"Survivors from Asgard? It seems Hela's undead skeletons aren't so effective after all."
The one who spoke was the man in the Vibranium Suit, Killmonger.
He retracted his visor, revealing a face with a cruel smile, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the five Asgardians as if assessing the value of their prey.
Standing beside him was a Green Goblin engulfed in Hellfire, his flying machine spewing sulfurous fumes, and a grotesque chuckle emanating from beneath his crazed mask.
But what Angela and Valkyrie feared most was the blue-skinned woman who was in charge.
She said nothing, simply standing there quietly, her dark red eyes burning with some ancient and destructive power.
That aura... they were all too familiar with it.
The Phoenix Force.
Even just fragments are enough to grind them into dust.
It's over.
The thought flashed through Valkyrie's mind.
They escaped Hela, who possessed the Six Infinity Stones, only to die at the hands of a bunch of unknown scum?
" Lorelei and I will join forces to try and hold off this guy with the Phoenix Force."
The Enchantress Amora's voice was terrifyingly calm, her emerald eyes fixed on the blue woman. "The other two, do you think you can finish them off quickly? Otherwise, we'll all die."
At this moment, her ambition and strategy transformed into the purest instinct for survival.
She knew very well that conventional magic was a joke in the face of the Phoenix Force, but she and her sister working together might be able to buy even a few seconds of time with their mental powers and illusions.
Lorelei's face turned pale, and she instinctively gripped her sister's arm tightly.
She had spent her entire life vying with her sister for affection, but now, facing the absolute threat of death, the only person she could rely on was this sister she had envied her whole life.
However, plans can never keep up with changes.
"A quick victory? Hahahaha--Too late!"
The Ghost Green Goblin let out a piercing the Batman Who Laughs, raised its arm, and a Pumpkin Bomb burning with Hellfire flew out of its hand, crashing towards the center of the crowd with a shriek!
"Scatter!" Heimdall roared, plunging his guardian greatsword into the ground.
boom--!!!
A massive Hellfire erupted in an instant, the Heat Wave mingling with the agonizing screams of sin, engulfing the entire cave.
The rock face melted and collapsed under the high temperature, and huge rocks rained down.
Battle is about to break out!
The Ghost Green Goblin piloted his flying vehicle like a ghostly streak of fire, hurtling straight toward Valkyrie and Angela, who were closest to him.
The chains in his hands burned with Hellfire, whipping through the air with a sharp, whistling sound.
Valkyrie and Angela exchanged a glance and then silently spread out to the left and right.
Valkyrie's Dragonfang Holy Sword and Angela's Longhandled Glaive were drawn simultaneously, attacking from the left and right.
On the other side, Killmonger's target was clear. His thrusters lit up, and he transformed into a black shadow, his Vibranium claws aimed straight for Heimdall's throat!
"When!"
The guardian greatsword swept across, precisely blocking Killmonger's claws, sending a burst of dazzling sparks flying.
Two warriors, whose martial arts skills had reached their peak, instantly became entangled in combat, the sounds of fists, feet, and weapons clashing densely like raindrops.
The cave collapsed completely during their fight, and amidst the flying rocks, they fought their way from the mountainside to the desolate wilderness outside.
The commotion instantly attracted the roaming army of undead skeletons in the distance. The Soul Stone skeletal warriors made clicking sounds as they surged forward like a tide.
"Hahahaha! Perfect timing! A party is all about being lively!" The Ghost Green Goblin's laughter grew even more maniacal as he forced Valkyrie and Angela to retreat with burning chains, while simultaneously throwing more Pumpkin Bomb into the sea of skeletons.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Clusters of Hellfire exploded among the skeletons, the green flames like maggots clinging to bones, burning the undead to charred remains, accompanied by the endless shrieks of their agonizing Soul Stone.
This madman is actually fighting against a crowd!
Valkyrie seized an opening and hurled her steel spear, only to have it easily caught by the Ghost Green Goblin's chains and flung back.
Angela swung her Glaive and cut the short spear in half, but Green Goblin closed in and kicked her in the stomach, sending her flying backward.
