After the battle, Tony is now dying, and his armor has become extremely heavy due to the destruction of the endoskeleton system. He struggled to look up at the black-gold figure as he walked towards Killian, and asked inexplicably, "You...... Who is it? ”

Like him, Killian's side was full of questions. Killian, who was bombarded by the pulse cannon, got up in embarrassment and frowned: "What do you want to do?" ”

Ignoring any of their questions, Michael raised his right hand indifferently. He gestured, and with a twist of his palm, the Dao Fire Line outlined a circular circle in the air out of thin air, and exploded abruptly on Killian's face. Killian was blown up and flipped backwards a few times in a comical manner.

However, his strong physical fitness and self-healing ability made him not really hurt, but only angered by such a provocative action. Killian scrambled to his feet and glared at Michael with anger on his face, as if the flames had been released from his pores in their true form, haunting him.

It doesn't matter who he is, anyway, he is now the "ultimate creature" and has become the most perfect species, even if it is the head of the hydra, anyone who dares to stand in front of him will only be burned to ashes!

Scrapping Stark's proud Iron Man armor with his bare hands boosted Killian's confidence as if he were already the most powerful being on the planet. He didn't pay any attention to this new obstructor, and he didn't even bother to find out why the other party suddenly attacked him.

It's just another ridiculous metal cloak that he can tear to shreds in minutes.

Killian hunched his back, gathering strength like a starting cheetah. He exploded with speed, and his body popped out, cutting straight out like a line of fire. He made a knife in his hand, and the fiery energy of lava was brewing in it, slicing through the air and slashing at Michael's throat.

Michael raised only one arm unpretentiously, blocking the path of his slash.

Kiri was amused. The battle with Iron Man just now has proved that even the high-strength gold and titanium alloy is vulnerable to the heavy blows of his great strength and high temperature, and this shallow and simple defense can easily cut off the opponent's arm with armor.

But to his complete surprise, this flaming hand knife was really blocked by the other party's casual block, and the back of his hand slashed the alloy shell, and the high temperature of 5,000 degrees had no effect.

Kiri was surprised, but his movements were not slow at all. One move was blocked, and the second followed. The Desperate Virus has greatly strengthened all the functions of his body, and his fists alternate, the speed of his fists is dazzling, and each fist shadow leaves a red-hot line of fire in the air, and the flames are intertwined and burns people's eyes.

Michael's arms flew and he continued to disassemble Kyrian's cascading boxing. Although his response was quick and fast, he was not at all in a hurry, and every move was full of calm and unhurried. Killian's attacks became more and more fierce and violent, but no matter how frantically he pressed Michael, he could not move. His pair of alloy boots were like rooting and nailed to the floor, connecting Killian with forty or fifty moves without taking a step back.

In fact, if it was really serious to fight back against Killian, he would have been defeated, but this is Michael's first time in battle with this vibranium armor, and the sparring of a so-called "ultimate creature" like Kirian is not something you can encounter every day, so in line with the idea of cherishing and using rare resources, Michael has the intention to use him to try the performance of the vibranium armor, so he only defends and does not attack for dozens of rounds.

Killian seemed to have vaguely seen some clues, but deep down he refused to admit that the power he had worked so hard to obtain would not be strong enough. He yelled and ramped up his offensive again. Dazzling flames burst out from all over him, and the heat of the Dao was activated with each of his punches. Killian's whole body was like a flying dragon, and his shadow was too fast to see and wrestling. The blazing wind blew away, and the scorching heat seemed to roast the entire experimental field.

Tony felt a little suffocated. His helmet had been torn off by Killian and tossed aside during the battle, and even the beads of sweat on his forehead were evaporating as they seeped out of his pores. Although he was still some distance away from the center of the battle, he felt that he might be roasted and dehydrated if he continued like this.

