Marvel, the Final Battle was about to arrive.
The mastermind behind the invasion of New York would finally reveal himself.
In the vast, boundless universe, the fleeing Asgardians were captured by Thanos and forced to reveal the whereabouts of the Tesseract.
Loki died, and Thor was beaten into ruin.
Thanos got his wish and collected the Space Stone.
Wearing the Infinity Gauntlet, he looked toward Earth and split his forces into two groups to retrieve the Stones.
"Without The Ancient One and Odin, you're nothing but trapped beasts," Thanos murmured.
On Earth, Thanos's subordinates, Ebony Maw and Cull Obsidian, arrived in a massive spaceship.
Their arrival caused a commotion.
Stark had been called to the New York Sanctum early to discuss Thanos.
Banner said anxiously, "Stark, contact the Captain. This isn't the time for infighting."
But Stark was no longer the Stark he used to be.
He shook his head. "Trust me. We don't need the Captain. I can handle him."
"Stark, put away your arrogance. We're facing Thanos." Doctor Strange was deeply dissatisfied with Stark's attitude. If Stark underestimated the enemy like this, they would face a crushing defeat in the end. "Stark, this is what you've always—"
"No, you just don't understand." Stark was communicating in the Chat Group.
Suddenly, Stark pointed at Doctor Strange and asked, "Doctor, did you do your hair yourself?"
Doctor Strange narrowed his eyes. His slightly curled bangs fluttered in the wind as he said, "No. I would never do that."
At those words, everyone looked outside the Sanctum.
It seemed the uninvited guests had arrived.
As they headed outside, Stark was still chatting in the group.
Iron Man: Something's come up on my end. Anyone want to come join the fun?
Batman: @Iron Man, use Points to purchase a Mission Ticket.