To all you Daniel Wus, this story is set in a parallel universe, and some settings will be modified as needed by the plot.
The crimson energy torrent, silent yet carrying an unsettling, eerie aura, splattered directly onto Tel-Rol's face.
Tel-Rol was only momentarily stunned, feeling as if someone had placed a hot towel over his face, accompanied by a peculiar fragrance.
Immediately afterward, a jumble of chaotic images began to appear in his mind.
Shattered planets, destroyed homes, and people he didn't recognize crying.
"Hmm?"
Tel-Rol scratched his head.
"What kind of slideshow is this? A tragedy?"
He felt a bit annoyed and shook his head.
"Achoo!"
He couldn't help but let out a loud sneeze.
All the chaotic images in his mind vanished.
The world became quiet.
Not far away, a woman in a black dress with a red leather jacket over it swayed, her face turning pale.
She clutched her head, stumbled back two steps, her eyes filled with surprise.
It was Wanda Maximoff.
"Wanda!"
Pietro flashed to her side and steadied her.
"What's wrong with you?!"
Wanda looked at Tel-Rol, her eyes full of terror and confusion.
"His mind… I couldn't get in…"
She gasped, her voice trembling.
"No… I got in, but inside… there was nothing inside…"
"Nothing?" Pietro didn't understand.
"No fear, no sadness, nothing at all… only… only a ball of fire… a ball of fire that only wanted to fight!"
Wanda felt as if she hadn't been attacking someone's mind just now, but rather trying to extinguish a sun, and ended up getting burned herself.
Tel-Rol shook his head, finally shifting his attention from the silver-haired kid who had run off to this new woman who had appeared.
"Oh, that red smoke was from you, huh?"
He sized Wanda up and down, his gaze excessively frank.
His eyes slid from her beautiful face, to her red leather jacket, and then to her figure-hugging black dress.
"Your outfit… looks much better than your brother's blue bodysuit."
He commented earnestly.
"But, isn't fighting in a skirt inconvenient?"
Pietro: "…"
Wanda: "…"
What on earth was this guy's brain made of?
I seriously doubt there are any convolutions in your brain!
"What did you just do to me?" Tel-Rol asked Wanda with a hint of curiosity, "It was quite interesting."
Wanda's face flushed red then pale, out of anger.
She had never been so insulted in her life.
Just then, several figures descended from the sky.
Steve led the way, his shield held in front of him.
Natasha and Clint followed closely, landing steadily and assuming battle stances.
"Nobody move!"
Steve's voice was steady and strong; he looked at the confronting parties, his brows tightly furrowed.
"We are not enemies."
When Wanda saw the familiar "A" symbol on Steve's uniform, the terror in her eyes was instantly replaced by deep-seated hatred.
"Avengers…"
She gnashed her teeth as she uttered the name.
"You're with Stark! Murderers!"
Steve was taken aback, not understanding where this hatred came from.
The fire of gossip ignited in Tel-Rol's eyes.
"Hey, Old Man, can we not start with a tea party right away?"
He pointed at Wanda and Pietro.
"I'm in the middle of bonding with them, don't mess it up."
After speaking, he completely ignored Steve and turned his gaze back to the siblings.
"How about you both come at me? I'm in a hurry; I need to go back and eat after this fight."
Pietro pulled Wanda behind him; the way he looked at Tel-Rol now was like he was looking at a complete lunatic.
This man could not be judged by normal standards!
"Boom—!"
A loud bang interrupted everyone's movements.
The glass curtain wall on the top floor of Dr. Cho's lab building completely exploded.
A metallic, shimmering figure slowly flew out of the gaping hole.
It was an unfinished robot body, with complex circuitry exposed on its chest, but most of its body was already covered in silver-white vibranium.
It hovered in mid-air, its crimson electronic eyes scanning everyone below.
"Thank you, children, for buying me valuable time."
Ultron's synthesized electronic voice echoed throughout the area via its onboard loudspeakers.
"And thank you, Avengers, for specially attending my rebirth party."
Tony, in his armor, descended from the sky and landed beside Steve.
"Damn it, he still succeeded!"
Ultron's gaze finally landed on Tel-Rol.
"And you… that anomalous data. Your physical structure, your energy signature, both exceed my calculations."
