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The shockwave exploded the moment the two fists collided!
The ground within a radius of 100 meters cracked inch by inch!
The Hulk's arm shattered the moment it made contact, and rotting flesh and blood splattered like mud!
"Roar--!!"
The zombie Hulk roared in pain, but Ian had already grabbed its head and slammed it to the ground!
"Boom!!"
The ground was smashed into a huge crater with a diameter of over a thousand meters, the sound of which was tremendous, and the body of the zombie Hulk was deeply embedded in it.
"You can't give me a career or experience, so let's leave it at that." Ian formed his right hand into a claw and plunged it into its chest—his hand pierced through the heart of the zombie Hulk.
then.
The surging force of the punch pierced directly through the Hulk's seemingly indestructible chest.
There was even a burst of punching force coming from behind!
"boom!"
The Hulk's heart exploded in Ian's palm, black blood gushing out. The Hulk's body convulsed violently a few times, then he looked down at the bloody hole in his chest. The soul fire in his eyes flickered intensely before slowly extinguishing, and his massive body collapsed to his knees, motionless.
The battle, from start to finish, lasted less than ten seconds. Ian shook the blood off his hands, jumped out of the crater, and gave the stunned crowd a bright smile.
"nailed it."
Ian felt like he hadn't even warmed up before the zombie Avengers were all lying on the ground. He was still a little unsatisfied, but there weren't even any baby zombies left within a radius of dozens of kilometers.
Looking at the debris on the ground, Ian thought for a moment, then picked up the fragments of Thor's hammer, washed them with disinfectant, and then kept stuffing them into his mouth along with the Iron Man Zombie armor.
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +77]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +86]
[Savage Tyrant Experience Points +198]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +65]
[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience Points +99]
……
For some reason, some of the experience from the "Savage Tyrant" was mixed in. Ian had clearly washed himself very clean, yet it seemed as if he had still ingested some zombie virus.
But don't panic.
The zombie virus was not as virulent as the virus in Ian's body.
It can't generate much airflow.
All of it turned into "protein," becoming Ian's nourishment. Ian squatted on the ground, carefully searching for fragments of Thor's hammer, like picking out fresh vegetables at a market. He picked up a relatively intact piece of Uru metal, blew off the dust, and then crunched it into his mouth with a loud chewing sound.
"It has a slightly burnt aroma."
Food critic Ian Rui commented on the fragments of Thor's hammer that still had electric arcs.
The adjectives are very precise and sharp.
Thor and Steve stood to the side, their expressions complex, as if they had just been forced into marriage—a truly indescribable mix of emotions. Thor instinctively hugged his only remaining companion, Mjolnir, as if afraid Ian would target it at any moment. Steve did the same, immediately tucking his shield under his clothes for protection.
They were both worried that Ian wasn't eating comfortably enough, and then they'd turn around and scam their own precious child. The two unfortunate souls huddled together, whispering and discussing what Ian wouldn't put in his mouth.
the other side.
Gwen moved closer to Morgan, who was taking pictures of Ian.
"Don't you find it strange at all?"
She whispered a question to Morgan, feeling that Morgan was just as abnormal as Ian. Upon hearing this, Morgan didn't even look up, continuing to snap photos of Ian's "food review" scene.
“What’s so strange? Uncle Ian is just like that.”
Morgan wasn't actually a crazy girl, but she once again showed a familiarity with Ian, as if she had become accustomed to Ian's words and actions as a normal person.
Tony's son, the daughter of Steel, paused slightly, as if suddenly remembering something interesting, "Did you know he used to like to make tea with nuclear wastewater?"
"They say it has a 'mineral flavor,' and now I have it for life."
Morgan once again displayed an air of nonchalance, his tone tinged with reminiscence. This single sentence sent a sharp pang of pain through Gwen's new spider-sense.
This is really wrong.
She had known Ian for a long time, but she had absolutely no recollection of what Morgan was saying. Moreover... Morgan's familiarity with Ian was as if he had grown up with him since childhood.
Upon hearing this, Gwen, who had memories from before the reboot, realized that something was wrong with Morgan, just like Ian, but she couldn't find any useful information in her old memories.
"Tony Stark and those guys over there have known each other for a long time?" Gwen frowned, realizing that old Tony had been keeping something from her and Ian.
