This unique battle of souls was also displayed in front of the contestants and spectators outside through the projection screen.
Not only that, there were two other projection screens on the scene, corresponding to the battle between Ancient One and Mark Legion, and between Mordo and Spider-Man.
There were no shouting or cheering on the duel arena platform. Everyone had their eyes wide open, immersed in the battle in the virtual space, unable to extricate themselves.
After all, this is really wonderful.
Unlike movie special effects, it is a real super-power fight, a fierce collision of technology and magic, and a competition of conspiracy and strength, which directly subverts the cognition of countless humans.
Watchtower, inside the central control room.
Logan looked at the three battles that were too overwhelming and sighed: "So strong. All six of them are so strong. Although Spider-Man and Doctor Strange's fighting skills are still a little rusty, I may not be able to match their strength and potential. People really have to admit that they are old."
Kyle smiled. This first game was truly a battle of quality.
"What I didn't expect was that Tony used his former Mark Legion in this battle to find his original intention of becoming Iron Man. This is the most rare thing."
Kyle still focused on Ancient One and Tony. Whether they could hold Ancient One back was the key to Iron Man's team's victory. Because Ancient One was not only strong, but also weirdly strong, and had the ability to create miracles.
"Master, who do you think will win in the end?" Logan asked.
"It's hard to say." Kyle shook his head slightly, his eyes falling on the screen, where Ancient One's face remained calm and composed.
That's Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, Protector of the Earth, and founder of the Kamar-Taj clan of wizards.
So far, she has not shown her potential.
Virtual New York City, Stark Industries headquarters building.
As if chasing away a fly, Ancient One's palms appeared golden magic patterns, and with a casual wave of his hand, a Mark armor exploded in the air.
In less than a few minutes, dozens of well-equipped Mark armors were reduced to only a few struggling to hold on in the air.
Tony's soul floated aside and he could only watch and could do nothing about it.
"You can't hold it any longer." Gu Yi said with a smile.
"That's hard to say." Tony's soul chuckled, "Do you know why I chose Stark Tower as the location for the battle?"
"Hmm?" Gu Yi seemed to realize something and looked down at the soles of his feet.
Half a second later.
Inside the Stark headquarters building, a time bomb that had been set early in the morning exploded. The sound of the explosion was comparable to a huge thunder, and the entire skyscraper collapsed like an avalanche.
The entire ground in New York City was shaking due to the explosion.
When the dust settled, a Martian portal appeared on the ruins filled with black smoke, and Ancient One walked out of it as if nothing had happened.
"That's it." Tony Soul's face looked a little ugly. This was the unsolvable problem of the wizard. As long as any dangerous situation occurred in the real world, he could hide in the mirror space.
With just this one move, the Earth Mage is almost naturally invincible.
Chapter 628: Nuclear Explosion in New York, Supreme Mage
Tony had seen Kyle use spells to teleport many times, and he had also used the mirror space once or twice, so from the beginning of this game, he knew that it was basically impossible to win by defeating all members of the opposing team.
After all, the three opponents are all mages.
Therefore, the only condition for them to win is to destroy the opponent's base.
How to destroy the opponent's base
Not knowing where the local base is and the mage's other abilities, Iron Man and the other two can only take a gamble with the most powerful technological weapons in the contemporary world.
Yes, that's nuclear weapons.
As long as the nuclear weapon is detonated in the center of New York, the base of Iron Man and his three companions will be affected last because it is located in the suburbs. Before that, as long as the opponent's base is destroyed earlier than theirs, they will have priority in winning the game.
This is Iron Man Tony Stark’s entire plan from the beginning to now.
So far, everything has been successfully completed and only the last step remains.
That is, detonating a nuclear weapon.
"The prelude to the chessboard has been completed, and the time should be about right. It's up to you now, Black Panther T'Challa." Tony's soul said in his heart.
Then, the three surviving Mark armors in the air swooped down towards Ancient One standing in the ruins like moths.
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Military headquarters base, inside the basement.
The bodies of Doctor Strange and Black Panther, still tied together by magic cloaks, lay across the floor. Stephen's soul lay in a corner, staring at the ceiling with despair.
"Let you fight me." T'Challa stood in the middle of the hall with a cold soul. Even without his physique and battle suit, his fighting skills were still there, which was not comparable to Stephen, a surgeon.
In this battle of souls, Black Panther T'Challa wins!
The control instrument began to beep, and T'Challa's soul looked back, only to see that the countdown on the screen had completely ended and entered the interface for giving commands.
Decryption is complete.
"Hey, hurry up. Tell me how to get back to my original body." T'Challa's soul shouted to Stephen's soul.
"Don't think about it. I won't tell you. We are at most a draw now." Stephen's soul turned his face away and refused directly.
"It's up to you. From the fight just now, I already know that even a soul body can subtly affect the real world."
A smile appeared on the dark face of T'Challa's soul, and his soul floated towards the console. Under the doubtful gaze of Steve's soul, T'Challa's soul clenched his left fist, concentrated his mind and strength, and hit a red button on the console.
Click!
The red button sinks gently downward.
"This time, he's doomed." The corners of T'Challa's soul's mouth rose.
Virtual New York City, a devastated urban area.
Spider-Man leaned against the street lamp exhaustedly, waved to Mordo who was chasing him, and panted, "Well, can we stop for a while? Let's take a break and then fight again?"
"Stop!" Mordo was furious, swinging his whip and shield forward. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation above his head. Looking up, he saw a giant rocket launched from a distance, adjusted its direction in the area near the atmosphere, and finally fell towards the central city where they were.
"What is that thing..." Mordo's pupils contracted, and his eyes reflected the rocket head that was getting closer and closer. A creepy smell of death surged into his heart.
"It's nothing, just a nuclear bomb." At this point, Spider-Man no longer concealed it and spread his hands towards Mordo.
"Nuclear, nuclear bomb?"