Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1286: The Last Savior

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This time, Washington.

The surroundings are crumbling ruins, with lava flowing on the crumbling ground.

The sky was covered with black volcanic ash, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. Huge black gullies spread across the earth like cobwebs, and black blood like mucus poured into them.

The battle is over.

And the victorious side is the black goat's cub. Under the huge feet of sheep's hoofs, is stepping on a pair of broken armor.

The dark blue battle armor fragment is impressively the 'Doomsday' battle armor.

This image of Doomsday Battle Armor, inlaid with power gems and used as the last resort, was ultimately defeated in front of ten black goat cubs, and it was dismantled.

Now Tony Stark, there is only a solitary armor - the prodigal son of mark!

This is the last battle armor!

However, while the Doomsday armor is shattered, the Black Goat Cub is not feeling well either.

At the last moment, he chose to use the Doomsday Battle Armor as a bait to activate the power gem embedded in the core. When the energy peak reached the limit, he detonated the entire battle armour as a bomb.

The nine black goat cubs were too late to dodge and were covered in fully activated power gems.

Even though the blood of the great Three Pillars of God flows in their bodies, it is still unstoppable. This comes from the supreme power of the Marvel universe. In an instant, the flesh and blood are completely annihilated, and the spirit and will are dragged into the abyss of death.

"See? Friday!"

Tony's face was pale, but his eyes flashed with excitement: "Howard didn't lie to me, we won!"

From his perspective, the winner should be him.

With the power of one person, he blocked eleven mythical creatures alone, and even killed ten of them. His record was luxurious.

"Sir, I have to remind you that the equipment of Mark Prodigal Son is not enough to kill the opponent." Friday calmly said: "If you choose to continue fighting, the survival rate is less than 1%, and the winning rate is infinitely close to zero. "

Mark Prodigal's current equipment consists of energy cannons on his chest and palms.

As well as miniature armor-piercing rockets on shoulders, legs, and back, white phosphorus shells, high-frequency cutting blades, homing missiles, and scattering missiles.

If it's against humans, or other superheroes, there may be a chance.

But the enemy they are facing now is not a 'human being', but a mythical creature.

All the weapons developed by human beings are like itching in front of her.

Even if all the artillery fire is poured over, I am afraid that it will hardly be hurt.

It is not an exaggeration to use the word 'desperate' to describe such a situation.

"It doesn't matter, Friday."

However, in the face of such a severe situation, instead of having any worries, Tony showed a cheerful smile: "If I guessed correctly, they should have arrived?"

"A minute ago, Wednesday's **** mission was successful."

Friday said: "According to your request, Pietro Maximov has been successfully delivered to his destination, and Professor X has confirmed his receipt."

Get the answer he wanted, Tony seemed to let go of his last wish, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Really? Then I'm relieved, this last obstacle, let me use my life.... ..buy him time."

Friday seemed to have guessed his plan, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Sir, your mission has been completed, it is too late to withdraw now, and you don't have to waste your life in such a place."

"I'm not qualified to live, Friday."

Tony's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his hand and unscrewed the energy core in front of his chest, staring at the black goat cub rushing towards him, and chuckled: "I am a remnant of the old times and should not stay in the future. new world.”

The next moment, the core of Iron Man's energy flashed a dazzling light.

"Tony Stark has a warm heart."

Tony laughed self-deprecatingly, tears welling up from his eyes: "Pots, you're wrong, my heart isn't warm, it's just hot, like... the sun !”

"Self-destruct protocol activated...bye Mr. Tony Stark."

Boom!

The blazing white light, like a holy blade, penetrates the sky and the earth.

As if thousands of suns exploded together, endless light and heat volatilized, setting off layers of air waves.

A huge storm swept through the entire Washington state like the end of the day. The terrifying shaking lifted the ground, and the smoke and dust wrapped the gravel.

The sun...on the ground once again.

Like the light of hope for mankind, it descends upon the earth again at this moment.

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West Washington Township, Aberdeen.

In a remote mountain town, Hank the Beast walked into an old wooden house with Pietro in his arms.

Walking through the door, Hank walked into a room that looked like an underground wine cellar with Quicksilver in his arms.

"Professor, he's back."

After entering the door, Hank the Beast said in a low voice, while looking at the old man deep in the hall.

The old man who used to be in good spirits has become a shriveled old man now, his eyes are cloudy and blurred, and his whole body is as dry as wood, as if he has been squeezed dry, his lips trembling to squeeze out a sentence.

"Bring him here, Hank."

Simple sentence, but Professor X speaks very slowly and difficultly.

Hank didn't say a word, followed the order and hugged the unconscious Quicksilver, carefully placed it on the sofa, with a look of worry in his eyes: "Professor... rest for a while, if this goes on, you It won't last."

"No...no time, Hank."

Professor X shook his head bitterly and said, "I must wake up Wanda as soon as possible, only she can wake Pietro."

While speaking, his eyes looked deepest.

The scarlet witch Wanda, her limbs were chained with thick arm chains, and her body was tightly nailed to the wall by a golden spear, unable to move at all. Chaos magic permeated her body as she fainted. Sometimes different illusions are created.

"Si Thorne's will is too strong..."

Professor X took a deep breath, his rotten body burst out with power, and his eyes flashed with dazzling light, which was obviously a manifestation of pushing the power of the mind to the limit, and surging power poured into the depths of Wanda's mind.

"The holy spear that angel gave me ~IndoMTL.com~ can only hold Sithone temporarily."

Professor X sweated rapidly on his forehead and panted, "I have to take advantage of this time to wake up Wanda's consciousness as soon as possible."

The golden spear pinned to Wanda, under the consumption of Chaos magic, has dimmed a lot.

If nothing else, it will soon be worn out.

At that time, once he does not wake up Wanda, then Sithone's will will completely invade her body.

"But... what if Wanda is awakened?" Hank the Beast couldn't bear the old professor's crime, and said unbearably: "It's better...let's just give up, human beings are no longer alive. Saved, Professor Charles!"

"No, you were wrong, Hank."

Professor X gritted his teeth and insisted, his eyes were full of bloodshots, apparently reaching the limit: "There is one last hope for mankind, and that is Pietro Maximov, he is... the last Savior!"

"Why?!"

"Because...he is the choice of the saint, his choice, and the choice of mankind!"