Boom!
As soon as he entered the atmosphere, a sonic boom ford around Lyon.
His speed even exceeded the fifth cosmic velocity.
Upon entering the atmosphere, his figure split the entire sky in two.
The extrely high speed created a huge air pressure, slicing through the sea of clouds.
The invisible airwaves tore the clouds apart, montarily giving them shape, forming a long trail around Lyon like an air shield in the high sky.
It was like a world-ending serpent descending from the heavens, falling to the earth, ready to devour everything in its path.
As he approached the ground, Lyon began to decelerate, reducing his speed by over five kiloters per second.
He had to slow down.
If he landed at full speed, even with the bio-field for protection, it would cause extensive damage to the surrounding ground.
The distance between the sky and the ground was only a few thousand ters, and flying from North Arica to Afghanistan covered tens of thousands of kiloters.
He took less than ten minutes.
Lyon hovered above Afghanistan, with all the clouds above his head being pushed far away by the airwaves.
At this mont, the sky was clear, and it was around ten o'clock at night.
Lyon did not stop. He twisted his body in the air and continued flying east.
This ti, his speed was very slow, just over two hundred ters per second, not even exceeding the speed of sound.
Like an invisible ghost, he flew above the cave where Tony was imprisoned.
'Tony, it's ti to wake up,' Lyon thought, seeing Tony frowning in his sleep inside the cave.
Then, he plumted down like a teor.
Boom!
The hard, rocky mountain, densely packed with stones, was no tougher than thin paper in front of Lyon.
He pierced through the rock and soil, over ten ters thick, and entered the cave.
Lyon descended from the top of the cave, landing in a half-squat in front of Tony's bed, mimicking Tony's pose when he appeared in his suit in the movies.
From the hole at the top of the cave, pieces of broken stones fell along with him, so large, so small, making a series of crashing sounds in the cave.
Thud! Bang, bang, bang!
Vibrations, loud noises, continuous vibrations, and continuous loud noises.
Anyone woken up by such a commotion would think the world was about to end.
"Ahhh!" Tony was no exception.
He was already a light sleeper and was instantly awakened by the sound of Lyon piercing through the cave.
Then he was scared out of his wits by the continuous loud noises.
"Are those guys attacking!?" He panicked, instinctively thinking that the terrorists couldn't wait and had attacked.
A terrorist organization had kidnapped him, and their leader demanded he create a batch of Jericho missiles.
Tomorrow was the final delivery date he had agreed upon with them.
According to the plan, he would put on the completed Mark armor tomorrow and break out of the terrorist organization with his assistant, Yinsen.
It was going to be a tough and hard-fought battle.
For this reason, just a few minutes ago, he had prayed before going to sleep, hoping the plan would go smoothly the next day.
If things didn't go well, he hoped Pepper and Lyon would take care of themselves in the future.
But he had barely slept for a few minutes after praying, and now the terrorists couldn't wait and attacked?
"Damn it, even when Lyon wet his pants, he wasn't this urgent!"
Tony instinctively cursed under his breath, looking around in panic and shouting, "Yinsen! Yinsen, are you okay? Those guys are... wait, why did this damned cave collapse? Oh, Lyon, go check on Yinsen... wait a minute, Lyon?"
Tony stared wide-eyed at Lyon, who was half-squatting beside his bed.
The kid was only wearing a pair of pants, with rubble falling from above his head, but not a speck of dust landing on him.
"Lyon, you! What are you doing here?"
Tony leaned back, almost rubbing his eyes with his hands, doubting if he was hallucinating just before dying.
Shock and confusion intertwined in his eyes.
Tony's heart was racing, and his hands were slightly trembling.
He felt he must be hallucinating.
Lyon's spaceship was scheduled to return in two months.
So how could that kid possibly be in front of him now?
But, even if it was a hallucination, Lyon did look quite cool in this pose, clearly sothing only Tony could co up with.
Yet the "hallucination" Lyon stood up and smiled at Tony.
"Because I heard you muttering about in the middle of the night, constantly calling my na, saying you couldn't sleep without seeing , so I ca."
"To be honest, I was quite surprised that my big brother, at thirty-nine, still needs a lullaby service."
Lyon joked, "I can sing lullabies, and I can hum country folk songs. Tony, which one do you prefer? Oh, and just so you know, I can't rock you to sleep. That's Pepper's job."
Tony was stunned for a mont, reflexively retorting.
"Hey, kid, I'm the one who rocked you to sleep. Pepper hasn't held you nearly as much as I have." Tony implied that Lyon had things backward.
This was typical of their interactions.
Tony was tsundere, and Lyon loved to tease the tsundere Tony.
Co on, a man almost forty years old who would say, "I'll reluctantly accept the gift you gave " and then treasure it like a prized possession in his collection room.
It's adorable, isn't it?
Tony had just finished retorting when he realized what was happening.
His eyes widened, his body trembling slightly with excitent as he stood up.
"You! Lyon! You're really here? How is this possible? I an... how did you do it? You should be in space, thousands of miles away..."
He even reached out to pinch Lyon's arm.
The solid muscles felt like blocks of marble, the texture so clear.
This wasn't a hallucination! Lyon was really here, and he had co to save him!
Tony was beyond shocked, but at this mont, his whole body relaxed, his taut nerves suddenly easing.
An indescribable sense of security surged up, and the fatigue of the past few months suddenly overwheld him.
He couldn't help but smile, stepped back, and plopped down on the bed, letting out a long breath.
No one knew Lyon's strength better than him.
During tests half a year ago, Lyon already had a strength of fifty tons, and his defense was such that even a sniper rifle could only cause a scratch.
With Lyon here, the terrorists outside were no longer a problem.
Lyon raised an eyebrow, "To be precise, I was in outer space, more than ten thousand kiloters away from here."
"I heard you complaining to in my sleep, so I ca right away."
He blinked, "After all, besides Pepper, no one else can let my brother suffer." His eyes narrowed.
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