Hello, Pointy-Head

The battle neared its end in mere minutes.

The Black Order, a team that had once made countless civilizations tremble with fear, appeared so fragile and vulnerable before the present Avengers.

Loki hovered in mid-air, looking at everything before him in disbelief.

His army, his generals, his proud plan were rapidly collapsing in a way he could not understand.

No... impossible!

He raised the Mind Scepter with a tremor, attempting a final resistance.

But a massive green shadow had already enveloped him.

"Hello, pointy-head."

A trace of a human, mischievous smile actually appeared on Hulk's ferocious face.

Loki's complexion instantly turned paler than paper.

"No!"

"Hulk!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The classic scene of Loki being smashed against the ground played out once more.

Under Hulk's tempestuous ravaging, this God of Mischief was repeatedly slammed onto the roof of Stark Tower like a ragdoll.

He was finally bound like a zongzi, completely losing any ability to resist.

The six heroes descended slowly, regrouping in the air once again.

Although their breathing remained steady, they bore not a single scratch on their bodies.

"Alright."

Tony opened his armor's faceplate, looking down at his teammates who were still locked in fierce combat with the Chitauri army, a relaxed smile on his face.

"Warm-up's over."

"Now, it's time to help them clean up the trash."

Before his words faded, six figures plunged downward from high altitude like six shooting stars of different colors, trailing long tails of flame as they violently smashed into the densest area of the ground battlefield!

BOOM!!!

The terrifying shockwave swept across the entire district like a hurricane.

Where they landed, the ground was forcefully smashed into a giant crater dozens of meters in diameter, and hundreds of surrounding Chitauri soldiers were instantly torn to pieces by the