"Ah!"
"Oh my God!"
"Violent Lord Heisenberg is so cool!"
"That poor guy got slammed around like a pillow by Lord Heisenberg!"
"He can really take a beating. He didn't even bleed much after all that!"
"Heisenberg is insanely strong!"
"That guy looks so weak. Did he just say he was a god?"
"Mm-hmm, a weak little god!"
The moment Heisenberg started swinging Loki around like a sack of rice, everything changed completely.
Although everyone watching the battle had believed Heisenberg would win, they had still been anxious about how the fight would unfold.
But now...
The surrounding crowd was having a wonderful time. Who would still worry about some so-called god? They could enjoy the show to their hearts' content!
Unlike them, at the Eilenburg Restaurant roughly two kilometers away...
...Three minutes earlier...
After Heisenberg punched Loki flying, the troubles of the social elite had only just begun.
Heisenberg taking Loki away had indeed spared the restaurant from becoming a battlefield.
But there was still a Black Widow in the restaurant!
To be honest, when it came to a so-called elite agent like Natasha...
Even if she had an impressive record of trading blows with Proxima Midnight in the movies.
In Heisenberg's eyes...
If you didn't come looking for trouble, then you were happy, he was happy, and sometimes they could even have a little fun together.
But if you came knocking...
Someone who could be beaten to tears with one punch simply wasn't worth caring about.
So Heisenberg hadn't cared about Natasha at all and had left her in the restaurant.
The instant Loki was blasted away by Heisenberg, the upper-class guests in the restaurant who still had the strength to watch all instinctively cheered.
But after the cheering ended, chaos immediately broke out.
Blood, wails, and the