Hunters and Prey

"They're here!"

If all the Reincarnators who had entered this Mission Space were evenly dispersed throughout London, they would naturally be like a drop of water in a vat—impossible to find.

However, the intelligence in their hands had revealed the enemy's landing point this time!

They had been waiting nearby for quite some time, so the density of Reincarnators in this area was extraordinarily high.

Compared to the Battle of New York, where the Chitauri had deployed countless flashy aircraft and landing ships but not a single mothership, the Dark Elves this time relied entirely on one mothership to make an entrance. Though their numbers were small, their quality utterly surpassed the former.

The visual impact left even most Reincarnators who possessed intelligence utterly dumbfounded.

Compared to such a colossal entity capable of roaming the universe, mortal strength was simply far too insignificant.

"Wow~ That's a big one. Why do these guys all like Earth so much?"

Standing on the Helicarrier and looking at the enormous alien mothership that had appeared, Tony could not help whistling.

"This enemy looks pretty troublesome. Good thing I haven't gotten around to setting off fireworks for Pepper Potts yet."

Though his words were frivolous, Tony's eyes had turned grave.

That thing looked like trouble. It seemed his army of Iron Man suits would have to make an appearance.

Captain America stood on the carrier, staring blankly at the behemoth below that was far more outrageous than the Helicarrier itself.

What was wrong with this world? Had he really become too old?

"All right, I think you can throw me down now."

Dr. Banner, with his hands tucked into his sleeves and looking somewhat hunched over, voiced that rather pessimistic remark.

Normally, he did not like transforming voluntarily, but this enemy was not one he