Marvel turns into Iron Man

Probably it can only be trained through systematic training. Only assassins with strong dashing and assassination abilities can have such skills.

That touch of white shuttled through the hail of bullets on the battlefield at a fairly agile speed, and rushed towards his target.

The entire river valley area was not too big, and the woman who held a high-wave particle vibrating knife in her hand quickly approached Sol.

Her course of action is very clever, just enough to get stuck out of Sol's sight, and at this time Sol has no time to distract others.

With Yaka metal as the center, Yaka arrows that adopt a unique casting process have an extraordinary degree of hardness.

After a few minutes like this, even though Sol frequently avoided the arrows flying towards him, he still left several bloodstains on his body.

Seeing Antoineva's actions, Yondu naturally nodded understandingly, making Yaka Arrow harass Sol more frequently.

Probably because he saw that his Yaka arrows could not get any effective attacks. It happened that someone was willing to do it for him, and Yondu was naturally happy.

Yaka's arrow changed from the previous powerful attack, and instead began to circle around Sol in chaotic circles.

Sometimes he made a false move, but among the ten false moves, there were always two or three real moves, forcing Sol to be on guard all the time.

But it was also with the help of the harassing offensive of Yaka arrows that Antoineva attacked Sol from behind, who seemed to have no defense at all.

The cutting edge of the short blade is covered with a layer of high-frequency vibration particles, but it is the existence of this layer of particles that makes this weapon invincible.

If such a knife fell on the ground, even if Thor had the powerful body of an Asgardian, he might be injured enough to be fatal.

Unlike most of the magic that exists in this starry sky, most of the damage that can be caused is continuous and more corrosive.

Like this short blade, most of the cold weapons cast by pure science and technology pursue the principle of killing with one blow.

Sol swung the hammer against the side of Yaka's arrow again. Before he could retract his arm, he felt a hand caressing his shoulder from behind.

It was a woman's hand, white, slender and slender, rubbing against her shoulder and slowly wrapping her arms around his neck.

The astonishing touch from behind distracted him for a moment, but then, he noticed a shiny sword blade piercing upwards from his ribs.

From the outside, the silver blade exuding turquoise luster was full of menace no matter how you looked at it.

"Fuck, I'm going to suffer, I'm going to suffer, I'm going to—"

Admittedly, distractions on the battlefield can cause momentary distractions that can lead to problems.

But this time, Sol really felt that he might have to confess here, if nothing unexpected happened.

The female assassin, Antoinette Nelson's mouth curled up a little, she seemed to enjoy the moment when people's lives were ended.

The reason why she chose to approach him in this way was because she was thinking and acting like a hunter teasing his prey.

Enjoying a few moments of erotic scenes at the end of her life is probably her gift to compensate those who are about to die.

The high-frequency vibration particle blade gradually slashed upwards, aimed at Sol's heart, and stabbed down fiercely.

But when she tried to use force, she was surprised to find that her own hand holding the blade could not move a single bit.

Looking down, what she saw was a red tie wrapped around her wrist.

The lace is indeed red, but it is not silk, but a rope made of purer magic power.

But it was this wide bright red rope that entangled Antoinette's wrist, preventing her blade from getting an inch.

"Sol, you idiot, remember, you owe me one more—"

Miss Stark, who appeared directly in front of Thor at some point, took a stance, holding the magic belt tightly with both hands.

[Stolark's Crimson Magic Belt] is probably the most advanced spell she has learned from the Supreme Mage.

"Oh shit, I can't even remember how much each of you guys owe me."

She held the magic belt with one hand, took Antoinette's hand holding the short blade away from Sol's chest, and tapped lightly on the skull with the other hand.

The words were relaxed, and it seemed that he didn't care about Sol's critical moment, but instead looked dull.

"Forget it, remember to share half of the fine wine you treasured in Asgard with me, and that's it."

In this way, she simply and casually set the reward for saving her life, but she didn't feel that she had any disadvantages.

The short blade covered with green light was still gesturing in front of Sol's chest, because of the rivalry between the two women.

In fact, there was nothing to compete with, it was just that Miss Stark was going to play a joke on Sol, so it didn't take much effort.

Seeing that the tip of the blade pierced towards his heart for a while, was pulled back for a while, and pierced again for a while.

The repeated rivalries made misery the center of the battlefield, and Sol couldn't help but sweat coldly on his forehead.

Yaka's arrow didn't entangle too much, it flew directly into Yondu's hand, and he inserted it back into the quiver at his waist.

Yondu smacked his lips lightly, revealing his rotten teeth, but stared at the three people in the center of the battlefield rather sharply.

If Yondu hadn't withdrawn his Yaka arrow in time to start watching the show, I'm afraid the environment centered on Sol would have become even more chaotic.

"Cool, it's actually a occult mage, it's the first time I've seen it, she looks pretty..."

"The assassin girl is also very pretty. After a while, isn't it best to ask them for a contact information or something?"

Peter Quill at the edge of the battlefield still looked like he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman, and he was habitually flirting.

"But it seems that the two of them know each other, and... I really envy the guy who is caught in the middle of the beauties."

Quill rolled his eyes slightly, reached out and pressed somewhere below his neck, and the helmet retracted to reveal his face.

Coincidentally, behind him, a fully armed robot controlled by world consciousness raised its gun towards his back.

On the other hand, Quill seemed to have eyes on his back, and he fired a shot towards the back quite casually, smashing the robot's head with one shot.

He shook his head helplessly, gripped the two energy submachine guns snatched from the Kerry Empire army again, and rejoined the battle.

"Mage—I didn't intend to fight with you, but you have repeatedly blocked our actions, and I need to explain."

Behind Sol, the woman in white was still tugging back at her hand holding the short blade, but she didn't ask questions distractedly.

PS:

I know the story of this book is a bit dull, but it should still be passable

Regarding whether to continue writing, I still hold a wait-and-see attitude——