Thanos Thought He Had This Again

With that, Thanos endured the lightning Tony unleashed and, despite the searing pain, brought his blade down with all his strength on Tony's left shoulder.

Clang! The outer layer of nanotech armor shattered instantly. The sharp blade sank deep into flesh. Against an ordinary human body, that strike would have taken off half Tony's shoulder.

But the expected spray of blood and flesh never came. Once the blade had sunk in, powerful resistance from Tony's body trapped it fast. Thanos could not cut even a fraction deeper.

Ssssss!

Thin wisps of white smoke rose from Tony's wound. Torn flesh and damaged bone healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a second or two, the wound, deep enough to expose bone, had healed completely without leaving a trace of a scar.

That absurd healing speed overturned everything Thanos knew. He had spent half his life waging war across the universe and seen countless mutated species, but never an Earthling who could heal like this.

He immediately thought of the Avengers Squad's failed journey through time. They had not brought back the Space Stone or the Time Stone. Someone else must have intervened, and Thanos was certain there was a secret behind it.

"Whatever that person behind the scenes did to you, I'll restart the time machine, go back, and see everything you went through with my own eyes."

Thanos casually shook dust and ash from Tyrant's Blade, murderous intent surging in his eyes.

Tony pressed a hand to his newly healed shoulder, his expression grim. He knew Russell was behind all of this.

Back when the four of them had been confined in the Sanctum Sanctorum, Russell had secretly planted temporal coordinates deep in their souls.

Those coordinates did more than let them travel through time. Russell