you inform me to give up appeasing the large number of people in the Revenge Tribunal? You didn't make it completely clear when you contacted me just now!"

Thor, the God of Thunder, stepped forward with Mjolnir in his palm.

He went straight to Rorschach, who had his arms around his shoulders, and asked in a lowered voice.

"Thor, where is this place?"

Rorschach, who had a look of indifference on his bronze face, did not immediately answer Saul's inquiry.

He stared at the scene in front of him with cold eyes and asked in a low voice.

Sol, who was still confused, was slightly stunned at first.

He subconsciously said:

"Isn't this a private estate owned by that guy Tony? It was here that Ms. Pepper entertained us last time..."

"etc--"

At this moment, a terrifying thought flashed through Thor's mind and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

His face turned livid at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stared at Rorschach's bronze face and lowered his voice and said:

"Brother Rorschach, is this impossible? But it must not be the thought I am thinking of now!"

"Saul, according to the so-called Murphy's Law, when a person least wants to face something, what happens is what the other person is most afraid of and fears."

Rorschach took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice.

He slowly drove the vibranium power armor to move, making way for Thor in front of him.

Thor, whose face was ashen, subconsciously tightened his grip on Mjolnir in his palm.

Without any hesitation, he walked towards a building hidden in the lush woods.

Snap!

By the time Thor, who was acting cautiously, had just stepped into the entrance of the building.

Except for the automatic drones that were scanning everything and traces in mid-air.

What worries Thor even more is the tragic scene of chaos around him!

I saw that the surrounding wooden floors and masonry walls were covered with burn marks from the impact beam.

Pieces of blue armor fragments were scattered randomly on the surrounding floor.

Thor, who looked solemn, did not see Stark.

He had to step forward carefully and walked deeper into the building.

Just tens of seconds later.

Sol, who was patrolling back and forth, was in front of a master bedroom door.

At a glance, he saw Stark, who was wearing a silver-white mechanical armor and almost kneeling in front of the bed.

And Pepper Pepper, who has no trace of blood on her pale face and no signs of life on her flat chest!

"Tony..."

At this moment, Thor, whose lips moved a few times, just called out Stark's name.

Stark, who was so quiet as if he had never existed, suddenly burst out with a deafening low roar!

"Get out-"

At this moment, extremely intense echoes seemed to be reverberating between the surrounding walls.

But Sol, who was thoughtful and thoughtful, didn't say much.

He stared at Tony's seemingly slumped back for a few more times, then turned and walked towards the outside of the building.

"Rorschach, who is the murderer? Give me a target, and I will kill it alive with Mjolnir's thunder!"

Thor, who had just stepped out of the building, came to Rorschach angrily.

He asked the other party.

"Haha, this is the problem. According to the clues we just obtained, it was an Astartes wearing power armor who raided Ms. Pepper's residence. Even though Little Pepper quickly put on the armor that Tony carefully prepared for her,

Mechanical armor, but the pure combat effectiveness gap can never be made up by relying on technology."

Rorschach, whose indifferent expression never changed, sneered at Saul in front of him.

He also shared the intelligence information he knew with the other party.

"Astartes? This is impossible, isn't it? Aren't those guys genetically loyal to you, the primarch? And, even if it was really the Astartes who did it, why did he kill Ms. Pepper? Let the Tribunal of Vengeance

Civil war with the Legion?”

Thor, who was frowning, seemed to have successfully mobilized his thinking ability that he had not used for a long time.

He muttered to Rorschach.

"Over the years, in the countless battles that have taken place on the native Terra, the number of Astartes who cannot be found or marked as missing is in the hundreds, even if the names of the dead can be confirmed."

"Especially in many cases, the Astartes cannot have any advantage in the face of various superpowers... Therefore, I suspect that either a missing Astartes has unfortunately become a puppet of a certain force, or there is something

People want to take this opportunity to stir up chaos among us, and even start an inevitable civil war!"

"Of course, there is another possibility..."

At this moment, Rorschach, whose thoughts were spinning rapidly, made a corresponding judgment.

Then, he seemed to remember something more important.

Rorschach's vibranium palm moved slightly.

The simulator page, which is invisible to outsiders, is also spread out within his field of vision!

Sure enough, just when Rorschach, who was frowning, swiped the simulator page directly to the evil god sacrifice page.

He was shocked to see that the sacred number belonging to Tzeentch had completely returned to zero!

This also means that a blessing from the Chaos Evil God has already arrived on the current native Terra!

But Rorschach didn’t know anything about it!

"Damn it! There was obviously a lot of countdown time when I checked it before, but why did it return to zero in such a short time? Could it be that Tzeentch of Thousand Swordsmen has been playing tricks on me?"

"And what is happening now cannot be entirely attributed to the blessing of the evil god. I feel that Tzeentch cannot create cards out of thin air in the local universe. She can only choose an existing card and play it!"

At this moment, Rorschach, whose thoughts were already spinning rapidly, thought secretly.

Dongdongdong——

At this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the direction of the building also caused everyone present to move their eyes over.

The next second, Stark, with blood-red eyes, slowly drove the silver-white mechanical armor that made a low hum, and his whole body was revealed in front of everyone.

"Tell me, Rorschach...does your so-called Primarch bleed?"


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