"Before this battle begins, I have already set up the system program in advance. When I activate the device, or the function of my battle suit is stopped, they will all go out and launch an endless attack on you."
"An old antique. Take a good look at the new force of this era."
Along with the words of Tony's soul, dozens of Mark battle suits fired laser beams at the same time, collectively bombarding the Ancient One on the rooftop.
'boom-'
The top floor of the Stark Industries building collapsed and exploded. The power of the explosion and the dazzling light could be clearly seen even more than ten kilometers away.
"what is that?"
Spider-Man looked up during the fight, looking at the white light on the top of the building in the distance. At this moment, a magic whip was swung towards him, but fortunately he dodged it with quick reaction.
"hateful."
Mordo looked at Spider-Man with a little annoyance. This guy had a superhuman physique, especially his reaction was much faster than his, and he could always avoid the attack. Besides, Spider-Man didn't intend to fight him, he just tried to delay the time, which made him depressed and passive.
New York Temple.
Doctor Strange and his magic cloak sat alone in the huge second-floor lobby, staring at the clock hanging on the wall in a daze.
"If no one comes, I'm just going to sit here and finish this game?" Doctor Strange began to doubt his life.
Suddenly, a dark red magic cloak fluttered up and pulled him downstairs.
"What are you trying to do?" Doctor Strange was pulled backwards, half walking and half flying down the stairs, came to the first floor, and finally stopped in front of a huge ancient tripod.
"This is the Cauldron of All Things."
Doctor Strange blinked and recognized the magic weapon. This was a very important magic weapon of the wizard family to protect the earth. It could be used to perceive potential dangers and peek into worldly things.
By the way, even if you don’t join the battle, it’s okay to just take a look.
Doctor Strange thought about it, stretched out his hands, grabbed the Cauldron of All Things, calmed down and input his magic power.
After a while.
The figure of Ancient One appeared on the Cauldron of All Things. She was standing in the ruined Stark Industries building. As she waved her hands continuously, the Mark battle suits that flew towards her were smashed into pieces by the mysterious force in the middle of the journey.
"Is the Sorcerer Supreme fighting Iron Man? What about the others?" Doctor Strange whispered to himself. The picture on the Cauldron of All Things changed, and Spider-Man and Master Mordo who were fighting each other appeared.
"That Spider-Man is really good. This is the first time I've seen Brother Mordo in such a mess."
Doctor Strange looked at it and couldn't help laughing. Then, the picture on the Cauldron of All Things changed again, and the figure of Black Panther appeared on it, standing in front of the nuclear weapon control console.
"This is it." Doctor Strange opened his eyes wide. He seemed to have inadvertently seen through the other team's plan...
Chapter 627: Unsolvable Mage
Virtual New York city, military headquarters base, nuclear weapons control room.
Black Panther stared intently at the console screen, where the countdown reached 00:03:02.
There are only three minutes left.
"Please hold on a little longer."
Black Panther cheered for his teammates who were holding back two enemy mages in the distance, but suddenly, he heard a strange rustling sound in his ears. He quickly turned around and saw Mars spinning into a wheel at the door of the control room, and then a boot stepped out of it.
"You are!" Black Panther's eyes turned cold, and his body tensed up in combat readiness. He raised his hands, revealing sharp vibranium nails on his ten fingers, which flickered under the light from the ceiling.
Doctor Strange, wearing a dark red cloak and a wizard's uniform, walked out of the portal and came to the underground control room. He waved his hand and closed the magic portal behind him leading to the New York Temple.
"Black Panther, right? What are you doing here if not guarding your team's base?"
Doctor Strange narrowed his eyes. He naturally knew where this place was. That was why he risked leaving the New York Temple and came here.
His intuition and reason told him that if he didn't come, something terrible might happen.
"Nothing. Just letting you mages experience the power of science for yourself."
As soon as Black Panther finished speaking, he suddenly attacked. He pounced forward as fast as a leopard, and swung his sharp vibranium nails towards Doctor Strange.
Doctor Strange subconsciously shrank back, but with the normal human reaction speed, it was still too slow in front of the inhuman speed of the Black Panther, and he was unable to leave the attack range in time.
Just as Doctor Strange was about to be injured, at the critical moment, a corner of his magic cloak on the back of his shoulder was lifted forward, just enough to bind half of Black Panther's right arm.
"Well done!" Doctor Strange shouted, and he made a spell with his hands, conjuring up a golden whip that whipped Black Panther on his chest.
As a result, as sparks flew violently, the dark suit was completely intact, without even a white mark left.
"What the hell is this armor?" Doctor Strange was a little confused.
Unable to pull back his right hand for a while, Black Panther continued to grab Doctor Strange's neck with his left hand, but the magic cloak behind the opponent wrapped his entire palm and wrist tightly in time.
Before Black Panther could make any other move, the magic cloak bypassed Doctor Strange's body, surrounded him, and even tied up his feet.
This pose...
Black Panther and Doctor Strange were almost face to face, chest to chest, like cicada pupae, wrapped in magic cloaks.
Snapped!
The two men, tied together, fell to the ground, rolling back and forth in frantic struggle.
"Your cloak is so annoying." Black Panther tried to tear at the tough magic cloak, but the cloak was made of material that even its vibranium claws couldn't tear it apart.
"Same here." Doctor Strange replied hastily. Black Panther could not do anything to his cloak, and he could not do anything to his vibranium suit.
"Just hands and feet. I still have a head. Let's see how you deal with it..."
Black Panther thought of this and used his head to headbutt Doctor Strange, making him dizzy.
Sure enough, engaging in close combat with a warrior was an extremely unwise choice for the mage.
Without giving Black Panther a chance to headbutt him a second time, Doctor Strange held Black Panther in his arms and used his magic to pull him up. The next moment, the souls of the two men left their bodies wrapped in cloaks and floated in the air in the control room.
"What's going on? There are two of me?"
T'Challa, who was inside the Black Panther suit, looked at the body lying on the floor in amazement, then looked up at Stephen who was also floating.
"You want us to see the power of technology, right? Then I'll show you the power of magic."
Stephen's soul swung a punch and hit T'Challa's soul in the nose, knocking him several meters away and crashing into the console instrument, causing the chair in the real world to shake.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and made a boxing stance that was not a signature move. "Now, without your battle suit, you can't suppress me in close combat."
"Let's try it!" T'Challa's soul rushed out of the console and threw Stephen's soul to the second underground floor. The two ignored the buildings and the entities on the ground and wrestled with each other in the headquarters of the military base.