Final Battle

Steve stared straight ahead, Mjolnir in hand.

"Avengers, assemble..."

The human army behind him surged forward. Thanos remained expressionless, calmly swinging his double-edged blade ahead. The alien forces behind him immediately began their charge as well.

Boom!

Yake had no interest in fighting cannon fodder and leaped straight toward Thanos.

"I have to say, I'm a little excited now. But to me, you're just a sparring partner. Now, I'm going to get serious."

A defiant grin hung on Yake's face as boundless lightning burst from his body and swept across heaven and earth.

"Others call me the Mad Titan. In my eyes, you're the real madman."

Thanos spun his blade, blocking the stray lightning, and spoke to Yake calmly.

"In all my years of fighting, I've never mixed in any personal feelings. So, I'm just like you..."

Yake slightly altered Thanos's own words. Thanos immediately felt helpless. What else could he do when facing someone like Yake? He simply raised his blade and started hacking.

Thanos and Yake traded fists and blades. No one dared interfere with their battle, since even the slightest carelessness could get them caught in the AoE damage—mainly Yake's AoE damage, of course.

"Is that all you've got, Thanos? Honestly, I'm disappointed!"

Yake gripped Wolf's End with both hands, raised it high, and brought it down toward Thanos's head.

Clang!

Thanos raised his blade and blocked the lethal strike, but Yake's overwhelming strength forced him to one knee, smashing a deep crater into the ground.

"Argh! Get the hell away from me!"

Thanos violently knocked Yake's sword aside and kicked at his chest. Unfortunately, Yake had already anticipated it and transformed into lightning in advance, causing Thanos to kick empty air.

"What the hell are you?"

"Something deadly!!!"

Yake grabbed Thanos's thick right leg and hurled