The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

The cone-headed homing missile was ejected from the launcher's mouth, spinning towards the giant mech.

'click--'

Ivan didn't do any extra action, just raised his hand and closed the battle armor mask.

There were fireworks, and the roaring explosion sounded like thunder. However, when the gun smoke dissipated, there was no mark on the whip lock mecha except for a few gray marks.

"It seems that your missile is not very good, why don't you try mine?"

Ivan crooked his mouth and raised the right arm of the whip lock mecha.

The miniature missile launch bay popped out, and several missiles ignited one after another, roaring and shooting towards the ground where Skye was standing.

Skye rolled over quickly and left the place.

Although she is still young, as a watchman, her usual physical training has not fallen behind.

He took out a pistol from his waist and shot at the face of the whiplash mecha, trying to interfere with its sight; Skye gradually moved closer to the battle circle around the arc.

"Tips for carving insects."

The pistol bullets hit the shell of the armor, and the clinking was as annoying as flies; Ivan was provoked, and threw the electric whip to the front.

Skye suddenly stopped, barely dodging a whip;

And the bus in front of her did not have such good luck, and was directly split in half by this whip.

At the split position, you can see that the broken wire is still flashing with sparks.

Seeing that he couldn't get any closer, Skye made up his mind, crouched down and put his hands on the bridge deck:

"Just here!"

She is trying to draw out her own powers again.

Since the battle with Jin Bing and others, she has tried many times in the base, trying to call out her "shock" ability again.

It's a pity, maybe she no longer has the strong and unwilling emotions that she did at the time. Although she can barely send out a little shock wave sometimes, it's limited to breaking the glass, or some other small functions, and it is difficult to cause a greater effect.

So in the team, she could only do logistical work, and she hardly ever went out to face the enemy.

But if it could go on like this, she would be so happy.

Every day when I'm bored, I play on the computer, surf the Internet, have a drink, chat with Nolan and others, and listen to their adventure stories.

Maybe this is the easy life you've been dreaming of?

However, there was a behind-the-scenes mastermind who transferred Nolan and others out of New York. Obviously, in a short period of time, she was the only watcher left here.

If possible, of course she hopes to hide in the base with Chen Wan and others, waiting for the hero to come again and save New York. She just needs to prepare some compliments afterwards.

However, if Nolan and others fail to arrive in time, perhaps after a while, the reputation of the watchmen will be reversed.

With the smearing of the rival media of the "Clarion Daily", the masses will definitely question, why is the "watchman" who always takes crime fighting as his responsibility, why he is counseled this time?

Because the other party is a foreign force? So bullying the soft and fearing the hard?

Or do you want to watch the pride of the Americans -- Tony Stark die?

Therefore, she must stand up and find a way to drag Nolan and others back!

"Come on, you can do it!" She encouraged herself secretly, trying to recall the scene of that battle.

With both hands on the ground, Skye closed her eyes and began to imagine that magic power was surging in her body, and she was controlling this power to destroy the bridge in front of her.

Then.

She heard the voice again as she wished.

Skye opened her eyes excitedly, and a crack 'clicked', extending from the bridge deck under her hand to the whiplash like a spider web.

"Ok?"

Ivan Vanke felt something was wrong.

However, he was wearing a helmet and had no outside vision.

The computer built into the armor can only mark the position of the enemy, and cannot judge the situation outside in real time.

Under Skye's full agitation, the concrete under the whip lock mech was quickly destroyed, and the several tons of the battle armor's own weight suddenly overwhelmed the bridge deck.

"No--"

The sense of weightlessness suddenly struck, Ivan let out a lone wolf-like howl, and involuntarily fluttered his limbs and fell.

It worked!

Skye couldn't help but say 'yes'!

Once he fell, with the opponent's weight, he would definitely fall directly into the sea, and it would never be possible to climb ashore again!

Skye hurried to Tony Stark and removed his visor.

He looked very bad, with a pale complexion, black blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and visceral debris faintly visible.

"Hello? 911? Yes, come here quickly! Fastest speed! Tony Stark is here, he's going to die soon!"

When the emergency call was called, the other party heard that Tony Stark was also on the bridge, and was shocked, and immediately promised to arrive at the rescue as quickly as possible.

Only then did Skye feel a little more at ease, and decided to check on the other people's situation again.

Suddenly she turned around suddenly and fell on the ground.

Then a missile swiped across her back and hit the railing of the bridge.

'Boom—'

A piece of the bridge railing, which was crumbling originally, suddenly fell in one piece.

Skye got up, and his face darkened.

In front of her, the whip lock mecha was suspended in mid-air. And behind him, several improved Iron Overlords who were raging obviously also noticed a scene here and rushed over.

"I didn't expect that, but I underestimated you. Looking at the marks on your clothes, you seem to be a member of some disgusting organization?"

"That's right. How did you achieve powered flight?"

Skye pointedly pointed at the propeller under his feet: "It stands to reason that apart from the few people I know, no one should be able to do this kind of technology?"

"Heh~www.novelmt.com~ You mean this?"

Ivan knocked on the lid on his chest, revealing a reactor similar to Iron Man's chest:

"This is not something from the Stark family! It originally belonged to my father's patent, but it was stolen by that sinister villain!"

Skye understood a little:

"But even so, this is just a dispute between you and the Stark family. You don't need to hurt these people, they are innocent!"

"Innocent? You ask my 'comrades' if they agree?!"

Ivan pointed to the Iron Overlords behind him:

"You treacherous politicians in the U.S. have sucked the last drop of blood on the alliance and then ruthlessly destroyed it like my father. Sitting in these machines are all warriors who have suffered in common with me, They are all willing to take revenge!"

The electric whip in his hand gradually lit up: "Proud Americans, today is your end!"

"Really? Do you really think so? But if you really want revenge against the United States, why don't you go to the White House to fight, instead you want to massacre ordinary people on the Brooklyn Bridge?"

The stern voice suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and Skye cried out happily: "Nolan! You're back!"

Behind the whip lock mecha, the invisible Nolan suddenly appeared, and the sharp Dagon dagger suddenly pierced into his knee joint under the transmission of the battle armor.

The joint circuit was destroyed, and Ivan knelt on one knee while screaming because of the stinging pain:

"Bastards! What kind of watchmen are you, but you're just a lackey in the United States!"

"Really? It's a pity, you should have been able to do more. It's a pity that your power limits you." Nolan sighed in a low voice, and then a halo flashed on his hand!

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