Although Fandral was sent flying, a sly smile appeared in his eyes as he lay on the car. From his position, he could already see Sif circling around on the rooftops, launching a surprise attack on the Destroyer.
Sif leaped high from the rooftop, her spear piercing through the back of the Destroyer's neck, pinning it to the ground.
Seeing the deactivated Destroyer, everyone smiled. However, before they could express their satisfaction, the Destroyer suddenly reactivated.
Simultaneously, its internal structure began to transform. The entire body and head turned around, with Sif now standing on its chest.
The Destroyer's head faced Sif, and a laser beam shot directly at her, sending her flying. It then stood upright, pulling the spear out of its neck. The pierced wound instantly healed.
Sif climbed up from the ground, shouting for a retreat, and ran to the side. The Destroyer continued shooting laser beams, sending Sif and the other three Warriors flying.
…
On the other side-
Natasha skidded her car to a stop at the entrance of the Continental Hotel in New York. Tossing the car keys to the valet at the entrance, she grabbed two suitcases and entered the hotel.
Seeing Natasha, who looked weary from the journey, the assassins sitting in the hotel's executive lobby glanced at her and the suitcases. However, after a brief glance, they went back to whatever they were doing, focusing on their individual tasks.
Natasha walked to the hotel service counter, placing the suitcases on the bar.
Eddie, behind the counter, looked at Natasha and asked, "May I help you?"
Natasha took out a coin issued by Charles from her pocket and placed it on the table. "I want to see Charles Doyle. I've brought something he needs."
Eddie looked at the approaching Natasha, picked up the coin from the table, examined it, and then pocketed it. He picked up the phone at the service counter.
"Manager, someone wants to see Elder Charles, claiming to have brought something he needs."
"Alright, I got it."
After hanging up the phone, Eddie said, "Please wait. The manager will be here shortly."
"As for the Elder's side, I don't have the authority to contact him."
Natasha nodded. She knew that Charles was now the leader of the High Table, and a front desk clerk wouldn't have the means to contact him, even if he were staying in the hotel.
Soon, Winston came down and greeted Natasha, shaking her hand. "Hello, I'm the hotel manager, Winston."
Looking at the dust-covered Natasha, he continued, "You seem to be in a hurry. How may I help you?"
Natasha shook Winston's hand and said, "I'm Natasha. I need to see Charles urgently, but his agency is temporarily closed, and I can't reach him."
Winston's eyes glanced at the two suitcases on the bar.
Following his gaze, Natasha said, "These are the things Charles needs. We had a special transaction at his agency, and this is what was used for the transaction."
Hearing Natasha's words, Winston nodded but still asked, "Can I take a look at what's inside? It would be helpful when reporting, as you know, ever since Elder Charles appeared in the media, many people have been bothering the agency, and some even got thrown out."
Winston had some ulterior motives in his mind. Since others could use this item to put commission in the agency, if he could find out what it was, he might collect some and offer them to the boss and get some benefits.
Natasha gave Winston a deep look and picked up one of the suitcases for fingerprint verification before opening it.
Seeing the blue crystals inside the suitcase, even Winston, an ordinary person, could feel the substantial energy emanating from them. He exclaimed, "Is this a creation of God?"
After showing Winston, Natasha promptly closed the suitcase.
Winston's exclamation drew the curiosity of others. Although the other assassins couldn't see what was inside the suitcase due to the distance, they caught a glimpse of the blue glow when it was opened.
Seeing Natasha closing the suitcase, Winston didn't ask what it was. Instead, he nodded and said, "Please wait!"
As Winston left, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. The mission was about to be completed. As long as she could see Charles, she could also meet Tony. By then, she could leave the trouble in New Mexico to them.
While Natasha waited, Winston arrived at the door of the top-floor meeting room.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Knock, knock, knock!"
He knocked twice on the door, but there was no response, and no one opened the door. Winston couldn't help but think that they might be having a party inside.
He pushed open the door to the meeting room, peering inside. To his surprise, there was no one inside. Considering that many people were in the room yesterday, this sudden emptiness puzzled Winston.
Surveying the meeting room and confirming that there was no one inside, Winston closed the door. He then headed to the hotel room reserved for Charles, but the room was tightly shut with no signs of anyone occupying it.
Sensing that something was off, Winston quickly accessed the hotel's corridor and meeting room surveillance videos. He found that people had entered the meeting room yesterday but did not leave.
Thinking about Charles's powerful and mystical abilities, Winston guessed that he might have left by some other means.
Thinking of this, Winston didn't linger and hurriedly walked towards the hotel lobby.
Arriving at the service counter, he found Natasha waiting in the lounge area and quickly approached her.
"Sorry for making you come for nothing, Miss Natasha."
"Elder Charles is not currently in the hotel."
Hearing that Charles was not in the hotel, Natasha frowned slightly. According to the director's intelligence, he entered the hotel yesterday and didn't leave.
"Is Tony here?"
"Please call him for me."
Winston shook his head. "Sorry, Mr. Stark is also not in the hotel."
Hearing that both of them were not in the hotel, Natasha directly tapped twice on her Bluetooth earpiece.
"Director, the hotel manager said Charles Doyle and Tony Stark are not in the hotel."
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Triskelion Tower-
Nick Fury was currently watching the footage from the small town in New Mexico, where a giant iron robot was wreaking havoc. Everything in its path—land, houses, and vehicles—was being obliterated!