Doctor Doom stared deeply at Leon. "TVA employee, I don't have time to play around with you."
"Oh? That introduction was certainly direct. Very Doctor Doom of you."
"I'd wanted to have a friendly chat with you, but now I think Deadpool might suit you better."
Leon floated up slightly.
"After all, wearing that mask, you must be pretty hard to look at. You and Deadpool must have plenty to talk about."
Whether directed at Deadpool or Doctor Doom, Leon's words were an extremely serious provocation.
Both men were scarred and disfigured in the canon.
It was a painful scar buried deep within their hearts.
What Leon said was no different from viciously rubbing salt into their wounds.
And his goal was precisely to anger Doctor Doom.
Leon had noticed from the very beginning.
Doctor Doom's left hand, the one wearing the Infinity Stones, had remained clenched in a tight fist. Kang's equipment and spaceship were all carried in his other hand.
That meant his conditions for activating the Infinity Stones were the same as Thanos's. He had to make a fist.
Earlier, to break Leon's lockdown on the entire universe, he might even have snapped his fingers.
It was obvious Doctor Doom was now fully on guard, ready to activate the Infinity Stones and escape at any moment.
Leon had at least nine ways to break through Doctor Doom's defenses, make him fly into a rage, and abandon the thought of fleeing.
Although mocking someone's appearance was immoral, it was undoubtedly the most effective method.
Yet Leon had still miscalculated.
In the comics, Doctor Doom would even kill people in a rage if they mocked his appearance.
But now, he was strangely calm. He looked at Leon with deep eyes, tinged with faint suspicion.
He seemed to find Leon's