Barton clung to the doorframe, staring in stunned silence as Reze leapt out of the mothership through the massive gap.
He turned his head blankly, stared at Natasha beside him, and couldn't help but remark,
"Natasha... you never mentioned that your new sister... was this powerful?!"
Is she even human?
She is basically a humanoid weapon!
To think she could fight Hulk to a standstill...
Apparently, when Natasha mentioned Reze to her close male friend, she hadn't gone into much detail about Reze's terrifying true strength.
After all, that wasn't important to Natasha. What she felt sorry for was that poor girl who shared a similarly tragic childhood, raised as a weapon in Soviet Union experiments, not some world-destroying bomb demon.
Barton wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart still pounding wildly.
Although he had long witnessed the power of Thor summoning lightning, that blond powerhouse naturally possessed a burly physique, and swinging a hammer to smash people was somewhat within human psychological expectations.
But the shock Reze gave him was on an entirely different level!
One second, Barton still thought the other party was just a rebellious little girl from Russia who needed protection.
The next second, this little girl was brawling with Hulk inside the mothership and even jumped into the ten-thousand-meter-high sky without blinking an eye!
No... is this kind of god-level brawl really something that ordinary U.S. citizens like them can get involved in?
You have to know, in this Universe filled with gods and monsters, he, Hawkeye Clint Barton, really is just a completely ordinary human!
No genetic enhancements, no super soldier serum injections, and definitely no fancy superpowers.
All he had was his marksmanship talent with perfect dynamic vision and a quiver of special, high-tech arrows...
The key thing is, once they're used up, they're gone...
When he fights, he has to shoot arrows while miserably picking them up to recycle and reuse them...
Usually, relying on these to deal with gangs or shoot a few HYDRA grunts, he felt it was enough, but suddenly being thrown in front of numerical monsters like Reze and Hulk who could tear down buildings and shatter ships at any moment...
This veteran hero seemed a bit too plain, even... unable to keep up with the power creep.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
"Bang! Bang! Boom——!"
Thor's iron-pincer-like hand gripped Makima's slender neck, and like a crazed bull, he charged all the way through the interior of the mothership.
Alloy bulkheads, load-bearing pillars, reinforced isolation doors...
Everything blocking their path was smashed to pieces by them.
Under such high-intensity, violent impacts, Makima's body soon emitted the sound of cracking bones. Her limbs twisted and deformed at eerie angles, and bright red blood was squeezed out frantically along her torn clothes, leaving a shocking trail of blood along the way.
Finally, accompanied by a roar.
Thor threw the battered and broken Makima into an empty spare warehouse like a discarded rag doll.
Looking at the bloody red-haired woman sprawled in the ruins, the mind-controlled Thor curled his lips into an arrogant smile that was identical to Loki's.
A flash of green light appeared in the air, and Loki's slender and elegant phantom slowly emerged beside Thor.
He looked down at Makima on the ground from a high position and began to sneer and ridicule her.
"Without that disgusting brute, what are you? Just an ant that knows a few little tricks."
Loki paced unhurriedly: "If you have any wicked skills, use them now, otherwise you won't have the chance... Or is it that..."
"You've already run out of tricks? Hahaha——"
However, before Loki could laugh twice.
In the ruins, Makima's body, which had been twisted to the point of being impossible to survive, suddenly emitted a hair-raising "crack, crack" sound.
The laughter came to an abrupt halt.
Loki's pupils shrank drastically.
Meanwhile, far away in Hells Kitchen in New York, a gangster subordinate of Fisk suddenly screamed as his body twisted, his bones shattered, and blood sprayed wildly. In this warehouse, however, the injuries on Makima's body began to heal as if time were flowing backward!
Broken bones automatically reconnected, torn flesh grew back, and the spilled blood even flowed back into her wounds.
In just a few seconds, except for her blood-stained suit and coat, she stood perfectly intact in front of Loki and Thor!
Loki was stunned, the arrogant smile on his lips instantly freezing.
Yes... he had just said "If you have any wicked skills, use them now."
But this is too fucking wicked, right?!
What kind of dark magic is this?!
Makima stood up gracefully, reached out to pat her blood-stained coat, and revealed a kind smile toward Loki and Thor.
Then, she raised her right hand and gently pointed her index finger at Thor.
Loki was stunned. What did this mean...
The next second.
"Bang."
An invisible oppressive force squeezed in frantically from all directions in an instant!
The air seemed to turn into a hydraulic press at this moment.
Even though Thor possessed the godly body of Asgard, he was pressed by this sudden, immense force, his chest feeling stuffy, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood!
Loki frowned, staring at that red-haired woman, and spat out through gritted teeth: "You really are not human..."
After cursing, Loki immediately dispersed his phantom, lest Makima have any means to use the illusion to remotely locate and attack him.
The Thor left behind, in his anger, erupted with terrifying divine power. He forcibly withstood the horrific pressure crushing his entire body, violently swung his right arm, and smashed Mjolnir, carrying violent thunder, fiercely at Makima!
Tension!
"Boom——!!!"
Mjolnir slammed solidly into Makima's chest, the massive kinetic energy sending her flying backward.
She crashed through more than a dozen thick alloy walls in succession, finally embedding herself deeply into the deepest isolation chamber of the mothership.
The heavy mjolnir pressed tightly against Makima's abdomen, rendering her unable to move.
Makima frowned slightly, trying to reach out and grip the hammer handle, attempting to lift it, but obviously...
As a devil, she couldn't lift it.
"That really is..."
Feeling the destructive thunder light that was frantically gathering and shining blindingly on Mjolnir, Makima sighed softly.
"What a pity..."
As soon as she finished speaking, her entire body was swallowed by the thunder that erupted from Mjolnir.
On the other side, Thor had just straightened up, preparing to pursue, when a beam of energy suddenly struck from the side.
"Boom!"
Iron Man's Palm Repulsor blasted onto Thor's face.
But Thor's head only tilted slightly, then he turned his head and glared at Tony in mid-air with those eerie blue eyes.
Tony, inside the armor, was immediately startled by this gaze and cursed to himself, what the hell——
This full-power blast didn't even scratch the skin of this protagonist from the shock point?!
Just then, Steve lunged from the side and back, wanting to use a rear naked choke to lock Thor's throat.
The two "arch-enemies" were surprisingly in sync at this moment, simultaneously asking.
"Where is Makima?"
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