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Chapter 248 The Devil Out of the Cage

Argentina.

It was late at night, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the street.Dim street lights illuminating the narrow sidewalk miserably, and the backlit houses on both sides were illuminated with hideous silhouettes.

The fashionable blond beauty was walking leisurely down the dark street with one hand in the trouser pocket of her denim.She put her mobile phone to her ear, chatting endlessly about trivial topics with the person on the other side of the phone.

The manhole cover on the masonry road was pushed away from below and slowly moved aside.A woman with unkempt hair and messy black hair crawled out from below.She was filthy, covered in filth from the sewers, and the coat could barely tell that it might have been white.After crawling out, she looked around, and her eyes quickly locked on the woman whose back was facing her and who was talking on the phone.

She got out, put the manhole cover back on, and then quickly rushed behind the blond woman, turning her around with her shoulders.

Maybe it's her dirty and messy image and the quiet background at night are too reminiscent of some old-fashioned horror movies. The blonde beauty couldn't help screaming the moment she turned her head and saw her.The woman in white had to try to reassure the frightened lady, put on as friendly a face as possible, and said in English: "Please, I just need your phone."

boom!
The cover of the sewer well that she covered flew up high as if someone fired a tank gun from the inside, and a scorching pillar of fire shot up from the sewer, like a fire dragon rising vertically into the sky.The manhole cover, which had been heated to be iron red, fell from a high altitude and was severely deformed when it fell back to the ground.

The woman in white lost her patience. She yelled "give me the damn phone" and punched the blonde in the face, dodging the phone violently.After she yelled "Run away", the woman turned around and ran away in a panic.

time is limited.The woman in white muttered incoherently, she operated the mobile phone as fast as possible with trembling fingers, and dialed a series of numbers.After dialing, she put the phone to her ear and said a series of words very quickly, but her voice was drowned out by the sound of explosions that followed.The ground was blasted apart with a bang, and red-hot steel bars pierced out from the ground.A shadow came out of the sea of ​​flames. It was a man with a hot body, with red light under his skin, as if every muscle fiber in his body was burning.

The woman pressed a certain button on the phone hard, and when she saw the words "message sent" pop up on the screen, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank God," she said.

The man raised his hand.Boundless golden flames erupted from his palm, instantly engulfing the woman's figure.The high temperature of thousands of degrees instantly vaporized her, leaving only a scorched black pit on the ground.

***
Tony Stark impatiently swept the things on the experimental table to the floor, then smoothly crumpled up a new set of armor design drawings on the floating screen in front of him, and threw them into the trash can icon in the corner of the interface .

These are the No. 30 seven designs that he rejected these days—just after he came up with these 37 designs.

It's not enough, no matter what method Iron Man uses, he is far from reaching his desired goal.He was a genius, and his inventions were a generation ahead of the world, but it was still not enough.After all, the current level of human science and technology is still limited. No matter how hard he racks his brains, he can't use this limited material and technology to make Iron Man rival God.

"Maybe you should take the captain's suggestion, sir." Jarvis said gently while directing the robot to help him clean up the messy equipment parts all over the floor, "You may need to rest."

Tony sat down on the seat irritably, without saying a word.

As he told the captain, he was running out of patience.

It's clear that the current Iron Man is far from being able to protect the Earth and fend off all kinds of superlative crises.But he couldn't do it, but someone else could.

black Knight.

The first time I met that guy was when fighting Aldridge Killian.The Extremis virus made him realize for the first time the limitations of Iron Man's technology, and it was also the first time he was defeated head-on.However, when facing Iron Man's completely powerless opponent, the Black Knight sent Killian away in two or three, as easily as playing.

If that comparison was only an indirect comparison, then the comparison in the Avengers Building was much more intuitive.

Ultron took control of all his armor in the Avengers Tower and launched an attack together.Faced with so many sets of Iron Man armor, the black knight dismantled all his proud armor one by one like chopping melons and vegetables.There's even the Hulk—though the suit wasn't finished at the time, it already had the basic capabilities he envisioned.However, the anti-Hulk armor, which was equipped with multiple reactors and obtained the ultimate horsepower, punched down, but was still only supported by the black knight with one hand.This shows that the regular type of armor on the black knight has already obtained a horsepower equivalent to or even stronger than that of Hulk, and it also shows that the opponent's technology has completely surpassed Iron Man.

The last was the most recent one in Asgard.Tony and Thor joined forces to fight Rocky, but in Rocky's hands, there was absolutely no room for retaliation.In all fairness, Loki is indeed the most powerful enemy he has faced since becoming Iron Man.That kind of dominance-level oppression is completely different from any enemy so far. This is the first enemy that makes him feel "no point in fighting", and it is impossible to make up for it no matter what tactics he uses Strength gap.

Then there was the Black Knight again, and that man stood up again, this time wearing an even more magical armor.With that battle suit, he fought with Loki in a dark, inextricable way.Tony didn't even know if this guy was even human.

So yes, he did get stimulated.He needs great strength more than ever before.

But after more than ten days of hard work in the laboratory, it was obvious that he was not going well.

He didn't know how to bring Iron Man's technology to that level.

"Sir," said Jarvis, "you have an urgent message."

"Come in." Tony rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily.

The line was connected, and a woman's voice came through the lab's stereo surround speakers.Her breathing was erratic, her voice was rapid, and she sounded like she was being hunted by hungry wolves while speaking.

"I know you probably don't remember me, Tony, but I'm Maya Hansen, and we've met. And... I'm the designer of Extremis. In short, there are two bad news here. First, I'm probably dead. Number two, Extremis is gone."

(End of this chapter)