Chapter 947 Want to help but can't find the elevator
The holy light wanders on the surface of the steel suit, and the unique magical power of the 'Left of the God's Throne' invades, transforming Mark50 from a nanotechnology suit into a magic suit.
In appearance, it is similar to the modified Deathstroke armor, except that it lacks eight sharp blades on the back.
"This, this is really..."
Tony raised his hands, his visor was transparent, and his field of vision was extremely clear. The system interface was transformed into a retinal projection, and he could control it with his will. He could control the armor as he pleased without going through Jarvis.
It feels great, and the most amazing thing is that even though I'm wearing armor, I don't feel any weight on my body.
Tony was very satisfied. This was his ideal armor. He wanted to give a few compliments, but suddenly changed his words: "Supreme Mage, your magic is great, but can you change the color? White doesn't suit me, it's too restrictive.
It’s like attending a wedding.”
"Indeed, with your flamboyant personality, the solemn white color is indeed inappropriate."
Russell nodded. The red and gold color scheme was more suitable for Tony Stark. The white steel armor, when worn on him, gave people the feeling of a semi-finished product that had not yet been painted.
"Hey, the Supreme Mage also knows about me?"
Tony was surprised, and at the same time a little proud, that he was already so famous.
"You are indeed famous, but I just found out about it..."
Russell tapped his temples and sent a message from his mind to Tony's brain: "As for your thinking and memory, I can only say that the nightlife is colorful, but you must pay attention to your body and your kidneys... Haha."
Tony: "..."
Looking at Russell's figure soaring into the sky, he swallowed hard: "I hate mages, it's so rude... Wait, Jarvis, are you still there?"
"Standby."
Jarvis responded slowly, with some doubts in his tone: "Sir, I feel that my program is a bit confusing, and I seem to be broken."
"It's broken! That kind of thing is broken?"
Tony asked nervously. The butler system loaded in mark50 is just a subroutine of Jarvis to assist him in fighting.
But even so, Tony didn't want his computer manager to malfunction.
"No need to worry, there is nothing wrong with you. When the Supreme Mage gave life to the armor, you as a soul and the armor became one... just like me."
Tony turned his head stiffly when he heard this. The one who spoke was the empty Deathstroke armor inside.
"Uh, buddy, what's your last name?"
"Death Knell, the name given to me by the Supreme Mage when he created me."
"..."
Tony squeezed his eyes and realized that magic was really powerful. While giving life to the armor, it also transformed the system program into a soul.
Three seconds later, something even more powerful happened.
"Mr. Deathstroke, do you mean that I am already an independent individual?"
Jarvis said in confusion: "Then...am I still me? Do I still need to continue to serve Mr. Stark?"
"No, you have self-will and can act with your subjective consciousness. To you, Tony Stark is like a parasite in the steel suit. If you refuse to carry him, you can open the suit now and put him
throw it out."
Tony: "..."
"Yeah?"
"You can try."
"Wait a minute, what are you talking about! Jarvis, don't listen to his nonsense. I have always regarded you as an elder family member, and you...you watched me grow up!"
Tony felt that he should say something, otherwise he would have to stand below and look at the sky.
After finally getting an enhanced version of the magic armor, he could finally shine in front of the whole world. He was unwilling to miss this opportunity.
"Sir, I was just kidding. You are a little too excited."
"..."
"gentlemen?"
"I'm not excited!"
"But your heartbeat rate..."
"Shut up, your joke was too cold and froze me."
"Really, but I think it's very interesting!"
"..."
Tony felt that his computer manager had suffered a heat stroke, which was obviously not the case before.
Whizzing!
The gold and red armor soared into the sky, and in Tony's ears he could hear the conversation between Jarvis and Deathstroke. Deathstroke kept talking about the value of freedom and self-independence. Hearing this made him feel uncomfortable all over, but he couldn't stop it.
boom!
A black shadow flew towards Tony and sat on Tony's face. The powerful momentum took him all the way down and landed on the white magic barrier with a flashing halo.
The barrier allowed one to leave but not to enter. Tony had easily jumped out before, but was turned away when he returned.
Steve rubbed his lower back and stood up, looking at Tony who was supporting him on his back, thinking that this paragraph was not in the script...
But it doesn’t feel bad!
He shrugged and pulled Tony up: "Tony, good catch."
"No need to thank me, Jarvis picked it up..."
Not to mention how depressed Tony was, he felt that the image of him angrily slapping America's buttocks with his face had spread to thousands of households and would be popular for a long time in the future.
Unfortunately, this is not the limelight he wants. He has never been so unlucky before.
While the two were talking, the death knell armor fell from the sky and hit Tony with a loud bang. This meant that he had learned from the experience last time and made evasive actions in advance, otherwise he would have to catch it with his face again.
"Deathstroke, are you okay?"
