The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 385 Wars on Other Timelines ([-])
Not only that.

The barrier maintained by the opponent is like a sponge, and the attacks of various energies are like mud cows entering the sea. In addition to making a slight ripple on the surface, it also makes it continuously increase in brightness.

Thor sensed a hint of danger.

"That ax is inlaid with an infinite rough stone?"

"how is this possible!"

"Nothing is impossible, and there is no time to worry about it now."

Seeing that group of brilliance appearing brighter and brighter under the saturation attack, it's like a spring being pressed to the extreme, the next thing is to do it!
"Watch out for concealment!"

"careful!"

Not just Thor, there are many discerning people.

The rest of the people on the battlefield, almost everyone can be said to be experienced in hundreds of battles, and the voices of mutual reminders and vigilance sounded in the communication channel.

However, the expected full-scale explosion did not happen.

Time seemed to stop suddenly, and a flash of lightning split infinitely, staying on the retinas of everyone on the battlefield.

After this light, there is eternal darkness.

Skulls were thrown high and then froze in mid-air.

Thor, the god of thunder, went around the field for a circle, scattered and named people, regardless of gender, age, height, or size, all chopped them down under the axe.

After a tenth of a second passed, he lifted the timeout and returned to the starting position.

Time began to flow, "Puff...Puff...Puff..."

Countless bright red human body fountains froze for a moment, then fell down heavily and slowly.

With Steve Rogers and Thor as the center point, within a radius of [-] meters, no teammates are still alive.

And seeing with his own eyes that another person who he has so lightly committed a boundless killing, and the target of the slaughter was his teammates who fought side by side with him, Thor's eyes were tearing apart.

"Snapped!"

A blood-stained hand tightly grasped him, "Don't go there, you are not his opponent."

Steve Rogers gritted his teeth: "He deliberately kept us, and he must have something to say.

The only thing that can fight against the Infinity Stone is the Infinity Stone. Looking for a chance to go to Tony's side is our only hope now! "

"Da da."

Listening to the captain's words, Thor, who forced himself to calm down, noticed that the enemy moved.

He walked towards himself unhurriedly.

"who are you?"

"I really can't imagine that if you let this period of history go on without interference, the final result will be like this."

Thor, the god of thunder, holding a six-star storm ax, stepped forward, "Family, country, everything you care about and cherish, everything is buried in your hands. What qualifications do you have to bear the name of Thor?"

It seems that it is not enough, or the appearance of the other party's fat house is too eye-catching, "You have not only tarnished Thor's name, but also corrupted the image of this body. You are fat and stupid. What use is there for you?"

"Frightened!"

Hit the head with an axe!
"clang!"

Sparks splashed and arcs flickered.

The moment the two "Storm Tomahawks" came into contact, a huge shock wave blew everything around them away.

Fattor's knees softened, and he tried his best not to let himself kneel down, but, in front of the huge force, he held it so hard, but blood oozed out of his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices.

At this moment, he didn't have time to care about whether the blown away Steve Rogers would be hurt again. Taking advantage of the brief stalemate, he anxiously called Mjolnir in his heart.

"Snapped!"

The Thor's Hammer flying through the air did not accomplish anything, but was grabbed by Thor with one hand.

He couldn't hide his disappointment, looking at the obese version of himself, the last trace of familiarity in his eyes completely turned into indifference, "How many years have passed, and you still haven't improved.

There is no need for such a you and this period of history to exist, let me disappear together! "

After all, a burst of colorful energy was suddenly transmitted from the battle ax to Mjolnir, changing its appearance in an instant.

A long, narrow half-splitting-toothed half-silver-bladed knife appeared in his hand.

In the next second, the long knife pierced Fattor's heart.

"No!"

The one-armed Steve Rogers saw this scene from afar as he pulled an Infinity Stone from Tony Stark's remains in vain.

After the battle with Thanos and his gang, he was already exhausted and was seriously injured. At this moment, he really wanted to kill the thief but was powerless.

He could only watch helplessly as the cold light of the knife tip got closer and closer to Thor's body.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could still see: farther away, other comrades-in-arms were rushing to the scene.

However, the more bloody reality is that everyone around him was still grieving over Tony Stark's sacrifice one second, and then followed him into headless corpses all over the place in the next second.

Most of the core strength of the Avengers was crushed almost instantly.

Under such a bad situation, people who are farther away like moths rushing towards a flame are undoubtedly looking for their own death.

In the blink of an eye, Steve Rogers realized that the casualties must not be extended any further, otherwise, this sacrifice would not have a second chance to be reversed!

It was too late to say it, and just as he was about to speak, telling everyone to retreat in the communication channel, a hole was torn in the sky shrouded in dark clouds.

A light, as if from heaven.

In an instant, this ray of light shot straight down, traveled an infinite distance, came out through the body, and nailed Thor to the ground.

Fat Tolton felt the pressure lighten in his hands, and flicked away the weapon suppressing him without even thinking about it, ignoring the long knife pointed at the heart, swung the "Storm Battle Axe", and chopped off a head of himself on the opposite side.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

He gasped for breath before he had time to pay attention to what happened.

I saw that the headless corpse in front of me was being nailed to the ground by a spear-shaped object through the left chest.

He raised his head in surprise, only to see another strange spaceship appeared in the sky at some point, and in midair, another familiar face descended!

"Clap!"

The person landed directly on the ground. He looked at the mess on the battlefield, then at Fattor and Steve Rogers not far away, "He's the only one here?"

"Who?"

Torkan swallowed.

His hand clenched on the handle of the ax unconsciously, "Who are you?"

"take it easy."

The visitor glanced sideways at Tony Stark lying next to Steve Rogers, pointed with his finger, and said, "I am him, not him.

Just like the one whose head was cut off by you just now, he is you, but not you. "

"..."

Thor, who felt his brain couldn't turn around, said: "Well, I don't care who you are, which side are you on?"

"I?"

The visitor said: "I don't take any side. I am from the Alliance of Rescuers, and I am just a representative elected by a group of homeless people."

While speaking, the armor on the surface of his body began to fade.

Six of them shone with different brilliance, and the frequency was consistent with his breathing. Together with a miniature ark reactor in the middle of his chest, they just formed the infinite rough stones arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, and they were also hidden in his body...

(End of this chapter)