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They dodged the white beams of light summoned by the spell with extreme agility. They used their spider-like prosthetic limbs to move across the ground as if it were flat ground, or used their transparent insect-like wings to vibrate at high speed and fly nimbly. In short, all their attacks missed the target.

They flew or climbed onto people's bodies, and stuck their sharp, hooked mechanical limbs into their flesh. In a panic, the priest even tried to pull them out with his hands, but it was useless.

Explosions rang out one after another. Tony Stark, who was originally trying to lock onto the source of the strange energy, turned his head quickly. He seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale. He prayed sincerely that the other party would not die.

It was not until now that he remembered that this mission was not like the previous ones where he could just crush all standing hostile creatures into pieces. This was a mission of exploration and puzzle solving.

If the other party really died in such an unclear manner, not to mention whether the mission could be completed, Little Red Riding Hood would probably look at him as a human scum.

Tony Stark was so afraid that he might do something wrong with good intentions that he even forgot that time in this world could be reversed at will.

After the smoke cleared, there was no bloody scene as he had imagined, but it was also beyond his comprehension.

The direction where the other party was originally located was replaced by a standing gray stone statue.

"This was done in one go. The grave was dug and the tombstone was built before he died???" Tony Stark complained subconsciously, and then he was hit hard by the gathered energy.

356 A complete victory or an incomplete victory is only a choice

The impact of the huge energy accumulation was so great that not only his armor but even his own body was damaged. Blood was oozing from his skin all over his body, and at least 20% of his external armor was lost and evaporated into thin air.

But the next moment, a part of the original mecha was suddenly separated and turned into countless small nanomolecules. The whole mecha instantly became thinner, and the damage was repaired intact. As for those wounds, if it were when he was still a completely pure human being, it would be really fatal, but now he doesn't even need medical maintenance, just a simple rest for a while.

Before he could continue his research, the stone statue began to crack and shake violently.

"Is he resurrecting from the dead? He can't stand the oppression of the coffin lid and starts to resist?" Tony Stark said it lightly, but the energy beam cannon in his hand was already gathering, and all the equipment was locked on the opponent's body and began to analyze.

It was difficult for him to fully understand this kind of thing that was somewhat magical, so he didn't know what tricks the other party had and whether they could restrain themselves. But no matter what the situation was, it would never be wrong to remain vigilant.

The statue cracked completely as he expected, and the originally weak life signal immediately returned to its peak state.

"...It really doesn't make any sense." The laser cannon bombarded like a shadow, but was protected by a layer of transparent golden passport. As the opponent chanted the spell, more and more suppressed energy began to gather, like the sword of Damocles that was about to fall on his head.

"How's the Jarvis energy analysis comparison going?"

More violent and fiery artillery fire bombarded one after another, and the originally flashing golden light gradually dimmed. This was a competition to see who could stand longer, but Tony Stark was confident that he could win.

The injury he suffered was not in vain.

"Sir, we have analyzed the energy used by the opponent and optimized the energy shield. It can now intercept the opponent's attack, but it cannot completely weaken or offset it."

"That's enough."

Both men stood there looking at each other. The priest was unable to move due to the huge loss of energy, while Tony Stark found that there was no point in moving. The final lock transcended the space itself, and the armor he currently carried in his hands could not solve this fatal problem.

It seems that he still underestimated the difficulty of this mission, Tony Stark couldn't help but think.

He couldn't bring a large number of mecha troops with him every time he went into battle without knowing the situation clearly. Even if he was rich, he had to consider the mining rate of precious energy. Some special production materials had been almost consumed by him, and he had already begun to consider the mining and development of alien planets.

Those locked energies fell down in unison, and the azure energy shield suddenly and evenly distributed around Zhuang Jia.

The golden shield on the opposite side also exploded with a loud bang. The thick smoke and flying rocks produced by the violent explosion even disturbed those who were standing by and watching the battle.

The ghost looked at the apple that was almost covered in dust with some regret, and then decisively swept it away with void energy.

The originally bright red apple immediately began to turn dark, and even emitted a regular rhythm of life.

Perhaps in a little longer, this apple will become a void creature, and it will not be strange if it has the ability to think independently at that time.

But the ghost had already eaten the apple into the void, and with a satisfied look on his face, he looked for the void to ask for it again.

The apples in the empty world are the crispest and juiciest the ghost has ever eaten. It has already begun to plan to exchange some things for a large number of apples.

The void that resided in Kong stared at the scene in amazement, then decisively and desolately shrank into a small ball, and even Kong temporarily lost his sense of the void.

As the smoke and dust cleared in the distance, half of Tony Stark's armor was destroyed in the battle, and his face was covered in blood.

