Prosthetic Sonic Cannon

A dazzling silver sword light flashed across Iron Monger's head.

The arm that was swinging towards Tony Stark seemed to lose momentum instantly, and under the influence of inertia, it gently struck the helmet. The slight vibration was completely neutralized by the suit's defense system, and Tony did not feel anything.

Clearly, under that sword light, the Impact Hammer had lost its power and could no longer exert the same powerful impact force as before.

The other steel arm that had been firmly binding him also hung limply. Tony rushed forward a few steps, then quickly turned around to look at the Iron Monger behind him.

The Iron Monger's massive body stood silently in place, its head now cleanly severed. The cuts on the lower armor were as smooth as mirrors, and sparks occasionally flew from the severed cables exposed within. The entire armor was completely rendered incapable of combat.

Under Tony's watchful gaze, the Iron Monger's massive body, now decapitated, slowly fell backward, its heavy weight causing the ground to tremble.

Amidst the dust kicked up by the Iron Monger's fall, a tall and imposing black figure slowly emerged and stood before Tony. In his right hand, he held a silver two-handed Knight's greatsword over a meter long, clearly the very weapon that had unleashed the devastating silver sword light that Tony Stark had just witnessed.

The black full-body armor and the silver two-handed Knight Longsword things Tony Stark had never seen before, but he was very familiar with them. When he was a child, his father Howard had told him a lot about Chen Mo's equipment and appearance, and he knew the origin and performance of every weapon and piece of equipment.

Designed personally by Chen Mo, the Adamantium Alloy Combat Suit a tightly defended and indestructible weapon, reminiscent of King Arthur's legendary sword, an invincible King's Sword, and the world's only Primary Adamantium Shield, capable of neutralizing all attacks.

These legendary weapons and equipment, which he was all too familiar with, were now right in front of him.

So even though he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him, Tony Stark could tell that this was his godfather, Commander Chen Mo.

Having escaped death once again, Tony Stark, who was rescued by Chen Mo in despair, quickly opened his suit mask and excitedly shouted at the tall figure in front of him.

"Dad!"

It turned out that Chen Mo had arrived at Stark Industries long before the two flew into the sky and witnessed the entire process of their battle.

Chen Mo did not rush to make a move simply because he wanted to train his godson Tony Stark.

Only when he realized Tony was in danger did Chen Mo draw the longsword from his back, unleash his full speed, and Speed towards the two of them.

As Chen Mo approached Iron Monger from behind, he leaped up from the ground and swung his incredibly sharp King's Sword horizontally, severing Iron Monger's head. Iron Monger lost control and crashed heavily to the ground.

With a single sword strike, Chen Mo eliminated Iron Monger and removed Tony Stark from danger. He then sheathed the King's Sword behind his back, strode up to Tony, looked at him sternly, and said in a deep voice.

"The battle is not over until the enemy's death is confirmed!"

Under Chen Mo's stern gaze, Tony felt ashamed of his carelessness just now. He nodded seriously in response to Chen Mo's instruction.

"I'll remember that, Dad!"

This was the third time Chen Mo had saved him from danger. Looking at Chen Mo's tall and imposing figure, Tony couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

"It feels so good to have a dad!"

Achoo!!!

Inside a secret underground base of S.H.I.E.L.D.., not too far from Stark Industries.

Howard Stark, who was conducting an experiment in the laboratory, suddenly sneezed uncontrollably. His hand holding the tools inevitably trembled, and a series of crackling sounds and sparks erupted, completely destroying the components on the experimental table in front of him.

"Fuck! Damn it! What's going on? I've been sneezing a lot lately. Is that little brat Tony thinking about me?"

Howard rubbed his nose in annoyance as he looked at the smoking experimental components in front of him.

He naturally knew about Tony's kidnapping by terrorists, but because Chen Mo was there, he wasn't worried about Tony's safety and entrusted the matter to Chen Mo.

Since faking his death, he has not interfered much in the affairs of Stark Industries.

Howard saw these experiences as a test for Tony. He didn't want Tony to remain a child who would never grow up under his secret protection. To truly grow up, one must experience setbacks. He himself had gone to the battlefield with Chen Mo, and his son had to become a real man.

Previously, he had some concerns about Tony, after all, he seemed like an unreliable playboy. Fortunately, Chen Mo was back now, and with him constantly guiding Tony, Howard believed that Tony would definitely change a lot.

Think about the men Chen Mo has trained: Steve, Huang Quan, Han Qing, Luo Zhen, Wang Kun —none of them are cowards; they're all heroes. Howard has complete peace of mind entrusting Tony to Chen Mo.

