The Titan is rapidly withering, and the eternal gods living here are increasingly feeling the harshness of existence, and unprecedented poverty has befallen this proud race.

None of them imagined that they would one day taste hunger.

After all, they are the Protoss, and even if they are down, they are still beings at the top of the food chain of the universe, and they can easily obtain resources from all over the universe.

However, Odin's power and the power of the three Infinity Stones were so powerful that they couldn't leave Titan one step.

Attempts to escape from Titan were never cut off, but none succeeded, and all of the Eternals were imprisoned to death on this small, depleted planet of mediocrity.

In this desperate situation, the Eternal Protoss can be said to be living like a year, and the atmosphere of oppression and even terror is becoming more and more intense.

The sun rises and sets, and people die on Titan, but no one is born.

This day many years later.

In the vast and dilapidated ruins, there are few neat buildings, and dozens of soldiers walk on the deserted roads.

The leaders of these dozens of people have a strange appearance, an unusually burly body, and at the same time have purple potato-colored skin, which looks very peculiar, compared to the others, it is like two races.

He's certainly Thanos.

At this time, Sanos was wearing armor all over his body, carrying a fan knife in his hand, and was walking on the road with several teams of soldiers, everyone's faces were full of tension and solemnity.

"Sanos, I think you're right......" a warrior behind him whispered.

"It's too late." "A thousand years ago, we only needed to wipe out half of the population, and five hundred years ago, we only needed to wipe out two-thirds of the population. ”

"Now, we have almost nothing, we are on the verge of destruction, and we will have to wipe out 99 percent of the population before we can get a chance of survival...... It's already late. ”

A short time later, they arrived near a circular building.

Next to the building stands a sign: Heavy Warehouse, Death to Those Who Trespass!

There were many warrior handles around the warehouse, and they all looked nervous and solemn, just like Sanos and the others.

"It's time for a shift change." Thanos said.

Among the soldiers stationed there came a silver-haired man, who first exchanged the code with Thanos step by step, and then said: "Thanos, how long do you think the supplies in the warehouse are enough for us to survive?" ”

"Who knows, maybe a few years, maybe we will die at the hands of the rebels first." Sanos then sighed, "The Infinity Stone is truly an unshakable power, and in front of it, we are as small as ants. ”

The silver-haired man nodded, and sighed equally deeply: "Yes, just the power of the three Infinity Stones has put us in such a situation. If anyone can master all six Infinity Stones, I think he might even have the ability to destroy the world. ”

"Not possible, it's a certainty, and it only takes a snap of the fingers." Thanos said, "Alright, you guys go back, we'll take care of the rest of the guard." ”

"Whew!" But at this moment, suddenly an arrow flew and went straight to Sanos.

"Boom!"

Sanos reacted very quickly, and with a wave of the fan's broadsword, he blocked the arrow.

"It's the rebels!" The silver-haired man's expression changed.

As soon as the words fell, a large number of figures appeared not far away, as many as hundreds of people. It's just that compared to Sanos and the others, most of these rebels are yellow-skinned and thin, and they are obviously in extreme hunger.

However, their fighting spirit was strong, and their eyes were bloodthirsty, as if they were a group of wild beasts, and they were not even afraid to die together.

"Kill the nobles and divide the warehouse supplies equally!" The rebels shouted for killing.

"Kill—"

The silver-haired man glanced at Thanos: "Let's deal with these rebels first, there are quite a few of them." ”

Thanos nodded, clutching the fan knife in one hand.

Soon, the rebels came into close contact with the guards, and the two sides fought in a bloody battle.

Thanos himself is strong and well-equipped, and no one is his opponent, and he is like a meat grinder on the battlefield, frantically harvesting the lives of the rebels.

The fan knife he held in his hand was undoubtedly like the blade of a meat grinder, and everywhere he passed, there was blood flying sideways.

The rebels who came to attack were several times larger than the guards, but their strength was too much worse, not to mention that there were strong men like Sanos among the guards.

As a result, the situation was clear from the outset, and the rebels clearly fell to the upper hand, falling in pieces, and in a short time more than half were killed or wounded.

But almost no rebels flinched, and apparently, they had no way to retreat, and they were all dead. In this case, the guards also paid no small price.

After a while, nearly half of the guards were killed and wounded, and the rebels were almost completely wiped out.

"Ahhh In a desperate roar, a rebel rushed towards Sanos.

Thanos slammed the fan knife and cut the rebel's body straight through it!

Blood splattered on his face, making his vision appear large patches of blood.

At this moment, through the blood in his sight, Thanos saw a familiar figure, and couldn't help but move.

Among the remnants of the rebels, there was a short-haired woman, her clothes were ragged, her thin arms were holding a broken dagger, and her face was covered with tears.

"Cehira?" Sanos walked up to her.

"Don't come here!" Cehira stepped back in horror, holding the dagger in both hands and pointing it at Sanos.

Thanos stopped his progress and looked at her with a complicated expression.

Suddenly there was a scream, but it was the penultimate rebel who was killed by the silver-haired man, and the rebels who came to attack were so far that Cehira was the only one left.

Cehira looked around in despair, and then suddenly fell to her knees and wept bitterly.

Sanos lifted his feet again, slowly walked towards her, and finally crouched down in front of her, reaching out to lift her chin.

Cehira had to look up at him, but the tears in her eyes could not be stopped.

Sanos looked at her at close range for a long time, and suddenly said, "Cehira...... You must have understood that I was right, right? ”

Cehira was silent.

The silver-haired man not far away looked at her, then at Thanos, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes: "Thanos, is she your confidante?" ”

Sanos didn't hear it, still staring at Cehira, and said to himself: "Look at the people around here, they could have died peacefully and painlessly, and won the gratitude and memory of the survivors. But now, they are dying of starvation and fighting among their kind, and they are ten thousand times more cruel. ”

"Now, do you still think my original plan was cruel?"

Cehira was still crying, but she didn't cry anymore, probably her eyes were dry, like this planet.

"Tell me, Cehira." Thanos asked.

Cehira's lips moved, as if to say something.

However, at this moment, a cold light struck, and then a miserable scream sounded.

"Ahh