If this still doesn't lead to victory, Tony Stark will have to consider using the lab benches he assembled with great difficulty and the machines he usually uses for movement to repair his armor.

What if this guy wasn't dealt with, and the problem wasn't over? Wouldn't he be left without a means of transportation? Wouldn't he be able to rest and relax? That would be terrible.

The identical stone statue reappeared in the smoke and dust, and Tony Stark, sensing something bad, cursed again.

"What the hell is this?"

Then he sat down on the ground in a very unruly manner. It was not that the power system was damaged. After all, he could dismantle and reassemble the other nanorobots on the armor at any time.

Tony Stark just felt a little tired and was considering whether it would be useful to use the remaining bodies he had to build a huge fishing net?

But without a magic shield, what good would it do to trap the opponent in place? The opponent hadn't moved a single step since the fight began, so all he had done was a waste of materials.

"These are the gods' protection, pagans."

The other person's face gradually appeared under the cracked stone statue, and Tony Stark felt a little annoyed and wanted to scratch his hair.

Did he really have to sacrifice his pitiful means of transportation? Well, while those means of transportation combined with the armor he was currently wearing would form a complete armor, Tony Stark felt it was too much of a loss to resort to such means to defeat this thing.

However, the next moment a guy wrapped in flames almost rushed over.

If it weren't for the ghost grabbing his cloak.

Green's rage reached its peak when he heard the word "pagan". This was a naked humiliation for them, whose faith was empty. It was something he could not endure.

Didn’t you see that Chunchun got so angry that he put his hands behind his back and pressed his bone nails?

But the ghost had previously promised to let Tony Stark deal with it alone, so it would stop Green and Pure.

This is also the reason why Chunchun has been able to restrain himself from taking action until now. He knows that God will never agree with them interfering with other people's duels without authorization.

Tony Stark vaguely heard the compromise and negotiation coming from the other side, but it had nothing to do with him. He looked at the guy who stood up again, just laughed heartily twice and snapped his fingers.

The priest, who had been pretending to be happy, showed an expression of disbelief and panic when he saw the small robots coming out from the ground.

He can indeed be resurrected unlimitedly, but he has also experienced the taste of death in reality.

He didn't even have time to cast a spell before a violent explosion ended his life once again.

When the familiar stone statue reappeared in front of Tony Stark, a new round of explosions began.

357 Wait, are we missing someone?

In the second half, Tony Stark finally remembered that he had time to play around and stopped holding back.

Anyway, he figured that instead of wasting time and effort and failing to win, it would be better to kill the opponent once and for all to find his weakness, which would make it much easier to kill him next time or when negotiating.

He had already found out that the other party could hear sounds while being a statue, so the statue must be a living thing, and the next thing would be very simple and straightforward.

I hope that after those self-destructive robots explode, some flesh and blood can be left for collection and research. Even if it is difficult to develop targeted weapons in this harsh place, it is always good to fill the database.

This time when the smoke cleared, the priest was not standing there intact. He was just hanging on to his last breath, struggling to move on the ground.

"It seems your god no longer protects you, or perhaps that so-called person never existed in the first place," Tony Stark sarcastically said, holding back. He wasn't one to stab someone when they're down. "Otherwise, why would you be lying on the ground in such a state of disgrace? It's time you told the truth, not just lie and lie."

"Hehe."

The priest raised his head and let out a shrill, almost breathless laugh. His throat had been cut in half, and the wind mixed with smoke and dust was rushing in madly without any pause.

Half of his face was destroyed in the accident, one of his eyes was pulled out of its socket, and he stared at Tony Stark with his only remaining bright red eye.

He wanted to say something else to show off his strength, but his throat was leaking air. His voice was so weak that it seemed like it would disappear in the wind, but the words he said were filled with a kind of panic that made people's hair stand on end.

"...You will never know. You don't know what a mistake you made. That poor and pitiful girl will lose her loved ones forever, and all of this is caused by your own hands."

He breathed his last as he finished his last words.

Tony Stark simply looked at him calmly, took his last breath, and spread his hands indifferently. "Even before dying, he didn't forget to sow discord. He's truly dedicated."

The next moment, he turned and came to Little Red Riding Hood's side, not bothering to look at the bloody and hideous figure. "Looks like the culprit is this bastard. I've locked down the location. Once you reopen here, I can send the tracker there immediately. He won't be able to find it."

Just kidding, I could definitely tell from the other party's words that I was the mastermind behind all this. He felt that even if Steve... the square-shaped Steve, was put here, he would be able to hear and understand what he was saying.

Why use him as an example? Are you kidding me? How could Captain America not understand this?