The battle situation was extremely unfavorable for them!
Just then, the Ghost Green Goblin suddenly stopped moving, his flaming skull mask turned towards Valkyrie, and two crimson lights shone in his empty eye sockets.
" The Penance Stare!"
An invisible mental shock struck Valkyrie instantly.
"Ugh--!"
Valkyrie suddenly felt a splitting headache, and everything in front of her disappeared.
Instead, there was an endless sea of fire, a battlefield where the Valkyrie Corps was completely annihilated, and the desperate cries of the sisters before their deaths.
The wounds and sins she had forcibly suppressed deep within her heart were magnified a thousandfold at this moment, turning into sharp blades that repeatedly cut into her Soul Stone.
She screamed, clutched her head, and collapsed to her knees, trembling violently, completely incapacitated.
Angela felt a sharp dizziness. As an angel hunter, she had stained her hands with just as much blood as Valkyrie, but her Mind Stone was already as hard as steel, devoid of any "regret" that could be exploited.
She shook her head, forcibly suppressing her discomfort, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with only icy killing intent.
But now, she's all alone to face this madman.
The situation on the other side is equally dire.
"Your fighting skills are not bad, Asgardians." Killmonger's voice was cold. His Vibranium Suit made him fearless against Heimdall's immense strength, and the countless fighting techniques he had learned on Earth were far more cunning and deadly than the classical Asgard fighting methods.
Heimdall remained silent, sensing that his power was having little effect against the opponent's black armor.
Every attack from his opponent was precisely aimed at his joints and vital points.
With a feint, Killmonger twisted his body at an incredible angle, dodging Heimdall's sweeping attack, and his five Vibranium claws slashed across Heimdall's sword-wielding arm.
"Sizzle--"
For the first time, the resilient Asgard body was torn open with five deep wounds that exposed bone.
The intense pain momentarily halted Heimdall's movements, and Killmonger seized the opportunity, unleashing a furious onslaught.
Heimdall could only passively parry, retreating step by step; defeat was only a matter of time.
The most desperate were Amora and Lorelei.
The two sisters brought their life's skills to their fullest potential, weaving emerald green alluring energy with golden Asgard magic into a massive magical net, attempting to trap the slowly approaching blue woman.
But the other party simply raised their hand.
The dark red Phoenix Force transformed into the phantom of a giant firebird, which gently flapped its wings.
"Boom!"
The magic circle that the two sisters had set up together was as fragile as paper and was instantly shattered.
The powerful energy backlash caused both of them to cough up blood and fly backward in a sorry state.
"Is that all you've got, witch of Asgard?" Black Phoenix Mystique's voice carried a lazy mockery, as if she were toying with two defenseless pets.
She didn't use her full strength at all, and she didn't even stop walking.
The humiliation of being treated like an ant made the usually proud Amora tremble with anger, yet she was powerless to do anything about it.
Faced with an absolute disparity in power, any scheme or trickery appears pale and powerless.
Less than ten minutes.
As Angela was bound by Hellfire chains and slammed into the ground; as Heimdall's knee was broken by Killmonger's kick and Vibranium claws pressed against his heart; as Amora and Lorelei were immobilized by the Phoenix Force.
The battle is over.
The five Asgard gods, all considered top-tier fighters in the Nine Realms, were now lying on the ground, wounded and in a sorry state.
Their enemies, the three members of the Masters of Evil League, were merely breathing slightly more rapidly.
Killmonger's claws were aimed at Heimdall's heart, ready to stab.
The Ghost Green Goblin conjured a highly concentrated Hellfire in his hand, aiming it at the immobilized Angela and the Valkyrie who was still struggling with mental torture.
Black Phoenix Mystique ignited a small wisp of dark red flame at her fingertips, preparing to completely purify the two troublesome mages before her.
The shadow of death loomed over everyone.
At this critical moment, a male voice, tinged with a hint of frivolity and doubt, suddenly rang out from the sky.
"Huh? Why are there so many familiar presences here?!"