While the two mages fought fiercely here, the three remaining members of the Black Order had each found their opponents on the other battlefields.
By now, Hulk had vanished, transforming into the dazzling, magnificent armor on Banner.
Clad in that armor, Banner was undoubtedly the flashiest guy on the field.
Perhaps because Banner was too eye-catching at the moment, Corvus Glaive wanted to knock him down a peg in his wife's eyes, so he took up his bladed spear and faced Banner.
But Banner had already cast aside his timidity during their earlier operation to wipe out Hydra. Now, brimming with spirit, he swung his fist into the spear blade Corvus Glaive thrust at him.
Clang-
The two collided, sparks flying, then quickly parted.
But Corvus Glaive's eyes widened. Despite taking his thrust head-on, the armor had only a white mark on it.
His Glaive was the very essence of his being, a weapon that could easily slice through diamond!
What on earth was this armor made of? Hadn't that muscular guy just turned into it? How could it be this hard?!
But as he looked at Banner, armored to the teeth, his teeth ached.
Fuck, he was completely protected inside that armor, and I couldn't break through its defenses.
How was I supposed to fight this? This was hopeless!
But now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off.
He had taken the initiative to choose this opponent. Where would he put his pride if he switched opponents now?
Wouldn't his image in Proxima Midnight's eyes come crashing down?!
This was his dignity as a man!
He had picked this opponent himself. Even on his knees, he had to finish the fight!
He was shocked, unaware that Banner was just as shocked.
In their earlier battles, he had