Chapter 675: The Birth of Iron Man [Medium] (First Update)

How powerful can a Freedom Horn explosion be?

The official data given by Stark Industries is that a genuine [Freedom] series of Horn missiles is equipped with about 450 kilograms of explosives, which can effectively destroy any fortification or ship, and at the same time, the Horn missile can also be equipped with a fat doll system to avoid any troubles that are not matched.

But it's not the genuine licensed goods that are exploding now.

It is a replica of the Hammer Industries promotion.

Mighty.

On the basis of the power of genuine licensed goods, make a discount, consider that this is a buy one get one free, and then put a discount on the discount......

Imitate the moment when the horn of freedom exploded.

Jazz, who didn't expect Obadiah to have such a commotion, hurriedly retreated while fighting against the steel overlord metal storm and kicked Tony, who was in the explosion range, out.

Boom!

Tony directly turned into a trapeze.

Rumble!

The blast caused by the explosion added Tony Stark's flight time even more.

Meanwhile.

Burst!

Poof!

Genuine Horn Liberty Horn missiles won't leave any wreckage behind after they explode, after all, Stark Industries' motto is faster, more accurate, and no pain.

But fake?

Under the shock wave of the explosion, the inferior debris formed by the explosion of the Horn Liberty missile was also accompanied by the shock wave like a sound wave to the surrounding area.

Ding Ding Ding!

Most of the debris hit Jazz's body like a beautiful symphony.

Although Jazz fended off most of the shards, a small part of the shards broke through Jazz's defensive circle and bombarded Tony, who was flying in the air without the power to dodge.

Poof!

Tony's chest turned red instantly, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, powerlessly slamming it on the rather primitive ground like a rag doll.

Jazz saw this.

Bang bang bang!

At the five steel overlords who were running towards them, a chain of photons blasted out.

Forthwith!

Jazz turned into a blue-and-white Pontiac sports car, and Tony, who was already a little weak, turned into a dazzling light and flew towards the mountains in the distance.

Obadiah Stan, who was hiding somewhere and controlling the Iron Overlord's army, had a sinister sneer on his lips.

Want to run?

It's not that easy.

However, just when Obadiah was about to urge the remaining five steel overlords to pursue the past.

Boom!

A beam of missiles exploded in an instant at a position above the battlefield.

The next second.

The graphite powder that covered the sky blasted to the ground at the moment of the explosion.

Click!

Obadiah frowned, looked at the [signal short circuit] warning that appeared on the control screen, and slapped the table angrily.

Obadiah is also a ruthless person, seeing the blue-white glare that has left the line of sight through the high-definition first perspective, and directly activates the self-detonation button.

The next second.

Rumble!

Boom!

The sound of fifty explosions that continued to shake instantly shocked the land.

The natives living here looked in the direction of the native military base, with a look of horror and a deep hint of resentment and anger towards the invaders......

After the helicopter that took off from the military base dodged the fifty bombings, it quickly switched targets in the command of the base and searched for the shape-shifting car that was fleeing into the distance.

Not far away.

A blue-and-white Pontiac sports car is like a phantom driving through a complex mountainous route, evading the pursuit of a helicopter in the sky.

"Turn on the communication device."

"Starting."

"Successful launch, call Mr. Mark Louis."

Call ......

Just as Jazz was about to turn the table in the Justice Department building and cry about someone in the dark scene.

Tony, who was lying in the back seat, hurriedly said, "Sir, don't fight." ”

Jazz said, "Tony, you're in a bad situation right now. ”

"No, I'm fine." Tony got up from the back seat, his face was a little ruddy, and he directly ripped off his clothes, staring at the injury in his chest and frowning.

Ding.

Tony tossed aside the delicate crystal bottle he had just drunk in his hand.

Yes.

This is what Mark threw to Tony before leaving.

Moon water.

An exclusive product from the Forest of the Elves, loved by the vast number of transcendent beings, and its value is comparable to the points of the Wizarding Dimension Library, which can be used as the hard currency of the transcendent world.

Mark didn't have much left.

Actually, Mark didn't want to give it.

But when he thought that if Tony really burped, Mark would still have to trouble the king of hell who would break down and howl at every turn when he reached middle age, Mark thought about it and threw a drop of moon water in a crystal bottle to Tony.

A king of hell who cries his nose at every turn is simply an alternative among the other.

Shame in Mephisto in the Lords of Hell.

Well.

That's it.

Merely.

A drop of moon water can restore Tony's vitality, but it can't restore the injuries that have been done.

Tony tossed aside the loot he had just picked up down the slope and said in clear pain, "Sir, show me my current injuries." ”

Jazz hesitated.

The rear seat side of the seat automatically rises to reveal something neatly arranged inside.

Tony was slightly stunned.

Jazz said, "Tony, you need to bring your instruments." ”

Tony silently watched as the two large clips that seemed to be used for expedited charging fell into an eerie silence.

They're all talking Autobots.

Why do I need to wear this thing to show my physical condition?

And also.

How do I bring this thing?

Click.

Click.

Tony took the big clamp and closed it up and down.

Mars in all directions.

"One plus the head and one with the legs."

"No, I won't."

“…… Calling ......"

"Wait."

Tony's beard, stained with yellow sand, shook up and down.

This would be if you call Mark.

Tony had almost already imagined the scene that would play out.

"I warned you a long time ago."

"Look."

"Hahaha."

Christ Jesus was above, and the thought of Mark's infuriating laughter made Tony feel uncomfortable.

But.

Tony looked at the big clip that was steaming up and down with some numbness, and said hesitantly, "You Autobots use this thing to save yourself." ”

"Of course." Sir parked himself in a natural mountain cave and said, "This is the first aid that every Autobot must bring, so that we can rescue our comrades more quickly when the injured medical vehicles cannot arrive in time for the wounded comrades on the battlefield." ”

"Use this big clip ......," Tony was silent at this point.

All right.

What do you use if you don't use a big clamp when your car is injured?

Half ringing.

Tony grabbed a large clamp in one hand and finally confirmed with some concern, "Are you sure this won't electrocute me?" ”

"I'll take care of the electricity."

“…… All right. ”

Tony felt the life that was about to overflow and stop gradually declining, and knew that there were only two paths left.

Either save yourself.

Or call an off-site helpline.

Mark chose the former.

"Hmm!"

After a loud grunt, Tony fell silent again as he watched as Jazz projected the interface of the body's functions in front of him.

Oil alerts.

Gasoline alerts.

Oil change alarm.

……

Jazz seems to be aware of it, too.

The interface instantly expands, leaving a human form in its own right.

The picture clearly shows Tony's physical state at this moment.

But......

Tony at the moment he saw the picture.

Gaze.

Noticing the energy source that was rolling down next to him, he was glowing with a faint blue light.

At the same time as it.

Tony thought of a word.

"Why are you so troublesome? It's better to dig a hole in your chest and stuff it into the ark reactor, the whole person is still flashing, and it looks very classy. ”

Tony: "...... MMP, Mark this crow's beak !!!"