Marvel: I Can Control Metal

As soon as Stark came in, he saw a mess on the sixteenth floor. There were blazing flames everywhere, or it was a knife cut and a big hole was blown out on the ground.

In this scene, it seemed that the lights were dim, and Zost was lying on the side with a broken arm.

His clothes were tattered all over his body, and even the black high-temperature-resistant soft armor made by Leo himself was torn apart with difficulty in front of the thin sword, revealing countless scars.

"Are you all right? Do you need me to send a rescue machine?"

Stark flew to Zost to open the mask, looked at him and asked.

"I'm fine, I'll recover in a while, the captain has already gone in to chase that guy, go and help."

Zost climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and the wounds on his body were still slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although not as fast as at the beginning, it was still hundreds of times more than ordinary people.

Stark looked at the red lava that was slowly rolling over his broken arm in his right hand, and immediately brought him some bad memories.

Of course, Stark didn't stay too long, leaned forward, and rushed straight into the room.

Zost staggered to another room.

"This bastard, I must chop off his head with my own hands."

As soon as Stark entered the laboratory, he saw the two figures fighting together in the middle.

And Rogers was completely suppressed by the black-robed man. If it wasn't for the shield in his hand playing extremely smoothly, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as a few scars on his body.

Stark naturally didn't hesitate, stretched his hands forward, and two azure-blue palm cannons shot out quickly.

The speed of the palm cannon was so fast that the man in black robe could not react.

But just two palm cannons hit the black-robed man, but there were only two muffled sounds, but the huge impact made the black-robed man take a few steps back.

At this time, Rogers rolled up from the ground in some embarrassment.

There are also several wounds on the body, bleeding blood, although it does not affect the battle, it just looks very miserable.

Stark didn't stop fighting,

However, seeing that there are all experimental materials, equipment, materials, etc. around, of course, he did not immediately use the powerful weapons.

The shoulder armor of the Mark 43 was also opened, and more than a dozen rounds of automatic guided munitions charged towards the man in black robe.

But what people didn't expect was that the guy actually raised the short dagger in his hand and knocked a few times, and used the inner armor to carry a few daggers. In the end, only one shot hit the calf of the black-robed man.

However, what Stark aimed at at the beginning was not the fatal position on the black-robed man.

The original intention was to make the enemy lose their combat effectiveness, but now it seems that the idea of ​​thinking about killing the enemy with one blow has failed.

Stark stood beside Rogers and pulled him up.

"Are you all right, Captain?"

"It's not very good, this guy fights like he's dying. Don't look at him in good shape now, he can't last a few minutes."

Rogers, who looked tired and lay down, jumped up from the ground again.

"But the black inner armor on his body is really weird, as if it will release his strength."

Roger said after taking a few breaths.

At this time, the man in black robe was in really bad condition, and his body was a little overdrawn under the high-intensity battle in just a few minutes.

What's more, he also experienced Zost's intense flame burning, which made his poor physical condition almost collapse.

This is also the reason why the Master Assassin of Hand Hehui rarely takes action. With their current physical state, they can't complete several tasks at all.

Even if he can persevere now, it is all because of the extremely exciting special medicines injected into his body that he can continue to persevere.

Now it seems a bit inaccurate to say that the man in black robes, after all, the black robes on his body were burned in the flames just now, and countless gaps were burned out, becoming a piece of rag hanging on his body.

The hat and mask on his head were also burned to tatters, and some of them could not even cover his face.

In the laboratory, because of the extensive damage, an alarm sounded and even the lights turned red.

At this time, the man in black robe was no longer hiding.

He tore off the remaining black robe and mask, revealing an extremely strange face.

It was as if he had undergone an inferior cosmetic surgery after being disfigured by the fire. His entire face looked like a fake toy, and his face was as pale as a plastic model.

At this time, the corner of his mouth also cracked, and a hoarse voice like a centenarian came out.

"It seems that Madam is right, this is really my last mission, and I didn't bring this thing for nothing!!"

"As for your question just now, I can also answer you. The inner armor on my body and the shield in your hand are made of the same material."

With the loss of the black robe on his body, the limbs shrouded in the inner armor can also be seen.

The veins on the limbs are exposed, but there are strange black cracks.

And then something incredible happened.

Just in front of Rogers and Stark, just watching each other's limbs quickly shrink and wrinkle as if they were being accelerated to dry.

At this time, he did not hesitate any longer. On his already dry right hand, at some point, there was an extra tube of snow-white reagent, about the size of a bottle of mineral water.

The small black inner armor on the body also began to change, unfolded a little bit downward, and wrapped the entire upper body.

He even opened a gap in his ribs, directly stuffing the snow-white medicine in his hand.

And in the next second, his body that had been shriveled up filled up again, and even his pale face was tinged with ruddy.

"I still have five minutes, I hope you can solve me within this time."

"By the way! Remember, my name is Deliza!"

A strange smile appeared on the other's terrified face.

His calf, which had been dripping with blood from being hit by a miniature missile, started to heal slowly.

Stark didn't hesitate any longer, raised his arms, and released the two palm cannons quickly after accumulating energy.

Rogers also charged forward with a shield, and even in the face of an enemy with such a strong sense of crisis, he did not flinch at all.

The two palm cannons attacked first.

But there is only one other party, and Wei Wei turned sideways and avoided them all.

Such a distance, but it passed by, and the timing was so good that even Jarvis couldn't fully predict it.

Facing Rogers who was bullying him, De Liza moved and slashed out with a palm.

Even if Roger finally took a defensive stance, I was knocked back several steps by the palm of my hand, leaning heavily against the wall.

And De Lisa also took two steps back, and then quickly ran towards Stark.