They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 58 Iron Monarch: Damn it! They're coming for me?!

In the night sky, two metallic figures trailing fiery tails flew one after the other.

"Little bunny!"

Obadiah Stanislav's roar exploded in the communication channel as he locked onto Tony ahead, unleashing a barrage of firepower.

Tony Stark, piloting his red and gold Iron Man suit, skillfully dodged the intense firepower fired by the Iron Monger.

However, he is currently using the reactor he built in the cave, which is running low on energy.

"Old man, back when you changed my diapers, you didn't have this much strength, did you?"

Thinking of this, Tony took a deep breath, still sharpening his tongue.

But his expression was unusually grave, Jarvis's warnings echoing in his ears, indicating that his energy was about to run out.

Upon hearing this, the Iron Monger's firepower intensified, drastically reducing Tony's room to dodge.

"boom--!"

Unable to dodge in time, the Mark III was grazed on the left shoulder by a small missile, which exploded in a burst of sparks.

The suit jolted violently, almost causing it to lose its balance.

"Hahaha! Got you!"

Obadiah laughed wildly, and the Iron Monger's massive metal arm shot out like a predatory beast, grabbing the Iron Man suit's calf.

"Ha~ Did you do a high-altitude frostbite test on that iron suit of yours?"

Tony didn't panic; instead, he asked Obadiah.

"what?"

Obadiah was taken aback by this and instinctively asked in return,

"What's the icing problem?"

Before he finished speaking, the flashing electronic eyes of the Iron Monger suddenly dimmed.

The massive machine suddenly froze, its power system failing completely in the high-altitude, low-temperature environment!
“*****!!”

Finding himself lacking motivation, Obadiah burst out cursing. He had paid so much money, and there was still such an obvious problem!
Tony, of course, wouldn't let this opportunity slip by, and struck back with his hand.

"boom!"

The Iron Monger, having lost its power, plummeted straight down from the sky like a giant piece of scrap metal, crashing with a loud bang onto the plaza in front of the Stark Industries building, kicking up clouds of dust.

Tony landed slowly not far away, the light from the Arc Reactor on his chest dimming considerably.

"Sir, the remaining energy is less than 15 percent. We recommend that you evacuate as soon as possible."

Jarvis's voice rang out at just the right moment.

"I know, I know."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, removed his helmet, revealing a slightly pale face.

Finally, that old bastard is dealt with...

However, he hadn't finished processing this idea.

"boom--!"

The Iron Monger reappeared, its two ferocious mechanical giant hands grabbing Iron Man, who had just landed, with lightning speed!

"Fuck!"

Tony's pupils contracted sharply as he tried to break free, but the Iron Monger's terrifying brute force held him firmly in place, and the metal shell of the Mark III groaned under the strain.

Given its weight, how could this thing still move after falling from such a height?

"You little brat, you think this is the end of it?"

"I told you, you're dead today! Stark Industries can only be mine!"

Obadiah's sinister voice came from behind the Iron Monger's mask, carrying the madness of someone who had survived a catastrophe.

If the power system hadn't recovered at the critical moment, he would have been finished...

With that, Obadiah exerted force on Iron Monger's hands, preparing to crush Tony along with his proud armor!
"Ahhhh——!"

Tony let out a furious roar of despair, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

However, the expected intense squeezing pain did not come.

"Ok?"

Obadiah was stunned. He could feel the Iron Monger's arm exerting all its strength, but the target didn't budge. Instead... "Crack! Sizzle—!"

A series of ear-piercing metallic twisting sounds and the crackling of electric sparks rang out!

Iron Monger's two thick metal arms were eerily crackling with electricity at their joints, and then...

With a "bang," it broke apart cleanly!
"What the hell?!"

Obadiah was completely stunned. Looking at his armor's two useless "arms," ​​he roared in disbelief:

"What did you do?! What dirty tricks are you hiding?!"

Me? I don't know either!

What the hell is going on?
Tony was also completely baffled, because this was not something he had done at all.

Just as the two were deeply confused, a black figure descended silently from the sky like a ghost.

It was a black suit with a very biological design, and you could even see the muscle lines of a human body.

Even more surprisingly, several spherical protrusions of varying sizes, resembling crystal balls, are embedded in key areas such as his chest, shoulders, back of hands, and knees, radiating light.

It was Harry Osborn who arrived just in time, along with his X-Cybernet No. 3!
"Om-!"

Accompanied by a deep, energetic hum, several of the [Magnetic Field Control Units] shone brightly.

The next moment, an invisible magnetic field so powerful it was suffocating suddenly erupted!
The once menacing Iron Monger seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, its two supporting metal legs twisted into pretzels with a teeth-grinding "creak" sound!
"Boom!"

Losing the support of its legs, the Iron Monger's massive metal body crashed to the ground, kicking up even more dust.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

Inside the Iron Monger's cockpit, Obadiah stared at the various alarms flashing red on the screen and the ominous black figure on the external monitor, and cursed loudly.

He slammed his hand on the control panel, and the missile launcher on the Iron Monger's shoulder instantly popped open.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Six small homing missiles, trailing plumes of flame, hurtled toward Harry in mid-air at incredible speed!

Faced with a saturation attack powerful enough to blow a main battle tank to pieces, Harry simply raised his right hand calmly.

A strange scene happened.

The six high-speed missiles, several meters away from Harry, seemed to have hit an invisible wall, suddenly hovering in mid-air. The red light at the warhead fuses flashed rapidly, and then... they went out, losing all power, and fell limply to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, blinding sparks burst from the Iron Monger lying on the ground, and crackling noises came from the joints of its thick armor. Finally, even the lights in the cockpit went out completely, turning it into a real pile of scrap metal.

"..."

Tony Stark's eyes widened, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg beneath his steel mask.

Obadiah's tin can was clearly inspired by the Mark I he hammered out in the cave.

But it was still a product made with the most advanced technology and materials from Stark Industries, and its defensive capabilities were ridiculously overpowered.

The results of it?
Compared to this black guy, it was like a paper toy, easily dismantled into parts in no time!
Doesn't that make his Iron Man suit seem useless?

Thinking about this, Tony's expression turned somewhat displeased.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

Phil Coulson led a team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and charged in.

When they saw the scene, they were stunned.

"Mr. Osborne?"

Coulson stepped forward and tentatively called out. The suit in front of him was clearly different from the last one, but there should only be one company in the world with this technology.

"Hmm~"

Harry nodded and then removed his armor.

"Mr. Osborne, thank you very much for your timely assistance!"

Upon seeing Harry himself inside, Coulson breathed a sigh of relief.

He then immediately ordered his men to step forward and control the completely paralyzed Iron Monger, in an attempt to get Obadiah out of the room.

"Harry Osborn?"

Upon hearing the name, Tony Stark was startled. Of course, he knew this young genius who had recently risen to fame in New York and even the world...

(End of this chapter)