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732 , Ophiuchus, Tony Stark(2/2)

"boom!"

"Onischet!"

"The battle is over."

“…”

It was still Natasha Romanov. Just when Natasha Romanov thought the battle was over, the sacred garment that completely made Tony Stark break the small universe was about to die, in the rolling smoke and dust, Natasha Romanov's eyes captured a detail.

"Waterjafark?"

Lake, who was already ready to get on the off-road vehicle, seemed to have noticed something, turned around, looked at the center of the battle, took off his sunglasses and took a breath: "Tiga?"

Hill blinked and looked at Lake: "Tiga? What is this?"

Lake did not answer Hill's question at this moment, but felt that he was not very scientifically watching the scene on the battlefield.

"Click!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The Transformers' right foot, countless tight gears, made an indescribable astringency, but his right foot, which was lifting up and about to step on the sacred garment, stayed fifteen centimeters above the sacred garment.

but……

The last fifteen centimeters were like a natural barrier, which made the Transformers unable to step on the last kick as hard as they could and how to increase their horsepower.

Nothing else.

He was stopped.

The Transformers' right foot was not stomping on the air, but at the last critical moment, they were stopped by the two arms of the Holy Cloth that crossed the Holy Cloth's chest.

Adam pointed to the sky and disappeared into the air just after the giant python was suppressed. At this moment, he appeared in the air again. The stars of Ophiuchus, who were shining with light, shouted to everyone, "Look at you."

Everyone looked up in an instant.

But the stars that had just disappeared appeared in the air again, and even not only appeared again, but endless starlight burst out from the stars in the Odul-Child.

Starlight sprinkled from above.

destination.

In the empty helmet of the holy garment.

“That’s…”

"What's this?"

"Tony?"

“…”

The Transformers, who were blocked by the crossing of the two arms of the Holy Cloth, looked at the scene where the originally empty but now gathered countless starlights. In the empty helmet, they seemed to evolve the trajectory of the Ophiuchus. They tilted their heads. At this moment, countless data were flashing to try to analyze this phenomenon.

Next second.

The two arms of the Holy Clothes slowly landed, making the Transformers' right foot closer again.

But this is not because I don’t have the strength to stop it.

Quite the opposite.

There is a saying that sometimes, retracting power is not because of powerlessness, but because of power, just to allow the next punch to bombard it more powerfully.

Immediately afterwards.

The moment the Sacred Cloth's arms approached his chest, infinite power burst out instantly. With a roar, the Transformers, who were condescending and stepping on him, flew out in an instant.

A boom!

The Transformers were raised by the holy clothing, and then they transformed into the shape of a vibrator jet. Then, they transformed again in the air, stabilized their form, and rushed towards the holy clothing that stood up at that moment under the action of the pusher, their right fist was like a rocket.

The Holy Clothes, who turned their backs to everyone, also turned around and punched.

Boom!

This punch is not a punch.

But...

Tony Stark finally learned the last ten thousand punches he had learned during his years of practicing the small universe practice!
Chapter completed!
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