Tony had held it in for a long time, but now all the resentment and anger he'd bottled up finally erupted. As a playboy, he'd been abstinent ever since the last party—not even taking matters into his own hands. He'd been forcing his desires down through sheer willpower.
If not for the Iron Armor project giving him something to distract himself with, he would've gone crazy by now.
Stephen Strange, Norman Osborn, and Luo Xia had all successfully purged their negative personalities. Yet Tony might be facing an even greater danger, forcing him to be extra cautious.
This kind of frustration was simply unbearable for someone who'd only just arrived. That was why Tony had been unable to sleep in the middle of the night and had gone looking for someone to talk to.
He hadn't expected Kaecilius to pick a fight with him at such a critical moment.
Enough was enough. The negative emotions Tony had been bottling up finally exploded. His body rapidly swelled, transforming him into a giant three meters tall, with arms and legs as thick as tree trunks.
Kaecilius hadn't even figured out what was happening when Tony charged at him, green hair flying. The stone paving in the courtyard shattered beneath his feet, and Tony barreled forward like a runaway locomotive, smashing aside everything in his path.
Seeing this, Kaecilius didn't dare take him head-on. Magical energy burst from his feet, propelling him into the air in an attempt to dodge Tony's charge.
But he'd underestimated Tony's reflexes. Kaecilius had barely shot into the air, less than five meters up, when Tony reached out and grabbed his foot.
Then Tony swung him around and hurled him at one of the courtyard's stone pillars like a hammer throw.
Kaecilius shot toward the pillar like an