Just as Tony and Rhodey stood stunned by Lin Hai casually sending Ivan flying in his Iron Man armor, Peter and Harry had already charged at Ivan again as he climbed to his feet.
Ivan staggered upright. The gash Harry had carved into the armor on his chest was still visible, and exposed circuits occasionally spat sparks.
He raised his head and swept his gaze over Peter and Harry rushing toward him, then looked at Tony and Rhodey in the distance before finally fixing his eyes on the masked man who had just stepped out of the Portal.
Ivan's pupils contracted slightly.
He had already been struggling to deal with Tony, Rhodey, Peter, and Harry. Now someone who seemed even stronger had arrived. But if he ran—
They had three full sets of flying armor. Where could he possibly escape to?
There was no escape.
Ivan retracted his helmet, revealing a face even more twisted than before, his eyes bloodshot like some evil ghost from hell.
He clenched his fists and pushed his armor's power system to its limit.
"Tony! Stark!!!"
He let out an ear-splitting roar, his voice filled with madness.
"You lost!!!"
Two thick jets of flame erupted beneath his feet, and his huge body shot toward them like a cannonball.
Peter and Harry were charging toward him from opposite sides. Ivan neither dodged nor evaded, crashing straight into them.
"Bang!"
Peter was knocked rolling to the side, flipping through the air several times before regaining his balance. Harry crossed his arms and took the impact head-on, his entire body shoved backward several meters by the tremendous force as his feet carved two deep furrows into the ground.
At the same time, the reactor in Ivan's chest began flashing red. The chests of the Iron Soldiers' wreckage scattered