59: Ancient One who speaks half of his words

Afghanistan.

Outside the entrance of a small canyon cave, a large amount of military supplies was piled up.

Dozens, even hundreds, of armed personnel wearing various outfits, turbans, and hats were patrolling and guarding the area.

And above them, in the clouds.

Three black-colored Mammoth Avengers, tiltrotor aircraft, hovered high in the sky.

These were biological aircraft transformed by DeFrey, who was eager to show off, from his human form.

The other two were also biological aircraft, transformed by other Blacklight Warriors.

Joa did not bring too many people on this trip.

He only brought about fifty Blacklight Warriors.

They were merely Terrorists; any single Blacklight Warrior would be enough to annihilate them all.

Of course, Joa had another purpose in bringing these people.

From the recent interactions, subjugating Stark in one go was a pipe dream.

Only after Stark and Pepper had a family and a daughter would he have a weakness, and only then could Joa make him willingly submit to him.

This time, Joa’s purpose was to make Stark owe him a favor.

It was also for Ethan, who shared a name with a certain hand sanitizer war god.

This Ethan was also a rare talent; it would be a pity for him to die.

“Begin the operation!”

“Yes! Boss!”

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Deep inside the cave, behind a tightly closed large iron door.

Tony Stark, with an Arc Reactor already installed in his chest.

Was clanging away, forging.

Crafting armor for himself and Ethan to escape.

When the last part was forged.

With Ethan’s help, Stark put on the crude Iron Man armor.

At this moment, the leader of the Terrorists looked at the monitor screen and felt that something was subtly wrong.

“Where is Stark?”

“He was just here.”

“Go find him!”

Upon receiving the leader’s order.

A group of Terrorists picked up their rifles and rushed to the tightly closed large iron door.

Opening the observation window, which was so small that only eyes could be seen.

The Terrorists shouted loudly inside.

“Ethan! Ethan! Stark!”

Under Stark’s urging, Ethan briefly responded with a few words.

The two Terrorists outside the door didn’t know if they understood or not.

Losing patience, they opened the large iron door, which was strapped with explosives.

With a bang!

The two Terrorists were blown away.

And the monitor that the Terrorists used to observe Ethan and Stark lost its signal at the same time, turning into static.

“Quick, quick, quick!”

Seeing this, the leader realized that something bad was happening and immediately gathered the Terrorists to capture Ethan and Stark.

One by one, Terrorists carrying guns walked past the leader and rushed into the cave.

Among them, a dozen or so unfamiliar faces carrying RPGs and Vulcan machine guns made the Terrorist leader unconsciously frown.

Why did it feel like something was off?

Although he had some doubts, now was clearly not the time for him to think deeply.

Stark and Ethan had been tinkering with something under his nose.

It looked like they were about to escape.

The Terrorist leader had no time to fuss over why his subordinates were carrying RPGs and Vulcan machine guns.

After the homemade bomb exploded.

Stark and Ethan both knew that the Terrorists would definitely notice the commotion and send people over.

They had no time.

Starting the power program, watching the progress bar, Ethan looked anxiously at the computer screen, while also looking back towards the door.

Hearing the Terrorists’ footsteps and shouts becoming clearer outside the door, Ethan seemed to have made up his mind.

“We need more time.”

Saying this, with a calm expression, Ethan walked in front of Stark and said seriously.

“I’ll go buy you some time.”

With that, Ethan rushed out of the cave without looking back.

Realizing what Ethan was about to do, Stark hurriedly tried to stop him.

“Stick to the plan!”

“Ethan!”

As the footsteps grew farther, Stark froze.

No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Turning his head, with wide eyes, he stared intently at the progress bar on the computer screen, which was only halfway through.

Stark unconsciously gritted his teeth and urged in a low voice.

“Come on! Come on!”

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After hearing the explosion inside the cave.

Joa, who was above the canyon outside the cave, knew.

Iron Man, was born.

“Heh, I hope your initial Iron Tortoise can withstand RPGs and Vulcan machine guns.”

“Mr. Tony Stark, with your venomous tongue.”

Thinking of the sixteen Blacklight Warriors he sent out, carrying RPGs and Vulcan machine guns.

Joa couldn’t stop the smile on his face.

Originally, according to the original story, Tony Stark would 100% escape and be rescued by Rhodes and others who arrived.

But now, due to Joa’s involvement, sending people to block with heavy weapons.

Things began to change slightly.

“Get rid of those people outside, they are useless now.”

Receiving Joa’s order.

Hank and DeFrey simultaneously jumped down towards the bottom of the canyon.

The remaining thirty-four Blacklight Warriors followed closely behind.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The continuous roars instantly attracted the attention of the Terrorists outside.

“What’s going on?”

“What’s that sound?”

“What happened?”

Dozens of Terrorists turned their heads in confusion, looking back.

They saw, amidst the swirling yellow sand.

Unarmed civilians walking towards them.

“Where did these people come from—?”

Before he could finish his sentence.

A black… appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, piercing his body.

“Damn it! Open fire! Open fire!”

No one needed to remind them.

After the first person was pierced by DeFrey, who was walking at the front, with an organ, these Terrorists unhesitatingly raised their rifles, aimed at the Blacklight Warriors, and held down the trigger, firing continuously.

The sound of “ Da da da da” was incessant.

However… it was useless.

For the current Blacklight Warriors.

The rifles in the hands of those Terrorists couldn’t even break their defense.

If it were missiles.

They could break the Blacklight Warriors’ defense, but it would still be useless.

Because… as long as every cell of theirs couldn’t be completely destroyed.

Then for the Blacklight Warriors.

It was just a flesh wound.

They would recover by absorbing some life energy.

Moreover, even missiles could only break the Blacklight Warriors’ defense.

It was impossible to cause greater damage.

Desperate screams rang out one after another.

The Blacklight Warriors carried Blacklight Rifles, firing Blacklight Virus bullets.

Every bullet that hit a person would completely devour them.

Then, that bullet would seem to have a life of its own, autonomously returning to the Blacklight Warriors’ bodies.

Feeding back the absorbed life energy.

“Your subordinates… are truly a group of terrifying creatures…”

Joa, who was enjoying the battle above the canyon, was startled by the sudden sound beside him.

Turning his head to look at the suddenly appearing Ancient One, Joa frowned slightly.

“...No, do you even care if I kill a few Terrorists?”

Hearing this, Ancient One took a deep look at Joa, then shook her head.

“Some things, I haven’t made a decision yet.”

“But in the future, I think we might not be enemies.”

With that, Ancient One’s figure instantly disappeared.

“...Who did she learn this from? Speaking halfway.”

“Hidetaka Miyazaki?”

“I really hate people like that!”

After the group of Terrorists below were annihilated without any resistance.

Joa gave up on deeply pondering what Ancient One had come for just now.

He couldn’t be bothered with her; as long as she didn’t ruin his plans.