Chapter 173: The Witch (Three Watches)
"Roar!!
A wild roar of rage shook the room, causing everyone to feel their eardrums buzzing. The big green man twisted awkwardly, his hunched body twisting a large hole in the ceiling that had been knocked out by him. His green eyes seemed to burn with a flame of hunger, coldly sweeping over everyone in the doorway.
Tony couldn't deny that at that moment, he did have the urge to "turn around and run if you want to" from the bottom of his heart. There's no shame in that, it's the first reaction that comes out of the heart of anyone who faces the Hulk unarmed. And he was sure that most of his companions around him might have had similar thoughts at this moment.
"Uh...... Banner Tony tried to make his voice sound normal, but he couldn't muster the courage to walk into the room. He held out a hand and made a reassuring gesture, "Calm down, Banner." Remember the Avengers, we're your teammates, try to ......"
A louder roar interrupted his attempt, and the ferocious monster rushed forward like madness, stomping the expensive floor deep with each step. It could have ended in tragedy with one of them splattered on the spot, if it weren't for the fact that they were lucky enough to have the God of Thunder with them.
Thor rushed forward as Hulk charged. The Prince of God's Domain fearlessly crashed into Hulk's arms, smashing the green head through the wall outside the room, and the two of them fell down the building more than 100 meters high.
Tony didn't have time to feel sorry for the mansion he had just renovated, he turned and walked briskly into the hallway while shouting, "Jarvis! Give me a red alert to inform everyone of the state of affairs! Prepare the MK43 armor and the 'War Machine', and call Colonel Rhodes to my lab! ”
He said as he trotted in the direction of the lab. Rogers hurriedly assigned the task: "Natasha, Clint, Sam, let's go down together to evacuate the people." Where's that spider kid?"
"Mr. Parker in the arcade." Jarvis said through the speaker in the hallway.
"Tell him to dress and gather downstairs. His abilities will help. ”
As the incident happens, Thor rams into Hulk with his bare hands, without his cloak or his Mjolnir. He and Hulk scuffled in mid-air, his big green hand holding him tightly in his arms, and he felt a foul body odor fill his nose. He punched Hulk hard, but he felt like his powerful punch had hit a rock that was stronger than steel. Hulk's huge slap slammed into his face, only to make him dizzy and his eyes glaring with stars.
The two of them fell into the middle of the street below, and the sound of hitting the ground sounded like they had smashed into a powder keg. On both sides of the street, there was a crowd of exclamations from pedestrians, as well as the sound of the horn of a Didi horn. The transparent air wave overturned the car that was closer, and the four wheels were leaning on the side of the road.
Thor reached out and pressed against the edge of the crater they had smashed, struggling to brace himself up. He felt his vision blur for a moment, and everything he saw seemed to have a double ghost.
Hell, this thing is surprisingly powerful, and the frost giants Thor has defeated in the past are as harmless as cubs.
Before he could stand on his feet, the big green fist landed on his cheek again. Thor was black, slid sideways against the ground and slid out of an estimated distance of more than fifteen meters, and as he crashed into a yellow taxi, he soared into the air and shot diagonally into a convenience store. The rear door of the taxi was slammed in, and the whole body rolled over on its side, and the door hit the ground.
It took a while for Thor to crawl out of the half-building that had collapsed under his ass, and he didn't slow down when he walked out the door. The convenience store owner had already run out screaming, merging into the crowd running down the street. Thor walked past them, saying "get out of here" and "it's not safe here", but that was superfluous. Because they didn't need him to remind them, they couldn't have run faster.
Hulk lunged up again, grabbing Thor's sturdy chest with a single hand, slamming him all to the ground. The asphalt concrete was smashed to pieces by the back of Thor's head.
Thor struggled to lift his leg and kicked Hulk with his boot. This kick would have been enough to kick over an armored tank or something, but the only effect of kicking Hulk on him other than causing him to shake him backwards seemed to make him feel more angry. He roared in a muffled voice, his left hand holding Thor's throat to make him breathless, and his right fist slammed into the air.
Thor dodged his head just in time, and the green punch landed against the base of his ear. He felt the whole street sink an inch.
Hulk's second punch was lifted again, but before he could land it, an ancient dark hammer flew out of the Avengers Mansion and landed in Thor's right hand. Thor swung his arms with all his might, and Thor's hammer slammed into Hulk's jaw with a hundred-ton force. The big green guy screamed "Wow Wow" and flew away from Thor, knocking a bus on the road that had already run out of passengers into two, each of which flipped and spun out.
Not far away, on the roof of a building.
The woman stood on the edge of the roof, her booted right foot on the edge of the house, her right hand on her waist so thin that she could pinch it, her long blonde hair fluttering in the winds of the great battle below.
She stood on a high place and looked down, only to see cracks crisscrossing the road, and thick yellow smoke and dust billowing into the sky. Huge shards of rock and cars were tossed around like building blocks, and a god and a monster fought so hard that nearly an entire block was torn down in a matter of turns. Pedestrians panicked, and the Avengers quickly arrived to maintain order, and the scene was lively.
And all of this is her masterpiece.
The corners of the woman's mouth hooked, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.
Suddenly, her pupils narrowed, as if she suddenly realized something.
"It's a lot of commotion."
A cold, mechanically synthesized voice sounded from behind him. The woman turned and saw the black gold armor silently appear behind her like a ghost, looking at her through the V-shaped eyepiece.
The woman retracted her smile and became vigilant. She thought that no one on the planet could get close without her noticing, and this man did.
Even for that reason, this man deserves to be treated with caution.
"What made you suddenly interested in superheroes on Earth" Michael in armor looked at the woman and narrowed his eyes, "The witch of the Vanir Protoss...... Amora the Witch"