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“I will not change my name or surname, Ivan-Kim-Vanco,” Ivan-Vanco declared loudly.

"Well, I originally intended to bury you alive in the desert, but you seem to have some skill. Now that you've brought Tony back, I'll give you a chance to work for me." The Mandarin spoke as if he were bestowing a favor upon Ivan Vanko.

"Trying to look like an elephant with a scallion stuck in its nose, who do you think you are!"

Ivan Vanko cursed, "What the hell? Do you really think you can take me for granted? Still following him? Alchemists will never be slaves!"

Ivan Vanko's behavior did not surprise the Mandarin; it would have been strange if he had suddenly bowed down.

As for Ivan Vanko's dissatisfaction with him, the Mandarin didn't care; if someone was unwilling, he would simply subdue them with force.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan Vanko saw the Mandarin raise his right hand, and the ring on his little finger flashed.

Blackbody rays!

(It's possible to create an area that can absorb all light.)

In an instant, Ivan Vanko's surroundings turned completely dark, and all the light disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Having given Ivan Vanko a taste of his own medicine, the Mandarin, with his hands behind his back, flew in the direction Tony had fled, intending to catch the two escaped ants before dealing with Ivan Vanko.

Sizzle... Boom!

A bolt of lightning shot out from the darkness, poised to strike the Mandarin directly above Ivan Vanko.

In the darkness, Ivan Vanko smiled slightly with his eyes closed.

Alchemists don't rely solely on light to sense enemies!

Before Ivan Vanko could gloat for more than a few seconds, the electric dragon that had been attacking the Mandarin was shattered and bounced off into the surrounding sand by an invisible force.

"Ugh...you made me angry."

The Mandarin stared coldly at the dark area below, the ring on his left thumb gleaming.

The power to repel the electric dragon came from the ring on his left thumb. This power, called White Light, can emit various forms of energy along the electromagnetic spectrum and can be used to create powerful gravity.

"You like using electricity, don't you?" the Mandarin said casually, pointing his left middle finger at Ivan Vanko on the ground.

Lightning Storm!

A violent surge of electricity erupted towards Ivan Vanko.

Ivan Vanko, on the ground, sensed the rapid increase in the concentration of electrical elements around him. He pressed his hands on the sand and extracted iron sand from deep within it.

The iron sand rapidly reorganized around Ivan Vanko, directly forming an iron cage.

This is a simplified version of the famous Faraday cage, which can protect the people inside from the effects of external electric fields.

The current flowed through the outer shell and into the ground. The remaining electricity had little effect on Ivan Vanko, as his electrical resistance was still quite high, thanks to his status as a lightning alchemist.

After emitting electric shocks for half a day, the Mandarin still didn't hear Ivan Vanko's wails, and puzzled, he deactivated the Blackbody Ray.

Ivan Vanko appeared before the Mandarin, completely unharmed.

"Read more books, you idiot who only knows how to spout nonsense based on your brother's words."

Ivan Vanko managed a sarcastic remark, but the metal shell around him was already starting to melt. If the Mandarin continued to strike with electricity, the defensive shell would be breached.

After all, this Faraday cage is a temporary product with quite a few flaws, and the fact that it has lasted this long is a testament to Ivan Vanke's excellent technology.

Chapter Fifty-Four: Where Have All the Villains' Traditional Virtues Gone?!

Hearing Ivan Vanko's mocking words, the Mandarin's face turned completely dark.

He flicked Ivan Vanko's right pinky finger slightly.

Ice storm!

The sound of freezing immediately rang out.

The temperature along the energy ray path drops rapidly, quickly approaching absolute zero.

In such extreme cold, Ivan Vanko was frozen in place.

Inside the massive block of ice, besides Ivan Vanko, there was also a brilliant blue electric light, which, like paint on ice, remained completely still in its original position.

"Humph!"

The Mandarin let out a heavy nasal sound, then turned and flew towards Tony.

As for whether Ivan Vanko could survive, the Mandarin didn't care. If he survived, he would consider subduing him; if he didn't, so be it, he would just consider him dead.

In the distant desert, Tony and Ethan were running forward on foot. His armor's energy had been exhausted, and the little energy left was barely enough to absorb the shrapnel in Tony's blood and sustain his life.

dong dong!

Tony and Ethan knelt down, their backs bearing immense pressure, and the surrounding gravity suddenly more than doubled.

“Tony Stark, come back with me and make me weapons. I will guarantee your safety.”

