Chapter 603: The Evil is Repelled

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Brown rain fell from the sky, and everyone, including the Autobots and Vision, retreated with grim expressions.

No one had the courage to approach.

The Autobots fired missile after missile at the feces-spraying robots from a long distance, but the robots with eight legs and shields successfully blocked the explosions.

Gritting his teeth, Optimus Prime couldn't help but ask Stark:

"Ah~

Mr. Stark, please tell me what this thing is, it looks very ominous..."

This is shit.

"This..." Stark's eyes twitched twice, and he said perfunctorily with a dark face:

"Maybe... this is Chunni?"

"Spring mud - Spring mud? Spring mud!" T'Challa's tone kept changing. Even though he hadn't smelled the manure from a long distance away, he already felt that his whole body was stinking.

"Chun Ni?" The expression on Bumblebee's mechanical face kept changing, and he tilted his head without saying anything.

Instead, the Jazz twisted his body and leaped to the edge of the yellow-brown wastewater with a few steps.

He half-crouched in front of everyone's shocked gaze, dipped his finger into the waste water and quickly retreated.

When the Jazz came to the crowd with his back to the crowd, he turned around to face the complicated expressions of the crowd, and explained to everyone without changing his expression:

"After testing, it was found that this wastewater contains a variety of sulfur compounds, such as hydrogen sulfide and methyl mercaptan, which have an extremely strong odor and are difficult to remove.

Secondly, there are scum such as cellulose, fatty acids, glycerol, and nitrogen-containing compounds such as urea, uric acid, and protein decomposition products.

It will cause extremely rapid corrosion of metal, forming rust, dirty headlights, faded paint, cracked exhaust pipes, and produce stains that are difficult to clean, causing irreversible damage. "

Looking at the knight whose mouth moved while he spoke, Stark showed an astonished look.

This is a ruthless Autobot, how dare you try it!

"Why are you looking at me? Come up with a solution quickly!" said the Jazz with a serious expression.

His eyes were fixed on the feces-spraying robot that was moving towards him. He absolutely did not want to be drenched.

If that stench were to stay with him forever, it would ruin his handsome car body and paint.

Thinking about how he would stink and be covered in rust, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of other life forms in the universe.

"Great." Steve gave the Jazz a thumbs up.

T'Challa also stood at attention, and you could even see the sighing expression on his face through his battle suit.

"What do you think? We Autobots are awesome, aren't we?" Ironhide proudly twirled his hand cannon and said with his head tilted back:

"My brother dares to eat shit! Does your brother dare?"

Ironhide was about to put his arm around Jazz's shoulders when he spoke, but he seemed to have thought of something and quickly withdrew his hand.

"This..." Steve was stunned and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Stark beside him.

Stark: ?

No! Dude? Why are you looking at me?!

"Who ate shit?" Jazz was stunned, then he raised his fist and looked at Ironhide with angry eyes and said angrily:

“I just used instruments to systematically analyze and test the yellow-brown polluted water.

It also contains a large number of bacteria, viruses, and parasites.

This is just a test, I don’t eat shit!”

Fearing that others would not believe him, the Jazz opened the right side of his abdomen and displayed the detection system located there.

"Oh! My brother dares to put shit in his own stomach, do you dare?"

Ironhide updated his words with a proud look on his face.

The Jazz gritted his teeth in anger, the engine in his body roared, and the angry heartbeat of an emperor could be heard.

Ironhide's words made T'Challa curl his lips impatiently and said:

"We humans already have shit in our stomachs, do we need to put it in? And we're fighting right now! Don't talk to me about such disgusting topics."

"You and I……"

Stark listened and fell silent.

T'Challa is right, we humans do have shit in our stomachs and in our heads...

There is nasal mucus and earwax.

So having shit in the head and having water in the head (drinking water) are both statements and not insults…

There was no time to think about it, as the Ultron army was getting closer and closer.

The processed feces water that floated down from afar caused each Ultron robot to quickly develop rust spots. They emitted an indescribable stench, and as it was sprayed more and more, the stench penetrated the distance and made Stark and the other two feel nauseous.

Who on earth came up with this evil trick?

The sci-fi robot also used magic to attack.

Even if Ultron launched a non-nuclear hydrogen bomb at them, it would be better than polluting their vision and sense of smell here now!

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" A mechanical sound without any emotion came from the Ultron robot.