After hundreds of rounds, Killian's enhanced vision finally helped him catch such a fleeting flaw in the opponent. He lifted all his strength, and the heat of his whole body poured into the punch. Endless flames poured down the boiling blood into his arm, and the scorching air rushed out of his fist like a fire-breathing dragon. The blazing power overwhelmed the mountains and seas, breaking through the defense line with an indomitable power, like a volcanic eruption hitting the opponent's left cheek......

Michael's head is off a few degrees.

Killian kept his fist glued to the other man's face, and his whole person was petrified on the spot, his expression like he had drunk a sip of spoiled milk.

With all his might, he unleashed a heat of over 5,000 degrees, and what he thought was an earth-shattering punch that could break through everything was slamming into the other man's face, and this guy only tilted his head.

...... Why don't you pretend to save some face?

Michael's right foot lifted sharply, and one kicked Killian in the chest, causing him to step back and forth. Then Michael's right hand was bluffed, and his palm spat out a circle, and the line of fire formed the shape of a short sword. He skillfully held the sword in his hand and danced a sparkling sword flower.

Killian gritted his teeth and approached again, reaching for Michael's helmet. Michael slashed his arm with a sword, but Killian couldn't catch it, and his arm was easily slashed off by a sword, and half of his red-hot arm hit the ground and quickly melted to the ground.

Killian let out a low growl, but still wouldn't give up, and his other hand sprinted over his shoulder, looking like a bruised beast. Michael's blade flipped, the sword flashed, and Killian's other arm was thrown high. He then slapped him in the face, and pulsing cannons mixed with Terrigan hedron energy exploded in Killian's face. This blow hit Killian with a somersault on his back, half of his entire head was blown off, and he lay straight on the ground and didn't move.

Both arms were chopped off, and half of his head was blown off...... According to common sense, this is the manifestation of Da Luo Jinxian, and it is not saved. However, when the lock frame inside Michael's monitor automatically locked onto Killian's body, the detector still returned a "strong sign of life" result.

Michael moved his eyebrows.

I'm afraid this guy is really a cockroach, and he can't even kill him.

Killian's body twitched, then slowly crawled to his feet. The one that was left of him was cold, and the burning blood was running under his skin. His broken arms began to grow back little by little, and even half of his face that had been blown off was healed and recovered by the red light.

In a few moments, his arms and face were back to normal, not even a single scar remained.

Killian twisted his neck, his bones clicking.

"I don't know who you are or what you are capable of." He said coldly, "But you can't kill me." ”

"Don't be so sure."

Michael raised his hand, and the circle condensed, and four golden chains shot out from the four corners, firmly binding Killian's limbs. Killian roared under his breath and struggled violently, but even the heat of his body could not break free from the chains of magic.

Michael alternated his hands and quickly formed a complex seal. He staggered his palms and pinched a golden circle in each. Mars drew a golden circle along the soles of Killian's feet, and the intricate patterns within the circles were reminiscent of some ancient ritual.

"It sounds like you're pretty confident in your temperature."

Michael said indifferently, his right hand raised up.

"Meet Mephisto's 'Hellfire'."

The circle on the ground swirled, opening up a bottomless dark space. Dark red flames slammed up the circle, like a pillar of magma that burst through the ground, engulfing Killian's entire body. Killian let out a scream, he struggled violently, tugging at the chains of his magic and shaking them on the spot, but he could not break free from the flames of the depths of Hell.

Desperate Virus desperately tries to repair the damage done to his body, but that's simply not possible. The flames from the depths of hell can burn not only the body, but also the soul.

After a few seconds, the circle swirled and the flames dissipated. The hellfire burned Aldridge Killian's body and soul, and even his ashes were completely annihilated in the flames.

Watching as the last of Killian's shards turned to debris, Michael slowly turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait a minute," Tony struggled to his feet, "what the hell are you ...... Who is it? ”

The other party did not stop answering. Tony's vision was a little blurred, and he leaned on the wall with one hand, watching the black and gold armor walk with its back towards him into the blinding white sunlight outside the door, his back gradually disappearing into the light.