Shadow of the Beautiful World

Batman is dead.

He was pierced into the heart by an outside god, just like an ordinary person hit by a bullet.

The vitality was like surging water, flowing away from the torn skin, and Bruce had hallucinations in front of his eyes.

Just like the revolving lantern at the end of life.

His birth, his growth, the difficulties he experienced.

Witnessing the death of his parents in that dark crime alley, grew up in pain, and chose to exile himself in the torment of loss.

and then?

Then what happened?

Ah yes.

Then he met Merlin, the man who changed his life.

The pictures after that became less real, but almost every picture of life seems to have Merlin.

If life were to happen again, would he still board the Stark family's freighter, and would he still accept the pure goodwill when he met Merlin?

probably...

Probably it will.

Men's friendship is so simple, pure, and lasting for a lifetime.

"Snapped"

Bruce raised his hand and placed it on the cold shoulder of the outer god. He raised his head, and there was a fierce light in the eyes that were no longer young on the face under the hellbat's armor.

He looked at the extremely powerful foreign **** in front of him, and said:

"You... won't win!"

Tyrion also looked at the dying soul before him, and said in a calm tone:

"I didn't fight with you just to win. I just want to see, what step can you guys do?"

This answer dimmed Bruce's eyes.

He lowered his head and gently pressed the last button in his hand armor. He said:

"So, you... what is wrong with you people?"

"Drip, drip, drip"

A hurried sound rang from inside the hellbat's armor.

Tyrion squinted his eyes and was about to retreat immediately, but behind him, Magneto King Eric, who had his arm cut off, the crazy old man leaped in desperately.

He exhausted his last strength to hold Tyrion in place.

"Die together!!!"

"boom"

A terrifying explosion lit up in the hellbat armor.

All the energy placed in the battle armor by Merlin exploded at the same time, which was equivalent to the self-destruction of an Almighty Father. Even for a powerful foreign god, the damage was considerable enough.

"boom"

In the flames of energy violent, Ruiwen was holding something and was pushed out.

The black fire surrounding her was torn apart by the explosion that stunned the stars, and the Raven Maiden was also affected by Batman's final blow. She rolled in the air and was hugged by Jane again.

Thor's hammer called out thousands of thunder in the starry sky, blocking the continuous shock wave in front of the two.

"puff"

Ruiwen opened her mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood. She tremblingly put the infinite glove in her hand on her right hand, and said hoarsely to Jane who was supporting her:

"After I die... it's your turn."

After finishing speaking, the Raven Girl ignored Jane's obstruction, and once again transformed into a black raven of destruction, rushing into the flames of the explosion, followed by the roar of the outer **** and death.

then...

"boom"

The more terrifying black energy imploded in the six-color halo and four-color invisible light, completely shattering the compressed stars.

Ruiwen's decisive blow even shook the battlefield maintained by God and the Giant Fierce Beast, allowing the power of both to escape outward.

The entire starry sky was exploded with a crack leading to the void, like a super black hole, swallowing everything around it.

In the sparkle of the magic halo, after the explosion, the pitted Infinity Gloves whose appearance was twisted were sent back to Jane.

The glove hovered in front of Shenwei Thunder God.

It seems to be calling her.

A great mission and cruel sacrifice are calling her.

Jane glanced back behind her.

The weak Tony awakened Thor, her lover was sitting on the fragments of the starry sky, he was looking at her, the eyes of the reflecting stars had lost their luster.

He can't see it anymore.

When he inherited the Rune King and the eternal power, Thor's eyes had been destroyed. After the eternal power dissipated, Thor could not see at all, but he could feel it.

He could feel that his lover was saying goodbye to him silently.

"No! Don't go!"

Thor tremblingly tried to get up, but was held down by Jane.

The mighty Thunder God put the Infinite Glove on his right hand and held Mjornir with his right hand. The hammer was also buzzing, and it reflected infinite thunder.

"Mua"

A tender kiss was left on Thor's forehead.

Jane's tone was calm, she said softly:

"Don't be sad for me, Thor, my love."

"I think this is probably the last moment I became the **** of power and Thor. Maybe I appeared in this form for this moment."

"My life has been fulfilled enough to meet you, experience so many strange things, and be able to fight side by side with you with such an honor and become a member of the legend."

"It's wonderful enough, Thor, I should go far away and make the final resistance for this group of stars."

Jane raised her head and looked at the battlefield ahead.

Under repeated obstacles, the invincible foreign **** no longer had the attitude of controlling everything. He also had wounds, and he was bleeding. He was not invincible.

"I think even these outside gods can't easily destroy our hope. After all, there are seeds in the depths of the earth."

Jane brushed her hair, and she took off her face, revealing her rejuvenated and healthy face. In the corner of her beautiful eyes, blue lightning resounded.

she says:

"Sell me off with a smile, Thor, cheer for your lover, and I will fly through the stars and race with lightning just like your legend."

"I am the **** of might and thunder!"

Jane lifted the extremely buzzing Mjornir, the endless lightning enveloping her body, she rose into the sky amidst the roar and roar of the Asgardian.

She looked at the foreign **** who was holding the hoarfrost sword, and she said:

"I am, going to the dead!"

Tyrion, who was embarrassed like a tramp by the two explosions, also looked up at this time.

In his one eye, he saw the Wanjun thunder from the sky, and on his handsome cheeks, there was also a hint of helplessness.

These earthlings...

They are crazy.

They have not hesitated to use themselves as weapons, just to die with their powerful enemies.

