"Wow, where are you going, Mr. Minotaur?" Tony Stark, dressed in blood-red armor, was floating in front of Dario.
"Get out of the way!" Dario rushed forward, the shadow of a charging bull shrouded his running body, and crashed straight into Tony who was blocking the way.
Dario now felt that the world was changing incredibly fast! When he first joined, Heberon was still a quasi-giant enterprise, its scale and strength far inferior to his own Roxxon. If it weren't for the fact that the other party had brought out thermonuclear fusion technology, which clashed with Roxxon's original business, he wouldn't have paid much attention to such a company.
Unfortunately, just as he was about to attack Heberon, he was inexplicably thrown into jail for blowing up a S.H.I.E.L.D. base.
To be honest, when he first received this news, he was completely stunned. This news caught him off guard, and what caught him even more off guard was Nick Fury's actions!
Before he could even have any emotional dealings with his old friends or build up his connections, Nick brought his men to block him.
No matter his identity or background.
Then, as the status and importance of S.H.I.E.L.D. inexplicably soared, he could almost be considered temporarily abandoned.
Dario had already come to this conclusion after being transferred to Raft Prison, but he still firmly believed that if he was given a chance, he could still make a comeback.
And Dark Elves and Loki, is a great new pedal and partner.
But at this moment, he could only think that his choice of partners was a bit wrong. Or rather, they had chosen the wrong target this time.
Could Heybollen be capable of producing combat machines of this level now? Although Heybollen had always been renowned for its mechanical engineering, the three battle colossi that had appeared had already somewhat exceeded Dario's previous impression of Heybollen's technology.
One, just one! Almost wiped out their entire group.
Dario didn't know if there would be any new combat machines appearing later, but he had already realized that the situation was not good.
"Are you playing a bullfight? But I won't give in." Tony stopped levitating and landed on the ground with his feet. With a click! The metal base of his feet locked firmly onto the ground, holding Tony in place. Tony extended his right hand forward, the arc reactor on his chest operating at full power. A hemispherical blood-red barrier appeared in front of his palm.
boom!
Dario's charging bull shadow collided with the blood-red barrier, its furious momentum instantly halted, forcing it to a halt. A powerful energy shockwave erupted at the point of contact. A surge of energy rippled from the connection point, forcing Dario's massive minotaur body back several steps. If he weren't already considered non-human, the shockwave from this collision alone would have been fatal without any protection.
A lotus-like tail wing rose up from behind Tony's armor, and all the parts of the armor creaked. Under the calculation of the intelligent system, the impact was evenly relieved.
"It's my turn, man. Try this first!" Tony released the base that fixed his feet, and the whole person rose into the air again. The parts on his shoulders quickly assembled into a pocket-sized missile launch box.
Ultra-miniature Jericho missiles, each as thick as a thumb, were fired from the missile launch box one after another. Locked by the intelligent system, they left long tails of flames in the air and exploded one after another on and around the Minotaur Dario.
The shockwave and dust and debris from the explosion created a mushroom cloud in the surrounding area. The fierce winds made it difficult for Tony, who was suspended in mid-air, to maintain his balance.
"Tony, don't use weapons of mass destruction!" Nick's angry voice sounded in Tony's communication channel. He had just been forced to accept a wave of military questioning because of the GB-5 Lost Ammunition Laundering. Is this happening again?
"I know my limits," Tony replied, pouting. This emasculated, pocket-sized weapon was also considered a weapon of mass destruction? Nick's definition of weapons of mass destruction seemed to differ from his, a former arms dealer.
Of course, Tony didn't continue his ammunition spraying. While that attack mode was exhilarating, this was a city after all. He didn't want to listen to some old, elderly lecturer after the battle.
A large amount of dust obscured the view, and even the battle on the other side was affected.
Suddenly, a burly Minotaur figure jumped out from the mushroom cloud that had not yet dissipated, jumped into the air with amazing bounce, and smashed Tony in the air with his fist like a sledgehammer, knocking him directly out.
After the force was released from Tony's body parts, the tail fins behind him twisted slightly, helping him stabilize in mid-air. His suit hadn't sustained much damage from the previous attack. The energy barrier blocked most of the damage, while the repulsion shield offset the remaining impact. When the force finally fed back to the suit, after being weakened by the two layers of defense, what remained was better than nothing.
"You're quite a healthy little monster, and quite agile," Tony muttered to himself within his suit. He wasn't suffering from a lack of firepower or a sense of security. What was limiting his suit's performance wasn't its purpose or development direction, but rather its actual technology.
He no longer needed to waste vast sums of money on repeated experiments to create a new machine with only one or a few advantages. He could now combine all the advantages of the machines into a single Mark suit. He would share the data dimension and the space chip provided by Luke, and even take care of the subsequent assembly structure.
He can now seamlessly switch between various types of mobile suits depending on the enemy and the situation, eliminating the need for remote deployment and then removing and donning.
Like now?
In mid-air, Tony's two mechanical arms transformed into Smasher mode, their well-proportioned arms becoming immensely stronger. A lotus-shaped engine nozzle, formed from the tail fins, blasted out azure flames from the vest of the machine behind him. The entire machine paused slightly in mid-air, like a bow with an arrow drawn to its full length, before suddenly moving rapidly from a high position.
Like teleporting, a sonic boom was created in the air, and Tony, who had already been able to deeply integrate with the machine, punched the Minotaur heavily in the face.
Boom!
A thunderous roar resounded, like the impact of heavy cowhide. The powerful force of the acceleration sent Dario flying backwards. His sturdy body, over two meters tall, bounced four or five times on the ground like a boulder, finally rolling several times.
