Transform Into the Marvel World

"What?! Why are you here? There are enemies?" The little baby's entanglement made the mechanical engineering genius so hard that everyone lost weight.

"I said it several times before, do you remember the fact that the Atlanteans came out to talk to the human government?" She guessed that Stark had forgotten.

The fact is that Stark did forget. It was Logos, Thanos, and finally the daughter was born, Namor? Which green onion is Namor!

The position of his daughter in his heart is now equated with the safety of the whole world, little Namor? Sorry, I just forgot!

Daisy showed an unexpected expression: "It seems that you forgot...I gave them half a year to make various preparations. Now it seems that my kindness has not been taken seriously. I still have to be rough."

Stark rubbed his forehead, trying to clear himself up.

"What are you going to do? The Atlanteans are not an evil race, I think they can still have a conversation."

"Of course, I think so too, but first they have to crawl out of the bottom for me."

Daisy's usual tone, but it was full of unquestionable determination.

To allow Atlantis to talk to the human government, this request is indeed not excessive from a human point of view, and Stark has no reason to refuse.

"I will invite them out now, do you want to come together?"

"Of course, let me tell my assistant..."

Despite being extremely dissatisfied with Namor's domineering cool drag, Stark still wants to go with Daisy, at least not allowing them to fire directly.

"Don't worry, I don't have time to spend with them, just follow up if you want." Daisy flew out of his office first, and Stark quickly followed suit.

They flew all the way south from Washington, and Daisy landed on the beach on an unnamed island in the northern tip of the Bahamas.

She raised her head to the north and glanced down.

Stark followed her gaze and looked forward for a while. What's the matter? Seabird? Beach?

Although Namor refused all outsiders to enter Atlantis, the approximate location of Stark was calculated through satellites. Obviously, he was not in this area in front of him.

It's indeed a little far away... Daisy also feels far away, but she doesn't bother to bother. Anyway, she can do it on the Atlantic coast. Let's do it directly here!

For a **** of her level, magic or super magic in the ordinary sense can no longer define her means.

Magic is an eternal language created by the fourth life for intelligent life to interpret the laws of the world. Daisy's realm has long surpassed this stage. Based on her own understanding of the entire world, she can do things that magic can't do. .

She squatted on the ground, stretched out her right hand, and drew a layout of different shades on the beach in front of her.

Stark hurriedly lowered his head to take a closer look. This complex figure is a bit like a floor plan. Looking at this big trap and small circle, looking at this layout, it's a little bit urban... Is this Atlantis?

Daisy drew the floor plan, and then made a false lift from bottom to top with her right hand. The fine sand seemed to have been ordered, and the layers began to pile up. There were majestic towers, tall and magnificent main buildings with a little Gothic style, and row upon row. All the streets of the city are shown in front of them, with a little lack of details, but everyone can see that this is a miniature city made of sand.

"Did you ever win the first place in a beach styling contest when you were a kid?" Stark chuckled his arms while talking nonsense.

Daisy replied indifferently: "No, I couldn't see the beach at all when I was a kid. This is the privilege of you rich people."

In the next second, she looked at the whole city and after confirming that there was no omission, she lifted her left hand to the bottom of the sand, and then directly lifted the miniature city made of sand as if lifting a tens of thousands of catties.

At this time, Stark's satellites began to alarm him frantically, and Friday in the armor sent him many real-time photos from far away at a rate of ten frames per second.

In less than half a minute, Daisy stopped working.

She shook the non-existent fine sand on her palms and blew a breath at the beach, erasing the remaining traces on the scene.

"Come on, I'll go first, if I can't figure it out, Hill will take over. Well, take Pepper and Morgan for me." She waved her hand to Stark, and then disappeared.

Stark can't go, he can't get away with this, whether in public or private.

Military satellites belonging to Stark Industries are transmitting real-time images to him. At the northeastern tip of the Bahamas, near the legendary Bermuda Triangle, a giant vortex is forming.

The sea is spinning frantically and backflowing, countless fish are desperately running away, and a magnificent underwater city is slowly revealing its deeds.

The ancient city of Atlantis, once shot down by the gods, resurfaced today.

From Stark’s perspective, it can be seen that the Atlanteans panicked, and the panicked expressions of ordinary people in the city can be seen everywhere. It took ten minutes for the energy shields outside the city to barely set up. From time to time, various weapons were deployed in a hurry, and from time to time some seemingly extremely violent explosions occurred.

Whether it was the explosion caused by the rush of these people or the damage caused by someone rudely raising the city is unknown, but Stark knew that there were a lot of things to go after.

This **** includes the US government and the governments of the world, as well as the Avengers, the Illuminati, and Atlantis. He doesn't know which side he is now.

"It seems that I'm going to work overtime today. I told Little Morgan that I love her three thousand times." Stark called his wife and children at home and listened to his daughter's babble on the phone. He greeted him, he was full of power ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The thruster was turned to the maximum, and he flew straight to the distant Atlantis.

A high-tech city appeared on the east coast of the United States. This news quickly detonated the global media and the Internet.

Stark’s military satellites can be seen, and satellites around the world can basically be seen. This movement is really too great.

The tsunami level on the east coast of the United States has been raised to the highest red, the Florida government’s call for help has reached the White House, and the remaining states of Virginia and North and South Carolina have also entered a state of emergency.

Except for the black uncles in Africa, from Asia to Europe, from America to Oceania, everyone who has a mobile phone and network around them has basically received similar news.

This matter was so shocking that the relevant departments couldn't cover it if they wanted to.

The attitude of the Asian media is generally to watch the excitement, yo, not bad, very interesting! Anyway, they are far away, and the sky is falling and Uncle Sam is standing against them. They are not afraid at all.

Europeans are a bit polarized. Several countries close to the Atlantic have carried out the so-called ‘close attention’ to whoever is far away.