The Destroyer threw a punch. Apocalypse showed no fear and met it with a punch of his own.
Boom!!
A visible ring of white ultrasonic shockwaves spread outward.
Sif, who was closest, hurriedly planted her sword into the ground and dropped to one knee, bracing herself against the ultrasonic shockwave.
Even so, she could not stop herself from sliding backward. She only came to a halt after being pushed more than thirty meters away.
Every pane of glass in town shattered wherever the ultrasonic shockwave passed. Not a single one was spared!
Sif, Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, and the others exchanged looks, their eyes filled with shock.
So this was the Earthling's true strength?!
During his fight with us, he hadn't used his full strength at all.
If he had gone all out from the beginning, the four of us wouldn't have been able to withstand even one move.
He had deliberately dragged the fight out for so long. It was more like he was toying with us.
At the thought of being toyed with, Sif remembered the finger Apocalypse had used to touch her face. Her feelings became complicated.
"Hahaha, as expected of Asgard craftsmanship. It can really take a beating."
Apocalypse was filled with heroic spirit as he attacked without restraint.
Ever since gaining three times the Hulk's strength, he had never truly fought at full power.
When he fought Abomination and Hulk, he had faced two opponents alone, but they had been too weak. Before he could use his full strength, they had both gone down.
Now that he had encountered an opponent strong enough to withstand him—and one he did not need to worry about killing—he could finally let loose.
His blood surged and boiled with excitement, and a faint gurgling sound could be heard throughout his body.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every punch carried three times the Hulk's strength, and every punch sent out a ring of ultrasonic waves.
With each strike, the area around them was nearly punched into a vacuum before being rapidly filled by the surrounding air.
The violent turbulence made the battlefield resemble a Category 12 sandstorm.
Dust and shattered stones rose and fell rhythmically with the explosions.
The flying rubble was deadlier than bullets, piercing straight through walls and billboards.
Massive flames from the Destroyer periodically erupted across the battlefield, collapsing houses and sending rubble flying everywhere.
Sif and the others had wanted to go help, only to realize that they could not even get close.
They were pushed back by the aftershocks of battle after taking only two steps. Not to mention, they also had to defend against the rubble and Destruction Flame.
Fandral said, "Sif, fall back. We can't help in a battle at this level. Everyone, go protect Thor."
"Alright!"
The four quickly regrouped with Thor.
Apocalypse exchanged countless blows with the Destroyer and discovered that although he could knock it down, he simply could not smash it apart.
The dark metal did not seem particularly hard. Even Sif could pierce it with her sword. Yet in an instant, it restored itself completely, leaving behind not even the slightest mark.
It truly deserved to be Asgard's guardian of the treasure vault. It was indeed extraordinary.
As for the flames fired from the Destroyer's face, they were powerful, but Apocalypse was not afraid of them.
The attack was simply too obvious. Before it fired, its entire body glowed red from within its metal rings. Even a blind man would know it was about to unleash a big move.
It might work against ordinary warriors, but against someone like Apocalypse, who could burst to the speed of sound at any time, it was not very effective.
It now seemed that physical attacks would not be enough to completely destroy the Destroyer. He could only use divine power, magic, or similar means.
Sif's simple thrust earlier had temporarily extinguished the Destroyer's flames. It seemed divine power had played a role.
The problem was that Apocalypse did not know any of that.
Sif and the others possessed divine power, but they were too weak. They could not even enter the battle zone, let alone help.
In the original plot, Thor had sacrificed himself, awakened his divine power, and finally used Thor's Hammer and the power of Thor to destroy the Destroyer.
Faced with the stalemate before him, Apocalypse inexplicably thought of Captain America's... pfft... Captain America's classic line:
"I can do this all day!"
Far away in Asgard, Loki watched the scene through the Bifrost, his hand tightening slightly around the great sword guarding the Bifrost.
Since when did Earth have such a monster?!
And he was even helping Thor, Sif, and the others.
If this man wasn't eliminated, he would only become more troublesome when I came to Asgard in the future.
Loki smiled wickedly. Since one was not enough, he would send two!
Dark clouds suddenly gathered above the town. The sky split open, recreating the scene from when the Destroyer had descended!
