For the duke, what Tony wants to know most is naturally the identity of the baron. After all, he was the leader of the Hydra, the real source of trouble.

But from a personal point of view, this is not necessarily what he thinks in his heart. With the baron, Tony didn't have too many festives and grudges. On the contrary, it is with Steve Rogers and the Winter Soldier, and there is an indescribable past and hatred between them.

Therefore, as soon as Timur's words came out, Tony immediately dispelled his previous thoughts, and questioned Timur in between.

In such a situation, Timur naturally did not have any idea of deceit. His own life is in the hands of others, and it is indeed too unwise to play tricks at this time. So, he immediately gave Tony the answer.

Knowing the answer he wanted, Tony did not leave Timur behind. Because Timur's words have not been verified to be true or false, and because even if this person becomes a waste, he is a very dangerous existence. He wouldn't do the stupid thing of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, so he just carried him and stepped on the arm he had fallen to the ground.

The tremendous force instantly trampled the severed arm and several rings on it into smites, and this caused Timur to immediately let out a scream as if he had been slashed. His face began to twitch incessantly, and his heart was bleeding as if he had been cut by a thousand knives. It doesn't matter if he loses his arm, but losing these rings with magical powers is worse than killing him.

Soon, though, he learned to accept this terrible reality. Because he understands the truth that people are swords and I am fish and meat, so even if his heart hurts, he can only be ruthless, close his eyes tightly, and let himself not pay attention to all this.

Tony's purpose in destroying those magic rings was naturally not to make this guy feel distressed. He doesn't have that much spare time to waste on him. He had only one purpose, and that was another set of armor that had been frozen in ice.

Ice cubes with ring energy as their root are indeed very difficult to break. But if this energy is destroyed, then the situation is different.

Without the power of the ring, the thick layer of ice wrapped around the armor immediately began to melt, and seeing that the steel armor regained its kinetic energy and reappeared in front of him, Tony threw Timur in his hand towards the armor as soon as he shook his hand.

The armor controlled by his consciousness immediately began to disintegrate, and while Timur's body was still in mid-air, the entire armor had already turned into parts at an extremely fast speed, and then had to be worn on Timur's body again. It's like turning him into a steel-armored driver. Of course, he wasn't much of a driver, but just a prisoner.

With Tony in control of his every move, he doesn't have any autonomy at all. And for Tony, such a Timur is more valuable than a layer of use. Because who can tell who they are from the outside? Isn't it a very beneficial situation to use him like this to confuse the eyes of others?

Tony, who has a shrewd calculation in his heart, intends to do so. And in this regard, Timur naturally did not have any ability to resist. He could only be manipulated by Tony like a marionette, flying together to the location he said he was talking about.

India is still the same small place when I first met Smith Chow. At this moment, this dilapidated little town has a rather special place. That's the temple, a very special kind of temple.

India is a polytheistic country. His situation is somewhat similar to that of Japan in the past, that is, there are so many gods that you may not be able to count. Hinduism, Brahmaism, Buddhism, each religion has more than 10,000 gods that you need to worship, so even the Indians themselves may not be able to tell how many gods there are in their religion.

This has led to the fact that most of the temples in India have a large number of statues of gods and goddesses. There are statues of Buddhas in Buddhist temples, and statues of great gods such as Shiva and Brahma in Brahmanism and Hinduism. Many small temples also enshrine gods such as the monkey Hanuman, Indra, Yaksha and Shura.

In terms of shape, it can be said that there are many strange. So it's no surprise that you see anything in the temple.

However, even if it looks like this, you have to admit that the current temple is a little too strange. Because there are no sculptures of gods in this temple at all, and the sculptures placed in it, no matter how you look at it, are nothing more than people.

Moreover, it is different from those practices who put sacred names on an ordinary person and create all kinds of incredible false legends for him. The pedestal below each of the sculptures here is inscribed with the life stories of the people involved in Hindi, English, Chinese, French and German. There is no false language in it, all of them are the most authentic historical events. And this really makes the Indians who are used to worshiping God begin to be puzzled.

A statue that has no magical powers, no legends, is it necessary for them to worship?

With such an idea, the newly built temple was directly reduced to a desolate state at the beginning.

However, this is only the beginning. It was true that this temple could not give them the kind of satisfaction they wanted. But it can give them materially, what no temple can give them.

There are so many temples in India, have you ever seen a temple that regularly distributes food and clothing? Most temples in India ask for money from believers, have you ever seen a temple that gives money to the poor? Not to mention the fact that medical care and education have always been closely related to people's livelihood. So soon, this temple attracted a lot of devotees, and there were even people who walked hundreds of miles to take advantage of it.

That's right, take advantage. This is probably the idea of most Indians who come to this temple. It can never be said that industrious Indians have always been unceremonious about this free cheapness. Although it is necessary to listen to the teachings of some temple monks to receive this kind of almsgiving, it is not a problem at all for Indians who do not know how many gods to worship all their lives.

In just a few months, the temple became a famous temple. The locals even regard this temple, which they call the temple of man, as a symbol of their own place. It's all a look of glory. And this sense of proud identification led them to ignore a special issue at the same time, that is, the owner of this temple.

The owner of the temple was a white man with blonde hair and blue eyes. This is special because there has never been a precedent for a white man to preside over a temple in India. Most of the temples in India are presided over by high-ranking aristocrats of Brahmin ancestry, and this class system has allowed them to firmly hold on to a special area of religion. The presiding officer of the human temple is obviously a special case in this field, because of this, many surrounding temples have been united together, intending to do something to the human temple.

Of course, this doesn't have much to do with ordinary people. At least for most of the Indians in this town, they are accustomed to the human temple and its white man.

And today, as usual, the abbot, who is revered as a master, has long been giving clothes and food to the poor in the temple, and the monks in the temple have begun to heal those who are sick.

This tall, majestic and compassionate white master held a very high position among all the Indians who came to worship, and he simply walked past the Indians with a smile on his face, and all the Indians who saw him bowed respectfully on both sides of the road he had walked and bowed to him.

Now there are people who have begun to say that this is a contemporary saint-like character. It is a more noble being than Mahatma Gandhi. Although this white master did not admit this, he had already been recognized by most of his followers in private. This made their devotion to him even more religious. It can be said that it is like worshipping him as a god.

Yes, these Indian believers already think of him as a god. And if he is a god who walks in the world, then today is the day of the manifestation of this god.

Almsgiving had just ended, and the white abbot had just returned to the temple. The Indians, who were still worshipping the sculptures in the temple, saw a flash of fire in the sky shooting towards the back of the temple. Many people thought it was a vision from heaven and wanted to go to the back of the temple to see what had fallen. And as soon as they left, a group of monks who were in charge of the temple stopped these curious fellows.

They had already received a notice from their own hosts not to let any idle people enter the backyard. Therefore, these monks with dual identities naturally will not let anyone enter a place where they should not enter. And in that tightly guarded backyard, Steve Rogers, dressed in white robes, had already seen the uninvited guest.

Tony's appearance was unexpected by Steve. But after being taken aback, he smiled slightly, and then made a Buddhist folded hands salute to the steel armor standing across from him.

"I didn't expect to see you in this capacity in this place! Tony, my friend, we really haven't seen each other in a long time! ”

"It's been a long time!"

Looking at Steve's outfit and the situation around him, Tony just sneered.

"What do you mean by this monk's dress? Do you want to lay down the butcher's knife and wash away your sins with devout faith? It's ridiculous, Steve. The sin in you cannot be washed away no matter what. When you stand here, you are defiling the purity of this place! ”