The last trump card was also dissolved, and this time Kang was completely exhausted. His eyes widened and he froze in place, in a state of disbelief, not moving for a long time.

It was beyond his imagination.

Even in the forty-first century, Kang was not just an ordinary commoner. He was nicknamed "The Conqueror" and was the ruler of the earth in the forty-first century. He possessed cutting-edge technology that was at the forefront of its time even in the forty-first century, and his armor was the culmination of the highest level of technology of that era, and with this suit, he should be able to easily sweep everything for the next two thousand years.

But he was actually defeated in this backward era!

Now that the humiliation has become secondary, it is more important that he must withdraw from the battlefield - there is no chance of winning if he continues to fight like this, and it is also true that no matter how reluctant he is. He must retreat and regroup until he comes up with a better way to make a comeback.

But the fortune of this conqueror from the future may have been terrible in this era.

When he traveled back from the future with the help of the Time Machine, his equipment was marked. The forty-first-century space-time machine has locked onto his armor across long periods of time, as if it had dropped anchor in the long river of history. With just one button, the anchor can be retrieved at any time, and no matter what era or place the other person is, the time machine will lock him pinpoint, sucking him back from the past to the era to which he belongs.

This is also his last backup plan - even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that he will encounter some trouble in the primitive society thousands of years ago, he can get out at any time without real danger.

But the problem now is that his anchor has failed.

The previous battle was too intense for Kang to be unaware of, but the time-keeping module of his suit seemed to have been damaged in the heat of battle. Although the system has performed an automatic repair, the module is still rebooting and will take at least ten seconds.

Unfortunately, Kang's ultimate move just now also over-depleted the armor, and the positive energy of the suit dried up at this time. Although his suit has the ability to recharge in time and the energy can recover itself, it also takes a little time.

And he doesn't seem to have that time anymore.

The nano armor on Michael's right forearm deformed rapidly, like thousands of miniature reptiles crawling rapidly, reassembling the armor and transforming his entire forearm into a giant cannon.

The Reality Rough Stone bloomed red, and the energy output power was adjusted to the peak that could be reached so far. The energy visible to the naked eye turned into a rushing undercurrent that surged into the barrel of the cannon. The dark red ball of light swelled rapidly in the pitch-black barrel, and the temperature of the barrel was vertical to the upper body, and a dark red electric current burst out from the edge, making a crackling sound. The light flow in front of the muzzle converged, and little by little, a dark red magic array was outlined, slowly rotating under the urging of the light flow.

Kang half-knelt on the ground, looking at the red light with a pale face, and there was nothing he could do.

There is no point in defending, anything that stands in the way will be broken down by that energy. It was not only a powerful energy impact that was against the sky, but also carried an irresistible power of the law. That's exactly what that magic circle was set up for - spells developed by Michael and Strange together, designed to use the special functions of the Reality Primordial. The primordial energy emitted through this circle has the ability to modify reality, and even if the energy output reaches enough strength, even reality itself can be destroyed.

For a few seconds, even Kang's mind was unequivocal with these words—dead.

It's kind of funny to say. His forty-first-century ruler, Kang the Conqueror, who wielded supreme power, would end up in the hands of a primitive man 2,000 years ago. If this news is transmitted back to the future, it will definitely make people laugh out of their teeth.

But it seems that his luck has not run out.

At the moment when the red ball of light in the cannon's muzzle was brewing to the limit and was about to burst out under the cluster of countless electric currents, the red light suddenly disappeared.

The circle dissipated, the electricity vanished, and the cannon muzzle of the black hole sizzled with white smoke, and it seemed that all of a sudden it had died down.

Kang knelt there in a daze, looking at this guy inexplicably, and some didn't understand which one he was singing.

“...... Shirley, what's the situation? ”

"The output energy is too high, the original stone energy has disturbed the self-regulation ability of the nano vibranium, and part of the armor on the right arm has partially failed, and an attempt is being made to fix the error." Shirley said, "As I said, this is only a prototype, and there may be unforeseen problems in actual combat." ”

"The time module reboot is complete and the time anchor is being calibrated...... The calibration is complete and the time anchor is online. Kang's suit also gave a hint at this stall.

Michael frowned. He quickly raised his left arm, five fingers and one finger, and the pulsed light cannon flew out of his palm, heading straight for Kang's position. But it was too late. The green light enveloped his body the moment before the pulse cannon hit, and Kang's figure became pitch black and illusory, disappearing in place in a matter of seconds. The pulsed beam pierced through the afterimage, blasting a crater in the ground behind Kang.

Michael reluctantly lowered his arm: "Okay, it sounds like you want to say 'I told you earlier'?" ”

"You're the boss, I'm only responsible for making recommendations, but the decision is yours." Shirley said, pausing and smiling playfully, "But yes, 'I told you that'." ”

"Maybe I should listen to you." Michael shrugged. The nanomaterials quickly repaired the gidigar armor of the right arm, the cannon was disarmed, and the arm was restored to its original state.

Michael looked at his right hand and clenched his fist.

"After all, it's a prototype, and it looks like there's still a lot of work to be done...... But it's pretty good. ”

***

In the future, two thousand years later, the base camp of Kang the Conqueror.

The green light appeared, and Kang appeared in the ball of light on his knees.

The nearby subordinates hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Kang waved his hand impatiently and refused.

"Pass my orders," Kang stood up, his hands behind his back, and regained his royal bearing, "All the combat units currently stationed on Earth are ready for me. We are ready to make a big time and space jump, and the whole army is ready to go into the 21st century. ”

The cronies beside him were stunned for a moment, obviously frightened by this decision, and asked with a stammer: "But, but...... Doing so might get the guy ......"

Kang glared at him gloomily, "You want to question my decision?" ”

"No...... Not at all. The cronie hurriedly lowered his head, "I conveyed immediately." ”