Morgan finally put down his phone, tilted his head, and thought for a moment.
“I don’t know how long they’ve known each other. But…” she lowered her voice and said mysteriously, “I heard my mother tell me about how Uncle Ian and my dad met, and it was quite an interesting story.”
These words were spoken.
Not far away, Ian was still engrossed in gnawing on metal, but his ears were perked up like radar. He was just as curious as Gwen about the information Morgan knew that he didn't.
Morgan, seemingly oblivious, continued, "Back then, Uncle Ian was down on his luck and was even begging on live stream, but he couldn't get the boxed lunches my dad was distributing for charity."
"He was so angry that he used some magical means to sneak into my villa..." Morgan's voice was not only recalling the past, but also the warm times when his mother told him stories.
Gwen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"And then? They stole the vault? They blew up the lab?"
Her intuition told her that Ian was definitely not just there to cause damage or steal.
Morgan shook his head.
"neither."
She suppressed a laugh and spoke with a sigh.
"He stole several pairs of my dad's unwashed underwear."
As soon as these words came out.
Ian froze on the spot.
"……what?"
Gwen also waited for the big dragon's eyes.
“Shut up! I wouldn’t do such a thing! It’s all a fabricated memory Tony made up for you!” Ian turned his head, his face flushed, mainly because a piece of metal was stuck in his throat.
He coughed until his face turned completely red.
Ok.
That's his reason.
Morgan was completely oblivious to Ian's reaction and continued to make revelations that even Ian could not have predicted.
"He didn't steal my dad's underwear to sell to my dad's fans."
She lowered her voice mysteriously, "Uncle Ian has special methods to extract 'offspring' from underwear and sell them on the black market. It's said that after-sales service is included."
As soon as these words came out.
Ian transformed into the reddish hue of Rambo, the Mechanical Enemy.
Gwen and the others froze.
"I heard he became a billionaire in no time by doing this," Morgan said with admiration. "I can only say, no wonder he's Uncle Ian, even his money-making is so creative!"
She seemed completely unaware.
Those descendants were all her competitors.
"puff--!!"
Thor spat out a mouthful of beer and rushed toward his father Odin and the Frost Giant King, fearing that Ian would replicate the same action in Asgard.
Steve's face turned green.
He subconsciously touched his pants.
Then he looked at Ian in horror.
"You knocked me unconscious once!"
The veteran's paranoia relapsed.
Ian finally coughed up the metal fragments.
He jumped up and shouted.
"Slander! This is blatant slander! Didn't you see how cool I looked fighting monsters? Cool is my lifelong synonym!"
Ian pointed at Morgan.
"Your mother definitely has Alzheimer's! How could I do such a thing?! Yes, these could all be false memories that Tony implanted in you; you never really knew me!"
This is one of Ian's current speculations.
"I am DC Ian! Look at my belt... you have to read it backwards to get DC Ian!"
Just as Ian was unwilling to accept that this behavior was related to him, in the shadows of the distant ruins, a pair of eyes that did not belong to zombies, gleaming with intelligence, were quietly observing everything.
The figure gently pressed the communicator next to his ear.
"Anomaly detected in the timeline; target has reached the 'anchor point.' Prepare to execute the second phase protocol."
Chapter 179 Ruler of the Nine Realms! A Famous Scene Reappears!
Above the post-apocalyptic ruins, the wind swirls ashes, which fall like snow. Collapsed skyscrapers resemble the wreckage of a colossal beast, and rusted cars tumble across the cracked streets.
In the distance, the zombies who failed to receive "Ian's treatment" still wandered aimlessly through the streets, far less than their colleagues who had left work early because Ian had killed them.
The wind swirled past, carrying charred scraps of paper and ashes. Ian stood before Morgan, hands on his hips, a serious expression on his face, trying to correct her "misconception."
“Morgan, since you call me Uncle Ian, I have to teach you a cruel truth—your wicked father must have implanted false memories in you, making you mistakenly believe that you had the honor of knowing me. Of course, in all the worlds, billions of girls have had such a beautiful dream.”
"Actually, you can't really blame your father for wanting his daughter to succeed." Ian was stating his own words, his logically consistent way of thinking always being his strength.