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

"Are you sure? That person is indeed very important, but..."

Frank heard these words from a distance and sheathed his blade without expression.

Speed ​​Demon didn't even listen to him finish speaking before his figure disappeared from the spot.

A gray afterimage tore through the air as the Speed ​​Demon pushed his speed to its limit.

The ground of Titan blasted open a series of craters beneath his feet, and the shockwave spread to both sides.

The distance from his position to Li Ang was approximately three hundred meters.

At his top speed, it took less than 0.2 seconds.

Pietro reacted the fastest: "Loki! That guy went to find the boss!"

Loki tilted his head slightly: "Oh."

"Aren't you going to save them?!"

"No need." Loki's expression even carried a hint of sympathy.

The speed demon closed to within five meters.

Four meters.

three meters.

His fist was already outstretched, his knuckles, coated with gray kinetic energy, aimed at Li Ang's temple.

Just as the blow was about to hit.

Speed ​​Demon met Li Ang's gaze.

Those eyes moved slightly, looking at him calmly.

It's not a state of bewilderment due to not having enough time to react.

It wasn't the terror of being ambushed.

Yes... the calm after seeing everything clearly.

I saw his starting position clearly.

I saw his acceleration trajectory clearly.

I could see the angle at which his fist was extended.

He could even see the fear in his dilated pupils at that moment.

Speed ​​Demon's hair stood on end.

His body was screaming, his instincts were roaring.

"Can you read my speed?"

He tried to run, but it was too late.

Why make things difficult for an audience member?

Li Ang put down his cola cup, stood up straight, his movements neither fast nor slow.

One punch.

There was no charging up, no special effects, and no dazzling energy fluctuations.

The moment the fist touched the speed demon's chest, the space itself seemed to twist.

boom!

The speed demon's body exploded outwards, starting from its chest cavity.

Gray bodysuit, flesh and blood, bones, healing factors...

All of them were reduced to bloody smoke by the force of that punch.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

The blood mist spread in mid-air for less than two seconds before being dispersed by the winds of Titan.

Speed ​​Demon has vanished.

Not even a trace was left.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

Everyone stopped moving.

Including Hyperion, who is currently fighting Tony and Hulk.

His orange-red pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the spot where Li Ang was standing.

"What...?"

For the first time, there was a hint of wavering in Hyperion's voice.

Although he could see through the Speed ​​Demon's movements, it was impossible for him to blast the Speed ​​Demon into a bloody mist in an instant.

"Fuck!"

Nighthawk leaned against the rock, his pupils unfocused, his lips trembling.

What the hell are these monsters?

The Speed ​​Demon, who possessed superhuman self-healing abilities and was so fast that even Pietro couldn't catch him, was punched into a bloody mist by a spectator watching the show.

After all that fuss, they were just exchanging blows with the minions, while the real boss was watching the show from the sidelines!

"Tsk."

Li Ang looked down at his fist and flexed his fingers a couple of times.

He picked up the Coke cup from the rock, took a sip, and looked somewhat helpless.

"I didn't originally intend to intervene."

"Speed ​​Demon!"

The brief silence on the battlefield was shattered by Hyperion's roar.

His orange-red pupils swept across the direction of Li Ang, and Hyperion's facial muscles tensed, with the veins at his temples throbbing faintly.

He didn't rush over.

He's not stupid.

Speed ​​Demon was the fastest of the four, but he was punched into a bloody mist by the guy who was watching the show.

That power was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Boss, I didn't expect him to attack you. It was my fault for not protecting you properly."

The sound came from above.

Vision hovered thirty meters above Titan, his red cloak fluttering in the air currents of debris.

The four gems embedded in the Infinity Gauntlet on the left hand lit up simultaneously... the golden color of the mind, the azure of space, the deep purple of power, and the dark red of reality.

"In that case, let's end this farce."

Vision's voice was calm and even, but the light from the four gems on his glove was gradually increasing.

He raised his left hand, palm down.

The Reality Gem was the first to be activated.

The rocks, lava, and dust on Titan's surface all stopped moving, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Immediately afterwards, the Space Stone released visible blue ripples that spread in all directions from Vision's feet.

Wherever the ripples passed, space itself began to distort, fold, and seal itself off.

Hyperion was the first to sense the change.

He tried to dodge to the left, but found that the space to his left and the space to his right were stuck together, leaving him nowhere to go.

"What the hell?!"

Dr. Spectroscopy struggled to his feet; the iridescent prism was still smoking.

He wanted to fly, but his feet had barely left the ground by three centimeters when the space above him pressed down, forcibly pressing him back to the spot.

"The space is sealed off!" Dr. Spectrum's voice trembled. "Hyperion! He's locked down the entire spatial dimension of this region!"

Nighthawk remained silent, only able to watch Frank approach with his knife, too exhausted to even flee.

hum!

The Reality Stone and the Space Stone work together to weave a double cage within a radius of 500 meters.

Space is compressed and folded, and physical rules are locally rewritten.

This is not a matter of overwhelming force.

This is imprisonment at the rule level.

"I've already locked the cage." Vision's gaze swept calmly across the area below.

"The rest is up to you."

Tony and Thor both looked up at Vision, and then at each other.

Did you hear that?

Tony swung the steel hammer, and dark golden lightning climbed and leaped along its surface.

"I'm not deaf."

After resting for half a day, Thor stretched his shoulders, spinning Mjolnir twice in his palm, blue and white arcs of electricity crackling.

The two were separated by Hyperion, one on the left and one on the right.

Hyperion stood in the middle, the spatial cage tightly locking his movement.

He can still fight, but he can't run away.

"Two hammers?"

Hyperion glanced at the Iron Hammer in Tony's hand, then at Thor's Mjolnir.

"You couldn't even budge me with one hit, but two should have been enough?"

"One plus one doesn't equal two here," Tony said, turning his neck.

Ding!

The hammerhead of Iron Hammer and Thor's hammer in his palm lit up at the same instant.

Tony sensed it.

The energy circuit at the core of the Iron Hammer was resonating wildly, its frequency perfectly synchronized with the thunder pulse of the hammer in Thor's hand twenty meters away.

"This feeling..."

Tony glanced down at the dark golden arcs of electricity crackling across the hammer's surface.

"You felt it too?"

Thor's expression changed; he was no longer the carefree, grinning man he had been moments before.

Blue and white lightning bolts crawled out from between his fingers, spreading along his arm and throughout his body.

"Co-originating resonance, sir." Jarvis's voice carried a rare hint of excitement.

"The magical circuitry of the Iron Hammer resonates at a fundamental frequency with the Uru core of Thor's Hammer."

"When both are output simultaneously, the energy is not additive..."

"It's multiplication."