Chapter 589: Where Did the Glove Go? (Keep adding more to the Elder Cucumber!) )
Stark couldn't comprehend what was happening in front of him.
It happened so fast that he barely had a chance to react. Through the helmet's built-in display, he saw a black mass of cold binding Strange's arm, and before they could both react, he slammed Strange into the darkness and disappeared.
If Strange had been on guard, he might not have been so fast, but he was now engrossed in casting spells and chanting spells, and he was completely defenseless - the Eye of Agamotto was already extremely difficult to control, and the time-based spell Doctor Strange could only be said to be able to use it now, and he was far from being proficient, and he needed to concentrate on eliminating distractions when casting spells, so he gave people yin when the spell was read.
Stark, as for him, watched with wide eyes the whole time, but he didn't notice where the enemy's attack was coming from, including the armor sensor. When he came back to his senses, Strange's wrist had already been reeled, and Stark only had time to fire a recoil cannon in that direction before Strange could be dragged inside, but the beam disappeared into the darkness and soon stopped.
Doctor Strange vanished, and now only the last man left in the entire cabin was his own. The Great Illuminati had a bad first battle, and three of the four people who came out of the division for the first time were lost, and only the last one was left and I don't know if I could find a way to break the game......
Stark is also a person who has seen the world, monsters, aliens, and even immortals, and he has not done it. Although the situation was extremely unfavorable and the gloomy atmosphere forced people to almost go crazy, he did not panic.
Armor recorded the whole process of the strange being engulfed in its entirety, and he disassembled the camera on the small screen of the monitor, restored the data, and analyzed the opponent's attack by all means.
It's such a big place, where else can he hide?
There are three other people, so can the three big living people still be plugged into the cracks in the wall?
A somber laugh rang out in the darkness.
"You've lost, human." The other man spoke.
Stark couldn't help but move when he heard the gloomy voice: "Friday, record the enemy's voice and reverse locate the location of the sound source." ”
Originally, at such a distance, his artificial intelligence could not connect with the armor. But Stark is fully prepared for this battle, and he specially downloads the backup of his backup AI "Friday" into the armor's local server, so that he can get AI assistance even in space combat.
Friday's soft female voice sounded: "Positioning ......"
Stark spoke up to lure the other party to speak again: "Who are you?" What do you want? ”
Laughter was heard in the darkness.
"I'm a glorious Skrull 'Stalker' and a genetically modified Super Skrull Warrior. This is thanks to you earthlings, and it is through the study of the genes of the transcendent in your human race that our 'Super Skrull Warriors' exists. ”
"Positioning complete." Give back on Fridays.
Without thinking, Stark turned around and raised his hand, and a recoil cannon shot out. The white laser briefly dispersed the dark corner, blowing up a table in the cabin.
The voice in the darkness laughed: "Do you think you can hit me?" ”
"Positioning complete."
Iron Man fires again.
Three or five recoil beams crisscrossed the cabin, blowing up the contents of the cabin, leaving shallow pits in the walls, and exposing sparkling circuit boards, but not a single ghost was touched.
"I said, it's useless! With your backward technology and barren imagination, you will never be able to catch me! ”
Starkmer didn't speak, but turned his palm into a fist, this time firing a live bullet from the back of his armoured hand with a "whoosh". The silvery-white warhead flew into the darkness with a tail flame and snapped into the wall.
"Hah! Where are you fighting? ”
The voice sounded again, but this time it was close at hand, as if it were coming from behind.
Stark immediately wanted to turn around, but found that the armor was no longer listening. There was a violent screen on the screen in front of him, and the nerve signals seemed to be blocked by something that could not be accepted by the armor, and his body could not move even a finger.
That mysterious opponent finally appeared, but it was from behind him.
It was a Skrull man in a black uniform, with only the green, wrinkled face exposed. He walked up to him from behind Stark and sneered, "I said, it's useless. Any idea why I'm saving you for last? Because you are the only one of the four of you who poses no threat to me.
Look at your primitive armor, this rudimentary system, and with our Skrull technology, you can easily hack into your toy firewall. I can paralyze your armor's systems whenever I want, and your technology is no threat to me. ”
Iron Man's armor "clanged" and fell down on one knee. Stark was losing more and more of his grip on the armor, and Friday's voice was becoming more and more indistinct, like a lot of noise.
While the speaker was still running, he asked, "If I guess right, tell me, the answer is shadow, right?" ”
The Skrulls laughed: "It seems that it is not for nothing that they say that you are one of the smartest earthlings. Yes, Mr. Stark, it's the shadow. This is the special ability of our Skrull 'Stalker', we can act in the shadows. So we're the best spies and the best killers, we can be anyone, and we can strike from any shadow. ”
"That must involve space technology." Stark didn't panic at all, still thinking about the principle of this ability, "Otherwise, I can't explain why my probe and the doctor's spells can't detect it." It may be that a unique space has been carved out in the shadows......"
"You can think about that later, Mr. Stark, after all, you have time after all." "Now I'm going to remove your armor and let you get a good night's sleep, and then I'll turn around and drive your ship back to our mothership."
Yes, I won't kill you yet, because the Empire still needs you. We will extract your genes and create your perfect mimics, and a few of you human elites will be the key to the destruction of Earth......"
The Skrull was about to make a move as he spoke, when he suddenly noticed something and froze.
Only then did he notice that the half-kneeling Iron Man armor in front of him was missing his left glove, and Stark was supporting the ground with his bare left hand.
Where did his gloves go?
The Skrulls suddenly had a very ominous premonition. He subconsciously turned around, only to see that the Iron Man glove that had broken away at some point was hanging behind him with the help of the booster on the wrist part, and the light in his palm flashed, and a recoil beam blasted towards him, like a heavy hammer in his chest.
The Skrull's blood spurted and flew out on his back, falling to the floor.