"The Avengers? All they can do is hide and work with ordinary people on the side, hoping to gain some room to fight back."
"Unfortunately, they've been losing ground all along. Now they only have a tiny bit of territory left," Tony explained.
"So we could consider working with the Avengers of this entire world..."
A month later, the situation across the world had changed dramatically.
Only a limited number of people had come to this world through the Hell Tower.
But the Hell Tower's simple selection trial had thoroughly proven their fighting ability.
Together with the Foundation's branches in parallel worlds, most of these people constituted a force to be reckoned with when gathered together.
Compared with this world's population of billions, however, their numbers were indeed rather small.
Against the Sentinels, with their tremendous capacity to regenerate energy, they seemed even weaker.
Yet the vast numbers of ordinary people had no opportunity to take part in this battle that would decide their planet's fate.
Most could only watch as spectators as the battle that would determine the fate of the entire planet approached.
Many others did not even have the luxury of watching. Most were still busy struggling to make a living.
Or simply struggling to stay alive.
Media outlets that still held any standing around the globe reported on these battles, offering people some comfort amid their miserable lives.
With every independent media outlet and television station fueling the hype, interest in the battle that would decide the planet's fate reached fever pitch. Everyone in the world who still had the time and energy paid attention.
And now, the Avengers had chosen ordinary humanity's last line of defense as the site of the final showdown.
"Look, dear viewers! Over there are the legendary Phoenix Hosts and