Watching the others leave, Tony felt a little disgruntled. He was no longer the center of attention, just an unremarkable superhero.
For someone as proud as Tony, that certainly stung.
It still comes down to strength. Overtime. More overtime to develop a better battle suit.
Tony roared inwardly, then shouted, "Hurry up and finish these monsters, then head to Hell to help the Mechanical Demon King. We definitely have to see a war in Hell for ourselves."
"All right."
The superheroes nodded without any objections. For one thing, as Strange had said earlier, Hell, Earth, and Asgard were all connected.
For another, Ghost Rider had helped Earth so much that it was only right for them to help Hell.
Asgard.
The moment Strange and the others arrived, a pitch-black area caught their attention.
The dark area was not particularly large, roughly half a kilometer in diameter. Everything inside it except two people had disappeared, including the buildings and the ground.
One of those two was Dark Phoenix, whose clothes and hair billowed without any wind. She unleashed her power, enveloping her surroundings in Phoenix Fire and reducing everything to nothingness.
At the same time, a pitch-black Phoenix Phantom Image appeared behind Dark Phoenix, radiating majesty and destruction.
The other person was Thanos. His battle armor and the Tyrant's Battle Blade had both been destroyed. Only a thin layer of purple light remained, barely holding on.
Thanos's face was filled with horror. The Mechanical Demon King actually had someone this powerful under his command?
Earlier, when the X-Men joined the battle, Dark Phoenix had gone straight for Thanos, hoping to end the fight as quickly as possible.
At first, Thanos had thought nothing of Dark Phoenix. After all, she had barely made half an appearance on Earth, and he had no