"Even if I give it to you, do you dare take it?" Kyle's calm yet commanding voice echoed through the mirror dimension in London, striking Proxima Midnight and Corvus Give with its sharpness.

  Proxima Midnight narrowed her eyes, her brown pupils reflecting Kyle as a dangerous glint flickered in them. She turned to Corvus Give and whispered, "Be careful. This human killed Ronan.

  A human killing the Kree leader Ronan was a shock that reverberated throughout the Gactic Federation and even reached distant regions of the universe.

  "Ronan was a fool who dared to defy our master. It's no wonder he was killed. Don't worry, I'll cut off his hand to take the Power Stone and then behead him as an offering to our master." Corvus Give scoffed, dismissing Ronan's importance.

  He raised his two-meter-long give with one hand, exuding a cold and oppressive aura as he approached Kyle, his thin tongue flicking out like a snake.

  With undisguised murderous intent, Corvus Give said coldly to Kyle, "I will not underestimate you as Ronan did. I will use all my power to make you a ghost under my bde. Remember my name - Corvus Give, the one who will kill you."

  "You talk too much and... I never remember the names of dead men," Kyle replied, unfazed, as he turned the Power Stone back into a card and stored it in his Card Space.

  The formidable aura emanating from Corvus Give was one of the three strongest Kyle had ever faced. He was undoubtedly several times stronger than Ronan, but simply being stronger than Ronan didn't warrant Kyle using one of his trump cards, the Power Stone.

  If the te Ronan knew that he was being used as a measure of fighting strength, he probably wouldn't be able to rest in peace!

  "Tony, no need to choose. Let's just take one each. Finish quickly so we can get home for dinner," Kyle said, turning to Tony who was standing next to him.

  "No problem. I'll handle the other one!" Tony nodded, looking at Proxima Midnight standing beside Corvus Give. He knew Corvus Give was the stronger of the two, which was why Kyle had targeted him from the start.

  His Godfather was always like this— either fighting multiple enemies at once or targeting the strongest vilin.

  "I'm Iron Man. If I lose again, I'll never be able to stay on my path as a Hero," Tony thought, still brooding over his previous failure to defeat two of Thanos' warriors and allowing his companions to be captured.

  "You're my opponent, then?" Proxima Midnight smiled, licking her dry lips before speaking. "I'm Proxima Midnight. I am quite pleased to meet a dead man!"

  Before the st sylble of "Dead" had even left her mouth, Proxima Midnight moved. A burst of white air exploded behind her as she crossed over ten meters in a fsh.

  Proxima Midnight appeared in front of Tony before she crouched slightly like a female leopard baring its fangs, driving her bck spear fiercely toward his chest.

  Such incredible speed!

  A flicker of surprise passed through Kyle's eyes. He saw her sudden attack and movement with perfect crity, but even so, he chose not to intervene.

  This was Tony's opponent. If he always needed help and couldn't defeat powerful enemies on his own, then Tony wouldn't truly be Iron Man— a mortal standing shoulder to shoulder with gods.

  As the spear descended, ready to pierce his chest in a split second, Tony couldn't visually keep up with her inhuman speed. However, with the assistance of J.A.R.V.I.S. and the emergency defenses of the Iron Man suit, he managed to raise his left hand to block.

  *"Screech!!"*

  Proxima Midnight's spear struck Tony's Iron Man left arm, causing a shower of sparks and electric fshes. The spear pierced through the armor, known for its high protective capabilities that could easily withstand high-explosive impacts and armor-piercing rounds, almost penetrating Tony's vulnerable human arm inside.

  Even so, Tony suffered a significant loss. His damaged Iron Man left arm crackled with electricity, rendered useless in a single blow.

  J.A.R.V.I.S quickly issued an urgent alert: "Sir! The armor on your left arm is completely paralyzed. That spear carries a strange energy that instantly disrupts electronic technology!"

  "I can see and feel that!" Tony swiftly extended his right hand, cmping down on the spear with his fingers like a vice. With the engine assisting his arm, he prevented the spearhead from penetrating further into the armor.

  "Just missed. Next time, it will be your heart inside the tin suit that gets pierced," Proxima Midnight sneered as she continued to advance, driving Tony backward with great speed.

  The two of them crashed into the building's ground floor, breaking through several steel-reinforced concrete walls and gss windows, disappearing onto the other side of the street behind the building, as dust and debris filled the air.

  After they left, only Kyle and Corvus Give remained.

  "Aren't you going to help him? Your friend might be killed by Proxima Midnight," Corvus Give said coldly.

  Kyle shook his head slightly and confidently said, "No need. He'll take care of Proxima Midnight, and I'll take care of you."

  "Is that so?"

  Corvus Give said nothing further before stepping lightly as he raised his give high above his head. With speed surpassing Proxima Midnight, he charged straight at Kyle, aiming to ssh his head.

  There were no fancy attack techniques, just a straightforward and decisive move.

  But with sub-supersonic speed and an indescribably powerful ssh, the air within dozens of meters around was violently disturbed, creating a turbulent wind with Corvus Give's movement.

  Kyle could clearly feel the impending ssh, with every hair on his body standing on end as if sharp bdes were grazing his skin, his inner arm bells ringing.

  If this attack completely hit a vital spot then he might actually die!

  Kyle's heart trembled slightly, but this long-lost sense of threat didn't make him feel fear or panic. Instead, it made his blood run hot, igniting a faint fme of battle intent within him.

  Yes, battle intent.

  When facing Malekith enhanced by the Aether, he was only slightly serious, but now Corvus Give was directly igniting a fierce battle spirit within him.

  Kyle's lips curved slightly upward, and he stepped forward with his left foot. As his heavy step nded, the natural gravity around him doubled and continued to increase.

  **Repulsion Force Pull!**

  "Huh?"

  In mid-air, Corvus Give's expression changed slightly. The sudden repulsion force caused his smooth movements to stall, but he still swung his give down, not fully reaching Kyle yet.

  The gray-bck give's downward ssh formed an arc like a crescent moon, with a whistling sound as it aimed for Kyle's forehead. It was immediately blocked by a magical shield. The collision between the bde and the golden shield sent countless hot sparks flying outward!

  The battle had officially begun!

  (End of Chapter)

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