Two months ago.

Aldridge Killian was naked, his hands and feet tied to the bed board for experiments. The researchers checked and calibrated the instruments and equipment around him to confirm that the data was normal.

The researcher in front of the computer made an "OK" gesture, indicating that the experiment could begin.

A doctor took out the syringe from the box, and the syringe was filled with dark purple liquid.

"Are you sure you do this?" He came to Killian with a syringe and confirmed repeatedly. "You have to know that the quality and quantity of this dose are completely different from what you have injected before. We have never conducted relevant experiments and cannot predict what will happen to you. If you overheat and get out of control - and that is likely to happen - we will have no means to help you stabilize..."

"And I'll blow it up on the spot, like those failed items. Yes, I know, either be the truly perfect 'ultimate creature' or die in an attempt." Killian shrugged indifferently, "We all know the risks, Doctor. But someone must dare to take risks to make a breakthrough. OK Don't waste time, let's start quickly."

He clearly expressed his determination, so the doctor no longer dissuaded him. He injected all the tubes of deep purple liquid into Killian's vein.

The effects of the virus came fiercely. Within seconds, they rode into the circulation system with their blood and quickly played a role. The fiery breath rushed straight into the forehead, making Killian feel like a volcano on the verge of eruption. The high temperature was like a supernova erupting from the depths of his body, and flames licked his bones, muscles and every nerve fiber.

Killian felt dizzy. He roared subconsciously, and the heat was spewing from his mouth and nose like crazy, and every pore on his body. He felt the bones melting bit by bit as if they were thrown into a furnace. The burning pain on his muscles almost fainted. The blood in every blood vessel was burned to a boil, as if there were thousands of troops running in the blood vessels.

His five senses began to become blurred and hazy. He faintly heard the alarm sound, and the researchers shouted his name loudly. The computer was burned, the lines were burned, and electric sparks burst out. Everyone hurried out of the room. They locked the protective door from the outside, and the sealed room was like a microwave oven that was about to burn out.

The researchers hid outside and watched their boss shine in the room through the surveillance camera, on the verge of detonation. One person couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Can this room still hold on?"

"Don't worry. This place is designed to be indestructible, and no matter what kind of blow it can be broken through." Another man said, but subconsciously wiped his sweat. "Maybe we should worry about the boss, maybe we have to change jobs if we do it."

"The temperature is over 5,000 degrees!" The researcher in front of the computer was sweating profusely.

The surveillance camera image was extinguished. A dull sound like a landmine came from the wall that was said to be "indestructible". The wall was scattered from the ceiling, and the entire wall was violently concave to the outside, just like someone pounding violently with a meteor hammer from the inside.

Everyone was stunned.

They vaguely realized that things were not good.

The second round of shocks followed one after another, more fierce than the previous round. The military-grade reinforced super-thick composite wall panels could not withstand the impact. The terrifying power tore the wall panels from the inside, and the flames that broke out finally ruthlessly surged out like a demon breaking through the cage. The researchers were swallowed up by the heat wave before they could scream. The high temperature of more than 5,000 degrees evaporated their flesh and bones instantly. The red and hot light broke through the entire building, and the split ceiling was melted into ashes as soon as it collapsed.

The impact swept through, the flames dissipated, and there was only a charred ruin on the ground. The flames burned out a taboo realm, and no life could survive in this realm.

But someone survived.

The broken human figure staggered up from the ruins, and the remaining bone structures on the legs barely supported the body. The evaporated muscle tissue grew again on the bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by the skin wrapped in these internal structures. Lava-like substances flowed under the new skin like blood, sizzling white smoke.

Aldridge Killian looked up and looked around the ruins, showing a hideous and crazy smile.

He succeeded. He endured the ultimate "desperate virus" and became the most perfect desperate warrior.

He became the true "ultimate creature".

***

Now, at this moment.

Aldridge Killian stood in front of Iron Man with a strange red light, as if he had a hot aura around him, making his entire image look a little erratic. The scorching wind filled the space, Killian pulled off the fragments of clothing left on his upper body, revealing the complete Oriental Dragon Totem on his chest, and even the dragon seemed to be burning.

Tony subconsciously took a step back.

"Sir, the energy in the other party's body is much higher than the previous 'desperate warrior'." Jarvis reminded.

