Too fast. Everything had happened in the blink of an eye.
Captain America's thoughts were still stuck on the moment Thanos declared that he would destroy Earth.
Yet he had merely gripped Mjolnir and taken two steps.
Thanos, who had seemed like a death-dealing demon, had turned into chunks of flesh scattered across the ground.
Some of his blood had even splashed onto Captain America's cheek.
Flames burned amidst the ruins of Avengers Base.
The firelight reddened Captain America's profile.
But aside from the initial relief, as though the mountain-like pressure on his shoulders had been shaken off—
He felt no excitement or joy at all.
On the contrary, the warmth in his heart was cooling rapidly, just like Thanos's corpse on the ground.
What kind of people were these?
Captain America cautiously observed the newcomers.
Thanos had been so terrifying that even Thor and the other three, attacking together, had been utterly defeated.
Yet these three people—
Any one of them alone—
Seemed capable of taking down Thanos.
Were they from the Earth above them?
What had they come here for?
When Thanos had still been alive, everyone resisting him had been comrades on the same side.
But now that Thanos was dead, Captain America had much more to consider.
"This Thanos seems a little weaker than Darkseid."
Before Captain America could figure out how to negotiate with them—
The Mark armor that had landed on the ground spoke first.
It was Tony's voice.
Using the thrusters, he landed steadily.
He walked over to Thanos's corpse and flipped open his faceplate.
Revealing a face that matched the voice perfectly.
"No wonder Leon said those two were counterparts. One's a sentient purple potato, and the other's a sentient lump of charcoal. They really have a lot in common."
Tony looked