The Mandarin walked out step by step, stood in front of Tony, and leaned down to look at Tony Stark and said.

"You're dreaming!"

Tony said through gritted teeth.

"is it?"

The Mandarin had been rejected twice in a row and had completely lost his patience.

The ring on my right index finger lights up, firing a laser beam!

(It can project various forms of energy, such as fast neutrons and huge oscillatory forces.)

"Ahhh..."

Ethan screamed in agony as his body began to disintegrate under the influence of the shockwave.

"Ethan!!!"

Tony roared furiously, his face contorted in a grimace.

Don't agree to his request!

Before Ethan could finish speaking, the Mandarin intensified the shockwave, and a second later, Ethan was reduced to a pile of minced meat scattered in front of Tony.

"My patience is limited. You have one more chance. If you don't satisfy me, I guarantee you'll die a much worse death than them!"

The Mandarin said threateningly.

"You...are...dreaming!"

Tony's eyes widened in fury; he was prepared to face death.

boom!

Just then, a bolt of lightning struck the Mandarin, the electromagnetic field blasting Tony aside, while the Mandarin, the main target of the lightning, was shoved into the sand.

On a distant sandy slope, Ivan Vanko was panting heavily.

The transfer of temperature is essentially the transfer of energy between molecules. You only need to create a vacuum zone around your body to survive in extreme cold.

However, it took Ivan Vanko quite a while just to break through the surrounding ice. After escaping, he rushed over immediately, but it was too late; Ethan was already dead.

buzzing...

The sand beneath Ivan Vanko's feet trembled, and countless grains of sand flew into the air.

Amidst the sand, the Mandarin stood with his arms outstretched, his hair flying in the air; he was utterly enraged.

Today, if you say you're going to bury these two people alive, then you're going to bury them alive. A person should keep their word!

Ivan Vanko, his body weary, stood before Tony.

Tony was completely disoriented, staring at Ethan's incomplete corpse in the distance.

“Hey, now you admit you’re not as good as me, huh?” Ivan Vanko coughed twice and said.

Tony remained silent, letting others say whatever they wanted.

“Never mind…” Ivan Vanko sighed, looking up at the Mandarin in the air. A hill had formed around the Mandarin and was about to crash down. Ivan Vanko didn’t have the strength to struggle anymore. “Making you admit it at this time would be taking advantage of someone in distress.”

"Die, you insect!"

With a wave of his hand, the Mandarin sent the hill crashing down on the two people below.

Ivan Vanko stood upright, watching the falling hill. He was almost completely exhausted and no longer had the strength to survive such a large-scale attack.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a sword flashed across the clear sky.

With a snap, the hill was split in two.

Ivan Vanko blinked, and he and the Mandarin looked in the same direction at the same time.

There stood a burly, imposing man. Ivan Vanko was overjoyed. "Master Jin!"

Kim Bradley nodded to Ivan Vanko, then turned his gaze to the Mandarin.

"A slightly larger insect has arrived, Master? I'll turn you into a dead Master," the Mandarin said with a sneer.

"Today I'll teach you how to kill this piece of trash who relies on equipment," Kim Bradley said to Ivan Vanko.

Kim Bradley, who had raised his longsword, breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had made it in time. If it weren't for the help of the mage Kieran, the alchemist he had just found would have died here.

Ten minutes earlier, Kim Bradley, sitting at home, welcomed a special guest.

“Master Kiran, what brings you here?” King Bradley stood up and said respectfully.

"Yeah, I came to see you and also brought you some news." Yang Qiu sat down in front of Kim Bradley.

He could tell when the Mandarin appeared that Ivan Vanko was probably doomed, and Tony Stark might be doomed as well.

To avoid this situation, Yang Qiu thought for a moment and decided to send reinforcements over.

Soldiers should fight soldiers, and generals should fight generals.

Ivan Vanko, without any development or upgrades, directly encountered the biggest boss in the Middle East, which doesn't fit the protagonist's upgrade process in the script.

These days, villains have abandoned all their fine traditions and no longer send out experience-boosting minions.

The best reinforcement right now is Kim Bradley, and coincidentally, Ivan Vanko's place is also the setting for the unfolding of the story, where Kim Bradley can maintain a stable presence.

"News? What news?" Kim Bradley asked back.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Qiu displayed a scene in front of King Bradley. The scene showed Ivan Vanko fighting the Mandarin, and it was clear to anyone with eyes that Ivan Vanko was at a significant disadvantage.