Hulk's fist and Thanos's own collided with a force that did not simply echo through the vacuum of space, it bent and reshaped it.
For the briefest heartbeat, the cosmos hung in absolute stillness, not the gentle calm of serenity, but the raw, breathless silence that follows when two ancient, immeasurable powers clash in defiance of all known law.
Then, the impact erupted. A cataclysmic burst of energy exploded outward in a perfect, expanding sphere, part tangible matter, part something far older, hungrier, and infinitely more primal.
The shockwave blazed with seething gamma fury, surging ki, and the incomprehensible cosmic might channeled by the Mad Titan himself.
Brilliant amethyst and sapphire light cascaded into the void as the Power and Space Stones flared to life, each amplifying Thanos's strike to unimaginable heights. His veins throbbed with ever-intensifying cosmic energy, each pulse igniting them in a mesmerizing multicolored blaze.
Hulk's own massive veins, rivers of gamma-charged blood, surged with each thunderous beat of his colossal heart as he poured every shred of his boundless strength and ki into the blow. Yet, even against the infinite roar of his primal power, he could not overcome the raw, condensed amethyst force of Power itself.
WHOOSH!
Amethyst energy surged forth, wrapping around Thanos and seeping deep into his Eternal flesh, flooding him with the purest essence of power. With a sudden, violent twist of his arm, he shattered the stalemate, his might amplified beyond measure.
Hulk spun through the air, massive eyes squeezed shut in agony as the sickening snap of bone echoed, yet pain only poured fuel onto the roaring inferno of his immeasurable rage.
CRACK!
With a brutal, unnatural sound, Hulk's bones knit themselves back together, strength surging anew. As his gaze locked once more with Thanos, a deep green blaze erupted in his eyes. Elegant petals of thin blue ki unfurled from him, a breathtaking contrast to the raw, chaotic violence of Gamma energy, a perfect harmony of power and precision.
A near-opaque green mist rolled from Hulk's mouth as he bellowed, "HULK BREAK PUNY BIG MAN! HULK STRONGEST THERE IS!" The air around him trembled as the embryonic form of a devastating ki blast swelled within his colossal maw.
Sensing the imminent devastation, Thanos's retort died unspoken. In a blinding flash from the gauntlet, a chaotic fusion of multicolored energies erupted, bound within swirling black and gold ki, straining, shuddering, barely containing the overwhelming force within.
A deafening hum thundered through the void as Hulk's ki blast swelled to monstrous proportions, its incandescent green heart spiraling with violent, chaotic surges that threatened to rend reality itself apart. Space around his clenched jaws warped and bent inward, as though the universe itself recoiled in terror from the oncoming onslaught. The embryonic sphere of destruction pulsed, once, twice, each thunderous beat sending seismic shockwaves tearing across the lunar surface, splitting dust and stone in its wake.
Thanos stood resolute.
The golden lattice of the Space Stone folded reality into razor-sharp seams around his form, while the Power Stone poured raw, weaponized infinity into every fiber of his being. The Time Stone blazed next, slowing existence to a crawl, allowing him to dissect the blast in impossible detail, every swirling arc of energy, every volatile spike, each microscopic tremor of gamma-charged ki seared into his awareness.
And then… the Soul Stone awoke.
A terrible, divine luminescence engulfed the Mad Titan, peeling away the layers of Hulk's turbulent emotional spectrum like the delicate pages of an ancient tome. Rage, grief, fury, loss, every jagged shard of the Hulk's fractured essence shimmered, naked and unguarded, before Thanos's gaze.
"Hm…" he murmured, his voice now resonating with the spectral chorus of countless stolen souls.
"Your soul burns like a dying star, clawing against the inevitability of collapse. How… admirable."
Hulk could not hear.
He roared.
The blast was unleashed.
From Hulk's maw erupted a beam of incandescent, violently unstable gamma-ki, unfurling like a newborn cosmic dragon unleashed upon the void. It was no mere ray, it was a cataclysmic torrent of annihilation, surging with tidal waves of lethal force that gouged trenches hundreds of meters deep into the Moon's surface. The beam screamed as it tore across the abyss, a primal roar made manifest, ravenous to devour all in its path.
Thanos met it without flinching.
The Mad Titan thrust out his left hand, and the Infinity Stones bellowed in unison.
Before him swirled a vortex of multicolored fury, golden spirals of time, deep azure arcs of warped space, amethyst shockwaves of raw power, and an eerie emerald glow of spirit energy. These forces condensed, impossibly, into a single sphere no larger than a clenched fist, yet dense enough to defy comprehension.
