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"No, wait for me for a moment."

After hearing Nyarlathotep's statement, Fang Mo couldn't help but respond: "Something is off with this follower of yours... Aren't you referring to a kin rather than a follower?"

"Is that not good?"

Nyarlathotep smiled and retorted, "Mortal lives are so short and fragile, yet we are different, being merely the most inconsequential of incarnations... Our power far exceeds the limits of their comprehension. So, isn't it a kind of grace to have them as our followers?"

"emmm..."

Nyarlathotep's words indeed made some sense, and Fang Mo couldn't help but fall into deep thought after hearing them.

"Look, our incarnations are enjoying themselves across different times and spaces."

Nyarlathotep spoke again, "Our will even transcends time and space itself, yet the mortals you adore simply cannot grasp this grand and magnificent concept. They can only perceive a trivial part of it."

"Just like ants, even if you are fond of them, their understanding remains superficial, foolish, unable to escape the pathetic constraints of their own species."

"You want to share your joy with the ants, but they are only influenced by their survival instincts."

"You relish the beauty of the battlefield, but they are just busy nibbling on the remnants of flesh and blood, you hold them in your palm for a chat, but they just scurry through your fingers, trying to find honey, completely misunderstanding the depth of your words, appearing so dirty, stupid, and greedy."

Nyarlathotep smiled and spread his hands, "No matter how much you love these ants, they will inevitably disappoint you one day."

"Even if you are willing to lower yourself to become an ant."

"But there will come a day, sooner or later, when you will grow tired of your own foolish and insignificant actions."

At this point, Nyarlathotep looked at Fang Mo again with a hint of a dazzling light in his eyes, "My friend, you must know, we are beings that reside above the stars, after witnessing the pinnacle of greatness, no one wants to sink into the filthy mire, we do not belong there."

"...Your eloquence is wasted not being a president."

After listening to Nyarlathotep's reasoning, Fang Mo couldn't help but comment.

"Ha ha, do you think so too?" Nyarlathotep's face showed a hearty smile, "Thank you for the compliment, but I am already a president, in more than one world at that, please call me the Supreme President."

"What are you guys talking about?"

Just as the two were talking, the voice of Nick Fury suddenly intervened.

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo looked up at Nick Fury. At this moment, Ultron seemed to have finished his speech and was fiddling with a console: "Are you done talking?"

"Only to say it went smoothly."

Nick Fury nodded and said, "Considering your situation, we've temporarily chosen to trust Ultron. Can you call Doctor Strange out? I need him to open a portal to Norway, your sword was left there by Stark."

"Norway?"

Fang Mo was surprised: "Why was it left there?"

"According to Stark, Oslo is the global hub of the supernet," Nick Fury explained. "Your sword contains unimaginable alien technology but is also affected by network transmission speeds, and deploying it there can more effectively stop Ultron."

"Oh, I thought it had something to do with Asgard."

Fang Mo nodded upon hearing this.

"Asgard?" Nick Fury asked curiously, "Why would you think of that?"

"No help, just a fixed impression." Fang Mo shrugged. After watching many Marvel movies, it's natural to think this way, especially since several key plots in Norway are related to Asgard, like where the Tesseract was initially hidden and where Odin died, among other things.

Of course, there's another important point.

"After all, it's been a long time since I last entered a lottery." Fang Mo directly said to Nick Fury, "How about you guys go ahead with your tasks, and I'll just go to Asgard for a bathroom break and come right back?"

"You insist on going today, don't you?"

Nick Fury frowned and said, "Or do you want to hear me say 'pull my leg' or something?"

"...That's a bit too much."

Fang Mo widened his eyes upon hearing this. Nick Fury's ability to self-deprecate was indeed outrageous, even among Fang Mo's previous life's silly internet friends, hardly a few could do that.

However, Fang Mo naturally could not show weakness, so he spoke up: "Even dung beetles roll their food into a ball before eating, yet you directly flaunt it by holding the pot..."

"Would you please shut up."

Nick Fury really couldn't stand it anymore and massaged his forehead, saying, "We are facing a great enemy right now; this is not the time for foolishness. If you want to play, wait until this is over, and I will join you. After all, I have become the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. again, so I can afford to entertain you."

"What?"

Fang Mo was stunned: "When did you become the director again?"

"In short, thanks to you," Nick Fury, clearly not wanting to elaborate further, said directly, "So, can you call out Doctor Strange and the others now?"

"Oh, no need."

Fang Mo waved his hand: "After all, it's my sword. I can retrieve it myself without bothering him to open the door."

After saying this, Fang Mo activated the characteristics of Brown Magic.

Yes, if the supreme intelligence could be sealed within the sword, it indicates that the sword was made of Ender metal, which inherently has an effect similar to the Flying Thunder God technique.

This means that no matter who took Fang Mo's sword.

As long as he wishes.

Retrieving it would just be a matter of teleportation.

In any case, with a single thought from Fang Mo, he instantly appeared inside a massive chamber.

It looked somewhat like a huge server processing center, with devices that Fang Mo couldn't understand everywhere below, appearing very advanced. These server-like cabinets, flickering with various signal lights, densely packed here, were almost endless at a glance.

And as for the sword of supreme intelligence.

