Chapter 379 Divine Blood!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Coughing violently and gasping for air, all the color drained out of Tony Stark's face. Trembling, he forced himself to get down from the sofa. He wanted to crawl to the laboratory, but found that the seemingly short distance was as far as the sky!

Could it be that the great Tony Stark would die in his own home like this?

It was ridiculous just to think about it. Tony Stark looked miserable and couldn't help but make fun of himself, trying to dispel his fear of death and hatred towards Obadiah.

He looked around, praying for something that could give him a glimmer of hope for life, and his mind unconsciously recalled the image of the mysterious angel.

"God! I didn't believe in you, but now, I pray that you will save me!"

Tony Stark kept praying in his heart and his hands kept moving. After a short rest, he regained some strength and his eyes suddenly looked towards the bedroom beside him.

That drop of blood...

Thinking of Lin Jue's mysteriousness, hope ignited in Tony Stark's heart.

"Uncle Lin, I hope you are not kidding me. If you joke with me even about my birthday present, I will die with my eyes wide open!"

With this in mind and simply calculating the distance between the two, Tony Stark turned around and crawled towards the bedroom. Somehow, he felt that the drop of mysterious liquid that looked like blood could help him!

After great effort, he finally crawled to the secret safe beside the bed in the bedroom. He leaned against the wall as if exhausted, staring at the safe.

His heart was pounding with a constant stabbing pain. If he made the wrong choice this time, he would completely lose hope of survival. It would be a fantasy to turn back and run back to the laboratory.

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly and gently touched a slightly concave place.

drop--

An electronic sound came from the safe, followed by a few clicks of unlocking. Tony Stark was extremely grateful that his safe had a fingerprint and password dual lock.

If he goes looking for the key to open the safe now, it will cost him his life!

Throwing away the lucky thoughts in his mind, Tony Stark looked at the mysterious crystal that had been placed in the safe not long ago.

Take it out with great effort.

However, the moment Tony Stark held it in his hand, he was stunned.

Looking at the completely sealed crystal glass body, he complained inwardly: "How am I going to get that drop of blood out? God, this thing is completely sealed!"

Staring blankly at the scarlet liquid suspended in the glass bottle, under the dim light, this drop of mysterious liquid seemed to emit some kind of different glow. Tony Stark hadn't noticed it before, but now that it was dark all around, he discovered that this drop of blood was actually flashing with some kind of brilliance.

It was so miraculous, but at this moment he had no time to be happy or curious, and his face was full of despair.

Tony Stark kept groping for the glass container with his hands for five minutes, but he still didn't know how to open it!

Finally, under the despair in his heart and the pain in his body, he felt it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe and suddenly lost his strength. His hands went numb and he stared at the crystal container that was about to fall to the ground with bloodshot eyes.

Do not--

boom!
The crystal container was more fragile than Tony Stark had imagined. His madly beating heart seemed to stop at this moment. He stared blankly at the shattered crystal container with a dead look on his face.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to fade, a liquid emitting a scarlet glow rose into the air and rushed straight towards his forehead.

what……

In his dazed state, this was Tony Stark's last thought.

……

The whole villa fell into deathly silence until midnight.

"Ahhh-"

With a scream, Tony Stark somersaulted up from the ground, his chest heaving violently. He gasped for breath, and his originally pale face regained color in an instant.

He subconsciously touched his body blankly, and then his eyes were fixed on the broken crystal container on the ground.

"This……"

Oh my god, this thing actually smashes directly into the ground? And it has the ability to track automatically? What kind of amazing technology is this?

Recalling the last scene he saw in his mind and confirming that the drop of red liquid had penetrated into his forehead, Tony Stark rushed into the bathroom like the wind. Looking at the figure in the mirror, he was completely stunned.

"When did my complexion look so good? No! What about the wrinkles around my eyes? And the white hair at my temples?"

He touched his face with both hands and scratched his hair. He, who once lamented that he had aged prematurely, stared at himself in the mirror in disbelief.

Is it that drop of blood? Oh my God! Uncle Lin, what on earth did you give me?
God's blood? God's blood! Is it really the blood of God?
Shet!

He clenched his fist in disbelief, and a strange force surged into his chest. Tony Stark inexplicably felt that his grip was much stronger than before. Bang!
A punch as fast as an afterimage sank heavily into the mirror in front of him, and the mirror surface instantly cracked. The fist hit the wall even more, leaving cracks that spread out in all directions like a spider web.

