The streets of Paris were unrecognizable. Once a city of lights and laughter, it now lay cloaked in shadow—a battlefield drowned in smoke, blood, and the distant screams of the damned. The Eiffel Tower stood like a broken monument in the distance, half its frame melted and twisted from energy blasts. The air was thick with decay and the metallic scent of ozone, as flashes of red chaos magic cracked through the night sky like angry lightning.
Wanda Maximoff—or what was left of her—hovered above the battlefield, her eyes glowing crimson, her hair floating in the storm she herself had created. Around her surged an army of undead—former heroes and soldiers, now twisted mockeries of life. And in the heart of it all, a thunderous roar shook the earth.
The Infinity Hulk—Banner's final, tragic form—was locked in combat against Wanda's endless horde, each of his strikes sending shockwaves across the battlefield. His body shimmered with unstable energy, veins of infinity light pulsing across his green skin like molten gold trying to burst free.
As we approached from the northern bridge, Shalltear cracked her neck, her crimson eyes gleaming with delight. "Ah, finally… something entertaining," she murmured, drawing her lance.
Maximoff turned her gaze toward us, her expression unreadable. "I have Khan right where I want her," she said, her voice echoing through the ruins, laced with both triumph and madness.
The moment she finished, I gave a single nod—and the heroes around me charged forward, their battle cries clashing with the howls of the undead. They surged into the tide of rot and chaos, blades and magic cutting through the darkness. Their goal: protect the Infinity Hulk, who even now staggered, trying to contain the energy within himself.
I turned to my team. "Shalltear, hold off Wanda and her army. Don't let her near Hulk or me."
Shalltear smiled, spinning her spear once. "Understood, Master. I'll make sure she stays entertained."
She leapt into the air, colliding with Wanda's army in a flash of crimson and bone, her laughter echoing as she tore through abominations like a living storm.
Rintrah, the green-skinned mystic with the horns of a bull, stepped beside me, his robes already flickering with defensive sigils. "Are you certain this plan will work?" he asked, his deep voice carrying both doubt and determination.
I didn't look at him as I watched the chaos unfold before me. "It's the only way to save everyone," I said.
Rintrah hesitated. "And how much time do you need?"
"Until I defeat Infinity Hulk," I replied. "And absorb the Infinity Stone energy before it destabilizes."
He grimaced. "I don't know how long we can hold Wanda off… but we'll try our best."
I finally turned to him, a faint smile crossing my lips. "You won't need to. Shalltear will handle Wanda. You just need to eliminate the higher-class zombies. Cut off the head, and the body collapses."
Rintrah gave a firm nod. "Then may the Ancient Ones watch over you." He rushed off, his magic blazing emerald as he led the sorcerers into the fray.
As the sounds of battle thundered around me, I turned my gaze toward the colossal figure in the center of the chaos. Infinity Hulk—Banner—was kneeling now, panting heavily, the raw power within him cracking the ground beneath his feet. His body looked like a living reactor ready to explode.
"Sorry, Banner," I said quietly, walking toward him through the battlefield. "I know you're fighting to protect that power… but I kinda need it more than you do."
He looked up, his massive form trembling, eyes glowing with both pain and fury. "Khan…" His voice was deep, warped by the infinity energy. "You can't… control it…"
"I have to try," I said, my tone steady. "If I don't, this world dies anyway."
He let out a deep growl that shook the ground, the sound more beast than man. The energy veins across his skin flared blindingly bright as he rose to his full, towering height.
"I won't let you!"
I sighed, flexing my hands, feeling the raw strength in my limbs hum in anticipation. "Didn't think you'd make it easy."
Then the ground split beneath him as Infinity Hulk slammed his fists into the earth, creating a shockwave that sent debris flying in all directions. I planted my feet and didn't move, staring up at him as his roar tore through the city—a deafening, primal sound that sent flocks of undead scattering like frightened crows.
Behind me, Shalltear's laughter echoed as she fought Wanda's army, a crimson blur of death amid chaos. Above, Maximoff's scarlet energy clashed with divine sigils as Rintrah and the others desperately held the line.
But I had no eyes for them now. Only for the giant before me—Banner, the man who once saved the world, now its greatest threat.
"Let's end this," I muttered.
Infinity Hulk roared again, louder, shaking the heavens themselves. Energy surged through him like a supernova ready to burst—and then he charged, each step cracking the ground beneath him.
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