Inside the Stark Industrial Park, Chen Mo looked at Tony Stark, who was gazing at him with excited admiration, and shook his head helplessly.

Tony looked at Chen Mo with some confusion when he saw Chen Mo shake his head.

"What's wrong, Dad?"

Chen Mo glared at Tony and asked sternly.

"What did I just say?!"

Although Tony didn't quite understand why Chen Mo was angry, he still answered seriously.

"The battle is not over until the enemy's death is confirmed!"

Under Chen Mo's gaze, Tony finally realized what he had said and turned to look at the Iron Monger lying on the ground.

Only then did he realize that although Iron Monger had lost control and fallen to the ground after Chen Mo severed its head, the cut surface only showed broken cables sparking with fire, without bleeding or white brain matter. In other words, Obadiah was not dead!

Because he was unfamiliar with the Iron Monger's design and layout, and because Chen Mo had just saved him in time during the crisis, Tony Stark instinctively assumed that his head had been chopped off and the battle was over, completely ignoring these details.

It was only then that he realized that the massive Iron Monger's internal layout was different from the Mark II; it wasn't completely body-hugging. Obadiah's position was lower, inside the Iron Monger's body. Cutting off his head only disrupted the Iron Monger's control system and didn't harm Obadiah.

Under Tony's gaze, the Iron Monger's body lying on the ground emitted a mechanical exhaust sound, accompanied by several streams of white air spraying out from the chest armor. Amidst the mechanical whirring, the Iron Monger's chest armor fully opened, Obadiah, with a ferocious expression, stood up from inside.

After glancing at the Iron Monger behind him, whose head had been chopped off, Obadiah turned back and glared fiercely at Chen Mo, speaking with hatred in his eyes.

"Who exactly are you?!"

After Iron Monger's head was chopped off, the cunning Obadiah intended to hide in his armor and wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack when Tony wasn't paying attention. However, he was discovered by this mysterious person who suddenly appeared and saw through his plan.

Chen Mo stared coldly at Obadiah, ignoring him completely.

However, Chen Mo's gaze suddenly paused when it swept over Obadiah.

Obadiah's already ferocious face contorted with rage when he saw that Chen Mo ignored his question. Strangely, however, he showed no panic or fear what one would expect after the Iron Monger was destroyed and lost its greatest asset. He seemed unafraid of Chen Mo, who had killed the Iron Monger in one blow, and Tony Stark, who was still wearing his Iron Man suit.

Under Chen Mo's strange gaze, Obadiah raised his left hand with a violent expression. His left hand, which should have been cut off by Crossbones Brock Rumlow, looked completely intact. However, upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the hand's movements were very stiff.

Obadiah raised his left hand, palm facing Chen Mo and Tony Stark. Then, under their gaze, a slit split open between the middle and ring fingers of his hand, and the two palms parted along the slit, opening to the sides, with a futuristic silver gun barrel protruding from the middle.

A smug smile appeared on Obadiah's face, and a string of light blue light began to shine from the base of the barrel and quickly spread towards the muzzle.

When the entire barrel lit up with Lan Guang, seemingly indicating that the energy had been fully charged, accompanied by a somewhat piercing whistling sound, a hazy ball of light, light blue, shot out from the muzzle and flew towards Chen Mo and the other person at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Mo had already been on guard when he noticed the abnormality in Obadiah's left hand. Now, seeing the change in the arm, a strange light flashed in Chen Mo's eyes. As the hazy ball of light flew towards him at high speed, the shield on Chen Mo's back disappeared instantly and then appeared directly in Chen Mo's hand, blocking the ball of light.

The hazy, light blue light made contact with the shield, but instead of shattering Chen Mo and the shield into pieces as Obadiah had imagined, it dissipated into the air like a cloud of smoke hitting a wall, creating only a faint ripple before vanishing without a sound.

"How is this possible?! How could Sonic Cannon be blocked so easily?"

Obadiah had been confident of victory, was filled with disbelief when his attack was easily neutralized and vanished without a trace.

He had personally tested the power of the weapon in his left hand; it would disintegrate an armored vehicle in one hit. How could it be easily blocked by a person with a shield?

Suddenly, Obadiah seemed to remember something and carefully examined Chen Mo, who had just put down his shield. Upon this examination, Obadiah's expression changed drastically.

The black alloy armor covering his entire body, the round shield that could withstand powerful attacks, the silver two-handed Knight Longsword that could cut through Iron Monger like mud—connecting all these things together, the name of a legendary figure emerged in his mind.

Thinking about the relationship between that legendary figure and Howard Stark, Obadiah became even more certain of his guess, but his gaze towards Chen Mo was filled with disbelief.

"You were the Special Operations Team Commander back then?!"