Cutting Artist

"Everyone! Everyone!!" Killian roared, "Charge! Tear him apart! Melt him!!"

"die--!!!"

On the deck, the remaining twenty-odd Desperate soldiers, like a pack of enraged beasts, surged toward Azu from all directions at the same time!

They're going to use their intense heat to roast this blond bastard alive into a charcoal!

"No! Homelander! Get out of the way!" Rhodes shouted instinctively.

"Danger!!" Tony raised his last remaining palm cannon.

Azu stood in the eye of the storm.

He slowly... closed his eyes.

"It's so noisy, sometimes I really don't want this super hearing."

He said softly.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

Those deep blue eyes were instantly filled with fiery crimson!

"Zzz—!!!!"

Azu's eyes shot out death rays! 5000 degrees Celsius!

He started spinning.

He was like an elegant ballerina, slowly turning in place.

Those two intense gazes, like two invincible blades, swept across the entire battlefield with him at the center.

Time seemed to slow down.

Through his tattered visor, Tony Stark witnessed a scene he would never forget.

A soldier in dire straits leaped high into the air, pouncing towards Azu.

A heatwave... swept across his waist.

His upper body was still in a forward-leaning position in the air, but his lower body... had already separated from his body.

"Splash." "Splash." "Splash."

The seven or eight desperate soldiers at the forefront were all cut in half at the waist without exception.

Their upper bodies fell to the ground, and they were even twitching.

"Ah...ah..." A soldier with only half a body looked down at his empty lower body and let out a painful roar.

"It's not over yet."

Azu raised his head.

Thermal imaging... has become a cutting machine.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

He's like a cold-blooded artist, using his paintbrush to dissect these "human melting pots"...

Vertical cut, horizontal cut, diagonal cut.

Arms, thighs, torso, head.

In just three seconds, those twenty-odd arrogant soldiers from the Desperate Situation were all... sliced ​​into pieces.

Three minutes later.

Azu withdrew his gaze, and his eyes returned to their azure blue.

He stood in the center of a... mass of severed limbs, his body spotless.

The Stars and Stripes cape remains sacred.

"..."

"Ugh..." President Ellis was the first to break down; he gripped the railing and vomited violently.

"My God..." Colonel Rhodes slammed off his Patriot armor and ran to the president, patting him on the back.

Tony Stark stood still, motionless.

He looked at the "parts" scattered all over the ground, then at that smiling face, and felt a chill run down his spine...

"You demon...you demon!!"

Killian was left alone, looking at the "works" scattered all over the ground, clearly on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Oh, you're still alive?" Azu pretended to have just noticed him.

"No...don't come any closer!" Killian hurriedly scrambled backward, "Don't come any closer!!"

"I...I still have hostages!!" Killian suddenly remembered something and rushed towards a half-open shipping container.

"Pepper!!" Tony remembered too!

Killian rushed into the shipping container and grabbed a woman.

Pepper Potts!

She looked very weak, and her body emitted the orange-red glow of the Extremis virus.

"Don't move!!" Killian grabbed Pepper by the neck with his hand, which was already turning red.

"Tony..." Pepper said weakly.

"Let her go! Killian! You son of a bitch!!" Tony raised his Panzerfaust cannon. "You come at me!!"

"Too late, Tony!" Killian's face was contorted with madness. "You all have to die! I want her dead! I want you to see her..."

"Hey."

Azu's voice suddenly rang in Kirian's ears.

Killian's pupils contracted sharply.

"...What?! My ass!"

He discovered... he was no longer at the dock.

He discovered... Tony and Pepper were both... below him?

He... is in heaven!

Azu, without anyone noticing, had already grabbed Killian at a speed exceeding the limits of human vision, lifting him thousands of meters into the night sky.

"Take a deep breath, it's normal to feel dizzy..." Azu and Killian faced each other, their smiles unchanged.

"Ah—! Put me down! You monster! Let me go!! You can't kill me!" Killian struggled frantically in mid-air.

"Why can't I?"

"Because...because I am...Aaaaaahh ...

Azu's eyes lit up again.

This time, the heat vision didn't cut him.

But...

"Sizzle—!!!"

Two thin, hot eyes pierced precisely through Killian's eyes!

"..."

Killian's screams abruptly ceased.

His brain was completely roasted into protein charcoal by a temperature of 5000 degrees Celsius in 0.01 seconds.

Azu loosened his grip.

Killian's body, like a tattered rag, tumbled and fell back onto the dock...

On the deck of an oil tanker.

Tony Stark finally broke free of his tattered armor.

He rushed towards Pepper, and the two embraced tightly.

"Tony...I...I'm so hot...I..." Pepper's body flickered between light and shadow.

"It's okay, Chili Pepper, I'm here. I can heal you, I definitely can..."

"Cough cough."

A soft cough interrupted this "touching" reunion.

Wu Yanzu slowly descended from the sky.

He landed in front of the two men, his Stars and Stripes cape draped perfectly behind him.

"You..." Tony looked at him, his eyes filled with complex emotions, "Thank you for saving her... for saving us."

"I'm only saving the world, Tony." Wu Yanzu's smile was impeccable. "Your little tin cans..."

He glanced casually at the steel wreckage on the deck.

"...It didn't hold up."

"You!" Tony felt his pride had been greatly insulted.

"As for her..." Wu Yanzu's X-ray vision swept unabashedly over Pepper Potts's body.

"The Extremis virus... is interesting. However, it seems rather unstable."

"Don't look at her!!" Tony, like a lion that had been provoked, stood in front of Pepper.

"Relax, Tony." Wu Yanzu looked away. He knew that Tony could handle this virus on his own.

His gaze shifted to the "valuable item" that was still vomiting in the corner.

"Mr. President," Wu Yanzu's voice became "gentle."

"Ah...yes! Mr. Homelander!" President Ellis wiped his mouth and staggered over. "Thank you! Thank you for saving...saving America!"

"It's no trouble at all, Mr. President." Wu Yanzu patted the president on the shoulder.

"I'm taking you back to the White House now; the reporters are all waiting for you."

"And...and what about them?" The president pointed to Tony and Pepper.

"Oh, Mr. Stark?" Wu Yanzu smiled.