"Holy shit!"

Looking at the scene in disbelief, not expecting his own strength to be so strong, Tony Stark could not help but let out a strange cry, and punched the wall hard again. Looking at the collapsed bricks and stones on the wall, he looked at his unharmed fist.

Gulu...

Uncle Lin, you are truly my second parent!

Almost immediately, Tony Stark's mind inexplicably imagined the wonderful nights he and those supermodels would spend together.

Shaking his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind, he seemed to have remembered something and quickly tore open his shirt, looking at the empty gap in his chest.

Fuck! I almost forgot about my microreactor!

Tony Stark quickly rushed out of the bathroom and went straight to the underground laboratory. He did not forget the metal particles in his heart. That thing was a time bomb. Once the metal particles entered the heart center, even if he regained his youth and was "strong and healthy" it would be of no avail!

Tony Stark saw the miniature reactor on the experimental display table at a glance, and his gratitude towards Boz surged up in his heart again. He crushed the glass container with one hand, and Tony Stark couldn't wait to embed it in the groove on his chest.

boom!
His body shook, and his heart, which had been beating a little slowly, seemed to be injected with huge energy and regained its vitality.

"what--"

After taking a long breath, Tony Stark collapsed directly into the chair in the laboratory, feeling the renewed vitality in his body, his face full of relief.

"What exactly is that drop of blood? Why can it bring such a huge change to me?"

When everything returned to normal, Tony Stark sat in the chair, staring at the glass container that he had casually smashed. Before this, he could only use other objects to smash it. The scene of his previous subconscious action and easily crushing the glass container was still vivid in his mind.

He raised his palm and took a look. It was still the familiar pair of hands. He clenched his hands suddenly. The extremely strong grip made him look surprised.

Maybe it’s not just about grip strength!

Thinking of this, Tony Stark came to the fitness area of ​​the villa and noticed at a glance the weight training machine he usually used. He directly added two gravity plates on it and lay back on the chair, holding on to both sides with his hands.

He took a deep breath and then exerted force suddenly. However, what was once his limit was now a piece of cake.

Staring blankly at the barbell that was easily lifted in his hand, Tony Stark put all his gravity plates on it, somewhat unconvinced. He raised his hand to grab it, and this time he finally felt a slight sense of sedimentation.

Pick it up and put it down, it's still possible.

Oh my god, am I really a superman? Just because of a drop of blood?

Looking at the other equipment in the gym, Tony Stark's eyes were full of eagerness to try.

After more than half an hour, Tony Stark ran out of the gym with unprecedented excitement on his face.

"My body has been completely strengthened in all aspects. Although it's not to an outrageous degree, it's obviously beyond the limits of a normal person!"

"Maybe I should talk to my good uncle..."

Thinking of what Lin Jue had asked him to be wary of Obadiah, Tony Stark showed a trace of guilt on his face. He did not forget how angry he looked at that time.

He misunderstood Lin Jue's kindness, but instead of being angry with him, the other party gave him such a great gift...

Lin Jue's status in Tony Stark's heart rose rapidly.

He wanted to make a phone call, but Tony Stark quickly stopped the thought. He suddenly remembered what Obadiah said before he left, and his face changed drastically!
He called his good friend in the Ministry of Defense directly, and as soon as the call was connected... he quickly told him everything he knew, including Obadiah's terrorist attack on him and Boz who was likely to be in danger. He did not leave out a word for the whole situation.

After only fifteen minutes, there was a knock on the door of Tony Stark's villa. A trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and he became subconsciously alert when the communication system transmitted the voice outside the house into the house.

He looked excited again.

When he opened the door, it was his friend from the Ministry of Defense.

"Tony! Thank God you're okay!"

The first thing the visitor did was to take a look at Tony Stark's physical condition, and noticing that nothing unexpected had happened, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dude, didn't I ask you to help me protect Boz? Why did you come to me?"

"No, no, no, protecting you is my top priority. As for Ms. Boz, my colleagues are already in contact with her, so please don't worry too much!"

The man had a smile on his face, but before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang. Looking at the number on it, his expression changed slightly and he quickly answered the call. However, the voice on the phone made him furious.

"What? Someone is chasing you and Miss Potts? You can't stand it anymore? The other party is not human?"

(End of this chapter)