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Chapter 181 Doctor Doom Joins the Battle

Chapter 181 Doctor Doom Joins the Battle

Thor's eyes burned with furious lightning. His cloak billowed behind him, his muscles taut with divine power, and he hurled his warhammer without hesitation. Mjolnir, carrying destructive lightning, hurtled towards the Enchantress with terrifying force. But Amora merely raised her hand, and an emerald-green magical barrier unfolded before her.

The moment it touched the magical barrier, Mjolnir arced through the air and flew back towards Thor. The Enchantress chuckled as if playing a game, and with a flick of her finger, golden magical chains suddenly rose from the ground, attempting to entangle Thor's limbs.

"With your brains, you'll probably never even touch the hem of my skirt in your lifetime~"

Thor roared, his entire body erupting with divine lightning, the chains shattering in the crackling light. He stomped the ground, causing the entire plaza to tremble.

Shards of rock flew everywhere. He caught Thor's hammer with ease, even though it still carried terrifying divine power—Mjolnir was no longer just his weapon, but also his companion.

How could a partner hurt another partner?

Seeing this, the Enchantress snorted, then parted her red lips slightly and whispered, "Do you really think—you can win?"

In an instant, Thor's vision distorted. He found himself standing on the icy plains of Jotunheim, Loki's corpse lying at his feet, blood staining the snow. And in his ears echoed the voice of his father, Odin: "Look what you've done, Thor!"

"No—" Thor murmured, no, this isn't right! It shouldn't be like this—

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield—

"I heard you can dodge bullets, Miss Romanov." A man in a tight-fitting suit walked up to Black Widow. His voice was like sandpaper rubbing against glass, but the greed in his eyes was obvious.

Black Widow frowned—this guy with the bullseye on his head was a pervert. After her training in the Red Room, she could clearly sense whether someone's feelings for her were sexual or for some other, more sinister purpose.

The next moment, three blades tore through the air and flew towards her at lightning speed. Natasha's pupils contracted sharply. She dodged the first blade by tilting her head, the blade severing a few strands of her red hair; the second struck the ground where she had been standing; the third, however, took a strange turn and flew straight towards the spot where she had dodged—the Bullseye had already predicted her dodge!

In a flash, she swung the stun baton in her hand, and the electromagnetic pulse collided with the razor, sparks flying everywhere.

Bullseye is a notorious assassin with an innate talent for throwing, capable of hurling any object with incredible precision. He can even kill someone from a hundred yards away with a toothpick. Compared to that, it's not surprising that parts of his skeleton are fused with vibranium.

Natasha dodged and weaved through the open space, her attacks repeatedly missing their mark, but far from being angry, she became increasingly excited. Finally, after enduring four rounds of "object shooting," Natasha closed in on the legendary archery master. Overwhelmed with pride, she shouted, "Predict me, you madman!"

As she spoke, she kicked his groin hard with the tip of her shoe. Bullseye clamped his legs together, then embraced Natasha in an awkward, even twisted, position, his hands still holding a piano string, which he then looped around her throat as he held Black Widow.

Indeed, although Bullseye was already a legendary archery master, he was also proficient in many martial arts. Bullseye was also a highly skilled acrobat, and his exceptional agility gave him a significant advantage in close combat.

The instant the piano string pierced her skin, Black Widow slammed her head into Bullseye's head, simultaneously unleashing a hidden dart that pierced his right shoulder at an extremely tricky angle. However, due to the close proximity, the dart didn't penetrate very deeply.

Bullseye grunted, but then laughed maniacally and tightened his grip on the wire: "Didn't the Red House teach you? Pain is just—"

But in the next instant, Natasha's thumb precisely pressed on the nerve cluster in his wrist, and the piano string slipped from his grasp. She spun around and swept her leg down, but Bullseye seized the opportunity to grab her ankle and slam her to the ground. The excruciating pain of her spine hitting the ground made her vision blur, but twenty years of espionage instincts allowed her to throw three hidden darts as she landed. Bullseye dodged while simultaneously creating distance between himself and Black Widow.

He laughed wildly and pulled out a few playing cards in front of Black Widow: "Do you know why I don't use a gun?"

Before Black Widow could reply, he continued, "Because, watching those ordinary people and heroes beg for mercy and struggle under my hand..."

"Aihao is even more interesting!"

At that moment, a man with a lion's pelt draped over his shoulders, teeth hanging from his neck, and a rugged, angular face approached and said, "Hurry up and finish this properly, or you know the consequences!"

"Shut up, Craven!" Bullseye roared.

But Craven ignored him and returned to his original spot, quietly observing everything. He was waiting for someone—a talkative, powerful man. He was his greatest prey, or perhaps he was the prey, but—

Excitement shone in his eyes. That's what hunting is all about. If you just take a gun and kill a rabbit from thousands of miles away, does that count as hunting?

Meanwhile, Doctor Strange was using Vatum's Wind to blow all of Hydra's troops into the water, while Carol was taking down the overconfident villains one by one with her punches.

Finding a villain on Earth who can rival this woman is difficult, but not impossible.

"Back off!" A rough voice rang out, and the Sandmen, Tombstone, Hammerhead, and other ordinary villains who were about to attack Carol breathed a sigh of relief. They knew their own limitations and had only been charging forward in fear of Red Skull's authority. Therefore, upon hearing this, they quickly retreated.

The newcomer was a mysterious and imposing figure. He wore a green cloak, a metal helmet, and high-tech armor. After glancing at the man in the sky, he finally looked directly at Captain Marvel before him.

"Hello, Carol Danvers."

For the first time, Ms. Marvel frowned deeply, and asked incredulously, "Why, Doctor Doom?"

"There's no why, madam." He looked coldly at the astonished woman, the eerie green light emanating from her sending chills down one's spine. "When you become the ruler of a small country, you must consider the pros and cons for your nation. And the reward offered by Red Skull is more than enough for me and my people, that's enough."

Cosmic energy surged between Captain Marvel's fists, her long hair whipping wildly in the energy storm. Faced with such an enemy, she would have no choice but to unleash her full power.

Doctor Doom is not only an outstanding scientist, but also a powerful sorcerer whose wisdom is even enough to unravel the secrets of time.

When facing such an enemy, no amount of caution is excessive.