As the night gradually came to an end, the woman in the suit walked through the pitch-black smoke toward where Tony had been before the explosion. However, before she had taken two steps, she suddenly stopped, her whole body trembling uncontrollably as her heart went cold.
At the end of the black haze stood an incomparably towering "black wall," planted firmly upon the ground like the black knuckles of a giant blocking the spot where Tony had been.
Rustle!
As the "black wall" shook itself, vast amounts of black ash fell from its body, revealing a patch of air.
There seemed to be nothing behind the "black wall."
Only when the ash on the enormous black hand protecting Tony also shook loose did Tony's completely unharmed figure enter the eyes of the stunned, despairing woman in the suit.
The outline of the giant hand vanished.
But the next moment, something even more despairing happened.
First, a pair of massive silver-and-white mechanical hands appeared, followed by the space she had thought was empty air.
A gigantic robot, still over ten meters tall even while crouching, stood imposingly on the ground, holding Tony protectively in its hand.
Its azure body was the color of the sky, while its bright silver foundation displayed incomparable toughness and hardness.
"Tony Stark!!!!"
The temperature of the despairing woman's core and skin rose sharply. She wanted to self-destruct like the suited man before her.
But Tony was never going to give her that chance.
Supersonic, now visible, slapped her with one hand and effortlessly knocked the woman in the suit unconscious.
Unlike its massive frame, Supersonic possessed perfect control over its strength. After all, it was a robot; as long as its hardware and programming were properly configured, the precision of its movements was far beyond what