"Damn Obadiah! He's treating people's lives like a joke!" The First Generation Uncle Ben cursed in anger.
"Oh my God! He should go to hell!" Aunt May gasped, drawing a cross and praying that the people in the car would be safe.
"Fuck! That damn old bastard! I hope Tony Stark takes him down soon—he doesn't deserve to live!"
"Yeah! That man is a real devil!"
People from all over the world watching the scene were outraged, cursing Obadiah as they saw him lifting the car.
The mother in the vehicle, recalling the terrifying moment, was still shaken. Her face flushed in embarrassment when she remembered that in her panic, she had accidentally hit the accelerator instead of the brake.
[Iron Monger gripped the car tightly and advanced toward Tony. Tony ordered, "JARVIS, divert all power to the chest reactor—maximum output!"]
[The energy in Mark III's chest began to surge, the glow intensifying until, with a powerful blast, a concentrated beam shot out.]
[The force sent Obadiah stumbling backward, releasing his grip on the car. Tony rushed forward, catching the falling vehicle. The immense weight bore down on him, his knees nearly buckling.]
[Coupled with the energy drain from the earlier attack, his power level plummeted to 19%.]
[Struggling, Tony carefully lowered the car to the ground. But in her panic, the mother inside accidentally slammed on the accelerator again. The moment the wheels touched the ground, the car lurched forward—straight at Tony.]
["Wait!!! NO NO NO NO NO!!!" Tony shouted as he desperately tried to hold onto the hood.]
[Within seconds, he lost his grip and was dragged underneath the vehicle.]
["Oh no! I'm so sorry, Mr. Stark!" the mother gasped, covering her face in shame.]
[Unfortunately, Tony couldn't hear her apology. He lay there, groaning, having just risked his life to save her—only to get run over for his trouble. Who else could understand this kind of frustration?]
Rhodes gave him a deadpan look. "Why didn't you just jump?"
Tony rolled his eyes. "Because I didn't think of it at the time, okay? Who knew she'd step on the damn accelerator?!"
[Quickly regaining his composure, Tony lifted the rear of the car, using the momentum to roll out from underneath it. Just as he stood up, Iron Monger lunged at him from above.]
[Obadiah landed heavily in front of Tony. At the same moment, an unfortunate passerby rode past on a motorcycle—only for Obadiah to snatch it out of mid-air with one hand.]
[The rider was flung off, crashing hard onto the pavement, his fate unknown. Without hesitation, Obadiah swung the motorcycle like a weapon, smashing it straight into Tony.]
[Tony was sent flying, slamming into a parked car before collapsing onto the pavement.]
[Nearby, a bus full of civilians erupted into chaos as people scrambled to escape in panic.]
[Before Tony could fully regain his footing, Obadiah charged again. This time, he kicked Tony down, then grabbed him by the collar and slammed him onto the pavement.]
["Forty years! I have always supported you!!!" Obadiah roared.]
[He stepped on Tony's chest, glaring down at him. "I built this company from the ground up!"]
[Tony struggled to move, but Obadiah grabbed him by the collar again and sneered, "I won't let anyone stand in my way!"]
[With that, he hurled Tony into the side of the bus, splitting it in half on impact.]
[Taking several steps back, Obadiah aimed his shoulder-mounted missile launcher at Tony. "And that includes you!!!"]
[A missile fired, striking the bus head-on. The explosion obliterated the entire vehicle, sending Tony hurtling out of the inferno.]
[As he plummeted toward the ground, he activated his thrusters just in time, stabilizing himself mid-air.]
"Whoa! That armor is insane! He just took a direct missile hit and is still fine!" The 1st Generation Spider-Man gawked at the sight of Tony emerging from the flames.
"Yeah! It's truly remarkable!" Connors nodded, explaining to the students. "His suit is made from gold-titanium alloy—highly durable, resistant to extreme temperatures, and capable of withstanding bullets and explosions!"
"Too bad I can't wear something like that," 1st Gen Spider-Man muttered, a little envious. His special suit, a gift from Harry, was impressive, but it couldn't compare to Stark's armor.
Just the ability to fly alone made all the difference.
"But it comes at a cost—his life!" Dr. Connors pointed out. "Do you remember the green liquid Tony Stark drank before? That was most likely chlorophyll."
"Chlorophyll?" Peter frowned.
"It helps neutralize the heavy metal poisoning caused by the palladium core in his Arc Reactor. Without a solution, Stark is slowly being poisoned!"
"Trust me, Peter—dying from metal poisoning is a painful way to go. If he doesn't find a cure, his fate will be grim."
"Oh no… that's horrible!" Gwen gasped.
"Isn't there another way?" 1st Gen Spider-Man's face darkened.
"There are two options," Connors continued. "One—surgery to remove the shrapnel and discard the Arc Reactor altogether. That way, his condition wouldn't worsen."
"But that would limit his power, right?" Peter asked.
"Exactly," Connors confirmed. "His second option? Find a new element to replace palladium in his reactor. That could keep him alive and allow him to keep using the suit."
"I just wonder—which solution did he choose?" Connors mused, watching Tony closely.
["This is incredible! You upgraded your design! Well guess what? I upgraded mine too!!!"]
[Obadiah, seeing Tony soaring through the air, let out a maniacal roar.]
[Iron Monger's legs began shifting, thrusters igniting as exhaust vents roared to life.]
["Sir! It appears the Iron Monger suit has flight capabilities as well!"] Jarvis immediately reported.
[Tony, eyes narrowing, gave a simple command. "Fly to maximum altitude!"]
["Sir, energy levels are only at 19%! The probability of sustaina—"]
["I CAN DO THE MATH! JUST GO!"Tony snapped, cutting Jarvis off.]
[As Iron Monger rapidly closed the distance, Tony suddenly accelerated, putting distance between them.]
[Pepper, watching from below, could only stare as the two suits soared higher and higher into the night sky.]
[At the Air Force Base, military radars detected the high-speed flight. A supervisor barked, "Get Major Allen! Scramble fighter jets to intercept!"]
[A soldier began typing the command when a hand suddenly pressed down on his keyboard, stopping him.]
[Rhodey stood there, calm and composed. "No need, gentlemen. This is just a training exercise."]
[Because his military rank was higher than everyone in the room, no one dared to question his authority. Seeing the soldiers comply, Rhodes smirked in satisfaction.]
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