The buff was gone, but the black paint remained. Even stranger, the Mark85 Nanotech Armor still retained the shape it had taken after being enchanted.
The moment Left Hand of the Divine Throne expired, Tony knew something was wrong. The situation was obvious—he had fallen for Russell's script.
According to Friday's calculations, as long as the holy light energy only defended and did not attack, it could withstand ordinary attacks from people like Steve and Parker for ten years as steadily as a turtle shell.
There was no reason for it to suddenly vanish without the slightest warning.
The only explanation was Russell, that villainous scumbag who had enchanted the Mark85 Nanotech Armor!
As one of his kind, Tony knew what Russell was thinking. He just wanted to watch Tony get taken down by Strange and the other two, then announce his return while lying flat on the ground with a battered face.
Pah, who was he looking down on?
Tony refused to accept it. He was holding back a surge of anger, convinced that Russell had underestimated him and overestimated those three losers.
When Steve held Mjolnir, he had indeed been a formidable enemy. But now he only had a shield. Having immersed himself in a gentle life for years, even with his youth restored, he no longer possessed his former edge.
Not worth mentioning!
Parker...
Heh heh!
Only Strange was somewhat troublesome. A sorcerer's methods were flashy and unpredictable, and he was especially good at opening doors behind people's backs. Tony had to be wary of him.
Fortunately, it was not a major problem. Strange had fought two consecutive battles, especially the one against Thanos, which had drained most of his strength.
Nothing to fear!
Tony felt he held a great advantage. As long as Russell did not