"No way. You fell over before I even started trying?" Johnny Storm couldn't help complaining as he looked at Parallax's corpse, which no longer showed the slightest movement. And Johnny Storm was not merely expressing his own feelings—he had spoken for every Avenger there.
Since the Avengers had been founded, they had experienced battles large and small, and the enemies they had faced had ranged from strong to weak. Some of the powerful enemies had even reduced the Avengers to mere spectators, leaving them with no qualification to take part in the battle at all—just like the Green Lantern Corps right now.
As for the weaker enemies the Avengers had faced, even they had a lower limit to their strength. Every supernatural incident and battle had never been something that could be resolved in a short time, especially as the Avengers encountered more and more supernatural events and their enemies became stronger. Every battle had become a long, draining war of attrition.
But this time, the battle between the Avengers and Parallax had not taken much time at all, even including the clash of consciousness between Susan Storm's group of three and Parallax. It left the Avengers, who had barely even finished warming up, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Almost everyone stared at Parallax's corpse as if they still had not had enough.
At that moment, the Avengers dearly hoped Parallax could come back to life. Because of that, the corpse that theoretically should have been completely destroyed had not been touched for the time being, until Steve finally spoke. "Although this battle is already over, we can't let our guard down. Tony, do you want to study Parallax's corpse?"
"Forget it. We already have too many things to research right now, and his power isn't that strong. It's not worth spending