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

The destruction of the evil squadron came faster than expected.

Dr. Spectroscopy collapsed to the ground, his prism shattered in half, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his head.

Night Hawk and Speed ​​Demon were completely wiped out.

Hyperion ran away.

"So, that's it?" Rocket jumped off Groot's shoulder and kicked the shard of Dr. Spectroscopy's prism. "The trump card of the remnants, that's it?"

"I am Groot."

"You're right, it is indeed shameful."

Tony sheathed the Iron Man hammer, the lingering golden lightning still dancing on its handle. He turned to look at Vision, who was hovering in mid-air.

"Vision, portal."

Vision descended slowly, his red cloak unfurling amidst the swirling debris.

On the left Infinity Gauntlet, the light of the four gems shone simultaneously.

Mind Gem Analysis Dimensional Coordinates.

The Space Stone tears apart the dimensional barrier.

The Power Gem provides energy.

Realistic gem stable channel structure.

hum!

Vision slowly pushed his left hand forward, and the space in front of his fingertips began to crack.

A deep blue light surged from the crack, the same color as the portal that the mage king had forcibly torn open earlier, but its stability was on a completely different level.

"The passage has been established," Vision's voice was calm. "Target: TVA Headquarters, estimated duration... indefinite."

"Infinite?" Loki raised an eyebrow. "Such arrogance."

"State the facts," Hallucination replied.

The deep blue portal was fully formed on the ruins of Titan, large enough for three trucks to pass through side by side.

On the other side of the door, one can vaguely see the dull off-white floor and fluorescent lights typical of the TVA lobby.

Tony was the first to step into the portal, heading straight for the survivors.

Click!

The combat boots crushed a panel of the time probe, producing an extremely piercing cracking sound.

Thor slung Mjolnir over his shoulder, shook the dust off his cloak, and followed closely behind.

Rocket Raccoon held two exaggeratedly designed heavy energy guns, his fingers on the triggers, and warily scanned his surroundings.

Groot’s massive body followed closely behind, its wooden branches stretching and extending in the air.

Steve held up the vibranium shield in his left hand, while the warmth of his fire chakra still emanated from his right.

……

The hall was completely silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

The previously arrogant TVA agents are now all hiding behind bunkers and ruins.

No one dared to raise the cutting stick in their hand that could eliminate time mutations.

They witnessed firsthand how this group destroyed three statues of the Time Guardians, and how they easily defeated the other dimensional reinforcements summoned by the Director.

Now these killing machines are back.

One of the heavily armed agents in the front row trembled, and the cutting rod slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Clang.

The agent was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, backing away repeatedly, his eyes filled with unbearable fear.

With someone taking the lead, the remaining agents threw their weapons at their feet.

Raise both hands above your head and stand straight against the wall.

The will to resist was completely wiped out.

"How boring." Loki slowly stepped out of the portal and glanced at the agents who had surrendered all over the ground.

Chaotic magic flowed and swirled at his fingertips, and the translucent body of the Black Sabbath appeared and disappeared in his shadow.

He looked up at the high platform on the second floor.

The survivor stood on a dilapidated half-built covered bridge, his dark purple robe covered in dust.

"That's impossible!"

The person left behind shouted in a broken voice, and he tapped on the control panel next to him, but the panel only showed various glaring red gibberish.

"How could you possibly have eliminated them without a scratch?!"

"Miss Minute! Activate the backup cropping program!"

The survivor frantically tapped on the holographic screen, trying to salvage the situation, but all he got were lifeless system error messages.

Li Ang walked at the very back of the group, holding a glass of iced cola in his hand.

He took a big gulp and made an extremely loud swallowing sound.

"Stop pressing it, you're practically poking a hole through that crappy screen."

Li Ang looked up at the furious figure above him.

"If you can so easily sever the timeline in the central courtyard, then what's the point of running this gashapon shop?"

Tony raised his right hand, aiming his palm cannon at the second floor.

"Li, should we line up and go up there to beat him up, or just blast him to smithereens right here?"

Tony's compound eyes flashed red, and his tone was full of mockery.

"Leave him alive." Pietro transformed into a streak of blue lightning and stopped beside Tony, his tattered armor still splintering.

