People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 167

Probably because the evacuation was completed or nearly completed, Phil Coulson drove up and moved down boxes of weapons.

Phil Coulson walked over: “Stark, what is this doing?”

Mike replied: “Hold the big move… so many weapons?”

Phil Coulson had a simple and honest expression and said, “Fury wants to test the effect of the advanced weapons of the earth on alien weapons.”

Mike shook his head.

“What’s wrong?” Phil Coulson thought Mike was not optimistic about the weapons of the earth, and motioned for a short gun since he was a child.

The gun body is silver with a sci-fi shape.

Phil Coulson said: “This is not an ordinary gunpowder weapon, but a special energy weapon with great power.”

Mike said: “I didn’t mean that. Let’s put it this way, the power of the Destroyer is related to the manipulator. If the manipulator is Odin at his peak, the Destroyer is a veritable star-destroying weapon that can destroy the planet and single-handedly challenge the space fleet.”

Glancing at the small and exquisite weapon in Phil Coulson’s hand, he said: “It’s not that I hit you. This thing doesn’t count as tickling the Destroyer with full firepower. What’s the point of testing a weak version of the Destroyer? ”

Phil Coulson was silent for a moment and changed the subject abruptly: “Am I wrong? How do I feel that the Destroyer is one size smaller than before.”

“That’s right. The Destroyer changed the File size to cope with different situations. The size of the previous time was too big, but the highly mobile Stark could not be used.” Considering that the Destroyer was created to deal with the cosmic gods, Mike said: “Yes. It can become smaller and bigger. Imagine a scene where the Destroyer, who is five or six hundred meters tall, is raging in New York. It is not an exaggeration to say that the star is annihilated.”

Phil Coulson fumbled the energy pistol away.

As the Destroyer became smaller, Stark gradually struggled.

Face to face.

The Destroyer opened his hands and opened the empty door on his chest, but Loki didn’t care. He felt that he had understood Stark’s details and deliberately revealed the flaws.

This is a tempting trap.

While the energy cannon on Stark’s chest glowed white, the Destroyer’s hands were ready to grab Stark. The agile native monkey could no longer jump up and down, and then roasted him with a high-temperature beam.

As for the energy cannon, at most it will cause some damage to the destroyer, but it will not recover.

Injury for life, worth it!

However, Loki overlooked an important issue: He admitted in disguise that the uncivilized natives in his eyes could hurt the Destroyer.

Stark pierced the palm of the Destroyer’s grasp.

If it were a human, 80% would be screaming in pain, but the Destroyer grabbed the Vibranium knife with his backhand.

Loki in Asgard sneered, “I caught you!”

And Stark under the mask smiled and said the same thing: “I caught you!”

After speaking, the chest impact gun emitted an extremely dazzling light, and the accumulated energy was suddenly launched.

boom!

The white beam of energy blasted the destroyer, and the huge amounts of impact directly blasted the destroyer 100 meters away.

Stark also fell to the ground due to the reaction force and slid for ten meters on the ground full of gravel and gravel.

Regardless of the indication of insufficient system energy, Stark asked: “J.A.R.V.I.S, is it done?”

J.A.R.V.I.S: “No energy fluctuations detected”

Stark couldn’t help but smiled, “Finally, it’s done, I admire it, Tony, you are so handsome.”

JARVIS: “It’s very handsome, but I have to remind you: handsome is to pay the price, your ribs have different degrees of bone fractures, and you need to rest for at least half a month. During this half month, you can’t drink, and Do vigorous exercise.”

Stark blinked. “Are you serious about strenuous exercise?”

J.A.R.V.I.S: “It depends on your definition of seriousness. Since your definition of the boundaries of seriousness is a bit vague, I suggest leaving it to Pepper’s judgment.”

Stark: “J.A.R.V.I.S, just kidding, don’t use nuclear weapons.”

J.A.R.V.I.S: “Sir, I’m joking too.”

I feel molested by my own artificial intelligence… Stark: “…”

Stark removed his visor, and the steel battle suit on his body detached one by one and flew away.

“It’s okay.” Phil Coulson asked.

“It’s okay.” Stark patted his chest to indicate that he was fine, and then: “Cough cough cough…”

The lungs are almost coughing out, it’s okay…

Death to face and suffer?

Taking a bloody bite on his throat, Stark wiped the corners of his mouth, blood stains on his hands.

Stark: “I personally think it’s okay, but the doctor has the final say, it’s better to listen to professionals, cough cough cough…”

In this regard, Stark decided to take care of himself.

“Is there no one to help me? I vomited blood.”

“You were too nervous during the fight, biting your lip.”

“real?”

“Look in the mirror yourself.”

Stark used his mobile phone as a mirror and found that the corner of his mouth was really bitten, “J.A.R.V.I.S, is this my own bite?”

“Yes, sir. But you are very nervous, highly concentrated, and have no instinct even if you bit your lip. Do you need to play a replay video?”

“Um, forget it. Delete it, completely.” Stark was in a good mood just after winning the battle. He patted Thor in a daze, and said, “What are you doing? Go, big man!”

“thanks……”

Thor was in a mixed mood. He didn’t expect that Asgard’s powerful weapon would be defeated by the Midgard. Secondly, the Destroyer was defeated and he was temporarily saved.

“You’re welcome, besides, I didn’t try this hard to save you. So-don’t think too much.” Stark said, “I should open a bottle of champagne at this time.”

J.A.R.V.I.S reminded: “Sir, you can’t drink for the time being.”

Stark: “Could you not say horrible things at this time.”

J.A.R.V.I.S: “Okay, I’ll remind you when you finish the champagne.”

It would be even worse.

Stark waved his hand weakly: “Forget it, I surrendered to the drinker. Mike, what are you doing there, do you see the scenery?”

Mike looked at the place where the Destroyer fell and took out a knife from the system space.

Sparrow bee!

A knife that is almost useless.

Stark’s face changed, and he thought of a certain possibility: “No, the tin can is not finished yet?!”

J.A.R.V.I.S: “Unstable energy fluctuation detected.”

Confirmed Stark’s guess.

Stark: “It’s so difficult.”

In the dust and smoke, the Destroyer slowly stood up, awkward and stiff, with a big hole in his chest—obviously, Stark’s full blow was not ineffective.

Mike raised his foot and stepped hard, his feet sinking into the soil.

Stark said, “I have an ominous premonition.”

Phil Coulson nodded: “Hmm.” Agree with Stark’s statement.

“Swastika, thunder bee whip.”

The long knife in Mike’s hand turned into a huge golden missile.

“That’s it, step on the ground to fix your body and use yourself as a missile launcher.” Stark suddenly.

As soon as the words were finished, the missile spewed tail flames and flew towards the destroyer.

boom!

The aftermath of the explosion flooded the four with a large amount of dust.

Except for Mike who used the mental power shield in advance, all the other three became natives.

“This power… is a match for Jericho. The key is to carry the missile on his shoulder.” Stark spit out the mud pouring into his mouth.

“I want to know where this missile is sold? What’s the price-performance ratio?” Phil Coulson calmly cleaned the dust.