"Yes, I have always had this premonition, for some reason." Tony said.

Killian grinned. He kicked his heel, and shot out like a fire arrow, and the floor was almost burned through the soles of his feet. He was as agile as an antelope, several times faster than Saven's movements before he had time to react! He flashed in front of Tony before he had time to react, and the red hot uppercut hit the abdomen of the 42nd generation armor like a heavy cannon of five thousand degrees!

An unscientific miracle force penetrated the armor's defense with the burning temperature of the skin. Tony in the steel armor felt a turbulent flow in his stomach, and his internal organs were like fire.

This is not over. Killian followed closely with a left fist and hit Tony's helmet with a bang. The heat penetrated through the protection of gold and titanium alloy. The monitor in front of Tony had a violent screen, and then there was a red alarm of "armor damage".

Killian's left foot exerted force, jumped up in the air, and swirled a whole circle. His scorching leg rushed over like a fire whip that was thrown out. Tony hurriedly raised his arm to hold it, and his powerful leg hit the armor of his forearm with an unparalleled power. The outer armor plate cracked overwhelmed, and the electric sparks splashed like raindrops. The alarm of "armor damage" buzzed like crazy, and Tony felt that his arm had lost consciousness.

Because Killian defeated several sets of Iron Man in the final battle of "Iron Man 3" and still had not lost (although the sets of Iron Man on the battlefield were not all combat armor), Michael had already guessed that Iron Man might not be his opponent with such a set of armor.

But even so, he was a little surprised because he didn't expect the battle to be so one-sided.

It seems that no matter what Killian did, he is already a little stronger than in the original plot of the movie. Be bolder to guess, and even fatal injuries such as beheading or piercing the heart cannot do anything to him.

Iron Man and Killian have switched several rounds. That's it, but basically Killian is launching an offense, while Tony is just trying his best to defend.

Killian stepped on the right, and a shoulder hit Tony's chest. A circle of visible fire waves exploded on his armor, causing him to slam it backwards. But Tony was in the air and his palms immediately rushed downwards, and a beautiful air-flip fell back to the ground and stood back.

In just a few rounds of confrontation, Tony was shocked and sweated. He dared not underestimate Killian at all. He had not been able to stand firm and had completed the gathering of energy. He raised his hand and shot at Killian without thinking. But Killian was very quick and a repulsive beam was brushing his forehead and shot in the air. He kicked his feet quickly, and rushed to him before Tony had time to fire. He grabbed Tony's wrist with his arm, twisted his backhand and aimed his repulsive muzzle at his head.

The golden energy cannon shot out and exploded on Iron Man's own armor at zero distance. Killian kicked him over and pushed his hot knees on the reactor in front of his chest. Killian elbowed his helmet, making the joints of the helmet loose slightly. Then he pulled his helmet down with brute force, revealing Tony Stark, who was bleeding from his cheeks.

The armor's combat power was basically lost, and it was as hot as a full-power oven. Tony's forehead was covered with sweat and he was panting heavily. His wise brain was running rapidly, thinking about countermeasures, but he could only come to the conclusion that it seemed to help him get out of trouble again and again.

That's it, this is the end of Iron Man.

Killian smiled relaxedly.

"You should have expected this moment when you threw me on the roof in Switzerland, Stark," he said.

Thirteen years ago, Killian, who was still an insignificant little man, enthusiastically asked Tony Stark to support his career. Tony used a lie to make him wait on the roof all night, but he ran to the hotel room to have a happy and romantic life.

"Bye now."

Killian raised his right hand high, his arms wrapped around the scorching flames, like a red hot blade just pulled out of the furnace.

The next second, something hit Killian violently from behind. He let out a "ah" and his whole body was blown away from Iron Man.

Tony raised his head in confusion, and saw that the old man in the black suit had just put his right hand in a pair of black steel gloves at some point, and the muzzle in his palm was lit with a light blue light. A huge golden circle spread above his head, and more other armor parts were flying out one after another, placing them onto the old man one after another.

In less than a second, the old man in black suit disappeared, and the guy in black and gold armor stood there, his helmet lit with V-shaped eyepieces.

"Sorry, Killian, the deal has been cancelled." He walked forward slowly, even his voice becoming completely different from before. "Now, it's time to liquidate personal grudges."
Chapter completed!