Hulk's roar echoed across the battlefield, a primal sound that seemed to reverberate in the very souls of those present. Something ancient and untamed stirred within him, a power buried deep in the recesses of his being, awakened by his fury.
His already massive muscles swelled further, veins bulging with raw energy. Though his form appeared unchanged, anyone watching could feel the overwhelming, prehistoric force radiating from him.
Grabbing the collared Hulk, who lay limp on the ground, Hulk clasped his hands above his head, his voice a thunderous bellow. "You… don't… deserve it!"
With a sickening crack, Hulk tore the collared version of himself in half from head to toe, the gruesome act leaving everyone on the battlefield stunned.
The sight was surreal. Though it was not entirely unheard of for humans to perform incredible feats of strength in moments of extreme anger, this was on another level. Hulk had achieved something truly monstrous: tearing apart a version of himself with his bare hands.
"ROAR!"
Standing over the remains of the collared Hulk, Hulk stomped his foot down with a force that cracked the earth beneath him. He raised his head to the sky and let out another roar, his fury consuming him.
Obsedian Cull, the hulking brute of the Black Order, could stand no more. With a growl of frustration, he hurled his massive battle-axe at Hulk with the force of a meteor.
Hulk didn't even flinch. With a casual swing of his fist, he deflected the incoming weapon. The axe flew back toward Obsedian Cull, who barely dodged in time, only to be dragged hundreds of meters across the battlefield by the force of the ricochet.
Above them, a Leviathan let out a deafening roar and dove toward Hulk, its massive jaws opening wide in an attempt to swallow him whole. Hulk stood his ground, his expression unyielding. As the Leviathan descended, he reached out with both hands, gripping either side of its head.
With a tremendous roar, Hulk twisted violently.
CRUNCH!
The sound of tearing metal filled the air as the Leviathan's body contorted unnaturally, its armor-like hide shattering under Hulk's unrelenting strength. In mere moments, the massive creature was reduced to a twisted heap of flesh and steel.
"What the hell?" Tony Stark's voice crackled through the comms, disbelief evident in his tone. "When did Hulk get this strong?"
Nearby, Tony had narrowly escaped defeat after exchanging blows with Thanos. Realizing he was outmatched, he had wisely handed the fight over to Wanda and Doctor Strange, deciding he was better suited to support roles in this battle.
Hulk turned his head slightly, acknowledging Tony. Inside his body, Bruce Banner's voice rang out, calm but tinged with awe.
"This is a new transformation," Banner explained. "It only happens when Hulk's anger reaches its absolute limit. I've felt it stirring in the lab before, but this… this is the first time it's fully manifested. I call it… King Hulk."
Hulk's booming voice interrupted from within. "NO! World Breaker!"
Banner sighed. "Okay, fine. World Breaker Hulk. Just smash everything that moves!"
"RAAAAH!"
With an almost gleeful roar, Hulk charged back into the fray, plowing through Chitauri soldiers and vanguard units with reckless abandon. No one, friend or foe, could stop his rampage.
Not far away, Thanos fought with the combined might of Doctor Strange and Wanda Maximoff. Seeing Hulk's sudden evolution, a string of curses ran through Thanos' mind. What was meant to be a psychological blow to the Avengers had instead backfired spectacularly.
"This isn't working," Thanos muttered, his frustration mounting. He turned his attention back to the fight. Against two of the most powerful sorcerers in existence, even his immense physical prowess was being pushed to its limits.
Doctor Strange gestured with his hands, releasing countless duplicates of himself. The magical clones surrounded Thanos, their movements synchronized, creating an intricate web of illusions and energy constructs. Strange bound him tightly with a glowing energy whip, reinforced by a scarlet energy field cast by Wanda.
Thanos roared, his muscles bulging as he pulled against his bindings. With a tremendous burst of power, he shattered the restraints, scattering Strange's duplicates in a single sweep of the Overlord Sky Blade.
"FOOLS!" Thanos bellowed, lunging at Strange.
Before he could land a blow, Wanda's scarlet energy enveloped his sword, halting his advance mid-air. As Thanos struggled against the force, Strange once again bound him with his energy whip, pulling it taut.
No matter how strong Thanos was, he was still a fighter, not a sorcerer. Against two of the world's most powerful mages, he was slowly being worn down.
"KRRSSHH!"
The Overlord Sky Blade, unable to withstand the combined power of their magic, shattered in his hands. Pieces of Thanos' battle armor followed suit, crumbling away to reveal his still unyielding, steel-like body beneath.
"SHOOT!" Thanos roared to his troops.
From Sanctuary II, a barrage of energy cannons rained down on the battlefield. Wanda managed to summon a shield just in time to block the initial blasts, but the sheer force of the assault sent her flying.
The relentless bombardment spared no one, friend or foe. Explosions erupted across the battlefield, scattering soldiers, sending debris flying, and reducing the terrain to a smoking ruin.
Thanos, now beyond reason, showed no care for his troops. His anger had consumed him, and he cared only for victory.
The sorcerers of Kamar-Taj quickly raised protective shields, but their efforts were barely enough to cover small pockets of the battlefield. The vast area, teeming with combatants, was far beyond their ability to shield entirely.
"BOOM!"
A deafening explosion echoed through the area as a nearby dam, damaged in the chaos, finally gave way. A massive torrent of water surged toward the battlefield, threatening to drown everyone in its path.
From a high vantage point, Doctor Strange saw the incoming flood. With a deep breath, he ascended further, his hands moving in precise motions as he cast his spell. The floodwaters began to twist and churn, spiraling upward into a massive vortex. Strange held the water at bay, keeping it suspended in the air to prevent further devastation.
But even as he struggled to contain the flood, the relentless firepower from Sanctuary II continued to rain down, sowing chaos and destruction on every corner of the battlefield