I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

In the field of vision, a white shadow flashed, and Stark instinctively turned into flames and flashed out of the car, and saw that the F1 car was cut in half from the middle, like water sliding away from the man who was like a rock, and stopped. on the track.

"Big man, where did your reactor come from?" Stark pointed his palms at the man, thinking that he was wearing a Nava armor and did not have a palm pulse gun, so he released two fireballs hanging in his palm to aim at him. "Forget it, you'd better put down the whip first!"

cried Stark.

But the man just sneered, spat out the toothpick, and whipped the whip at Stark again.

Seeing this, Stark naturally wouldn't hold back his hand, and the fireball in his palm shot out with a whoosh.

Boom!

There were two explosions, smoke from the man's chest flew upside down, and the whip blew up on the track, causing a piece of scorched black, but before Stark came over, he stood up, looked at his chest, and the place that the simple armor could not protect was burned His skin was torn apart, and blood was dripping with his movements, but what he looked at was not the wound at all, but the reactor.

The reactor is not broken!

This is enough!

Ivan Vanke raised his head, with a crazy smile in his eyes, he pouted on the ground, moved his feet, and swung his whips violently.

Snapped!

Two more slender scorching marks were added to the track. Ivan swung his right hand, and the charged long whip was drawn towards Stark.

Stark grabbed the whip, and the electric current danced wildly in his hand.

Ivan was stunned for a moment, and then another whip was drawn, and at the same time, the current output was increased, and the white light on the two whips became even more intense.And yet... Stark, clutching the whip in both hands, was completely unscathed.

"Who the hell are you! Why did you attack me!" Under the mask, Stark frowned.

He felt hatred from this strong man who looked like a fighting nation.

The eyes that looked at him were filled with hatred and anger, as if he had done something that was sorry to him.Looking at the reactor on his chest again, Stark felt that there might be something in it.

He wants to know the truth!

It's just that Ivan looked at Stark and didn't say a word. He suddenly rushed towards Stark, and the reactor on his chest flickered with a bad light.

Bang!

Ivan hugged Stark fiercely, his eyes were almost close to the eyepiece of the Navarre armor, and the madness in his eyes made Stark a little scared.

"Stark, let's be buried with us!" Ivan hugged Stark tightly, and the flashing speed of the reactor on his chest suddenly accelerated. Finally, Stark reacted, shook Ivan away, and put the reactor on his chest. Pulled out.

Taking a closer look, it is indeed exactly the same as the reactor he made!

Stark thought of the phrase we said by Ivan, and thought a lot for a while, and he was not slow in his hands, and crushed the reactor with a click.

A burst of electric sparks flashed, and the reactor turned into a mass of scrap metal. The flame in Stark's hand ignited, and quickly melted the reactor into a pool of molten iron.

Ivan smiled miserably at this moment.

He was really not reconciled to the way he thought he could get rid of Stark, but it ended up being abolished, but at this moment, he was completely powerless.

The hatred in my heart was like an evil fire.

Before his eyes, the scene of his father's death a week ago slowly emerged. His father's haggard face and his last words were thrown into the evil fire like fuel.

The evil fire grew rapidly, and Ivan suddenly trembled all over.

The purple-black flame ignited suddenly, and Stark was startled by the flame just as he came over to subdue Ivan.

He felt a strong threat from that flame!

Stark pointed his hands at the flaming Ivan, trying to control the flame, but he couldn't control it at all. The purple-black fire spread along Ivan's body. Wherever it passed, the purple-black energy materialized into a body. Pieces stretched and wrapped Ivan like armor, from the body to the head, to the hands and... the pair of whips that had lost their power supply.

Ivan turned into a purple-black humanoid monster.

Wearing armor that looks like scales and metal armor, his hands directly turned into three-meter-long whips, covered with thorns and barbs, which made people intimidated; on the chest, a purple-red round gemstone shone evilly. The rays of light seemed to be embedded in an ark reactor, and a pair of eyes were also strange red, bursting with evil light. At this time, Ivan seemed to be wearing a strange armor.

Ivan swung the whip so fast that Stark couldn't react in time.

The purple fire on the whip was burning, and it slapped Stark's chest fiercely.With a bang, Stark flew upside down, and there was a black scorched mark on the breastplate of the Nava armor.

Stark was horrified.

He didn't see the whip's route at all!Didn't even notice Ivan's hands!

What a great speed!

But before Stark thought about it, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

It's not just a physical pain, it's a soul pain!

Suddenly, on the scorched black mark on the chest, a purple-black flame blazed up!

Stark hurriedly extinguished the fire, but obviously he couldn't control the flames, and knelt on the ground for a while, his physical energy was rapidly exhausted.

In the distance, Li Cha did not expect such an appearance.

That whip-playing guy turned into a Nether Demon! ?

Moreover, this ghost demon is several times stronger than Oxer, and Stark is not even an opponent.

Feeling the flames full of resentment and anger, Li Cha teleported over with a thought.

"Do you need help, Iron Man?" Li Cha was wearing a flame dragon armor, with a teasing tone, he put it on Stark's chest, and immediately smoothed the purple-black flame.

Stark fell to the ground, his heart relaxed, and the Navarre armor was released immediately.