Fear!
Trembling!
Despair!
They watched helplessly as every means at their disposal was exhausted, yet they could not even get close to Thanos. Even Iron Man and Doctor Strange, who had already prepared themselves for failure and sacrifice, could not help but waver.
As for the relatively innocent Spider-Man and Ant-Man, they were completely dumbfounded, with no idea what else they could possibly do.
In the eyes of Muggles, they were all powerful heroes with superpowers. Even against the most vicious bank robbers armed with heavy weaponry, they usually only needed to lift a finger to deal with them.
But before Thanos, who possessed the Infinity Gauntlet, they were as fragile as newborn infants.
Forget displaying humanity's courage and indomitability by fighting to the very last moment—even their minds were completely blank.
It was like eagerly challenging the final boss in a game, only to discover that an entire combo of your strongest attacks dealt zero Harm. Anyone would inevitably suffer a blow, perhaps even an emotional or psychological collapse.
Yet one person remained utterly unmoved. Like a lone knight, he climbed back to his feet, raised the sword in his hand, and charged at Thanos once more.
There was not the slightest hesitation or wavering in his eyes. Though he clearly knew that every struggle was futile, he still had no intention of giving up.
There was no need to ask. He was Captain America—Steve Rogers, chosen by Torm, the God of Loyalty and Courage.
Thanos was clearly intrigued by this human charging at him like a moth into a flame. Rather than strike to kill, he relied on his vast combat experience to easily evade the sword shining with golden Holy Light, then slapped Captain America to the ground.
Bang!
Although Steve Rogers now possessed both the physique