Thanos ignored his subordinates and continued to gaze calmly at the woman before him.
He had to admit, she was quite attractive by the standards of his previous life.
Unfortunately, she was black, and by Blue Star standards, an old woman.
Though he was nearly six hundred, he was still young by Titan standards.
When Emma's subordinates saw that Thanos remained unfazed by their guns, they could hold back no longer. They pulled their triggers.
Bang!
But before a second shot could ring out, Thanos vanished.
The next instant, he was back where he had stood.
He produced a towel from somewhere and wiped the blood from his hands.
"Now can we have a proper talk?"
Dealing with these mortals required no energy, only physical strength, so he did not have to worry about those beings detecting him.
Emma had lost all her composure. Cold sweat ran down her face as she said meekly, "My lord, I don't know much about what you're asking, but I'll tell you everything I do know."
Seeing all her subordinates reduced to pulp had changed her attitude completely.
She was terrified and deeply regretted coming to the bar today.
She should have stayed home and enjoyed the company of her male companions.
She did not know that Thanos had followed her presence here. No matter where she hid, he would have found her.
A while later, Thanos left the Hellfire bar.
According to the White Queen, two great massacres had made Superheroes scarce on this universe's Blue Star.
The only new Superhero team was the Inhumans.
After the Avengers disappeared, the Inhumans had returned from the moon under Maximus's leadership and openly founded the Inhuman Kingdom on the ruins of Wakanda.
Other nations objected, but none was willing to pick a fight with the