"That bastard killed so many of our people, we have to torture him to find out how to get them back!"

Wanda gripped the bird-headed staff tightly, and the dark red mutated Clow Cards spun wildly around her.

"You think you've won?"

The person left behind suddenly released the control panel and took two steps back.

"When I die, Kang from the multiverse will descend! All worlds will be engulfed in war!"

"Since you insist on breaking this fragile balance, then let's all perish together in the void!"

He exerted force with his thumb, trying to turn on the final switch.

But he couldn't press it down.

Vision slowly rose into the air behind the crowd, his red cape spreading out on his back.

The Space Stone on his left Infinity Gauntlet shone with an extremely dazzling azure light.

There was no chanting, no gathering of energy.

Vision snapped his fingers in the air with utter casualness.

Snapped.

A deep blue spatial membrane enveloped all the Avengers and Guardians of the Galaxy members present.

In a flash, the broken floor tiles beneath their feet transformed into the metal floor of a second-floor platform.

The person left behind had their hand holding the controller frozen in mid-air.

A dark gold steel hammer was pressed against the tip of his nose.

The lightning arcs crackling on the hammerhead singed half of his eyebrows.

Before he could react, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Loki's double, Black Sabbath, emerged from the shadows of the platform, his cold, dark hands gripping Loki's neck tightly.

If he dares to press the button even slightly, those two hands could easily break his cervical spine.

"Run!"

Rocket Raccoon stood on a branch of Groot's tree, the muzzle of his heavy energy gun pressed directly against the lower back of the survivor.

"Press it, try pressing it, and see if your fingers are faster or my energy cannon is faster."

Rocket bared his teeth, his eyes filled with extreme ferocity.

Those who remained were surrounded, and there was truly no way to escape.

In front of them are Tony's warhammer and Hulk's giant hand.

On the left is Thor's hammer, Mjolnir, ready to strike at any moment.

On the right are Frank's gleaming, fleshy giant blade and Gamora's god-slaying blade.

Later, they were completely shut down by the Loki and the Rockets.

Above their heads floated a Vision holding four Infinity Stones.

"Gurgle."

The survivor swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.

My thumb went limp, and the controller in my hand fell straight to the ground.

"Why are you quiet now?" Gamora gripped the God-Slaying Blade and took a half-step closer. "Where did your bravado go?"

"What's the point of wasting time talking to a guy who talks nonsense?"

Thor raised his hammer. "Smash his head right down his stomach, then interrogate him about where the others went!"

"agree."

Jane deactivated her diamond form from the back and returned to her normal appearance, but she still clenched her fists.

The person left behind was pressed against the wall behind them, with nowhere left to retreat.

His proud sanctions have failed, his foreign aid has been wiped out, and now he can't even self-destruct.

He looked up at the group of strangely dressed people in the courtyard.

"You don't understand..." the survivor stubbornly insisted, trying to reason in a deep voice, "Once I lose absolute control of the timeline..."

boom!

Frank kicked the survivor directly in the stomach.

A mouthful of acidic liquid spurted from the mouth of the survivor, whose face contorted in pain and turned green.

"Shut up." Frank said expressionlessly, pressing the massive blade of flesh against the side of the survivor's face, leaving a bloody gash.

"I don't need to understand your twisted logic. I'll only ask once: how are you going to bring back the people you've taken away?"

"If you mispronounce a single word, I'll slice off a piece of your flesh." Frank's wrist was extremely steady.

The person left behind was panting heavily, clutching his stomach, and slid down against the wall, collapsing into a slumped position.

Li Ang parted the crowd and slowly walked to the person who had been left behind.

Do you know what you did wrong?

Li Ang casually tossed the empty Coke cup aside.

The Coke cup hit the person who was left behind squarely on the head and bounced to the side.

The survivor raised his head and stared at Li Ang with eyes full of resentment.

"It's you... you, this anomaly outside the timeline! You're the one who brought this chaotic power!"

"Wrong." Li Ang held up a finger and shook it, a smile appearing on his face.

"I'm just a businessman."

"Your mistake was that you insisted on pushing the Central Courtyard, this powder keg, to its doom."

"And how can you be so sure that the abilities I brought can't defeat Kang the Conqueror?"

"You're being a bit too arrogant."