14: I Officially Hate Mages

"Damn it!"

Tony's mind exploded in frustration. His hot weapon had no effect, so he dove down under the control of the steel suit and swung his fist at Lynn.

Lynn calmly took a few steps forward, and the distortion field around him quietly shrank, covering only his body.

From the perspective of Kitty and Jubilee, they saw Iron Man's fist clearly aimed at Lynn, but inexplicably deviated on the way, only grazing the side of Lynn's face with a slight miss.

"Boom!"

The powerful and heavy punch hit the ground, creating a pothole in the reinforced concrete.

It almost seemed like Iron Man had a moment of conscience and chose to spare the target, but due to the immense inertia, he ended up deceiving himself.

"Damn it! I can't believe I can't hit you!"

Tony was furious; the thrusters under his feet whirred as he turned over in the air and swung his right foot like a whip towards Lynn's lower body.

"If I can't hit your face, my legs should at least reach the target, right?" Tony despaired as he encountered the same scene once again.

Surely, this kick would hit Lynn, but along the way, Tony felt a tremendous repulsive force and a strange pulling sensation, causing the kick to miss Lynn's right leg by a hair's breadth.

He missed again. With the added inertia, the steel suit spun like a top a dozen times before finally stabilizing!

Tony felt dizzy and crashed to the ground.

"Sir, the force field around this person is constantly changing. Give me a few seconds, and I can calculate how fast and strong I need to break through this force field's limit..." Jarvis, the top artificial intelligence, noticed the abnormality of Lynn's magic in a short time.

Tony's head was buzzing. He opened the steel mask and gulped in air, about to say something.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear, "Mr. Stark, are you sober?"

Of course, the voice came from Lynn, as calm as ever, but for some reason, it seemed amplified hundreds of times in Tony's ears.

No...

It wasn't ringing in his ears...

It felt like a direct explosion in his mind!

[Four-ring Magic ·Mind Whiplash]

"Ugh!"

Tony's brain felt like it was exploding, and he saw gold stars before his eyes. A wave of heat surged in his stomach, and he couldn't help but vomit.

Jarvis' voice suddenly stopped. Even though it was just an artificial intelligence, it knew very well that finding a way to hit Lynn would be useless in Mr. Stark's current state.

The atmosphere became awkward. He didn't know how long he vomited.

Tony finally regained a bit of composure as the drunkenness faded, and reason took over his mind again.

He lay down without any sense of dignity, acknowledging his current state, and glanced at Lynn, "What are you talking about?"

"Magic!" Lynn smiled slightly. "I am a mage, Mr. Stark!"

Tony fell silent for a long time. Then he cursed, "I hate mages!"

Kitty and Jubilee exchanged glances, both wearing gloating smiles.

"Believe me, Mr. Stark, soon enough, you won't find me annoying."

Lynn put away his magic and said casually, "For instance, right now, I only need to move my fingers to extract all the palladium from your body."

This sentence landed in Tony's heart like a bomb.

"How did you know that I was poisoned by palladium?" He instinctively became vigilant and alert.

But then, the constant pain in his body made him swallow the words honestly, "Your magic... can really extract palladium from my body?!"

For some time now, he had been on the verge of collapse due to palladium poisoning.

If it wasn't because he had discovered that his life was limited, why would he indulge himself and give up? On one hand, he handed over the company to Pepper and endured her misunderstanding. On the other hand, he specifically asked his friend Colonel Rhodes to steal the Mark 3 Iron suit!

Neither Pepper nor Rhodes knew that he was arranging his own funeral.

Tony Stark had never been one to accept fate, but despite being a self-proclaimed genius, he had exhausted all methods and couldn't find a new element to replace palladium, so he could only fall into the despair of awaiting death.

But now... The young man in front of him, who didn't even know his name, was claiming that he had a way to extract the elements from his body?!

At this moment, Tony feared he might be dreaming!

"In the middle of the night, do you think I'm here to joke with you?" Lynn said with a faint smile.

Seeing the disbelief on Tony's face, he shrugged, "So, Mr. Stark, are you planning to entertain guests on the rooftop?"

With no enmity between them, Lynn hadn't come to cause trouble. After venting, Tony had evidently regained his senses.

Now, they could discuss matters calmly.

Ten minutes later, in the CEO's reception room at Stark Tower, Lynn, Kitty, and Jubilee sat on an ultra-luxurious sofa, sipping a top-quality wine from Tony's collection, feeling comfortable and at ease.

"Help me get rid of the palladium in my body, and the price is... the cooperation you mentioned earlier?" Tony didn't even bother changing his clothes and spoke impatiently.

Realizing that he could still be saved, his mindset shifted back to normal in an instant, and his brain started working again. The drunken Iron Man, who had given up on himself before, seemed to have never existed.

He knew very well that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world: "Tell me, what do you want cooperation with?"

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