Magical weapons with minds of their own were rare in this world.
Across Marvel, there was only Doctor Strange's Cloak.
But compared with Doctor Strange's Cloak, the cloak Wang Yang had obtained was far more powerful.
That was why Karu was surprised, but even so.
A magical weapon like this would not be too powerful.
After all, its master, Wang Yang, was currently resisting their power and had no strength to spare to control the cloak behind him.
Without anyone controlling it, how long could it hold out?
Hearing Karu's words, Surtur could not help feeling delighted.
When Surtur first felt Wang Yang's cloak block his attack, shock had appeared on his face.
He had feared that even if they kept fighting, they would be unable to deal with this human brat.
But judging by Karu's words, Wang Yang clearly could not hold out much longer.
Of course, Surtur could also feel that the force resisting his Twilight Sword was gradually weakening.
Before long, his Twilight Sword would slice straight through Wang Yang's body.
At that thought, Surtur's power erupted continuously, terrifying force sweeping outward.
Boom!
The magic gathered by the cloak gradually crumbled.
Seeing this, Karu could not help revealing an arrogant grin.
"Brat, you can't stop us!"
The Vishanti Holy Sword in Karu's hand kept pressing down, its immense power leaving Wang Yang no room to control the silver-white cloak behind him.
"Wang Yang!"
By now, the Ancient One had also blocked Surtur's powerful attack. Seeing Wang Yang attacked from both front and rear, she could not help looking anxious.
But even if she joined the fight now, it was already too late.
Boom!
Just then, a streak of green charged over, heading straight for Surtur.
With a thunderous crash, Hulk leaped straight onto Surtur's head.
Surtur's head