Inside the parallel mirror space of London, the second battlefield between Iron Man and Proxima Centauri in the night.

Although the fighting here is not as fierce as that of Kyle, it still covers the city within a hundred meters, and the buildings and streets are scorched black after being ravaged by shells, and there are fires burning everywhere, and thick and pungent black smoke is rising and waving.

'Bang Tower! ’

A steel man with a golden-red paint with serious scratches on the surface fell from the sky, fell naturally, and finally fell directly into the ruins formed by the collapse of the house, and the missiles raised a puff of sand and dust on the spot, and finally rolled a few times before it could stop.

The mask on the front of Iron Man's head was mostly torn, revealing the mature and resolute face of Tony inside.

He lay on the rubble, panting, his limbs protected by steel armor with signs of spear stabbing, and the white electric light that was constantly entwined in a state of decay.

'Stomp! ’

A vigorous dark purple figure jumped down and landed lightly in front of Tony, it was the night Proxima Centauri who was fighting against him.

Proxima Centauri was armed with a black spear, his original alien uniform was charred and messy, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Obviously, this battle was not easy for it either, but nevertheless, it stood to the end.

Wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Proxima Centauri took a cat's step forward, the tip of the spear flashed with demonic purple light, looked down coldly at Tony who was lying on the ground, and said coldly: "No, it's not good." Whether it is a creature or a technological artifact, as long as it is attacked by my spear, the inner nervous system will be damaged and scrapped. ”

"Now that all the steel armor on your limbs is scrapped, how can you fight me?"

Tony didn't respond to Proxima Centauri in the night, nor did he take off his steel armor, but gasped for breath, trying to buy even a second.

"Oh? Are you still waiting for the battle over there? Don't fantasize, the Death Blade General can also rank in the top three among us, and there are countless starry sky powerhouses who have died under its Death Blade, and that human man is no exception. ”

Proxima Centauri sneered and raised his spear to deliver the final blow to Tony.

Can be sudden.

Proxima Centauri shuddered and looked sideways in one direction, a look of disbelief on his face, and a little horror from it.

"How's it going, the battle over there has been decided?"

Tony's heart was settled, looking at Proxima Centauri in the night, his tense and serious face showed a smile, "Let me guess, it should be my godfather who won, right?" ”

"Shut up! Shut up, you natives of Earth! ”

Proxima Centauri's hand holding its spear high in the dark was still trembling, and he shouted nervously.

The breath of the Dead Blade General...... disappeared, and the connection with it was completely severed in an instant. And the breath of that human man is still there, and it is so strong and lofty that it is difficult to describe in words.

All of these messages indicate one point-

The Blade General, who had been fighting for many years under Thanos' master, died, losing to the indigenous humans of the savage planet.

"How is this possible, how is it possible!"

Dark Proxima murmured to himself, unable to accept the fact that lay before him.

Tony continued: "You may not know that among us, the Godfather is the absolute number one, undefeated for decades. ”

"Shut up! I said, shut up! ”

Proxima Centauri's face became more and more hideous, and he almost lost his mind in anger, and looked down at Tony again, raising the spear in his hand above his head to the highest, "Even if you win, you will die here for me!" ”

As soon as Proxima Centauri finished speaking, without the slightest hesitation, he slammed the spear in his hand down and plunged it into the shiny chest of Tony's steel suit, that is, the kryptonite energy core that provided the entire suit.

"This is the moment, Jarvis!" Tony shouted.

"Yes, sir."

With Jarvis's words, the steel suit abruptly disintegrated, breaking away from Tony's body and spreading out to both sides.

Tony made a hasty tactical roll, just enough to avoid the fatal blow of the Night Proxima Centauri spear.

"Want to run?"

The spear slammed into the ground, and Proxima Centauri's pupils constricted, trying to pursue Tony.

But at this moment, the parts of the steel suits scattered all over the place accelerated towards it and automatically wore them on Proxima Centauri in the dark night.

Proxima Centauri was taken aback, but he couldn't shake off the parts of the suit, and in just half a second, his body was already wrapped in the torn steel suit. Dark Proxima looks at Tony next to him, sees that Tony has risen from the ground, and smiles weirdly at him.

Tony didn't give it a chance to react, and gave a quick command, "Jarvis, blow up the Mark VIII-AK model." ”

"What do you want to do? Let me go! ”

The energy core in his chest flickered with a dazzling light, and Proxima Centauri in the dark night had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he couldn't help but scream loudly.

"Teach you a truth. Until the last second, I don't know who wins or loses. ”

Tony waved at Proxima Centauri and threw himself backwards. The next moment, in the desperate screams of Proxima Centauri in the dark night, the steel suit on his body activated the self-detonation mode.

Hearing only a "boom", the suit and the people turned into fireballs, and the parts and minced meat exploded to the side, and the aftermath of the impact pushed Tony a few meters away ten meters away.

"Ahem."

Tony struggled to prop himself up from the ground, and when he confirmed that only the spear was stuck in place in the scorched earth, he let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground with a tired body, showing a relieved expression.

In the second battle, Iron Man Tony narrowly won!

The other side.

In the central square of London in the real world, the vision of the converging of celestial bodies in the sky is nearing the end, and with a blur of light and shadow, the earth London and the dark world are ambiguously connected again.

A cold wind blew coldly.

Beside the fountain of the original empty square, the figure of Malekes gradually emerged, kneeling on the ground, its body twitching and trembling, the red etheric energy constantly escaping and dissipating from the surface of its body, and the incomparably powerful momentum and vitality were also constantly plummeting.

"Why, my strength ......" Malecais's eyes glazed over, and he reached out to grab the escaped aether energy, but the red mist still flowed through his fingers.

Another gust of wind blew.

In front of Malecais, the area of the square, the red cloak hunt emerged, and then to the Thor's hammer, silver armor, rugged and frantic blonde hair......

Thor appeared in the square with a grim face, holding the Thor's hammer and walking towards Malekes.

Thor looked at the red energy that dissipated from Mal Cais, and said in a deep voice: "My father once said that you should never rely too much on external objects and third-party forces, only if you are strong inside, you are truly strong. You rely on the strength you receive, let alone defeat Kyle, even you can't defeat me! ”

"What's more, the aether particles are not in you, they are just residual energy given to you by others, and they will be gone when they are used up."

Thor came to Malekes and lifted Thor's hammer up, the lightning wrapping around his arm and the end of the hammer, and the strong wind blowing his blonde hair more and more wild and domineering.

Malekes froze where he was, having already given up his resistance, lost in the power of the dominant level he had just had.

"Go to Hell and repent!"

Thor decisively swung his hammer and slammed it down with a bolt of lightning, slaying the Dark Elf leader Malekais to the ground.