"COSMIC NULLIFICATION."
The clash rattled the void itself.
Hulk's beam slammed into the sphere, and for a heartbeat the energies held, locking the universe in a tense, blinding stillness, as if light itself dared not intrude.
Then reality ruptured.
A cosmic tsunami of radiance erupted outward, vaporizing entire mountain ranges of lunar stone in an instant. A blinding corona ignited between the titans, drenching the battlefield in shifting rainbows of destructive might. Shadows stretched long across Earth as gravitational waves rippled outward like the furious pulse of an enraged god.
Hulk drove forward.
Thanos stood his ground.
And for the second time since their battle began…
The Moon split.
Hulk and Thanos were locked in a titanic battle, beam against orb, gamma-ki clashing with the boundless force of cosmic infinity, each heartbeat tightening the very threads of reality until the universe itself seemed poised to fracture.
At the heart of their struggle, where Hulk's dragon-beam struck Thanos's compact sphere of annihilation, the impact had gone beyond mere collision, it had become a yawning tear in the fabric of space, a raw wound spilling chaos into creation.
Hulk's feet dug deep into the lunar crust, gouging vast trenches as the torrent from his maw blazed brighter, heavier, more violent with every surge of fury. Each pulse of rage fed the beam, swelling it into a roaring, writhing entity of pure destructive will. Its hue deepened to an intense green, laced with searing white and volatile strands of sapphire ki that whipped outward like bolts of celestial lightning.
Hulk roared into the soundless void, "HULK… NOT STOP… UNTIL TITAN DIES!" His body quaked with the strain, gamma-charged veins glowing like molten rivers across his arms and chest, while blue ki petals spiraled from his aura, scattering into fiery embers.
The assault grew twice, then thrice as fierce, until the Moon itself shuddered beneath him in terror.
And yet… Thanos stood unbroken.
The Mad Titan's boots skidded backward, gouging molten furrows through the lunar dust as the relentless beam forced him inch by inch toward defeat.
For the first time, a low grunt of strain escaped his lips. His arm quivered, the once-unshakable orb in his grasp sputtering with erratic light.
A thin fracture snaked across its swirling surface, unleashing a piercing wail of unstable cosmic energy. Hulk's eyes flared wide, he could feel it, the taste of triumph just within reach.
"RRAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
With a roar that split the void, he unleashed every last ounce of fury, the beam swelling from boulder-wide intensity to a monumental pillar of pure annihilation.
The impact zone erupted, hollowing a crater hundreds of meters deep into the Moon's crust, while gamma-charged hurricanes spiraled violently from his back. For a single suspended heartbeat, Thanos's orb seemed to implode under the assault.
And then, Thanos smiled.
The amethyst gem on the Infinity Gauntlet erupted with raw, unrestrained cosmic might. A tidal wave of violet brilliance burst from his fist, surging through his arm, his chest, saturating every molecule of his being with energy potent enough to obliterate suns.
Veins beneath his skin burned like molten fissures in volcanic stone, while his left eye blazed with pure amethyst fire. His Eternal flesh darkened, laced with jagged streaks of cosmic fracture as the Power Stone's force threatened to tear him asunder.
Still, he did not falter. He poured its fury into the sphere. The orb, once no larger than a clenched fist, compressed, shrank, and condensed against all conceivable limits, even as impossible forces raged within.
The crack sealed. The surface became flawless. Its hue sank into something more ancient and foreboding, black veined with gold, like the skin of a collapsed star.
All around, space itself wailed. Hulk's beam, once unstoppable, began to unravel at the edges as Thanos's sphere devoured the added power like a ravenous predator. His voice thundered over the chaos: "YOU DARE TO MATCH MY MIGHT, CREATURE?"
The Power Stone flared again, hurling another surge of infinite potential into the orb.
"THEN WITNESS THE FULL STRENGTH OF POWER ITSELF!"
With a devastating final motion, he thrust his hand forward.
The orb expanded, not in size, but in gravity, density, and relentless pull. Hulk's beam warped inward, space itself twisting and spiraling like a collapsing whirlpool.
Shards of lunar stone tore free, drawn helplessly toward the growing singularity, while the Moon's crust split apart in a sprawling spiderweb of jagged fault lines.
With a roar that shook the void, Hulk dug his feet deeper into the fractured surface, pouring every ounce of raw fury into his blast, but the beam faltered. It quivered. Faded.
The monstrous cosmic sphere was swallowing his attack whole. Gamma sparks whipped back into his face, searing his skin, while his jaw splintered under the strain of holding his maw open.
