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Chapter 64 - Bulletproof ice walls.

I teleported to a good enough distance and stood in front of where some of the armed individuals were. Upon seeing my sudden appearance, the fleeing people continued their escape, but the armed men grew alert, likely wondering if I was a mutant. Of course, I didn't care about them and knelt down instantly, clasping my hands together. Without hesitation, a large amount of my mana, cold and icy, enveloped the ground. 

"Ice Make: Wall!"

As I spoke, a large, slightly dark blue magic circle spread over a huge area, and walls more than 5 meters high, densely composed of ice, formed. The entire field was covered, preventing any attacks from passing through. The sight of the tall, compact ice walls shocked everyone, even the robotic projects, or rather, the technological armors. They stopped their fight and stared.

I drew my wooden sword in my right hand.

"My apologies. No need to pay me so much attention, I just want to take care of the guys with guns."

As soon as I spoke, their weapons were already pointed at me, but I wasn't worried at all. I walked forward smoothly; my steps became strange, with a distinct rhythm. When this happened, afterimages began to appear in different locations around me. My current technique incorporated aspects of the Rhythm Echo from the Zoldycks, an assassin's technique, and the Zanzouken from Dragon Ball, a martial artist's technique.

The shots came towards my body, but it was too late. By the time the bullets destroyed my afterimages, I was already in front of two individuals. My wooden sword moved with high speed and force, immediately knocking both individuals unconscious. Afterward, I took out three electric boomerangs and two foam ones in my left hand and threw them instantly. With their speed, the electric ones struck them, delivering a powerful shock, and since they were using metal weapons, the damage was even greater. 

As for the foam boomerangs, once they hit them, the bombs exploded, and the foam covered their entire bodies, quickly solidifying like stone. With that done, the wind was already under my feet, and I combined the wind power with the movement technique Wind and Cloud, from Goku's martial art, along with Madara's taijutsu. 

The sound of the wind meshed well with the Wind and Cloud technique. In an instant, I appeared beside the enemies, my sword and fist moving swiftly, striking them all—either launching them into the distance or knocking them unconscious. My feet kicked in different places, causing as much damage as my other attacks. I also smoothly waved my hand, unleashing strong gusts of wind that hurled the enemies far away with force and power.

Everything happened quickly, and the enemies were easily defeated. Normally, I prefer to act more calmly and slowly, but I decided to eliminate these enemies quickly to avoid any interference or harm to innocents. They were also just regular humans, so the process wasn't difficult.

When I finished, I focused on the surroundings. The ice walls had prevented any stray bullets from passing through, and the debris or reverberations from the energy or weapon attacks of the two robots—since they weren't directly aimed at the wall—also caused little damage to them. With that done, I focused on the battle ahead. 

At that moment, I saw a small missile coming towards one side of the wall, but I simply raised my right hand, having already sheathed my sword, and formed a dense arrow surrounded by sharp wind power. It moved in an instant and struck the missile, causing an explosion in the air that didn't affect me at all due to the borg that appeared around me. And the ice walls were still intact and undamaged. I looked at my enemies indifferently.

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**Tony's POV**

I still can't believe that my uncle really betrayed me and even tried to kill me, but the facts are clear. Just as I see him now, destroying everything around and trying to end my life using a massive metal armor with various weapons. 

I flew using the jets of my armor and quickly retreated while firing energy shots and dodging in the air. My virtual screen tried to observe every detail of the enemy's armor.

"Jarvis, have you found any weaknesses in the armor?"

He analyzed it and marked specific points for me, though it still wouldn't be easy. We continued fighting, but one—or rather, two—events interrupted our battle, especially the second one.

First, apparently out of nowhere, a man dressed in clothing as dark as night, surrounded by a strange mist, appeared. I wanted to analyze him with Jarvis, and I paid close attention to his movements, as did Obadiah. 

The next scene confirmed my suspicion. He brought his hands together in a strange formation on the ground, and after that, the battlefield turned cold. Some sort of large blue magic circle with strange writing appeared, covering everything. 

Then, tall, compact ice walls rose, covering a large area. 

"Jarvis…what is this?" I asked, confused by the strange events.

Hearing the response, I frowned. But seeing the following scenes of him attacking the armed individuals, I shifted my focus away from him for now and tried to concentrate on my uncle. Even though I wanted to investigate more, I felt that this individual wouldn't tell me anything, and, of course, I couldn't afford to focus on that now.

Without hesitation, I knelt down and fired a strong, dense amount of heat energy directly at him, and although he raised his arms and protected himself from the attack, I still managed to cause significant damage to his armor and push him back slightly. I smiled and decided to focus on every weak point of his armor. The energy of my suit wouldn't last forever, and I needed to end this quickly.

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**MC's POV**

I continued to watch the fight carefully, analyzing the technologies of the armors and the way they faced each other. Clearly, neither had strong combat instincts, and they were fighting purely in a brute manner, although in some way, Mr. Stark seemed more coordinated and was hitting his target directly. 

"Maybe it's the help of his AI..." I murmured softly. 

As the battle progressed, I saw that Mr. Stark was falling into a disadvantage. Given the situation, I decided to offer him a little help—just enough to give him some breathing room.

Then I saw the ideal moment; Tony had been pushed away, and the large armor came toward him with force, seemingly intending to finish this battle with a punch of pure destructive power.

I teleported directly in front of him and stood still with a smile. When the punch got close enough, my Borg stopped any continuation of the attack. And the Borg didn't even tremble. As my internal energy increased, both in quantity and quality, my Borg became more powerful, and this level of physical attack was quite useless against it.

Obadiah was clearly surprised and asked, "Who are you? And what are you doing? I ask that you don't interfere and get out of my way." 

His voice was irritated and impatient, but still had a calm tone, seemingly trying to remain composed, possibly cautious of me.

But I wasn't worried about that, and a tornado formed in my left hand. 

"Well... you don't seem very nice… so I don't want to cooperate," I said, and without hesitation, I threw the tornado at him. It sent him flying several meters back, but there was no visible damage to the armor, and the wind only caused a knockback effect.

As soon as he landed on the ground, I heard Tony's voice, but I didn't respond immediately. 

I clasped my hands together, and while chanting, I made a motion to open them. 

"Ice Make Shield." 

Together with a magic circle, a gigantic ice shield appeared and protected us. 

Then, I turned around and looked at the individual behind me.

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