An ear-splitting sonic boom followed Mercer's words, and a powerful blast erupted between the two sides.
Both Thor and the Destroyer were sent flying by the shock wave. The force that had not dissipated kicked up a thick cloud of dust from the shattered ground.
"Thor!"
Seeing this, Thor's friends hurried forward to catch him.
Thor now had a mortal body. Though the punch had not struck him directly, its shock wave had hit him hard. He spat out a mouthful of blood, making his friends' eyes tremble with alarm.
"Thor...?"
"I'm fine."
Thor waved a hand, his gaze fixed on the dust ahead, his expression grave.
"What's going on? Has someone else arrived?"
Sif, the warrior goddess, stared at the dust cloud in confusion.
The great cloud of dust made it impossible to see what was happening inside.
The Destroyer crashed into a van, flattening the entire vehicle.
Once the dust cleared, everyone could finally make out the people inside. When they realized these were the same two who had been standing nearby, eating and watching the whole time, strange expressions crossed their faces.
"So they had nothing to fear. No wonder they dared to stand there and watch."
Thor murmured, his gaze settling on Diablo. It seemed that powerful punch had come from him.
Sending the Destroyer, which weighed well over ten tons, flying so far with one punch required terrifying strength. Even Thor would not dare underestimate it.
Seeing that the Destroyer still wanted to attack him, Mercer was about to use spatial power to twist it into a solid lump of iron when a voice in his mind made him pause.
That pause gave the Destroyer an opening, and it fired a heat beam at him.
Thinking Mercer simply did not want to act, Diablo rapidly