Marvel turns into Iron Man

In such a situation where the situation is stronger than others, those who are still stubborn must be fools who want to die.

Killian is clearly not a fool willing to throw his life away for revenge.

Maybe he paid a lot in the so-called revenge plan.

But compared to his own life, revenge is obviously not too important.

"Damn it, I surrender, I surrender!"

However, even if he has raised his hands above his head to indicate that he does not intend to continue fighting.

It doesn't mean that Miss Stark will let this guy go like this.

"Fortunately, I thought you still had some backbone."

However, when Miss Stark put down the plasma cannon, a sudden change occurred.

Killian directly jumped up and hugged her body tightly.

It looks like a squid wrapping its prey with its arms and legs.

And then there's the extreme energy surge—

"Maybe I can't beat you, but I will definitely not let you leave safely."

The so-called surrender is just a way to delay the troops.

When Miss Stark let go of her defenses and put her guns away, Killian decided to die with her.

"Let go of me, you bastard?!"

Killian threw himself on Miss Stark's body, and she couldn't break free for a while.

The plasma cannon on the arm instantly decomposed and reshaped into a short blade the length of a dagger.

Unlike the ordinary sword blade made of all steel, the edge of the blade glowed with a light blue light.

The release of reactor energy makes the short blade made of nanomaterials have high-level energy cutting capabilities.

The short blade passed through the underarm of Killian's left arm, severing his left arm.

However, to the surprise of Miss Stark.

Even though her left arm was broken, she couldn't get this guy off her body.

Killian had already destroyed his own skin, using extremely high temperatures to stick his flesh and blood to the surface of the battle armor.

He was determined to drag Miss Stark to play and blow himself up.

"You really are a complete terrorist."

Before she had time to think about it, Miss Stark stomped hard on her right foot and jumped into the sky.

Without him, even those Extremis fighters who had experienced spontaneous human combustion have already caused that much damage.

The harm caused by Killian's third stage of complete transformation is not even clear to her.

The power of the propeller ports on the whole body was fully turned on, and it took less than ten seconds to reach the level of subsonic speed.

"The temperature went up straight up—five thousand degrees, six thousand degrees, seven thousand degrees."

"It is about to reach the highest limit that the armor can withstand, and the ability to replenish nanomaterials has been halved."

At the same time, Jarvis was crazily warning in her ears.

"You can't take it anymore, give up."

Killian got very close, so he could naturally hear Jarvis' warning voice inside the armor.

At this moment, he was still clinging tightly to Miss Stark's body.

It's just that it looks like it's already very weak.

"Let us sink into hell together hahahahahahahaha!"

But then, he pulled himself together again and smiled arrogantly.

In his eyes, the woman he was embracing had completely lost the chance to get rid of him.

Killian has a highly fused Extremis virus on his body.

Even the lower limit of spontaneous human combustion is much higher than other flawed Extremis.

At this time, the temperature in his body was close to tens of thousands of degrees.

In his opinion, this damned woman could not escape the embrace of death.

Although... In fact, I am not reconciled to my short life.

But at least, as long as he can complete his own road to revenge.

Even just embracing death with open arms can make people feel satisfied.

"Sigh... Originally, I really didn't want to use these super-standard methods."

However, what followed was a sigh from inside the armor.

Killian's unreasonable confidence was doomed to disappointment.

The hypersonic propulsion capability possessed by the armor is fully activated.

It took less than half a minute to approach the warm layer of the atmosphere.

However, time has not allowed her to continue to break through the higher exhalation layer of the atmosphere.

For the current situation...

Miss Stark glared at this super shameless koala who was picking on her.

In the end, he sighed lightly and mobilized his own space power.

In a blink of an eye, a huge hole appeared in the sky directly above the armor.

It's like a wormhole over New York here a few months ago.

"What the?!"

Although he didn't say the latter word, everyone knew what he wanted to express.

Seeming to have seen something, Killian was startled by the black hole that looked very deep.

The space channel that was torn out of thin air was surrounded by a dark mist.

"As I said, I have countless ways to convince you."

"...Didn't I say it, then take it as I did."

Without further delay, Miss Stark immediately rushed into the space passage with the big horse monkey on her body.

After passing through an invisible barrier like a film.

The propulsion device of the armor immediately turned off and was replaced with a particle thruster.

Then, what appeared in front of the two of them was a huge planet.

Silver-gray soil, potholed surface.

What catches the eye is only a dead silence and desolation.

"Welcome to the moon, Killian."

At this time, Killian had already fallen into a state of hypoxia.

The so-called [perfect creature] created by the Extremis virus.

From a physical point of view, it cannot be killed by humans.

But that's only interpreted from a macro perspective——

From the point of view of micro habits, destroying every cell in his body can naturally solve him.

Optionally, throw it into the lava of the volcano, or directly hit the sun with a rocket.

The low temperature in space may make it difficult to handle the temperature of the Extremis virus in his body for a while.

But energy is conserved, as long as there is no way to absorb energy, he will always be frozen by the low temperature.

Also...Miss Stark doesn't think this guy can handle the vacuum of outer space.

The results of prolonged periods of no oxygen intake are dire.

Unless he can adapt to the situation of not breathing, he will inevitably die from cerebral hypoxia.

Seeing the grim look on this old man's face, Miss Stark let the nanomaterials reshape him.

Stripped his whole body from his armor.

Then watch him fall from mid-air to the surface of the moon.

"Whether you can survive or not depends on your own good fortune."

"Better never see you again, scum."

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