Little Rachel took advantage of the moment when the Red Skull tripped and started to curse in anger, and took out a red notebook.
She shouted at the Red Skull: "I am the holder of the Devil's Passport, obey my orders! Leave now and never come near me!"
If it were an adult, she would definitely let the other person die or something, but little Rachel is kind-hearted and has no foresight. She can't think of such a complicated thing and let the other person stay away. This is the best result she can think of in a hurry.
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"You still want to control me?! I'm the Red Skull!" He dug out a lot of spiritual power from the Mind Stone that had been squeezed to the limit, and was forcibly exempted from the control ability of the Demon Passport.
"This guy is scarier than the devil! Come in quickly!"
It was not an accident that the devil's passport failed. Little Rachel finally used her trump card. She took out a cartoon-shaped, oval, like a duck egg, and extremely primitive structure.
The two children took three steps at a time and rushed into the drilling rig like frightened little wild boars. With a loud rumbling sound, the drilling rig completely ignored the environment and drilled a deep hole in the cement pavement. The drill bit rotated rapidly.
Take two people deep underground.
Red Skull: "..."
He breathed heavily, forced himself to calm down, and lay down at the entrance of the cave to look inside. Oh, in the blink of an eye, the two children had disappeared!
Why does this kid have so many weird props?
Oh, after some brainstorming, he thought he understood it! Red Skull thought he had found the answer. The child was a mutant, and perhaps her ability to conjure all kinds of weird props was hers!
Children lack imagination. What if this child is in his hands? Hum! In an instant, he thought of several plans to destroy the world.
It's not his style to give up halfway, so be brave and keep chasing!
The cave drilled by the children's version of the digging machine was too small, and his ten-meter height would definitely not be able to get in. Red Skull shrank his body, making his body somewhere between virtual and real, and chased deep into the ground.
"What should I do Rachel! That guy is catching up again!" Little Morgan could only shake his friends around him.
Little Rachel scratched her cheek. She had exhausted all her tricks. Daju was a relatively lazy big cat. She had so many props in her hand because of her good friendship. The props were not endless, so she couldn't really go there.
Call the parents? She was very hesitant. Little Franklin would laugh at her for a month.
Speaking of parents, she suddenly thought of something.
"When will your father come? He said it was delaying time. We have delayed him for so long. What on earth is he doing?! Is he drinking somewhere and getting confused?" The drilling machine was running fully automatically, and she still
Have time to complain to little Morgan.
This time, little Morgan rarely refuted. His father was really too bad. He went back and forth. It's been almost an hour. Why hasn't he come yet?
Little did they know, they repeatedly defeated the Red Skull, and Stark and the others in the soul world were also affected.
Especially the super electric fan that claims to be able to blow the kindergarten away. It almost knocked Red Skull out of his wits. It actually blew Stark into a trance. Even the maker of this thing, Daju, didn't know how powerful this thing was. How powerful it was to him.
The damage to the spirit body is very great. If you blow it once, the soul world will experience a magnitude 9 earthquake.
Most of this damage is shared by the gem and the many souls in it, and the soul gem is full of cracks.
Professor Stark and Professor Charles can still stand with their beards and tails intact, which is a sign of their strong will and powerful abilities.
To officially obtain the recognition of the Sword in the Stone, Stark still needs to complete the final step. Just like when Daisy obtained the power of the Star, she made clear her determination to protect the earth. At this time, Stark also needs a goal, and for
Keep doing it consistently.
"Protecting my family seems a bit futile? But this is my goal." He seemed to be saying to The Sword in the Stone, and also to himself.
The goal is a bit small, but he doesn't think he should protect the United States. Those street heroes may think that the United States is not bad, but he, the former Secretary of State, does not think so. The United States has too many problems. Protect those people? Don't be kidding.
The Sword in the Stone finally recognized the billionaire’s qualifications as the King of Knights and recognized him as its holder.
The completely formal inauguration ceremony is much more popular than the original appointment by Daisy Jingkou Yuyan. At that time, it had no effect. Now? The entire soul world can feel the power of the Sword in the Stone.
A ball of silver light surrounded the man and the sword. When Professor Charles regained his vision, he found that Stark had put on a rather worn ancient armor. The armor had many scratches and damage on the outside. The Sword in the Stone hung diagonally on his waist.
At this time, Iron Man is like an old knight returning home from the ancient battlefield.
In modern society, it seems that you can still jump around for a few years after reaching the age of fifty. If you catch up with delayed retirement, you will be considered middle-aged at the age of fifty. But in the Middle Ages, a knight who was fighting on the front line could live to the age of fifty.
Call him the old knight.
A two-winged war horse walked up to him with graceful steps from the void. He had experienced various trainings on horseback riding, archery, long weapons, short weapons, etc. from Lord Stark in the dream, and he had rich knowledge.
Combat experience, this is why he crushed all the British captains. Those are modern people. They just practice equestrian skills when they have nothing to do. Who else practices how to fight on horseback?
Stark has character, goals, and skills. If you look all over the street, you can't find a modern person who is better at handling horses and long weapons than him. I'm afraid the old repeater imitation master who claims to be proficient in all martial arts
No one is as good as him. Who can fight on horseback with enough food and nothing to do? That is what ancient military commanders learned. After the birth of firearms, that set of things has long been eliminated.
Stark's success is not an accident, it is an inevitable combination of several aspects. Even the Sword in the Stone can't find any faults, so he can only accept this sword-wielder who does not belong to Captain Britain's Legion.
Stark got on his horse, and many of the souls who had been besieging them before felt the tremors in their hearts. They seemed to be welcoming their king, kneeling in front of the horse in groups, waiting for the King of Knights to give orders.
The flag fluttered and the horn of charge sounded faintly behind him. The brand-new King of Knights tightened his grip on the reins. He nodded gently to Professor Charles. Even if the soul world had already surrendered to him, opening a door to the material world would still be difficult.
Those who need psychic abilities.
"Tony, remember, we only have one chance." The old professor carefully instructed.