Chapter 104: The Battle with the Silver Surfer
"Hey, looks like the ride's over, Silver Surfer."
After watching the silver figure crash to the ground, Stark descended beside him, landing with a metallic thud. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the cosmic visitor before speaking again. "If you're here to apologize for draining the power from my tower, then fine. I won't press charges."
The Silver Surfer responded with calm courtesy, "I appreciate your tolerance."
"But don't get me wrong," Stark tilted his head, his tone sharpening. "Alien, what exactly is your reason for coming to Earth?"
"So, this planet is called Earth," the Silver Surfer mused, almost as if trying to etch the name into memory. He looked around at the world with distant admiration. "It's indeed a beautiful planet. Full of life, strong energy. My master will surely find it... appetizing."
Stark's brows instantly furrowed. "Master? What master? What do you mean, 'appetizing'?"
"You don't understand?" the Silver Surfer said blankly. "My master, Galactus—the Planet Devourer—is coming to consume this world as sustenance."
His voice was cold, emotionless, as if discussing the weather. For him, civilizations were fleeting sparks. He had witnessed this scenario too many times to feel sympathy.
Stark's shoulders dropped slightly, then he shrugged. "Great. No peaceful negotiations, then. I guess we're doing this the hard way."
Boom!
The energy cannon on Stark's palm glowed and fired a searing blast straight at the Surfer's chest. The silver armor absorbed the blow effortlessly, not a scratch in sight.