Tony's Own Choice

At this final, critical moment, Tony became extremely nervous.

It was no wonder he was so tense.

If they failed this time, Hela, who was already prepared, would almost certainly not give them another chance.

In other words, this battle would determine the life and death of countless people on Earth.

Hela seemed to have noticed the direction of their pressure and remained at the point farthest from the cage, even though she was being forced back little by little. But in reality—

"The shield energy is depleted!" Tony's expression turned extremely grim.

The moment his words fell, the Psionic Shield vanished after one final flicker.

A series of deafening explosions rang out, and all the spaceships and armor were completely swept away in an instant.

Hela seemed to have no limits at all.

She continued launching attacks without pause.

The pressure suddenly shifted onto Thanos. Although he said nothing, blood had already begun seeping from his nose and mouth.

Even the incredibly powerful physique of a Titan had been pushed to this point. It was clear that Hela's strength was decisively beyond theirs.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters...

Tony clenched his teeth and stared fixedly at Hela's distance from the cage.

Crack.

Cracks suddenly appeared across the barrier.

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Only Hela revealed a hint of delight. Her body suddenly pressed viciously against the barrier, and she stabbed the crack with the longsword in her hand.

She thrust one hand forward and clawed at it. Even as the scorching barrier burned her flesh, she did not care in the slightest.

The smile on her face was like that of the true Grim Reaper facing souls about to be harvested.

It's too late!

This thought surged through everyone's hearts.

And in the next moment—

Tony realized that he had