Still, he refused to relent. He forced more power into the assault, blue ki spiraling violently from his aura, gamma lightning tearing from his arms, eyes blazing white-hot with unstoppable rage.
"HULK… STRONGEST… THERE IS!!!"
Thanos roared, his voice echoing with the raw might of four Infinity Stones surging through his very being:
"NO. I AM."
The orb, now a blazing sphere of unimaginable power, enough to hollow out a star, expanded, pulsing with an imminent and catastrophic force.
Its surface shimmered with chaotic energy, growing brighter and more unstable with every passing heartbeat.
In that fateful instant, as the destructive essence within reached its zenith, Hulk's instincts screamed the horrifying truth: this was no mere explosion.
The detonation would not only annihilate him in an instant, but its fury would ripple outward, erasing the solar system itself from existence.
The clash raged on with unrelenting ferocity. Hulk's beam and Thanos's orb collided in a cataclysmic struggle, like twin newborn stars locked in a battle for supremacy, each impact unleashing torrents of cosmic fire that surged into the void as tidal waves of pure annihilation.
Seconds stretched into eternities, and through the fractured remains of the Moon beneath him, Hulk felt the grim, undeniable truth reverberate through his very core.
He was losing, not from waning strength, nor fading rage, but because the orb itself was changing, growing, evolving. Thanos continued to feed it, his will unbroken.
The Power Stone roared to life, drenching the Mad Titan in merciless amethyst light. The Time Stone seized microseconds, trapping them like insects in amber. The Space Stone folded the vacuum into crushing lattices of force.
And the Soul Stone, blazing with searing orange fury, funneled the infinite depths of Thanos's indomitable will into the swirling, unstoppable mass.
The orb swelled, vibrated, and screamed, an embryonic sun straining against the fabric of reality.
Hulk's eyes flared wide, twin emerald disks lit with raw, primal understanding. This was no mere weapon; a detonation like this would not halt at the Moon, it would surge across the void, engulf Earth, tear through the bronze barrier, and obliterate everything.
His fury roared, then coiled in on itself, sharpening into purpose. For the first time since the battle began, he knew exactly what had to be done.
The blazing beam in his throat faltered, then folded inward, the green inferno retreating like a mortally wounded beast. He dragged it deeper, kindling every cell into a nuclear storm of gamma fire.
Spirals of ki, blues, and greens snapped and rippled over his skin, locking into shifting plates of pure, unyielding power.
Each step toward the orb made his bones howl.
Each breath seared like molten metal.
Each heartbeat fractured the air with bright, hairline cracks in reality itself.
"HULK…"
The growl was low, primal, and laced with resignation.
"…SAVE PEOPLE."
With a thunderous burst of motion, he hurled himself forward.
In the same breath, Thanos's orb swelled to its breaking point, too dense, too volatile, too impossibly unstable to endure. Hulk exploded upward, tearing into the void faster than gravity could remember to pull him back.
The orb fissured with a shattering crack.
Hulk seized it.
His hands plunged into the chaotic maelstrom, if it could even be called a surface, like thrusting his arms into a tempest of molten stars and wailing souls.
Energy ripped through him instantly, stripping away burning green flesh into oblivion.
Fingers, obliterated. Arms, scoured into vapor.
Still, he clung on, muscles liquefying, bones dissolving into smoke.
He bellowed with such ferocity that the vacuum itself seemed to quiver.
Then, one last leap.
Away from the Moon.
Away from Earth.
Out into the cold, endless black.
The orb imploded.
And then, it exploded.
The explosion defied the limits of light, of heat, of violence itself. In the cold emptiness of space, a newborn sun ignited, flooding the night with a blinding, searing brilliance, white at its core, edged in fierce blue, a cosmic blossom unfurling in divine wrath.
For the briefest heartbeat, Earth basked in stolen daylight.
And within that merciless radiance…
The Hulk was undone.
The shockwave engulfed him, stripping him apart in merciless succession, skin flayed, muscle shredded, bone splintered, until it plunged deeper still, unraveling the very gamma-forged tether that bound his soul to flesh.
His consciousness wavered, fractured, and then imploded like a collapsing star. The Soul Stone's spectral resonance tore at what remained as the light passed through him.
His roar dwindled to a breath.
A spark.
The last ember adrift in an ocean of infinite fire.
Then, nothing.
Body.
Mind.
Soul.
Annihilated.
The fleeting star raged above for a single minute before imploding into a cascade of glittering dust, scattering across the void. In its wake lingered a vast, luminous scar, a testament to a sacrifice no living being could ever truly fathom.