He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

Steve turned and walked toward one of the golden portals.

In a secluded, dark alley in New York.

The stench of blood was overwhelming.

The Punisher kicked away a small amount of flesh and blood from the massive amount of brass, ensuring the Hydra agent was dead.

"Um?"

Seemingly sensing the danger behind him, he turned around warily and raised the machine gun in his hand.

"Popsicle? Don't bother me, I'm in a bad mood right now and need to vent my anger on Hydra!"

Frank didn't even glance at Steve, and proceeded to roughly disassemble the magazine from the machine gun.

"Matt turned into a pile of glowing debris right before my eyes, completely gone!"

Frank's veins bulged on the back of his hand, as if he were about to crush the steel magazine in his hand.

"I turned this neighborhood upside down, crushed those Hydra bastards inch by inch, but I still couldn't find the killer wielding the glowing stick!"

"You won't find them." Steve strode closer. "They are the Time Mutation Bureau, existing outside of normal time."

Steve revealed the entire secrets of TVA in a very fast-paced manner.

Frank stopped what he was doing and slowly turned his head.

The dark red tentacles of the Blacklight virus surged wildly around his neck, and his bloodshot eyes blazed with an extremely brutal, bloodthirsty light.

"The Time Management Bureau?" Frank grinned, his facial muscles contorted with extreme excitement. "Excellent."

"I'm going to skin these bastards alive and shove their heads up their asses!"

Captain America hesitated for a moment, then said, "This time I won't stop you."

The two stepped into the portal side by side.

"Oh, by the way," Frank casually remarked, "that kid in Queens who always wore a red and blue bodysuit and swung on the swing has disappeared recently too."

Steve suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The image of the high school student who asked for his autograph after that fight immediately flashed through his mind.

He had Harry make contact with the other party, and if Jarvis's prediction was correct, this young man named Peter Parker was the Spider-Man who was secretly active!

"Damn it, these people are ruthless!"

Avengers Headquarters.

Barton clenched his fists, staring at the holographic projection in front of him.

"Coulson is gone." Nick Fury's old face across from him was etched with exhaustion.

"Eighteen more S.H.I.E.L.D. field agents are gone too. I will go to this battle... as the king of agents!"

The communication was disconnected.

Patton's fingers repeatedly rubbed the outside of his combat uniform pocket.

There were two resurrection coins that Li Ang had taken from his shop.

He had planned to find someone to deliver this thing to the farm before the big battle, so that he could have a way out for his wife and children.

But Li Ang once said that gashapon items are tainted by causality of extremely high dimensions.

If you give the resurrection coin to your family, those mad dogs from TVA will definitely follow the cause and effect to the farm.

We absolutely cannot take this risk.

Patton stuffed the resurrection coin back into his inner pocket and grabbed the tactical alloy bow beside him. His eyes were filled with pure killing intent.

Half an hour later.

The huge helipad in front of the Avengers headquarters.

This place has been completely transformed into an extremely absurd and violent visual spectacle.

A sonic boom erupted in the sky.

The Milan made a brutal emergency landing, leaving a long trail of flame; the airflow shattered three layers of soundproof glass.

The spaceship's hatch was kicked open.

"This is America? It doesn't seem to have anything special about it except that the air is a bit sweeter?"

Rocket Raccoon, carrying his newly modified American weapon, jumped off the deck, cursing and swearing.

Groot has grown into a young man, and is now a head taller than Star-Lord.

Star-Lord fiddled with the revolver in his hand, trying to bond with the little guy inside.

Behind the Guardians of the Galaxy is Yondu's spaceship.

Although he had cancelled the accounts of the old crew members, there was no shortage of speculators in the universe, not to mention that Yondu's name could easily attract followers.

hum!

As soon as Yondu landed, a seven-colored beam of light crashed down onto the lawn to his right.

"Am I late?"

Thor strode out, carrying the Meowth Hammer.

Following behind him were more than a dozen Asgardian berserkers wielding heavy melee weapons.

At the very back of the crowd, Loki, clad in a strange Chaos Armor, wore a playful expression that was neither a smile nor a frown.

Odin did not come; after all, Asgard was the guardian of peace in the Nine Realms, and he had to prevent enemies from raiding his homeland.

"It looks like almost everyone has arrived."

In the very center of the tarmac, Steve rested his vibranium shield on one arm.

Standing next to him was Frank, clad in dark red and black heavy armor.

As for Wanda, Dr. Banner, Natasha, and others, they had been waiting at the Avengers headquarters for quite some time.

Looking at this group of monsters and demons, Li Ang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Technology side, magic side, mutation side, tokusatsu side, anime side.

This chaotic mix of characters would be an incredibly explosive and supermodel-like existence in any universe.

"Tsk tsk," Li Ang muttered, "They actually managed to bring out the iconic scene of the Avengers assembling ahead of schedule."

"Given the bizarre behavior of this group, even if the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit came, he'd probably have to take two big blows to the butt before he could speak."

Li Ang scanned the entire room and stuffed the last handful of popcorn into his mouth.

"Everyone's here, it's time to go!"

Master Wang walked to the front of the crowd and suddenly raised his hands upwards.

"The dimensional coordinates provided by Boss Li have been locked!" Wang shouted. "Everyone, prepare for the shockwave of the dimensional tearing!"

A purple beam of light shot out from the magic circle, frantically intertwining and entangled with the golden magic of more than a dozen mages.

A purple-gold portal, ten meters tall, was forcibly torn open above the helipad!

Behind the door, the cold, retro architectural lines of the TVA lobby are faintly visible.

You can even see the terrified faces of several agents.

"the Avengers!"

Steve raised his shield high and strode to the front of the group.

"Everyone, this trip might be a one-way trip."

"But if we don't go, this planet won't even have a tomorrow."

"For Harry, for everyone!"

"kill!!!"