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Chapter 271: Alex Knocks Down Thanos!
🕑 Added 2025-08-19 16:34:35 +0000 UTC
"Thanos, you just won’t stay dead!"
Thor’s voice was a low growl, dripping with hatred, like thunder rumbling over a storm-choked sea. His grip on Stormbreaker trembled—not from weakness, but from the sheer intensity of his rage.
His fury toward the Mad Titan had not dimmed in the slightest.
Yes, Bruce’s snap had brought back those turned to dust by the Snap—but countless others had been massacred by Thanos’ armies in cold blood, their lives snuffed out mercilessly.
Those souls were gone forever.
That grief burned inside Thor, mingling with guilt and vengeance, until it was almost suffocating.
"Asgardian."
Thanos stood unmoved, his expression icy and unreadable. The deep scars across his face caught the harsh glow of the battlefield, etched like battle honors.
Asgardians were formidable—he acknowledged that much—but he had brought his entire fleet.
The air itself seemed to darken as the looming warships blotted out the sunlight above. Their shadows stretched like claws over the ruined earth.
Yet even with that advantage, with Thor’s arrival, Thanos’ confidence wavered. His heavy gaze flickered toward Alex, the wild card in this war.
He couldn’t even handle Alex alone. And now?
The odds were shifting.
WHOOSH!
Thanos raised his colossal blade, the motion sharp and commanding—
A signal.
BEAM! BEAM! BEAM!
Columns of light split open from the hovering dreadnoughts, vomiting out waves upon waves of armed soldiers. Their boots struck the ground in unison, shaking the battered earth.
In the span of seconds, an army materialized behind him, vast, ruthless, and unyielding.
The air grew heavy with dread, pressing on every chest like an invisible weight.
This wasn’t just a fight against Thanos—it was about to become a war of annihilation.
Even with Alex standing among them, the Avengers could feel the sheer pressure. For a heartbeat, the battlefield felt swallowed in despair.
But then—
FZZZT!
A golden portal unfurled in midair, glowing like a beacon against the gloom.
Doctor Strange stepped through, his crimson cloak swirling, followed closely by Wong and a disciplined legion of Kamar-Taj sorcerers.
FZZZT! FZZZT! FZZZT!
More portals blossomed like stars tearing holes through the sky.
Wakandan warriors. The Guardians. Human armies.
They surged forth, the ground trembling with their combined march, answering the call to rally behind the Avengers.
Their arrival turned despair into a fragile, but undeniable, hope.
"YES!"
Scott Lang pumped his fist, his helmet amplifying the cheer.
Tony, Steve, and the others exchanged quick glances, their weary eyes brightening as the battlefield shifted.
Now, it wasn’t just Avengers vs. Thanos.
It was army vs. army.
The tension became almost palpable, humming in the air like a taut string on the verge of snapping.
"Alex?"
Doctor Strange’s brow furrowed as he glanced toward Alex. His voice carried equal parts surprise and unease.
He had never expected Alex to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with them against Thanos.
Back at Kamar-Taj, Strange had tried to use the Time Stone to glimpse the future. But the moment Alex appeared, everything blurred into a chaotic storm of images.
The future became a broken mirror.
Alex’s existence had fractured the timeline.
Now, even the Sorcerer Supreme was blind.
"Never thought I’d fight side-by-side with Alex. Weird."
Thor muttered under his breath, the words meant for himself but carried on the tension-thick air.
"Thor."
Alex zipped to his side, his movements a blur of lightning-swift energy.
"Your hammer. Lend it to me."
He might not defeat Thanos alone—but with Mjolnir?
That changed everything.
And, inexplicably, Mjolnir seemed to recognize him.
"No! My hammer stays with me!"
Thor clutched the weapon protectively to his chest, his eyes flashing with stubbornness.
"Only the God of Thunder wields it!"
"Thor," Steve interjected calmly, his voice carrying the weight of a leader. "We need every advantage we can get. You can’t fight with two weapons at once. And I trust Alex."
The words settled like steel, grounding the argument.
"What, afraid it’ll prefer me?" Alex teased, a cocky smirk tugging at his lips despite the chaos all around them.
"Ridiculous!"
Thor snarled, but his jaw clenched. After a tense pause, his pride warred with reason—then, with visible reluctance, he hurled Mjolnir toward Alex.
SNAP!
Alex caught it effortlessly, and the moment his fingers closed around the handle, power roared through him.
The difference was instant.
CRACKLE!
Lightning erupted, dancing across his frame, arcs of blue-white light wrapping him in a living storm. His eyes glowed with raw electric fury, his hair whipped by an invisible gale.
For a moment, he looked less like a man and more like a celestial being—an avatar of thunder itself.
He stood tall, radiant, terrifying.
"Is that… Alex?"
"Since when is he Thor?"
"Another Thunder God?!"
The allied forces stared wide-eyed, their morale lifting like a wave. The sight of Alex wielding the hammer was nothing short of breathtaking.
"He’s doing this on purpose!"
Thor grumbled under his breath, summoning his own lightning with Stormbreaker in an attempt to reassert himself.
But compared to Alex’s sculpted frame wreathed in divine radiance, Thor’s beer belly only made the contrast crueler. His jealousy burned hotter than his lightning.
BOOM!
Alex launched forward, Mjolnir blazing, his figure a streak of stormfire tearing across the battlefield.
This wasn’t for show.
This was for war.
Thanos swung his double-edged blade to intercept—
CRASH!
Alex’s hammer slammed into the weapon with earth-shattering force.
The impact rippled through the ground, shockwaves tearing fissures across the battlefield. Soldiers on both sides staggered, momentarily stunned by the sheer violence of the clash.
And for the first time, Thanos—
staggered backward.
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