"Useless stuff! I should have thrown you in Jotunheim a long time ago! It's useless! ”

After narrowly escaping from the trap, Amora once again took out her anger at the executioner. This time she was even worse than last time, first when her proud bewitching skills hit Venom and she was even tricked by the beast (she still hasn't figured out why), then Zemo's stupid leader led them all into the trap stupidly, like a group of brainless goldfish breaking into a fishing net, and finally the red-haired little human witch cornered her in a counterintuitive form of close-to-the-white combat, and narrowly missed out.

Forget about the black knight, there is such a powerful mage in the atrium besides him. No matter how reluctant she was, Amora had to start confronting the atrium, a place she had always looked down upon. Perhaps, in fact, human beings have undiscovered powerful magic potential, and perhaps the average level of earth mages is ridiculously high like this

However, speaking of which, this defeat seems to have nothing to do with the executioner, he has not significantly fallen behind with one enemy and three, and he will not even have a chance to win after a longer consumption. However, it was Amora's side that went head-to-head with the Scarlet Witch and was in danger, calling for help again and again.

"Where's your axe?" she asked aloud.

Well...... It seems that the axe had to be thrown out in order to save her before, otherwise Amora would have been by Wanda at this time. However, the sorceress had apparently forgotten about this stubble, and showed an expression of hatred that made iron but not steel, and seemed extremely dissatisfied with his performance.

Of course, the executioner still didn't dare to complain, but just lowered his head and listened to her.

Amora scolded for a while, and her anger gradually subsided a little. It was also at this time that she seemed to feel something, her expression changed slightly, and then she waved her hand and said, "You go first, and I will call you again if there is something later." ”

When she said this, it usually meant that she had her own business to do, and the executioner retreated in amusement. Amora watched his back fade away, turned around, wrapped her arms around her, and slowly drew a pale green arc in front of her. It was as if a picture had cracked in the space, and the other end was eerie and dark. A figure sat on a dark throne, elbows resting on armrests, looking at her in a languid posture with its head half-sideways.

Amora's face was a little ugly, and she said, "Zemo...... The human proved to be just another fool. He failed. ”

"It doesn't matter." The man on the throne lazily said, "Is that thing in your hands?"

"Yes."

Amora nodded. She raised her right hand and swiped it lightly in midair, and the shape of a scepter suddenly appeared in the pale green mist. Loki's scepter left on Earth appeared in her hand like a juggle. A deep blue light danced at the tip of the scepter, and this time it was undoubtedly a true soul stone.

"Good, that's all we need." The man continued, "Keep a low profile. It shouldn't be long before that time comes. ”

Amora's expression froze: "Is it already coming?"

The man nodded, "Yes, so you have to be prepared on your side as well." When that time comes......"

"I understand." Amora nodded heavily and gritted her teeth, "When that happens, we'll take revenge on all of them." ”

Somewhere, in a bar in the middle of nowhere.

Bruce Banner wears a brown plaid shirt and a cap and eats a simple fast snack at a restaurant on the side of the road. The shop was deserted, with customers in twos and threes, and the owner, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, was sitting behind the counter with his head tilted on his cheeks and watching TV.

“...... Hulk's whereabouts are still unknown, and the Avengers have not given any explanation for the Avengers Tower accident. However, it is reported that they have the intention to expel Hulk as an Avenger, but there is no official statement yet......"

The broadcast of the blonde female reporter on television said that Banner was distraught. He couldn't help but ask the boss: "Excuse me, can you close that?"

"There are still some people who want to see it."

It was not the boss who replied, but a man with a combed head and a sleeveless vest. He sat down next to Banner with a plate: "Do you mind?"

"Nope." Banner moved to the side. But he felt weird, giving him the illusion of eating a working meal in the cafeteria.

"I don't like the news I guess, you're a fan of the Avengers"

"It's not."

But I'm an Avenger...... It used to be. Banner said in his stomach.

"Ha, coincidentally, neither am I. I've always disliked these superheroes......"

The man gushed as if they were old friends who hadn't talked about it for years. Shifting from the news to himself, he said he was a truck driver and said he had a shipment to deliver today. He also talked about having a son who was very fond of superheroes like the Avengers......

Banner was polite at first, but soon got bored and only occasionally responded absent-mindedly. He was irritable at this time, and he was not in the mood to idle with others.

The man quickly finished his lunch. He wiped his mouth and stood up to leave.

"Nice to talk to you. You seem like a nice guy, but we don't have a choice...... Mr. Banner. ”

"You're talking ...... Wait, how do you know my name"

Banner had just reacted when the man's hand was already on his shoulder. He felt a tingling pain, as if a needle had pierced his skin, and a cool mass of something poured into his bloodstream.

Banner jumped up from his seat and looked at the man in surprise.

"I don't know who you are, but you just did it...... That's not a good idea. ”

Violent energy surged up his blood, his whole body was bruised, and his eyes turned green...... But only for a moment. Soon his eyes were restored. The fiery energy seemed to dissipate suddenly, taking away his anger as well. A heavy tiredness followed, making his eyelids feel as heavy as lead.

Banner staggered, holding on to the table before he could barely stand.

"You...... How to ......"

"Thanks to the fact that you sent your own blood sample to Dr. Samuel Stern earlier. The Hulk inhibitor developed by Dr. Stearns proved to be a failure, but it did have some effect. We've purified the serum he's developed, upgraded his formula, and found a way to suppress the Hulk. Now unless you're mortally threatened, that big green guy won't come out and mess with it again......"

The man's voice seemed to grow farther and farther away in his ears, and even Banner's vision began to blur. He leaned on his knees as he held the table, looked up with difficulty, and saw that everyone in the restaurant had stood up. The couple talking happily at the dinner table at the end, the guy reading the newspaper by the window, and even the boss in a daze behind the counter......

He reacted. From the very beginning, this restaurant was a trap, and someone had laid a net to wait for him.

Banner gritted his teeth, "You guys...... What kind of people are they?"

The door of the restaurant was pushed open from the outside. General Ross, dressed in a military uniform and with a rigid expression like iron, walked in.

"Long time no see, Banner." He looked coldly at Banner, who was gradually softening, and said, "This time, no one can save you." ”