Charlotte typed with a smile:

"Are you scared? You know how powerful I, Ultron, am!

Do you think you'll be fine if you just avoid this shit?

I tell you the truth, according to the theory of molecular kinetics, when you smell the stench of feces, you have actually eaten it."

Snapped--

Stark, with a dark face, slapped himself on the forehead. He simply couldn't bear to look at Ultron at this moment.

Is this... really a robot invented by me?

How could this be a robot I invented!

Stark's face flushed red as his temples throbbed with anger.

In order for Ultron to take over the Super Power Registration Act, Stark not only handed over some weapons, but also promised to give up the research and use of lethal weapons except under specific circumstances.

Having paid such a huge price, Stark now feels betrayed, a betrayal caused by technology.

Whose robot would use feces as a weapon to attack others! ?

Oh~it turns out it’s from my Stark family.

Clean girl!

Ignoring Stark's complaints, several enchanted octagonal robots holding shield robots quickened their pace. The dense small flying robots behind them were quietly released, rushing towards Stark and others with a strong stench.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Optimus Prime warned immediately.

These small flying robots, each the size of a fist, were controlled in multiple dimensions by the rear-moving control robots and launched tactical attacks on everyone from all directions.

The pulse cannon fired, the shield bounced, the energy cannon fired one after another, and the black panther with its claws spread out silently shrank in place.

The flying robot that was hit in the air produced a violent explosion and was affected by the detonation. This scene made Stark couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was just a self-destructing robot, not a shit-blasting robot.

The other party just wants me to die, not to stink to death.

The continuous explosion attacks soon posed a threat to the Autobot Ironhide. His clumsy hand cannon and bulky body caused a self-destructive flying robot to explode right in front of him. Although the energy shield blocked it for a while, the broken shrapnel still flew towards him and hit him in the face.

After brushing off the residue on his face and checking the damage, Tiepi said unhappily:

"Damn it! My internal circulation ventilation system is damaged~"

The two guns in Jazz's hands shot out sparks of fire, and he fired rapidly, blowing up the self-destructing flying robots one by one in mid-air. He knelt on one knee and slid to Ironhide's side. He looked at the scars on Ironhide's face and laughed:

"My brother dares to eat shit ~ your brother doesn't dare."

"You——!" This one sentence made Ironhide so angry that he wanted to shoot the Jazz.

His hand cannon is very powerful, but it is not very effective in fighting these self-destructing mosquitoes.

As the battle intensified, Vision's body turned into a phantom, ignoring the self-destructing robots flying in the sky, and his body penetrated the eight-legged robot and the eight-armed robot, all the way to the front of the feces-spraying robot.

Vision's eyes radiated golden light, and he easily hacked into the program of the Ultron robot and rushed to its source along the dense data stream.

The next moment, the control panel in front of Charlotte flashed twice, and a second later it was distorted and transformed into a projection of Vision.

He looked around, glanced at the people around him, and after a brief pause on Charlotte, his eyes finally fell on Ultron who was standing with his hands behind his back not far away.

Charlotte:......

Is there really someone who can come here via the Internet?

It seems that I have to be more careful when doing bad things in the future.

Vision flew forward.

"Hello Ultron, my name is Vision. I am a mechanical lifeform created by Tony Stark, based on Jarvis's damaged program and the Allspark.

He is also an Autobot who yearns for peace."

"Vision..." Ultron's tone was cold, and his eyes fell on the fire source in Vision's chest.

Although it was illusory, Ultron still felt the vigorous energy and infinite possibilities.

As long as he gets it, he can give all the Ultron robots minds.

These Ultron robots will become extremely powerful, and they are natural teammates of Ultron.

Raising his palms and leaning against the sun, Ultron slowly flew upwards, his black robe fluttering behind him, and responded to Vision with a cold tone:

“Peace is never loved in words.

Only above the sharp blade can there be peace!

Only strength is the best guarantee for peace~"

Vision nodded slightly, his voice still calm, full of kindness and approval.

“I agree with what you said.

But I don't approve of your current behavior.

We should put down our weapons and prejudices, sit down together and have a good talk. In my opinion, there is nothing that cannot be discussed.

This will reduce most conflicts.”

"Hehehe..."

A sneer escaped Ultron's lips as he looked down at Vision.

"When you are not strong enough to make others willing to talk, there is nothing to talk about!"