A second Destroyer descended!
Unlike the first Destroyer, which had been wreaking havoc everywhere, the second one charged straight at Apocalypse the moment it appeared.
From dozens of meters away, it fired a stream of flame.
Just as Apocalypse was about to dodge, the Destroyer before him suddenly brought its massive hands together around him.
Two hands were not enough. The Destroyer's feet shifted and transformed into another two hands.
The bizarre four hands forcibly trapped Apocalypse in place.
Apocalypse was secretly alarmed. These two Destroyers could coordinate with each other?
Before the second Destroyer arrived, the first had only known how to trade blows with him head-on. It had never used such a strange move.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! With four consecutive heavy punches, Apocalypse blasted apart the four giant hands.
But that brief delay was enough for the Destruction Flame to arrive!
A massive pillar of fire instantly swallowed Apocalypse!
Thor shouted anxiously from afar, "Tang, get out of the way..."
But it was not over yet.
The first Destroyer fired flames as well. The two streams of fire pinned Apocalypse in place from both front and back.
Where the flames met, they formed a fireball that grew larger and larger until it finally reached its limit.
Boom!
The fireball exploded, and flames swept outward like ocean waves for a thousand meters in every direction. Wood turned to charcoal, steel glowed red, and the entire town instantly became a sea of fire.
Fortunately, Apocalypse had delayed them long enough for the crowd to be evacuated. Otherwise, no one knew how many civilians would have been killed or injured by that attack.
Flung out along with the explosion was a charred "corpse"—Apocalypse.
By pure coincidence, Apocalypse's "corpse" rolled along several rather strange paths before landing right in front of Thor.
Fortunately, no one had the mind to consider whether the trajectory of the corpse conformed to the laws of physics.
This tough man, Thor, could finally no longer hold back. He collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down onto Apocalypse's "corpse." "I'm sorry... Tang... my friend. This is all because of me! My arrival brought disaster upon all of you..."
After crying for a while, Thor stood and said to Sif, "Go! You must make it back to Asgard alive and stop Loki."
"What about you?"
Thor's expression suddenly calmed. "Don't worry, friends. I have a plan."
With that, he walked toward the two Destroyers with a tragic expression.
One eye quietly opened on Apocalypse's charred "corpse." Seeing Thor walk forward, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
The plot was finally back on track!
When the second Destroyer descended, Apocalypse had not been certain he could defeat them, but he definitely could have escaped.
Still, it gave Apocalypse a warning!
Wasn't there only supposed to be one Destroyer?
The Destroyer was said to be the ultimate armor secretly forged by Odin to fight the Celestials.
The Cosmic Dwarves had forged it from Uru Metal. It was not only incredibly sturdy, but could also be infused with magic and spells.
Even Odin could not forge a second weapon of such ultimate power.
So where had the second Destroyer before him come from?
Apocalypse could not figure it out for the moment. He could only wait until after the battle for a chance to ask Thor or Odin.
In the original plot, Thor had stepped forward to save the townspeople, facing the Destroyer in his mortal body.
Honestly, as the son of an Asgardian god, being willing to sacrifice himself for ordinary Earthlings truly showed a heart full of compassion.
Apocalypse had been so focused on enjoying the fight that he had not expected to trigger The Butterfly Effect. If this continued, he would miss the plot where Thor awakened.
If Thor did not awaken, who knew where The Butterfly Effect would lead the future.
Since the second Destroyer had appeared, Apocalypse simply went with the flow and pretended to be defeated and killed.
Afraid that the shock would not be enough, when his "corpse" was flung out, he secretly used his fingers to push off the ground and bounce himself right in front of Thor.
A good friend who had once drunk heartily and fought to his heart's content with him had become a lump of charcoal and fallen before his very eyes.
The emotional impact was absolutely explosive!!!
Thor was instantly sublimated.
No one had noticed Apocalypse's little scheme at first, but he just had to open one eye.
The charred outer layer cracked and fell away with a faint crack.
The observant Sif noticed the tiny sound and casually looked over, only to meet Apocalypse's eye.
Two eyes met one eye, and the situation became a little awkward!
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