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

"From a world where people live by hunting dragons, forged from the bones, scales, and horns of ancient dragons."

"Ancient Dragon?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "Dragon?"

"It's ten times bigger than you imagine, and it can spew lava, control lightning, and distort gravity."

Li Ang walked around from behind the counter and stood in front of Patton.

"This bow has been fully modified to the highest level, and every arrow it fires carries the elemental power of an ancient dragon."

"The most crucial thing is..."

Li Ang paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the room.

"It doesn't require any additional sets or upgrades; it comes fully equipped from the start."

Barton's fingers tightened slightly. Although he didn't quite understand what "endgame gear" meant, he understood the phrase "it's fully equipped as soon as you get it."

"Shall we try the training ground?" Li Ang gestured with his chin toward the back of his head.

Without saying a word, Patton turned and left.

Instead of listening to a bunch of adjectives here, I'd rather pull the arrow myself.

……

Training Course.

The target plate that Wayne just shattered has automatically repaired itself; the three-meter-thick special alloy surface is now covered with runes and is as good as new.

"The target was repaired quite quickly."

Peter clicked his tongue in amazement.

"We have to be fast. You guys can demolish eight hundred times a day."

Patton walked behind the firing line, holding the bow in his left hand and letting his right hand hang naturally at his side.

He closed his eyes, feeling the difference in the bow and arrow in his hand.

When she opened her eyes again, her entire demeanor had changed.

That was the instantaneous transformation of a sniper with over twenty years of combat experience into combat mode.

Slow down your breathing, lower your shoulders, straighten your spine, and let all unnecessary emotions fade from your eyes.

"Try the bare bow first," Patton muttered to himself.

He took out an ordinary training arrow, nocked it, and drew it fully.

hum!

The sound of the bowstring vibrating wasn't loud, but everyone present frowned simultaneously.

It's not because it's harsh.

It's because of the frequency of that vibration that makes people feel numb starting from the soles of their feet.

Whoosh!

The arrow leaves the bowstring.

boom!

The arrow pierced through the first layer of alloy at the very center of the target plate.

"Through one layer? With a regular arrow?" Peter's eyes widened.

Wayne just shattered the target plate with his Galactic Cross Ray, but Barton pierced the first layer with a single ordinary arrow?

"The bow itself amplifies the physical penetrating power of the arrow." Tony rubbed his chin upon hearing this. "The explosive force at the moment the bowstring is released is that of a conventional composite bow... Jarvis, the data."

"About forty-seven times, sir," Jarvis's voice came through Tony's eyes.

"Forty-seven times," Tony repeated, his expression becoming subtle.

"This is just the bare bow," Li Ang added.

Barton turned and glanced at Li Ang, but said nothing.

Then he reached his right hand to his waist and pried it off with his large hand.

Click!

"Transformation."

Dark silver wolf-shaped armor covered his entire body, his mask was closed, and his eyes shone with a cold blue light.

Kamen Rider Vulcan, Assault Wolf Form.

Patton raised his bow again.

The dark purple animal patterns on the bow's limbs began to glow, one by one lighting up.

An arrow made of dark purple energy materialized out of thin air on the bowstring, with dragon flames surging at the arrowhead.

The air temperature in the training field was visibly rising.

Peter, who was standing in the front row, unconsciously took half a step back.

"This energy fluctuation..." Tony's expression finally turned serious.

Patton draws his bow.

The moment the bowstring was stretched to its limit, fine cracks appeared on the ground of the entire training field.

Patton let go.

No sound.

There was absolutely no sound.

That arrow was so fast that it didn't even have time to form a sonic boom.

A dark purple streak of light drew a straight line through the air, piercing directly through the target plate.

It's not penetration.

It runs through.

The three-meter-thick special alloy target plate was pierced through from front to back by an arrow.

The arrow, still powerful, struck the protective wall at the deepest part of the training ground.

The entire wall has cracked.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from the center, and debris fell in a flurry.

The training ground counter lit up briefly, then the screen went black.

"Overloaded," Jarvis reported calmly. "The energy level has exceeded the counter's limit, and the terminal device has automatically shut down due to overheating protection."

The entire room fell silent.

Peter's mouth was agape, and he forgot to say anything.

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, re-examining the figure standing behind the firing line, and suddenly felt that his Galaxy Spark was no longer appealing.

"I take back what I just said."

Pietro's lips twitched, and he muttered something under his breath.

Fury stared at the cracked protective wall, remained silent for a long time, and then uttered two words: "Fuck."

Tony walked up to the target plate, peered through the hole, and then looked at the shattered wall behind it.

"Barton".

"Um."

"Your usage rate was already quite strange when you used the compound bow before."

Tony turned around, his expression a mix of admiration and helplessness.

"Now tell me you're holding an ancient dragon bow that can blast through alloys, and you're wearing Kamen Rider armor."

"How are the remaining snipers supposed to survive? What's the difference between this and using an antimatter cannon to kill a mosquito?"

Patton lowered his bow, his face hidden behind a mask, but his voice carried an unusually high level of satisfaction.

"It feels good."

Leon nodded, but then shook his head regretfully. "It would be more suitable if it were Balkan shooting the wolf form."

buzzing buzzing...

Suddenly, a piercing metallic vibration came from the entrance of the training ground.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Thor stood in the doorway, his face full of confusion.

It wasn't because of Patton's arrow.

It's because of the pair of weapons that were gathering dust on his back.

The Chaos Double Blade.

The pair of monstrous weapons, which had been gathering dust ever since they were drawn in Asgard, were now trembling violently.

The chains rattled, and dark red patterns appeared on the blade, radiating a scorching heat.

"What's going on?"

Thor reached out and pressed down on one of the blades, but the impact made his hand go numb and he flinched away.

The Chaos Blades trembled incessantly, their tips pointing directly at the Amber Bow in Barton's hand.

It's not hostility.

It's excitement.

The restlessness a hunter feels when it smells the scent of its own kind.

"What's wrong with these two knives?"

Tony took two steps back, staring warily at the hovering twin blades.

"How should I know!" Thor said, looking aggrieved.

All eyes turned to Li Ang.

Li Ang tilted his head, looked at the Chaos Twin Blades, then at the Alatreon in Barton's hand, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Probably because..."

Li Ang stretched out his finger and drew a circle in the air.

"These two weapons share the same entry."

"What term?" Thor pressed.

"Kill God."