Seeing how Thanos was being overpowered, the Black Corps generals left their post to help their liege, but to their surprise, they were stopped by the other members of the heroes on the planet.
Each of them was led by powerful heroes that were able to contend with them one-on-one which meant they were badly overpowered due to their lack of powerhouse.
Gilgamesh, Black Bolt, and Iskander stood before them while Xmen and Inhumans stood next to them with cold eyes. Gilgamesh slightly tilted his head, knowing these guys were weaker than 5 years, but they were in their prime condition and he was conscious of their powers and abilities, so he divided the group into 5, each responding to at least one commander.
Gilgamesh looked at the man who was holding a spear with a solemn face, he was observing his movements to counter his attack. Thus, Gilgamesh didn't disappoint as he summoned his swords while motioning his men to step back.
" I will end this instant before Art arrives here. I shall perform this final blow as a parting gift to you! I will tell you about the beginning. Heaven and Earth split, nothingness congratulated creation, and my Sword of Rupture cleaved the world! Mortar of the stars, heaven's hell is the eve of creation's celebration. Now you shall die and be silent.
"Enuma Elish!"
He pulled out the scarlet sword from his back, pointing at Corvus who felt a tremendous amount of energy from it. He knew he would die if he was hit by that thing, so he tried to escape, but various chains shackled his feet firmly, leading nowhere to death. Corvus couldn't even scream before he was obliterated from existence. His reality was wiped out from existence by a weapon that devoured reality itself.
" Corvus!"
Proxima shouted, trying to shake off her enemies while desperately trying to find her husband's figure. However, she didn't see anything except for the giant crater and cleaved clouds that showed the horror of his power.
" How sad of you! You took my husband from me and I will take him from you. Eye for eye, tooth for a tooth."
Tyrande said coldly, standing before her with her proud expression. As a proximity leader of Eden, she was hardened by the nature of the modern people, witnessing countless treachery. Hence, she didn't have to express her feelings anymore.
" I will kill you!"
Proxima shouted angrily, gritting her teeth while summoning countless energy spears to kill her, but she was wrong. Her torrent of spears was stopped by a woman who was wearing bright red clothes. Her killing intent was enough to chill any person in front of her.
Vision grabbed his wife to calm her down because she was unconsciously leaking out her killing intent since they were the reason for Arthur's disappearance and destruction of the world. Also to keep her children safe, she was willing to taint her hands with the blood of her enemies.
" You aren't a slaughterer. Don't forget what your teacher said to you and remember your teacher's words."
Vision spoke, caressing her hair with a tender look despite his robot status. Even though he was an organic robot, he had feelings and those feelings were the reason for his will of being a hero.
" I know. I will just bind here and madam will finish her."
She bonded her with her magic, rendering her useless except for a few meters of span. This gave a chance to Tyrande who was slowly walking towards her moon glaives. She threw her helmet off, slashing the incoming aliens without any mercy, only reaching Proxima who was glaring at her with hatred.
" Take a look at me, warrior. Remember our faces and come after us again, but we will stop you even if you come from death because the sun and the moon will always illuminate humans, protecting those who worship them."
Tyrande spoke, gesturing her to fight for her honor. Proxima took a deep breath to calm down when she saw her eyes. Her instincts were telling her to at least die with dignity.
" I will honor you in the name of Proxima Midnight."
Proxima spoke, pulling out her spear to end this. They rushed to each other, finishing the battle in a single slash.
Splat, plop*
Proxima turned her head around. Her body slowly fell to the ground, dying the ground with her blood.