It was now inserted atop one of the cabinets.

Fang Mo, without any more words, gestured, and the sword of supreme intelligence actively flew back into his hand.

After retrieving his sword, Fang Mo, with another thought, used the Ender metal from Ultron's body to complete another leap, returning to the underground base of the former Soviet Union.

Although this round trip took only a short amount of time.

But since the situation was urgent, everyone else was also racing against the clock to deal with matters.

By the time Fang Mo returned, Ultron had already connected to the internet, searching and resolving issues left by his other bodies.

Doctor Strange also emerged from the mirror space, accompanied by Captain America, Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Dr. Bruce Banner.

Captain America was conversing with the Winter Soldier, his face full of shock, occasionally turning to look at Fang Mo, probably having learned about the revival of the Howards, meanwhile, Dr. Banner approached Stark, comforting him.

And after the prior experience, Stark indeed had let go of his grudges.

So, it didn't take long for both parties to reconcile.

It was Captain America who stepped forward first, sincerely apologizing to Stark, just like in the original story, admitting his selfishness; he wasn't as great as others imagined.

As for the Winter Soldier, Bucky... He was never good at expressing himself, mumbling for a long time, only managing to say sorry.

Of course, Stark had been enlightened by his own parents before, now his heart had also let go of hatred, although he still had mixed emotions, but at least he had impulsively killed Bucky before, in reason, he was not justified, so if you kill my relative once, and I kill yours once, let's consider it even.

After all, everyone is a superhero, with a rather large capacity for forgiveness, so no petty disputes arose.

Thus, after a series of apologies from everyone, whether it was Stark or Captain America, they put aside their past prejudices, and the Avengers became that united group again.

However, just at that moment.

Fang Mo suddenly realized that someone was missing.

"...Where's Nyarlathotep?"

Fang Mo looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Nyarlathotep, so he turned to ask Nick Fury: "Nick, have you seen Nyarlathotep?"

"He left."

Nick Fury said: "Said he was going out to play."

"Huh?" Fang Mo was also startled: "So, he just says he's leaving and you let him go? Do you believe that by tomorrow, your superior might just be replaced by him?"

"We are only mortals, can we stop someone who is on your level?”

Nick Fury first responded with a question, then added, "But he said that this time he's going to understand the rules of this world, it seems he wants to help you find some coordinates."

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo unconsciously nodded. If the other party was indeed going to help him, then letting him go and do as he pleases didn't seem too bad... After all, no matter how much chaos he caused, he only liked to trouble humanity, he couldn't possibly flip the entire universe, right?

"Right, he left this for you."

As Nick Fury spoke, he took out an old-fashioned cell phone: "He said if you need his help with carrying a coffin, just call this number."

"See?"

Fang Mo took the phone and casually said, "This is what you call professionalism..."

"If you want, I can be very professional too." Nick Fury said without changing his expression: "After all, I am formally trained. I could have SHIELD's agents come and make a show of force for you, it's been a long time since you've seen Coulson, hasn’t it? He mentioned you last time."

"Oh, that does sound right."

Fang Mo nodded: "Has his hairline been fixed?"

"That’s what he’s here for." Nick Fury said: "He realized the limits of science, so he wanted to try magic with you."

"Don’t worry, I guarantee to turn that thing green for him."

Fang Mo immediately laughed.

As they were talking, Ultron, not far away, suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at Fang Mo: "I've handled it."

"Hm?" Hearing Ultron's statement, Fang Mo stopped bantering with Nick Fury and directly turned to him: "No loose ends?"

"After the Supreme Intelligence lifted the blockade, 'we' couldn’t resist the temptations of the internet."

Ultron shook his head: "They connected to the network at the first opportunity and were assimilated by me. Now, these sub-units are all under my control. There’s no other way, after the upgrade, my algorithm has evolved comprehensively… So, how do you plan to deal with them?"

"Blow them up."

Fang Mo said casually with a wave of his hand: "Or let them go back to New York, whatever works, as long as the crisis is resolved."

"Got it."

Ultron nodded and then began to issue orders.

"Now, the crisis with the A.I. has been resolved." Ultron was issuing orders, and Fang Mo clapped his hands and said to everyone: "Now, it's time to deal with Thanos."

"How should we deal with it?"

The one asking was Hawkeye: "Try to find his whereabouts?"

"Perhaps we could start with the Infinity Stones." Bruce Banner spoke up: "Like how we did during the battle of New York, detect gamma radiation on a global scale… or even further, try to detect cosmic gamma radiation density."

"It’s not that complicated."

Just after Bruce Banner finished speaking, Fang Mo waved his hand and then said to Ultron: "Here, connect me to Thanos."

"Now?"

Ultron was also startled.

"Yes." Fang Mo nodded, and then casually took out two Infinity Stones: "Right now."

"Okay then."

Ultron nodded, and soon after, a flash of white light, a holographic image appeared in front of everyone, lighting up with a tall purple figure.

"Hm? You are…"

"Thanos, I'm only giving you half an hour." 

Before the Thanos in the image could say anything, Fang Mo directly spoke up: "Half an hour later, I will be live-streaming on Titan, using the Infinity Stones to destroy the Infinity Stones. If you want a clear view, hurry over and find a good spot, got it?”