The Deathblade Warrior snorted coldly, never taking Ronan seriously. It lifted the two-meter-long scythe with one hand, walked towards Kyle with a cold and oppressive aura, and spit out its long and slender tongue like a snake letter.
With undisguised murderous intent, the Deathblade Warrior said coldly to Kyle: "I will never be like Ronan, arrogantly treating you as a weakling. I will use all my strength to make you mine." Soul under the sword. Remember my name - General Deathblade, this is the name of the man who will kill you."
"You talk too much nonsense, and... I never remember the names of dead people."
Kyle was completely unmoved, turned the power gem into a card, and placed it back in the card space.
The powerful aura rising from the opponent's body can definitely be ranked among the top three enemies he has ever encountered. It is inevitable to be several times stronger than Ronan, but just being stronger than Ronan doesn't mean he needs to use the power gem, which is one of the best in the box...
If the dead Ronan knew that some people were using it as a unit for calculating combat power, he might not be able to rest in peace until he died!
"Tony. There's no need to pick. Just one person at a time, a quick victory, and you can still get home for dinner."
Kyle turned sideways and said to Tony who was standing aside.
"No problem, leave the other one to me!"
Tony nodded and looked at Proxima Centauri next to the Death Blade Warrior. He naturally knew that among the two people present, the Death Blade Warrior was the strongest among them, so Kyle locked it as a target from the beginning.
The Godfather is always like this, either one fights against many, or he chooses the strongest villain to attack.
"I'm an Iron Man. If I lose again, the shame on me will never be washed away."
Tony was still brooding over the fact that he failed to defeat two other Thanos soldiers in the last confrontation and allowed others to kidnap his companions.
"Are you my opponent?"
Proxima Centauri smiled and licked his dry lips, "My name is Proxima Centauri. Please give me some advice!"
'call out-'
The last sound of the word "teaching" has not yet fallen.
The dark night star Proxima Centauri suddenly moved, and a white air wave erupted behind it, crossing a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
Proxima Centauri came to Tony, who was wearing a steel suit. She lowered her body slightly, like a female cheetah with its fangs exposed, and stabbed her chest with the black spear she held in both hands.
What an amazing speed!
A trace of surprise flashed in Kyle's eyes, and he could clearly see the opponent's intention and actions to attack, but even so, he still did not choose to take action.
That's the enemy Tony faces. If he always needs to intervene and he can't defeat the powerful villain, then Tony is not the Iron Man who can stand up to the gods with a mortal body.
At the critical moment when the spear fell and pierced the chest.
Through human eyes, Tony could not clearly see the opponent's inhuman quick movements in time, but with the assistance of Jarvis's intelligent artificial system and the emergency protection provided by the steel suit, he still hurriedly raised his left hand to block.
'laugh! ! '
The Proxima Centauri spear stabbed Tony's steel left hand, followed by a series of sparks and electric light flashes. The steel shell, known for its high protection ability, can easily block the impact of high-explosive bombs and penetrating warheads, was directly hit by that The cold weapon spear pierced a hole and almost penetrated Tony's fragile human arm.
despite this. Tony still suffered a lot of hidden losses. The damaged steel left arm was wrapped with lightning and was actually in a scrapped state after one blow.
Jarvis quickly and anxiously sounded the alarm, "Sir! The armor on his left hand is completely paralyzed. The spear has a very strange energy that can instantly destroy the performance of electronic technology equipment!"
"I see!"
Tony quickly stretched out his right hand, like an iron pliers, clasping the spear tightly with his five fingers. The engine assisted the arm to strengthen, so that the spear tip could no longer penetrate into the shell.
"Almost. Next time, it will be your heart hidden in steel that will be pierced."
Dark Night Proxima sneered again and again, and continued to rush forward, pushing Tony backwards at high speed.
The two of them crashed into the first floor of the building together, smashing through several reinforced concrete walls and glass windows. They disappeared into the street behind the building on the other side, and dust filled the air.
After the two left, only Kyle and the Deathblade Warrior were left.
"Why don't you go and help? Your companion is about to be killed by Proxima Centauri." The Death Blade Warrior said coldly.
Kyle shook his head slightly and said firmly: "It's not necessary, he will kill Proxima Centauri, and I will kill you."
"Is it?"
The Deathblade General was noncommittal, stepped lightly, raised the scythe in his hand high above his head, and charged at Kyle's head in a straight line at a speed far exceeding that of Proxima Centauri.
There are no other fancy attack methods, only simple and neat movements.
However, under the supersonic superhuman speed and the unspeakable pure and powerful slash, the air within dozens of meters was chaotic and exploded, forming a strong wind with the movements of the Death Blade General.
Kyle could clearly feel that as his body faced the imminent slashing attack, cold hairs all over his body stood up, as if a sharp edge was scratching on the surface of his skin, and his inner alarm bell rang loudly.
If the vital part is completely hit, you might really die!
Kyle's heart trembled slightly, but this long-lost sense of threat did not make him feel fear or trembling. Instead, it made the blood in his body slightly hot, and traces of fighting spirit burned in his heart.
That's right, it's the will to fight.
When facing Malekith, who was blessed by ether particles, he was only slightly serious, but now the Deathblade General made him directly ignite his burning fighting spirit.
The corner of Kyle's mouth rose quietly, and he stepped forward with his left foot. As the heavy steps fell, the natural gravity around him suddenly doubled and continued to increase with his body as the center.
Repulsive pull!
"Um?"
The Deathblade General was in the air, his face slightly changed, and his smooth movements were inevitably delayed due to the sudden repulsion. He did not fully approach Kyle, but he still slashed down with the scythe raised above his head.
The gray-black scythe slashed from top to bottom, forming a crescent moon trajectory, and rushed towards Kyle's forehead with the sound of breaking wind. Then, it was blocked by a magic shield. The collision between the blade sickle and the golden shield caused countless hot sparks to splash out!
The battle is officially underway!
Chapter 494: Mage’s attack methods, mirror world
Under the defense of the golden gun that emerged from Kyle's left hand, the Deathblade General failed to make a single strike. He was about to make a second slash, but Kyle obviously didn't give it a chance. He only saw his free right hand waving forward, a golden streak. The whip of the magic whip wrapped around its wrist.
"go!"
Kyle shouted violently, using the unparalleled power of the Gods' bloodline, and with nearly a hundred times the strength of a human being, he suddenly pulled the golden whip back, throwing the Deathblade General into the business building behind him.
Because of Tony and Proxima Centauri, the first floor of that business building had been completely penetrated long ago. Now it was hit by the Deathblade General like a human cannonball, and it suddenly collapsed with a rumble, and the entire London mirror space was The earthquake shook at this moment.
The Dead Blade General was submerged by the collapsed masonry and concrete, and his figure disappeared into a wave of dust.
'laugh! '
The gray-black scythe of General Deathblade spun several times in the air, intervening between Kyle and the ruins of the building. The blade was inserted diagonally into the road ground, and the blade was still trembling.
Under the sunlight falling from the mirror world, the sickle blade reflected the dark metallic luster.