Marvel: Unlimited Possession Chapter 347: The Resurrection Suit

"A spell again?"

The little spider's reminder obviously evoked Tony's memory of an experience, and a somewhat irritating image.

Inside the steel suit, Tony shuddered involuntarily, turned his eyes from the striking statue in front of him to the other side, and soon saw the old man standing not far away as a containment specialist [ Uncle Long].

"Okay, I think I get it."

At the moment of seeing these two figures, Tony under the steel mask raised his eyebrows, which could be regarded as dispelling most of his previous doubts.

"Why, I always feel that every time I meet you, nothing good will happen, Mr. Long?"

Raising his palm, the light lit up and aimed at the resurrection statue that was just about to move below, Tony pouted and said.

"Whether it's the previous [Tiger Charm] or [Holy Lord], sometimes I wonder if all these troublesome things are deliberately planned and made by you."

"Congratulations, you guessed the truth unknowingly."

In the antique shop, Li Ran touched his chin subconsciously when he heard the truth that Tony unwittingly revealed.

In the museum, the two clones showed their superb acting skills.

"It would be great if that was the case." Touching the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] on his body, his clone [Uncle Long] said with a bitter face, "Because of the successful containment of spells many times before, the Foundation has I directly handed all the containment tasks related to spells to me. In order to be able to find the scattered spells, I have suffered a lot during this period of time. I finally found a spell, and I also encountered this matter in front of me. I swear , after this containment is over, I will definitely ask the Foundation to agree to the application for leave.”

"Aaron, don't forget that Dad is also with you to endure hardship."

"I know, Dad, I'll ask the Foundation to arrange vacations for you too."

"What are you talking about, Aaron, Daddy doesn't care about your poor vacation. Daddy hopes to use the power of your foundation to check something. Recently I had a dream, a dream. Until the long-dead teacher told me a prophecy, the withered triangle, the inverted sun, the ancient soul will return, and the darkness will cover the earth again. Dad, I thought for a long time and checked many ancient books, but I did not find and predict related content, so I want to use the power of your foundation to help me find out, what is the prophecy in the dream talking about?"

"The prophecy in the dream? Dad, it's probably just that you're sleepy."

Slap——

"You're confused, Daddy isn't confused, Aaron, never doubt Daddy's words, especially when it comes to magic."

"Okay, Dad."

Through his father's mouth, Li Ran successfully revealed a little bit of Imorton's information and made a foreshadowing.

And through the popularity on the system data, the foreshadowing results were determined.

Silently remembering the dream prophecy revealed by his father in his heart, Tony looked at the stone sculptures in the exhibition hall with increasingly bad eyes, and then opened his mouth to remind: "You two, the current situation does not seem to be suitable for the end of your discussion. Later arrangements."

"The guy in the weird magic outfit was right."

Withdrew his hand knife, Dad said with a dissatisfied expression: "For the sake of the emergency, Dad, I will let you go for your rudeness for the time being. I need to prepare magic to restrain the spell, and you must guarantee Under no circumstances disturb the preparations for Daddy's magic."

On the surface, Dad was talking about spells.

But in fact, this guy did remind the clone [Uncle Long] to use the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] to deal with Tony who came without notice, to ensure that this Iron Man would not affect the next plan.

Although the avatars in the museum are all from Li Ran, there have been some changes due to the integration of the cards. Actions are more in line with the role of the card, so it is necessary to use Li Ran as the center to master some of their actions, so as not to deviate too much from the plan.

"Obviously, Dad, you mentioned the prophecy, and then..."

Touching the head that had been touched by the hand knife, the clone [Uncle Long] touched the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] covertly on his body, obviously comprehending the implied meaning of his father's words.

Following his touch, a golden light flashed past the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] and projected onto Tony's steel battle suit in midair without anyone seeing it.

"Sir...I feel something...no...not right..."

Although the power of the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] is hidden and not noticed by everyone present, Jarvis, who is in the steel suit, seems to have vaguely felt the unusual changes in this suit.

However, before it could remind Tony, the next moment, Jarvis felt that a strange consciousness emerging from the inside of the suit directly expelled him from the control of Mark43.

"What's the matter? Jarvis, Jarvis?"

Immediately afterwards, Tony in the steel suit only felt that the clear picture in front of the steel helmet instantly turned black.

Facing the pitch-dark sight in front of him, Tony frowned subconsciously and instinctively called out Jarvis' name.

"...Zi,Zi...Sorry, sir..."

A few seconds later, the disconnected Jarvis reconnected to Tony in the museum, but at this moment the connection method he chose became the earphones on Tony's ears.

"...I suddenly lost all control of Mark43."

"Out of control?"

Hearing Jarvis' report in the headset, Tony's puzzled expression immediately appeared, but he didn't wait for him to ask further questions. Because of the loss of Jarvis' control, the flight system originally turned on by Mark43 was also turned on. Automatically extinguished, and the flames of the jets at the soles of the feet lost their light.

"Oh, **** it!"

"Mr. Stark!"

In mid-air, he felt the heaviness on his body for a moment, and Tony had only time to utter a short curse before he slammed onto the hard ground of the museum amid the exclamations of the little spider. A shallow human-shaped pothole.

Boom——

"I bet it would hurt."

Taking a breath, looking at the steel battle suit that was not falling lightly, the bust of Roosevelt turned his head and said to Adolf who was beside him.

"You can see that without a bet."

With his heavy accent, Adolf said coldly.

"Ahem, fortunately, I shot the shock absorber in the suit before."