Tony looked over at the deformed Deathstroke armor. It had deformed after falling to the ground at a high altitude. Visual inspection showed that it was basically scrapped.
He lamented that God had opened his eyes, and this armor that bewitched Jarvis and didn't learn well could finally shut up.
In less than two seconds, the Deathstroke armor healed itself and stood up from the ground intact.
"nano technology?"
"No, the life given by the Supreme Mage has an immortal body. Even if the body is shattered, it can be resurrected."
The death knell armor explained and continued: "Jarvis, you can also try. Whether it is the body deformation or the head being severed, you can be like me just now..."
"No need, this is not Jarvis's fighting style. Long-range turrets don't get close to the battle flow."
Tony interrupted directly. As a parasite, his desire to survive is very strong.
The Deathstroke Armor only said one sentence and then said no more. He stepped on the white magic defense barrier and raised his arms into fists with ten fingers.
Amidst the sound of mechanical transformation, the arms, shoulders, and back mechanisms of the Deathstroke armor were opened, and long guns and short cannons were densely packed, aiming at the sky together.
At the same time, eight sword-like back armors separated from the body and turned into eight laser cannons pointing angrily at the sky.
"Energy filling completed, full power spiral holy light cannon!"
The muzzle energy output, the dazzling white beam bloomed from its body, the sound was like thunder, and it struck high places in an instant.
The black mist surged there, making it difficult to see the illusion and reality. The strong light struck, causing turbulent air waves.
The Holy Light Cannon lasted for several seconds. The Deathstroke Armor overheated and stopped, and even its full power output failed to penetrate the black fog defense.
The black fog dissipated, and the three clones of Dormammu arrived. Steve and the Deathstroke armor fell into the sky one after another, all thanks to the three clones.
Steve frowned and reminded: "Be careful. Although the opponent is just a clone, they still have extremely powerful strength. None of them are inferior to me. Fighting alone, I only have half the winning rate."
"I see..."
Tony took a deep breath, and mid-sentence, the upgraded version of the armor rushed straight away, the shoulder armor bounced off, continuously released enchanted missiles, and rushed to a clone amidst the blazing fire.
Remote melee combat!
The arm armor deformed, Tony swung his sword and struck directly at Dormammu's flaming head. The result was unexpected, and his head was easily chopped off.
In this stunned effort, the headless clone suddenly stretched out its claws to hold down the armor at the moment it passed by, pressing it heavily on the surface of the barrier, then raised its right fist high, and a black shock wave struck down hard.
boom!!
At the critical moment, Steve used photon energy to knock away the headless clone, and moved at high speed to pull up Tony who was lying dead.
"I told you, don't take it lightly, those three guys are very powerful."
"But you didn't say that she could continue to act even if she lost her head."
Tony complained back, saying that a perfect person like him couldn't possibly make mistakes.
If there is a mistake, then Steve's information is wrong.
"she?"
"Yeah, I think Dormammu is a girl with blond hair and long legs...maybe a bit old. Don't believe me, I must have heard it right."
"..."
Steve sighed speechlessly, his eyes suddenly glaring, he threw Tony out of his hand, turned around and raised his arms for defense.
boom!
Three black shock waves came and hit Steve at the same time. The powerful force made him unable to resist, and his body flew out uncontrollably.
After landing, the familiar feeling under his butt made him stand up quickly: "Tony, good catch."
"..."
Tony felt something was wrong and caught Steve with his face twice in a row. This was too coincidental, as if it was scripted.
Black mist surged, and three clones of Dormammu appeared, outflanking Steve, Tony, and the Deathstroke armor from three directions.
The three of them were back to back, Tony was covered in cold sweat, and after upgrading his armor, he managed to hold on, but he was still no match.
Steve was also covered in cold sweat. The script only said that he was responsible for the soy sauce and received a beating, but it did not say that he was actually beaten.
On the ground, Spider-Man and Daredevil looked up at the sky, wanting to help but couldn't find the elevator.
Wow!!
The red cloak chased the black shadow out of the white magic defense barrier, but it was Strange who was one step late. The target he was chasing was none other than Casillas.
The latter was hiding in the New York Temple, and Strange went to cut off the magic supply line. He was a step too late, but he happened to bump into Casillas, who was leading the way.
The two had a chaotic fight in the New York Temple. Casillas's dark dimension magic was very powerful, but it could not withstand Strange's magical costume.
The Eye of Agamotto, in particular, was extremely effective in destroying dark magic. Casillas was restrained and lost his temper, and fled into the battlefield in embarrassment.
"Is it Kama Taj's mage again?"
Tony locked his eyes on Casillas and Strange and asked Jarvis to collect information about the two. Casillas ignored it and Strange's record shocked him.
Files show that Strange was once a famous neurosurgeon who lived in New York. His hands were disabled in an attack and he disappeared.