Chapter 277

In the eyes leaping with blue fire, there is the darkness of deja vu.

Tony saw the illusion again that a star surging with vast energy was dying in the Dark Universe. Huge, as if gravity distorts the power of space, holding it tightly, and the lost mass turns into a violent ray storm, destroying everything. In this dark space, chaos, destruction and heat are like an endless scorching hell.

The core of the star collapsed and was born with a terrible explosion. A rapidly rotating red neutron star replaced the original core and appeared in front of Tony.

A familiar whisper sounded in his ear, and the space in front of him began to distort... The structure of time and space is like the most crazy fantasy of mankind. Everything in the structure, dimension and space here is illogical and chaotic, which is completely contrary to the way of human thinking. Its unprecedented spatial structure and dimension will make people have crazy desire.

In the space-time dimension, countless visions like bubbles wrap the universe. The neutron star in Tony's line of sight floats with blood like life, and the planet is covered with blood.

An eye appeared on the surface of the neutron star and looked at Tony Stark.

"Tony Stark!"

"In this long time, only the stupidity of everything lasts forever. Your existence has verified this point again. Hmm? Feel fear and guilt. Let me see what you think?"

The red eyes closed slowly, and in the surrounding twisted space, Stark's thoughts and imagination were displayed upside down and disorderly like deformed monsters. Countless symbolic images are tangled in chaos.

"Do you feel the darkness in your heart? You're completely wrong. It's not your dark side that makes me. Ordinary people's shallowness can't have such power even if they are distorted again... It's me that makes your dark side! You know nothing about darkness, and no one dares to look directly at it, especially your simple and redundant existence."

"Generally speaking, looking directly at my mortals is either crazy or on the road of madness. You are no exception, so look directly at your fear! It will come true..."

Tony felt a mess in his mind. His memory, his wisdom and everything he was proud of were distorted so that he could not understand. Only the emotions of fear and despair were magnified here, beyond his imagined despair and the dark side of human nature, almost crushing him, and allowing him to ask helplessly: "who are you? Altron? Apocalypse? I can't remember..."

"Wrong, totally wrong! I am you. Everyone has a gehros in their heart, but Sargeras has only one... I am a mirror. Everyone sees only themselves in it."

"Let the world burn! We will eventually be one..."

The voice laughed wildly. Everything in front of Tony was burning, rich shadows, deep darkness, flames of various colors. His whole world was burning, surging magma and flames, surging madness and chaos!

Stark curled up in pain. He trembled because he saw himself in the burning century.

Ah, ah, ah!

Tony felt a heavy blow on his face and vaguely opened his eyes. He could only see the familiar color of his uniform, blue and white.

His eyes were sore and everything he looked at was covered with red.

"Stark! How are you?" the captain of the United States grabbed Tony and lay behind the sofa. Now the situation on the court is not good. Bruce dare not come forward. The monster Lyra has become is his nemesis. The little spider and Falcon are tied up everywhere. Now Tony has been hit hard again.

Tony's eyes seemed to be burning with fire and turned red. When he looked carefully, he could see the jumping golden red light and shadow.

His whole body twitched violently, his face twisted with pain, his whole body trembled, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. In this case, the captain of the United States did not dare to leave him alone, but the little spider and Falcon were beaten up and had no power to fight back.

At this time, the sharp spider's senses became an obstacle. When the little spider approached Lyra, every pore could touch the malicious, self-contained spiritual pollution aura, which made him suffer: "be careful! Too close to it will produce hallucinations! Now I look at the things around me, they are all flesh and blood."

The little spider even took time to glance at Lyra's face and moaned, "now it looks very beautiful in my eyes..."

Lyra's state can be described with ease. The fighting skills learned during the period of being an agent are more powerful when used with the devil's body. When the four anti joint arms try their best, the Falcon can't see clearly. He reluctantly resisted with his mechanical arm, and the situation was in jeopardy.

But what he didn't know was that the manipulator that stark modified for him had a fatal weakness.

The little spider's body has turned into a faint shadow. He walks around close to the wall and the ground, jumping up and down, and gives full play to the spider's variation ability. The sticky spider rope lays many obstacles around Lyra, which barely maintains the situation.

"Powerless mortal, I am ashamed of my identity! Shallow soul, disgusting flesh and blood, and that ugly appearance, you are as disgusting and annoying as insects... I really want to crush you all!" the monster of Lyra's image roared angrily: "the world needs to burn!"

She slapped the Falcon in the direction of the little spider. The bone spur on her arm suddenly protruded and opened a blood hole in the Falcon's shoulder. The little spider quickly held the Falcon and protected him.

"Stupid bugs, I've had enough of you!"

The next moment, the little spider felt his back tight, and his back neck was pinched. The powerful force oppressed him, which made him black. At last, he only saw the frightened expression of the Falcon and the mechanical arm that strangled him.

The strength of the mechanical arm is so powerful that the little spider feels that his cervical spine is about to be crushed,

The mechanical arm that held him did not give up, but forcibly pulled the Falcon together, and his forearm and elbow directly locked his throat.

The original normal mechanical arm has begun to deform. Insect claws and feet like centipede extend from both sides of the arm and buckle into the spider's skin. Sharp metal spines and scales slowly degenerate. Finally, it is like a mechanical monster mixed with Python and centipede, entrenched on the spider's neck.

"Who gives you the confidence to control them? Do you think the will of Mechanical creatures can be controlled by those illusory codes? Stupid human beings! Low flesh and blood life, the ruler of mechanical creation and the creator Titan have come, and you cursed flesh and blood will be burned..."

"My lord Sargeras is the creator of mechanical life. My Lord aochuang is the dominator of mechanical creation. Feel the power of steel and silicon! Under the aura of my lord Sargeras, the world will be purified!"