Tony's mechanical arm's fist retracted inward, and it seemed as if there was a spring inside to relieve the force, and then it bounced back.
"You're so tough." Seeing the Minotaur standing up, puffing out his cheeks and spitting out a few bloody teeth, Tony twisted his mouth and looked somewhat helpless.
Ammunition weapons are banned and are not very effective. It seems that the opponent is very resistant to physical attacks. The only thing left seems to be energy weapons.
With this thought, Tony's arm's mechanical components once again underwent a complex assembly and transformation according to his wishes. Even if he had pre-existing mechanical designs for various scenarios, even if he didn't, his brilliant brain, deeply integrated with the machine, would have made on-the-spot assembly a breeze. It was just that without experimentation, he couldn't be certain of the final result.
Two crimson particle beam blades spread out from the palm of the machine.
Tony tilted his head. "Next fight, buddy."
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"Loki! Look at what you've done! Do you know how sad and disappointed your father will be by doing this?" Thor angrily swung his hammer, the lightning wrapped around it clearly visible in the night. His tone was filled with disappointment and anger.
He could accept it even if Loki blew up Tony's Stark Tower, but why Luke's Hyperion?
He had just reached a cooperation agreement with Luke on behalf of the God King Odin and Asgard! And then his stupid brother came and blew up his factory and laboratory!
Is this something a human would do?
This wave of events is a betrayal to my father, brother and Asgard!
Thinking about having to face Luke later, Thor decided that it would be best if he could beat his brother half to death first! No matter how horrible it was, at least Luke would see it and feel a little relieved, giving him some wiggle room.
As for whether Luke would be unlucky enough to die in the previous attack? Thor had no idea. After all, he had fought alongside Luke more than once. Although the enemy was a Midgardian, he was not a normal Midgardian! Even if the enemy was at the center of the explosion, with Luke's skills, Thor was sure he would not die.
Thinking of this, Thor couldn't help but increase the strength of the hammer he swung, and the thunder and lightning swirling around the hammer became brighter.
Loki was sweating profusely as he dodged his brother who had suddenly gone mad. It was the first time he had seen his brother really trying to beat him to death.
"You know nothing!" Loki left a fake body behind, his real body tumbling out in a panic. Could he tell Thor you were clueless, unaware that your brother and I, the father, were truly in tune with each other? He was afraid his foolish brother would not hesitate to strike him down again. After all, he had a long criminal record, a master of deceiving his brother, and even held the title of God of Trickster. While the "Trickster" referred to his ability to deceive others with magic, to his foolish brother, it was simply a form of verbal deception.
"My father was seriously injured but still expended huge amounts of energy to send me to Midgard just to reach a cooperation agreement with Luke. Everything was going well, but because of you, everything that was previously agreed upon is about to change! Can't you just stay quiet and not make trouble?" Thor roared in hatred for his brother, and almost hit Loki with another hammer, but the lightning wrapped around the hammer directly broke through Loki's magic barrier, stimulating him so much that his body began to tremble.
"What can I do?" Loki took two steps back, shaking uncontrollably. "Malekith sent me here and even assigned a very powerful thug to supervise me. If I don't find a strong helper, can you defeat him?"
"Still quibbling!" Thor's hammer struck his still-numbed brother squarely. Loki, blasted with lightning, traced a perfect parabola in the night sky, falling to the ground like a dead man. Only then did Thor's next words carry across the night wind and reach Loki's ears: "Still deceiving!"
Loki, doubting his own life, lay on the ground, feeling burnt. He was no Asgardian, with its tough skin and flesh. He had always been questioned for his inability to fight head-on, and his popularity among his companions was always inferior to that of his larger, more dimwitted brother, Thor. Even his intelligence and his ability to come up with strategies were of no use.
In the past, his brother had never been willing to hit him harshly, but this blow of the hammer made all the grievances and tears in Loki's heart burst out, and he didn't even care about the pain in his body.
"Come with me to apologize to Luke. I will try my best to protect you." Thor came to his younger brother, looked at his brother who was lying on the ground with a wronged look on his face, and said softly.
"You want me, a god, to apologize to a mortal?" Loki snorted twice and turned his head away awkwardly.
"Don't be silly, how could Luke still be a mortal? I may not even be able to beat your brother now. He is narrow-minded and vindictive. What if you don't apologize and he keeps thinking about you? Father and I can't protect you forever." Thor squatted down, pressed the hammer on his brother's chest to prevent him from escaping, and tried to persuade him.
"Last time, father used the technology of the Rainbow Bridge and the ownership of the Space Stone to buy you back from Luke and the Sorcerer Supreme. Why do you want to provoke him again?" Seeing his silent brother, Thor suppressed his emotions and educated him earnestly.
"I just want to help you solve a problem. That dark warrior is no less powerful than you. Malekith asked him to come here to deal with you and create trouble for Midgard. I think he has some other plans behind this. We are just his retreat to attract your eyes and attention." Loki rolled his eyes and spoke to his brother with a little sincerity.
"The method of killing someone with a borrowed knife is good, but you're using the wrong person." A clear male voice interrupted the cordial conversation between the two brothers. Thor raised his head awkwardly and saw Luke walking out of a blue halo in the night.
"I'm sorry." The moment Thor saw Luke, all the words he had prepared suddenly froze. After a moment's groaning, he could only mumble out an apology. Loki, lying on the ground, saw his brother's appearance and closed his eyes in complete despair.
As expected, my brother is still hopelessly stupid!