"I'm very curious what wonderful data I would obtain if I were to dissect you for study."
The entire scene, with Ultron's appearance, instantly solidified the atmosphere.
Except for Tel-Rol.
His eyes were fixed on Ultron's vibranium-shelled body.
The gleaming metallic luster, the powerful contours… his Adam's apple bobbed; those earlier tin-can grunts were trash compared to this one.
This one… looked much tougher!
"Finally, a decent opponent has arrived."
He grinned excitedly, completely forgetting about the twins and the Avengers nearby.
He stomped his foot, and his entire body shot like a cannonball, straight towards Ultron in mid-air!
"So you're called Ultron! Your shell looks good, let me tap it a couple of times!"
Ultron's crimson electronic eyes flashed, and he raised his hand, firing an energy beam at Tel-Rol.
Tel-Rol didn't dodge, directly flinging an energy blast!
"Bang!"
The energy beam and the energy blast collided, emitting an explosion, and a violent shockwave spread in all directions.
Car alarms parked on the roadside blared frantically.
"Is that all?"
Tel-Rol stabilized himself in the air.
"I thought your new skin would make you tougher!"
Ultron didn't reply; dozens of robot soldiers behind him simultaneously opened fire, a dense rain of energy blasts shooting towards Tel-Rol.
Tel-Rol weaved through the bullet rain at high speed, occasionally grabbing a robot soldier and using it as a shield to block attacks, or simply as a baseball bat to smash another soldier into pieces.
On the ground, everyone was stunned.
Clint swallowed hard.
Natasha mumbled.
"He's just an alien who only knows how to fight."
Steve scanned his surroundings, raising his shield.
"Stop staring! Ultron is our primary target! Ultron is being held up, let's clear out the robots as quickly as possible and protect the civilians!"
Wanda looked at the battle in the sky, a battle of gods, and then at herself, protected by her brother, her eyes complex.
Pietro pulled her.
"Let's go! Those two guys aren't normal!"
But Wanda shook her head, her gaze fixed on the robot soldiers rampaging on the ground.
"No, helping Ultron was already a mistake; he wants to destroy humanity, so we can't let him have his way!"
Crimson energy began to gather in her hands.
"First, let's deal with these tin-can monsters!"
The next second, red chaos magic and silver lightning simultaneously joined the battlefield.
A chaotic battle completely erupted on the streets of Seoul.
Tel-Rol and Ultron fought fiercely in the sky, the sound of fist-to-flesh impacts echoing through the clouds.
On the ground, the Avengers and the Maximoff siblings were clearing out the endless robot army.
Tel-Rol became more and more excited as he fought; he discovered that Ultron's vibranium shell was truly tough, and several of his punches only left shallow indentations.
"Hahaha! What a thrill! Again!"
He landed a heavy punch that sent Ultron crashing from the sky to the ground, creating a large crater in the road.
Ultron shook his head, stood up from the crater, and cracks appeared in the armor on his chest.
"Your strength… is illogical…"
"Can logic be eaten?"
Tel-Rol charged again.
But just then, Ultron suddenly spread his arms, and all the energy cores in his body began to overload and flicker.
A powerful repulsive force erupted from his body, pushing Tel-Rol back dozens of meters.
"Game over, everyone."
Ultron's thrusters engaged fully, carrying his still imperfect body, and he shot into the sky, disappearing into the horizon in a flash.
"Next time we meet, I will bring you… peace."
He ran away?
He ran away again, damn it?!
Tel-Rol paused in mid-air, the white aura around him violently flickering with anger.
He was having so much fun fighting!
He slowly descended from the sky, standing in the middle of the chaotic street, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
The Avengers were assessing the damage; Steve was directing the evacuation, and Tony was contacting for backup.
Everyone was busy.
Tel-Rol's gaze slowly turned towards the Maximoff siblings, who were also panting nearby.
Those two had also fought very hard just now.
He walked towards them, step by step.
Steve noticed his movement, and his heart sank.
"Tel-Rol! Stop!"
Tel-Rol ignored him completely, walking directly in front of Wanda and Pietro.
The siblings immediately assumed defensive stances, tense.
Tel-Rol looked at them, observing them with confusion.
"Weren't you with Ultron? Why did you switch sides?"