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

The flames struck Kang, and the shield lit up again.

The flames were consumed; not even a drop of heat was transferred.

Spectator area.

"I am Groot." Groot's tone was heavy.

"He said this shield is outrageous," Rocket translated.

"That's more than outrageous." Star-Lord squatted on the ground, chin resting on his knees. "It's completely ineffective. What's the difference between this and hitting thin air?"

Wanda's crimson energy pulsed at her fingertips as she kept her eyes fixed on the simulator in the training field.

"That shield isn't just a simple energy barrier," she said. "It absorbs all the energy it comes into contact with and then converts it into its own reserves."

"So, hitting him is like giving him a recharge?" Pietro's smile vanished.

"More or less," Wanda nodded.

Inside the training ground, Doctor Strange had already switched between three modes.

Water, wind, and soil.

Every attack was silently swallowed up by the shield.

He began to change his strategy.

Instead of elemental attacks, use spatial magic.

Mirror dimension.

Doctor Strange drew circles with both hands simultaneously, and the spatial structure of the training ground began to distort, with the ground folding towards Kang's feet like crumpled paper.

Kang paused for a moment.

effective.

But it only lasted for 0.3 seconds.

Kang's mental power erupted once again, directly crushing the spatial anchor point of the mirror dimension.

Then he appeared in front of Doctor Strange.

The distance was less than half a meter.

Doctor Strange reacted quickly, overloading the drive's magic engine and causing the three magic circles to explode simultaneously, forming a highly dense protective wall.

Swish!

Kang's heavy punch cracked the protective wall.

boom!

Doctor Strange was blasted away, his back slamming into the wall of the training ground, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the wall.

He slid down, kneeling on one knee, a large area of ​​the runes on the armor surface darkening.

"Simulation over," Li Ang's voice rang out.

Kang's replica shattered on the spot, turning into purplish-black specks of light that dissipated into the air.

The training ground returned to its gray and calm state.

Doctor Strange propped himself up on his knees, and his cloak automatically brushed the debris off his back.

"Ninety-three percent accuracy?" He gasped for breath. "If the true transcendent Kang still has seven percent of on-the-spot performance..."

"Then you can't even withstand three moves." Li Ang walked out of the spectator area, his hands in his pockets.

"The shield nullifies all energy attacks, and the mental power can restrict the opponent's movements within a hundred-meter range. The speed and power of close combat far exceed your reaction limit."

"This thing has no weaknesses at all."

Doctor Strange deactivated his transformation, the Driver's light went out, and the armor shattered into golden specks that were recycled.

He stood there in his monk's robes, his expression grim.

"It's not without weaknesses," he said. "The fact that my armor blocked the mental attack shows that the runes of the Warlock have a certain resistance to mental attacks."

"Moreover, the mirror dimension paused him for 0.3 seconds, so spatial abilities might be the breakthrough point."

"Also, although his shield can nullify energy, I noticed a detail when I was knocked away the last time."

Doctor Strange looked at Li Ang.

"The shield contracts in sync with his punch."

"Interesting." Li Ang blinked as he held his freshly brewed coffee.

"That means there will be gaps in his defense when he attacks." Steve walked over, his eyes sharp.

"That's how it is in theory," Doctor Strange nodded, "but that gap is too short, less than a tenth of a second."

"So we need someone who can deliver a fatal blow in a fraction of a second," Wanda chimed in.

Everyone looked in several directions at the same time.

Thor, Loki, Tony...

But they weren't there.

"Take the intelligence back first," Steve decided. "Shield nullification, mind control, defensive gaps during attacks... this information is more useful than any gacha pull."

"Wait a minute." Darcy suddenly tugged at Jane's sleeve. "Didn't you hear me?"

Everyone quieted down.

A strange noise came from upstairs.

The golden light spread out along the stairs and appeared before everyone's eyes.

Another golden legend.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment, then rushed up the stairs in unison.

In the living room, right in the center of a small mountain of gashapon shells, a pale-faced man held up a cracked gashapon shell in one hand.

Golden light burst forth from the crack, casting flickering light on his pale face.

The two red scars looked particularly glaring in the golden light.

"Coport".

The clown looked down at what was emerging from the golden light in his palm, the scar on his lips stretched to its limit with his smile.

"what?"

"I told you, the best things always come last!"

The golden light dissipated.

A black, rod-shaped object lay in the clown's palm.

It is entirely black, with faint purplish-red patterns flowing across its surface.

A dark red crystal is also embedded at the top.

The entire object exudes a sense of oppression.

"What kind of broken stick is this?"

Cobo leaned in, his nose almost touching the thing.

The clown ignored him, his long fingers turning the black rod over and over.

"This is the Dark Spark, which can transform you into Dark Lugiel."

Li Ang pointed at the black rod in the clown's palm, speaking in a calm and unhurried tone.

"The opposite of Lugiel, the Giant of Light, is the being of darkness."

"Unlike the other Ultramen you've seen, Lugiel doesn't protect anyone; he only does one thing..."

Li Ang raised his index finger.

"Destroy order."

The clown's facial muscles twitched slightly, and the two red scars revealed a subtle expression with the movement.

It wasn't surprise, it was resonance.

"continue."

"Lucier believes that the Order of Light itself is the greatest lie, all rules, laws, morals..."

"It's nothing more than a collar that the strong put around the necks of the weak."

Li Ang spread his hands, his tone light and cheerful, as if he were telling a bedtime story.

"So he wants to tear all of this apart and return the world to its original state of chaos."

"Use this Dark Spark to transform into Dark Lugiel."

"As for size, it can be big or small, with the largest reaching over fifty meters."

Li Ang stretched out his hand, projecting a holographic image into the void.

In the image, a humanoid creature entirely in black stands in the center of the ruins.

Its eyes are exaggerated red crosses, and it also has a red core on its chest.

"Dark Lugiel's core ability is to transform all life and matter it comes into contact with into 'Spark Dolls'."

Li Ang snapped his fingers, and the black humanoid figure in the hologram reached out and touched a building.

The building has shrunk.

It went from a tall building of more than ten stories to a plastic toy the size of a palm.

"Targets turned into Spark Dolls will lose all mobility, their consciousness sealed in a miniature shell, neither able to die nor move."

"forever."

The living room was completely silent.

The clown looked down at the dark sparks in his palm, then at the holographic image of the building being turned into a toy.

"Hahahaha!"

Cobbler was so startled that he took two steps back.

The clown laughed so hard he bent over, one hand on his knee, the other holding up the Dark Spark and pointing it at Li Ang.

"What did you say? Turn things into toys?"

His laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes lit up, and his pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints.

"This is exactly the same ability as that fruit, but it should be described as an enhanced, special version?"

"Funny, so very fun!"