He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

boom!

When Pietro clashed head-on with Speed ​​Demon for the thirty-eighth time, his entire right arm had lost sensation.

The right arm armor of the Tuonado armor shattered completely, and metal fragments flew all over the ground.

Sonic's blue arc was still flashing in his hair, but it was noticeably slower by half a beat.

"You're slowing down." Speed ​​Demon noticed this as well.

The gray afterimage stopped twenty meters away. He flicked the blood off his wrist, and a smile appeared on his previously embarrassed face.

"I reckon your armor can only hold out for three more rounds at most."

Pietro scratched his head but did not respond.

He could actually maintain his speed, but his body couldn't keep up.

With each high-speed collision, the bones protested.

"Three rounds? Your math isn't very good." Pietro spat out a mouthful of blood, struggling to keep his legs from trembling. "At least five more rounds."

"Then let me calculate it for you."

The Speed ​​Demon disappeared.

The gray afterimage cut in from the front, moving even faster than before.

Pietro had no time to dodge and could only cross his arms to block.

No collision occurred.

The speed demon suddenly stopped, turning around in surprise to look behind him.

"What is this?!"

A jet-black hand emerged from the shadow of the Swift Demon.

His five fingers, like iron clamps, gripped the speed demon's ankle tightly.

Black Sabbath.

Loki's double emerged from the shadows on the ground, its translucent black body swirling with dark purple patterns unique to chaotic magic.

Its movements were completely unexpected, and even its presence was completely concealed by Loki's magic.

The speed demon reacted extremely quickly, and the moment it saw the hand, it began to struggle with all its might.

But the golden arrow of the Black Sabbath had already solidified and pierced straight into the calf muscle of the speed demon.

"what!"

Speed ​​Demon let out a short cry of pain, realizing that as the golden arrow pierced through his muscle fibers, his opponent was draining his life energy.

"Hey, long time no see, Mr. Fast Legs."

Loki leaned against a giant rock, chaotic mist swirling around his fingertips, his expression as if he were watching a boring performance.

"Loki?!" Pietro paused for a second, "When did you...?"

"I've been preparing since your fifteenth collision."

Loki rested his chin on his hand, his tone languid.

"You think I was resting behind the rock? I was waiting for him to get into my Stand's attack range."

"Why couldn't you have acted sooner?!"

"That's so boring."

Pietro was so angry he wanted to curse, but Speed ​​Demon had already begun to fight back.

The wound from the golden arrow piercing his calf was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Speed ​​Demon exerted his strength suddenly, the muscles in his entire leg bulged, and he forcefully broke free from the Black Sabbath's grasp.

"Healing ability?" Loki raised an eyebrow. "Interesting."

The moment the speed demon broke free, the blue arc of light had already arrived.

Pietro seized the opportunity.

Sonic the Hedgehog unleashed his full power, transforming into a high-speed blue projectile that slammed head-on into Speed ​​Demon's abdomen.

boom!

Speed ​​Demon was blasted more than ten meters away, tumbling twice before regaining his balance.

He glanced down at the dent in his abdomen; at least three ribs were broken, but the fragments were putting back in place on their own.

"Two against one?" Speed ​​Demon spat out a mouthful of blood, his tone not angry, but rather somewhat excited. "That's more like it."

The Black Sabbath erupted from the ground, its form expanding continuously. Strange purple runes clung to its body, then transformed into countless black and purple arrows that flew across the sky.

Speed ​​Demon's body had completed its self-repair, and his speed surged once again.

Gray afterimages weaved through the rain of arrows, each one missing by a hair's breadth.

But Loki's double doesn't need to hit.

What it needs is to restrict the movement route of the speed demon.

"Pietro, aren't you a fast runner?"

Loki stood up, and chaotic magic poured from his fingertips, weaving a dark purple magical network on the ground.

"I'll block the road, you'll run it over."

Pietro understood instantly.

Loki's double arrows blocked the way from above and both sides, while a chaos magic circle restricted movement from the ground.

The only direction a speed demon can run is directly forward.

And directly in front of him is Pietro.

The Sonic template buzzed, and blue arcs of light gathered to their maximum at the soles of his feet.

Speed ​​Demon also realized what was happening: "You guys..."

Pietro rushed out.

The blue projectile collided with the gray afterimage, and the shockwave blasted away all the rubble within a fifty-meter radius.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive collisions.

Speed ​​Demon's left arm twisted at an abnormal angle, his chest cavity caved in, and the first tear finally appeared in his gray bodysuit.

"That's not enough! I won't fall here! My family is waiting for me!"

Speed ​​Demon snapped his dislocated left arm back into place with one hand, the sound of the bones returning to their original position so crisp it made your teeth ache.

"My bones are harder than you think."

The golden arrow of the Black Sabbath pierced his back once more, the life force it drained causing the speed demon's face to turn pale.

"You're a nuisance." Speed ​​Demon turned and glanced at Loki.

Loki shrugged: "Thanks for the compliment."

Speed ​​Demon took a deep breath.

The next second, all the muscles in his body exploded at once.

Gray kinetic energy suddenly exploded from his body, shattering the three arrows that the Black Sabbath had pierced into his back.

The residual shockwaves traveled along the ground, and the magic circle Loki had set up was also cracked in several places.

"This guy..." Pietro's eyes widened.

Speed ​​Demon's wounds have all healed, and his speed has returned to its peak.

See you next time.

Speed ​​Demon had no desire to linger on the battlefield.

His judgment was simple: he could easily defeat Pietro in a one-on-one fight, but in a two-on-one situation, plus that annoying Stand, dragging it out would be pointless.

The gray afterimage drew a straight line on the horizon of Titan before disappearing.

Pietro wanted to give chase, but Loki stopped him.

"Don't chase him. In your current state, you'd just be asking for trouble." Loki retracted the Black Sabbath. "Besides, that guy's healing factor is disgusting. We can't kill him in a short time."

"So we just let him get away?"

"He can't escape." Loki's eyes darkened. "No matter how fast he runs, he can't travel through space back to his own universe. In the end, he'll definitely come looking for trouble again."

……

Above the battlefield.

Dr. Spectroscopy's iridescent prism continuously swept its seven-colored beams across the ground.

High temperature, freezing, gravity, electromagnetism...

The seven attributes switch in turn, keeping the Avengers members on the ground busy dealing with them.

"That bastard's all he does is fly kites in the sky. Come down here if you dare!"

Rocket grumbled and hid behind Groot.

"Let me give it a try!"

Wanda gripped the bird-headed staff tightly, the dark red light in her eyes growing stronger.

She noticed something.

Each time Dr. Spectroscopy's prism switches properties, there is a gap of approximately 0.3 seconds. During this gap, the iridescent light on the prism's surface will dim briefly.

That was when the shield was at its weakest.

But 0.3 seconds is too short.

Ordinary attack methods simply cannot break through that distance in time.

Unless the attack itself does not require flight time.

Wanda pulled a dark red card from the tip of her staff.

Mutant Clow Cards.

The original cute design on the card has been completely eroded by chaotic magic, replaced by distorted dark red patterns.

"Dark Thunder".