Schiller's eyes were cold, but for some reason, the answer that the Ultimate Iron Man expected was "him".

"I……"

Schiller's Adam's apple kept trembling, and he repeated forcefully: "...I! I will give you my ability!"

The Ultimate Iron Man was furious. He didn't know why he was so angry, but he just took a breath and jumped into the air, staring coldly at Schiller in mid-air.

Schiller took a deep breath and closed his eyes, then raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a self-deprecating smile and said: "...I should have thought of it earlier."

After saying that, he strode onto the machine, stood in front of the machine, turned his back to Ultimate Iron Man and said: "I should have thought that there are only two kinds of people in this world, those who are afraid of my ability and those who are greedy for my ability.

Nothing else."

After saying that, he turned around and sat on the seat of the huge instrument, and the hatch slowly closed with the sound of deflation.

The smoke was too thick, but Ultimate Iron Man could imagine Zyler's expression, perhaps sadness or despair.

The smoke was too thick, covering up the coldness that faded away in Schiller's eyes for a moment, and the extremely cruel and evil smile that covered his gray pupils in an instant.

But that kind of anger still swallowed up the Ultimate Iron Man. He pressed the button on the armband fiercely, and Schiller's low scream came from the instrument.

"Well……"

"stop!!!!!"

An even more furious sound came from above the base, and with a "boom", a big hole was blown into the shell of the spacecraft above the instrument.

As the engine flames extinguished, another golden-red mecha slowly landed in front of Ultimate Iron Man.

It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!
Chapter completed!