Before entering the group of stars, Tyrion had never thought that he would be forced to this point by these rebels.

But it's okay...

He still has weapons in his hands.

The king of the dead world held the cold long sword in both hands. He thought that as long as he held the weapon, he would never fail.

"You will lose!"

A female voice suddenly sounded in Tyrion's mind, his eyes fell on the hoarfrost long sword in his hand, and he felt the chaos of the weapon in his hand.

Weapon has rebelled!

No, this weapon was in the opposing camp from the beginning, it was just awakened!

The password to wake up is the death sleeve sword that Batman stabbed into him just now... That assassination revealed his weakness at this time!

This is the hole card Merlin left him!

It has now been opened!

He let go and threw the sword into the depths of the stars.

But the moment the long sword was released, it drew an arc in the air, and under the stunned gaze of the King of the Dead, it pierced Tyrion's body in the opposite direction.

This is not just a little joke of the heroes!

What is stored in this hoarfrost is the power from his source, and the damage caused by this anti-geo blow to Tyrion is more terrifying than all the heroes before.

The most terrible thing is that it chose a perfect moment of rebellion!

Tyrion had no time to defend. The invincible power in his body was disturbed, so he could only raise his head and face the final blow of Jane Foster's determination.

"哐"

The silver-gray warhammer hit the forehead of the king of the dead, and at the moment of the collision, the hammer uttered a mournful cry, as if hitting an unshakable object, the whole was broken.

The flying thunder completely submerged the King of the Dead, and the destructive power attached to the Infinite Glove also exploded at the same time.

These energies were raging, causing the King of the Dead to utter his first painful cry since he entered the stars.

He was badly injured.

Defeated...

The impossible defeat seemed to be imminent.

Wait, that light.

The light shining before my eyes...

what is that?

"boom"

Two things fell from a high altitude, hitting the blind in front of Thor, only his right arm.

He could feel the familiar energy beating, it was Mjornir groaning.

Desperate Thor stretched out his hand and stroked the fragmented hammer in front of him. He seemed to be able to feel Jane's tenderness from these thunderous fragments.

He has lost Sif, and Jane, and his friends, the heroes who came to this battlefield with him, the brave ones who went to the death.

He lost everything.

Thor was silent. With Tony's help, he put on the Infinity Gloves and clenched Mjornir's broken hammer handle.

He stood up tremblingly.

By his side, Tony followed in silence.

The last two on this battlefield already knew...

It's their turn.

"When I was young, my mother kept telling me."

Thor grabbed the broken hammer handle and walked forward in a staggering posture, thunder light throbbing on him, it was the last thunder in Thor's hand.

He was like chatting. On this messy battlefield, he said to Tony beside him:

"She said, there is no hammer in these tens of millions of heavens that can make me a better god. Only my own hands can do it."

"I always don't understand."

Thor shook his head.

Tony responded with a deadly voice:

"It's easy to understand, you are just too stupid."

"Yes, I'm stupid."

Thor didn't care about Tony's sarcasm, he just wanted to express his thoughts at this time.

Anger, pain, mission and loss were entangled in his heart, but there was no emotion at all called quitting, he did not give up.

He says:

"Father always said that we are not gods..."

"He was wrong, we can be gods."

"When the love in our hearts all turn into anger, when those bad memories completely cover the good...we will become the most terrifying deity of destruction in pain."

"Just like I am now..."

Thor stopped in place, he waved his only right hand, and all the power of Rune King was poured into Mjornir's broken handle by him uncontrollably.

The power of the Infinite Gloves was also urged. Amidst the thunder, a warhammer composed entirely of compressed energies appeared in his hands.

He crazily squeezed his body, pressed his own existence, his life, and his soul into it.

Standing next to Thor, Tony could clearly feel that destructive force, at least at the energy level, and it was no less inferior to the oppression he faced when he faced the external god.

In the deepening thunder, Thor's voice continued:

"Loki told me that when a story ends, it won't really end."

"It always starts constantly, because someone will try to repeat it... As long as you don't forget, the legend will exist longer than us..."

"Tony, remember our story, remember the names of all of us, remember everything we experienced today, and then..."

"It's time to say goodbye."

"Ah, I really want to drink another glass of Asgard's mead."

Thor chuckled lightly.

He stretched out the body covering Thunder, like throwing a javelin. Although his eyes could no longer see, the enemy was in front.

The one who must be destroyed, and who must be defeated, is ahead.

Wave there!

"Swish"

The dazzling thunder flew out of Thor's hands, it was like the only light among the stars, bringing countless points of light in the broken sea of ​​stars, and thundering against the miserable foreign god.

And Thor, after throwing out the last warhammer, fell to the ground like rotten wood, and he poured everything into the flying weapon.

He is exhausted.

He raised his hand, and Tony silently removed the hot infinity glove from Thor, and put the glove in his hand.

"I hold a warhammer, just like when I was young."

Thor fell to the ground. In the dying blur, he muttered and raised his head, looking at the direction of the warhammer.

He is like a poem.

He says:

"When necessary, I wave it in the right direction."

"I tried my best to wave."

"It flew towards my enemy with my last thoughts and strength."

"I can't see it anymore."

"It must have flown a long way..."

"far away..."

The dark world gleamed in front of Thor's eyes, like the return of the Rune King.

indeed.

He saw the flying light, he heard the thunder as before, like he was roaring, like Jane fighting, like Sieff's shy smile in the shadow of the Golden Palace.

He heard it.

It all started with a whisper.

And it will end in...thunderbolt.

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