The frequent battles in the past have worn out the suits, so Tony was well prepared. The shock absorbers in the steel suits well buffered the force of the impact. However, controlling the battle suit to climb up from the falling pit mark, Tony still had obvious doubts on his face.

"Jarvis, what happened, and why did Mark43 suddenly lose control?"

"On this point, sir, I already have a rough judgment, but obviously you will not like this analysis very much."

Faced with Tony's question, Jarvis, who was connected through the headset, has quickly found the possible cause, but has not waited for the artificial intelligence to pass the bad news to the manufacturer.

Inside the steel mask, the original dark picture suddenly recovered.

"Is it just a problem with the program of the battle suit?"

Looking at the picture that lights up again, Tony's thoughts haven't fallen, and then he feels that the Mark43 that wraps him is automatically opened without control, and then he, the controller, is directly removed from the battle suit. Pushed out.

That's right, Tony clearly felt that he was pushed out by Mark43.

This feeling is as if Mark43 suddenly had a glimpse of his own consciousness.

Wait a minute, consciousness.

The stunned expression on his face just appeared. Tony, who had lost the protection of his battle suit, looked at the resurrection stone sculpture in front of him, and suddenly an extremely absurd but in line with the current situation emerged in his mind.

"Shouldn't..."

"That's right, sir."

Following Tony's conjecture, Jarvis told him his unreported analysis: "Obviously, your battle suit, like the stone sculptures in the museum, has its own under the power of the spell. life."

"That's true."

Listening to Jarvis' report, Tony looked at Mark43, who was closing in front of him again and moving freely without himself and under his control. The expression on his face suddenly fell into a complex and speechless emotion. He did not expect that the so-called magic power was so powerful that it could not only revive the exhibits in the museum, but also revive his own battle clothes.

Under Tony's gaze, the resurrected Mark43 turned his body, raised his arms humanely to look at his metal palm, and then raised his golden mask to aim at the maker in front of him.

The position of the eyes flickered with white light, and a voice in Mark43 that was definitely not unfamiliar to Tony sounded.

"You look a little shorter than I thought." He raised his palm and compared it to Tony. What came out of Mark43 was also Tony Stark's standard voice. And the same obnoxious tone: "Perhaps you lied about your height and sneaked on a booster pad."

"Hey, that's not polite to a producer, Mark43."

Hearing his own voice from another angle, even if he knew it was just a steel battle suit, Tony still felt a little inexplicable sense of sight.

"Mark43? That's the name you gave me?"

"I don't recognize the name, or the number."

In the face of Tony's response, Mark43's eyes flashed white light, and then he immediately shook his head and replied.

"Actually, I'd rather you call me - Iron Man."

"Iron Man?"

Faced with Mark43's answer, Tony raised his eyebrows: "You are just a suit of steel, Mark43."

"No, theoretically, I'm the Iron Man in the public's impression, and you, Tony Stark, are just a guy hiding behind Iron Man's suit."

While the [Golden Monument of Resurrection] was given to Mark43, it also seemed to be given as part of Iron Man.

"You're nothing more than a defenseless coward without Iron Man's protection, Tony, you can't even open a bottle of red wine without me."

"Congratulations, Mark43, you managed to make me hate you within minutes of being resurrected."

Under Mark43's cynicism, Tony managed to get the feeling that his opponent was facing him in the past.

Obviously, not very pleasant.

"So what, you're just a mortal now, Tony."

There was a clearly disdainful voice from Mark43, he raised his golden face to face Tony in front of him, and the white light in his eyes flickered: "Wait a minute, maybe I can make another choice, that is... …”

As he spoke, Mark43 raised his arm, emitting a dangerous light from the muzzle of his palm.

"That is, let there be only one Iron Man left in this world."

Youlan's shock cannon gathered in the palm of Mark43's palm. This resurrected steel battle suit successfully completed its position selection in just a few minutes. Of course, Li Ran's credit was indispensable in this.

"Don't worry, Tony, I will continue to protect the world in your place."

"I don't think so."

The expression on Tony's face was obviously not very good in the face of the dangerous light from Mark43's palm.

He did not expect that one day, the first choice made by his resurrected steel battle suit was to point the muzzle at himself.

"Jarvis, how long will it take?"

"Ten seconds, but sir, are you sure you will do this, if the new suit is also resurrected like Mark43?"

In-Headphone ~IndoMTL.com~ Jarvis expresses obvious concern.

“…”

Jarvis's worries were obviously also what Tony was worried about. Therefore, when he heard the artificial intelligence reminder, Tony quickly responded: "Let the rushing battle clothes be disassembled, only the hand armor part of it flew over."

He doesn't believe that a spell can revive a suit with only his arms left.

"Understood, sir."

Hearing the order, the steel battle suits flying fast in the night sky in the distance quickly disintegrated, and two battle armors with obvious arm parts stood out and continued to fly towards the direction of the museum.

"Tony, you seem to have forgotten that as Iron Man, how could I be unguarded about the so-called plans in your heart."

There were only a few seconds left before the gauntlet arrived, but Mark43 was clearly prepared. He looked at Tony in front of him, and the shock cannon in his palm was fired without warning.

"Goodbye, Tony."

Seeing, the shock cannon fired from Mark43's palm was about to land on the unsuspecting Tony.

At this moment, along with the sound of the chain turning, a chain wrapped in flames spurted out, and the end of the extinguished chain was wrapped around Tony's body, and then the force from the other end of the chain directly pulled Tony. When his body couldn't let go, he avoided the shock cannon fired by Mark43.

At this moment, the battle suit gauntlet, which had been flying fast, broke through the glass of the museum and landed on Tony's hand, which quickly transformed into a red steel battle suit arm.