The battlefield fractured into chaos as the rift tore new scars across the sky, spilling raw energy into both worlds. In the midst of collapsing cities and burning skies, the most powerful warriors locked eyes—and the titans of both universes finally clashed head-on.
Superman shot forward like a missile, his fists colliding with Thor's Mjolnir in a blast of thunder and heat vision that sent shockwaves across the skyline. Lightning and solar fire roared as they traded blows, their battle shattering windows and leveling towers.
On the ground, Hulk and Doomsday raged like natural disasters, each punch cracking the earth, each roar drowning out the war cries of armies. Hulk slammed Doomsday through a crumbling tower, only for the monster to rise again, snarling with glowing eyes. Their duel was no fight—it was annihilation.
High above, Wonder Woman crossed blades with Hela, sparks flying with every strike of steel against enchanted black metal. Valkyrie dove in to support, but Hela's dark magic summoned spears of death, forcing them both into a desperate aerial struggle.
In the shadows, Batman faced Deathstroke, their clash a brutal display of tactics and precision. Every strike was calculated; every counter aimed to exploit weakness. Meanwhile, Spider-Man intercepted Loki's illusions, using speed, instinct, and webs to keep chaos from spiraling further.
And then came the gods of conquest. Darkseid and Thanos stepped forward together, their presence alone bending the battlefield into silence. Omega Beams arced, Infinity Stones glowed, and the combined power of the two greatest tyrants threatened to end everything in a single strike.
The multiverse's strongest had met their equals. The first blows of the true war had been struck—and no world would escape untouched.