Although Tony Stark always felt that the old fogey dug out from the war years was an unreasonable old fogey, it did not prevent him from thinking that the other party had excellent character and was a very qualified agent.

Well, he admitted that Tony Stark had begun to like the other person a little bit. He thought it must be the fault of Steve in the group, because he had a very good impression of that guy, and as a result, his impression of this old-fashioned man also improved.

Tony Stark is also refusing to acknowledge the truth today.

The ghost looked up blankly at their discussion. It listened attentively, and after persisting for a moment, it decisively and attentively dealt with the last apple in its hand.

It was as if he knew nothing about what they were discussing.

But whether the ghost didn't understand or just didn't care is something to be said.

Sora scratched his head as he looked at the completely gone apples and sunset fruits, wondering if he should bring double the amount next time.

The Lantern Festival is about to begin. Do you want to invite your friends to join in the fun?

After all, he has resolved the matter between the Young Master and Morax peacefully, and everything will probably be safe for a short period of time, so why is the latter not as rich as the former?

Today too, my wallet is empty and I made a distressed sound.

After all, he had beaten the young master up more than once, so he was too embarrassed to ask him for money, even though he didn't seem to care about being beaten.

"So are we just going to wait for time to pass?" Tony Stark asked casually with a yawn.

Little Red Riding Hood nodded calmly, which made his expression look even more broken.

"Kong, Shansi, the three of us should play poker. Is our new friend interested?"

Tony Stark decisively took out his specially made playing cards and began to call his companions.

"I don't have any problem." Sora said gently. "So where is Sans...? Sigh!!!"

It was not until this moment that Kong realized something terrible: their small group was missing a person!!!

But who can blame Sans for having the lowest presence in normal times? If there were no special reasons, you could usually find him under various rocks or on Tony Stark's aircraft. But this time, after somersaulting all over the area, he still couldn't find the lazy skeleton.

"What?" Tony Stark was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly turned serious. "Wait a moment, I'll contact them through the chat group."

The ghost who was originally savoring the apple in small bites immediately finished the apple in a few bites and decisively opened the chat group.

"Little Red Riding Hood, will your time reversal work for us? Because was the machine device that I damaged last time really damaged, or is it that the damage to some external objects cannot be restored." Tony Stark shouted anxiously in the group, while not forgetting to ask the other party.

"I'm not sure either, but items will definitely get damaged." Little Red Riding Hood gave an ambiguous answer because she wasn't sure either.

【Iron Man】Ordinary Rich Man: @A Boneless Skeleton Brother, where are you? Are you okay?

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: I'm fine. It's just that you forgot to call me when you set out, so I accidentally overslept. By the way, I found some interesting things. I'll come to you when I'm done.

Shans silently turned off the screen, sat on the tree looking down at the werewolf who was roaring continuously under the tree, and just smiled silently.

"I remember Little Red Riding Hood mentioned you. You are her only friend, so I don't want to hurt you. I think you'd better calm down. It will be better for both you and me."

But the werewolf just roared, his scarlet pupils full of brutality, as if he wanted to tear the damn guy into pieces.

"Okay." Shan slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the sky was a deep blue. "Looks like there's no room for negotiation. Also, I hate that look in your eyes."

358 Lazy Skeletons Can Also Be Not Lazy Sometimes

"Honestly, the look in your eyes reminds me of a damn guy."

Shans was still sitting high up in the tree, calmly watching the werewolf's sharp claws dig into the trunk, then climb up with a roar.

"A self-righteous, crazy, ruthless jerk who tramples on others."

Perhaps he was getting close, the werewolf kicked the tree trunk hard, and the unstable leaves on it fell off and landed on the ground.

Sans looked up at the werewolf who jumped up, looking at the other's scarlet pupils and snarling fangs.

The wind generated by the other party's roar even blew his hood, but there was no disgusting bloody breath as imagined, and his teeth were white and reflected the light.

That’s right, after all, the other person was still a human being before.

He opened his eyes and saw the sharp claws almost touching his face, even causing a slight stinging sensation, but he didn't care.

The next moment, the forked branches that seemed thick were instantly shattered and scattered on the ground, and along with those things fell a huge creature.

The werewolf flipped its body in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground. There was a muffled sound and smoke and dust rose up.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the back was revealed to be intact.

"It seems I don't have to worry about accidentally killing you." Shans sat on another towering rock with his legs crossed and spread his hands calmly.

"Awoo!!!!" A violent roar was heard, and there was clear hatred in the werewolf's eyes without any impurities.

He hated these strange-looking strangers because he had seen them from afar beside Little Red Riding Hood. He vaguely remembered Little Red Riding Hood's ruthless magic and her determination to move forward without any emotion.