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Odin looked up and saw the smiling old face, and memories of the past welled up in his mind.

He and Cul were like Thor and Loki.

Only more often, Odin acted as the latter.

A character who wasn't open, honest and frank.

At the same time, Cul didn't have the righteous and just heart to qualify as a benevolent King.

There was a little darkness in their bones.

Like a glass of water, it was mixed with violence and lust for power, becoming turbid.

The two brothers cared about each other, walked with each other, parted ways, eventually turned against each other.

"Cul, you're still alive."

The God-King smiled and came up with a friendly greeting, fully demonstrating his concern for his brother.

"How could I die, Odin?"

Cul smiled; his ferocious face was full of joy.

He was happy to see Odin's defeated appearance.

"Humph!"

The God-King barely managed to pull himself up and sat on the ground.

The messy white hair was stained with dust, and the big hole in his chest hadn't healed.

The golden armor was falling apart, crumbling and broken.

Gungnir, the unparalleled spear, was taken away by that damn human.

All in all, Odin had nothing at this time and was extremely weak.

Not as powerful as the previous awe-inspiring God-King.

"Stupid brother, you shouldn't forget. I'm the King of Asgard. I've been recognized by the Yggdrasil and by the ancient gods. I'm the real King!"

Cul leaned down and spoke in a fierce tone.

"My life is connected with Asgard. Even if you master the power of the Runes, you can't erase my existence."

"And you, Odin, are just a sinister villain, a despicable usurper!"

The more Cul spoke, the angrier he became, suddenly reaching out and strangling the God-King's neck.

The power of fear, like an ominous green flame, instantly turned into a long sword and nailed him firmly to the wall.

When the sword was pierced through Odin's chest, he couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt.

Then he gritted his teeth and glared at his brother.

"You're just a cruel tyrant, Cul."

"Father made the wrong choice! He shouldn't have chosen you as King!"

Odin was nailed to the wall with a sword, and the power of fear seeped into his body.

Like maggots, they gnawed at his flesh.

While suffering unimaginable torture, he retorted, "The Vanir, the Aesir, the dwarves … you killed several of their gods, remember?"

"You skinned them, stripped them of their divine power, and forged the hammers of fear!"

"If you continue to lead Asgard, it will only be driven to the abyss of destruction."

Odin spoke with conviction, meeting Cul's cold eyes without fear.

He didn't think he did anything wrong, nor did he think it was a betrayal.

"You're still so fond of making excuses for yourself, Odin."

Asgard's God of Fear coldly said.

"Do you remember when you were a child? Once you sneaked out behind Father's back to the altar of the Vanir gods in the forest and brought back a white colt with eight legs, what was its name? Sleipnir!"

"The Vanir found out, accused the Aesir of being despicable thieves, and demanded the return of the colt. Father flew into a rage and wanted to punish you severely."

"But, no matter what Father asked, Odin, you never admitted that you had stolen the horse."

"You replied stubbornly, 'It came to me on its own,' while crying and lying."

The Serpent Cul's expression was cold, and he seemed to sense his emotions.

The green flames that linger around his body surged and turned into a long thorny whip.

Snap!

The whip struck Odin's torso, creating a bloody scar and tearing away a piece of flesh.

"Finally, Father believed you. For this reason, he believed you and quarreled with Vanir over it. It got very unpleasant."

Cul sneered and laughed.

He knew his brother too well.

Odin loved to cover up his mistakes with grandiose and generous words.

Flaunting justice and gaining a false reputation!

After so many years, nothing had changed.

"Odin, you will never change. You're still the thief who stole the colt and lied about it."

"You stole the throne from me and then told the world that it was because of my cruelty and tyranny that you overthrew my reign."

"This lie has been told so many times and for so long that you even fooled yourself."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Cul raised his thorny whip and struck repeatedly, without mercy.

Odin, who had lost the ability to resist, could only let him do what he wanted and endure the pain.

"Asgard's fate is sealed. When Ragnarok comes, the gods will fall."

"The Flame Giant Surtur, The Ultimate Judgement Mangog, and countless more enemies who will burn Asgard to the ground."

"The moment I ascended the throne, I saw the broken fragments of the final moment in the spinning threads woven by the Norn Sisters."

"The strength of an Allfather is far from enough to cope with it."

"So, I wanted to become stronger than Those Who Sit Above in Shadow, to surpass Father and break the limits!"

Cul whipped Odin until he was drenched in blood, and only then did he stop.

In order to prevent him from waking up, the other party erased his existence from Asgard's history.

No one knew Cul's name, the God of Fear, and his strength gradually weakened.

If not for the fact that in the early years, the tale of how he forged the eight hammers of fear was written down in a book and left in Midgard...

Perhaps, the Serpent would sleep under the deep sea until he was completely forgotten.

This whip, at most, was only a tiny bit of his revenge.

As for the rest, he would pay it back in double!

With this in mind, Cul, with malice rising within him, slowly said, "The eight hammers of fear are only the beginning. With my plan, they will destroy the other eight realms and draw the power of fear from billions of living beings, thus forging my true power. "

"Then, I will be able to do everything I can to cut the thread of Asgard's destiny!"

Odin looked at Cul, who was revealing the truth, with the eyes of a madman.

He thought that he, himself, was cold-blooded enough to sacrifice billions of humans in Midgard to prevent Cul from fully awakening.

But compared with Cul, he was a junior -- in every sense.

Destroying eight realms and forging eight hammers of fear-- too insane.

Among the Nine Realms, only Asgard would be left!

All other realms and all other races would be sacrificed!

"Look at your hesitation. It's hypocritical and disgusting. "

Cul said in disgust.

"You could sacrifice Midgard and become a cold-blooded executioner to save Asgard. But you aren't willing to sacrifice more and bear infamy. Why do I have a brother like you?"

He raised his hand and conjured up an eerie green flame, which formed eight long swords, piercing Odin's hands and feet, acting like nails to a stake.

Then the newly awakened God of Fear turned around with his hands behind his back.

"Rest assured. I won't kill you, Odin."

"I want you to see with your own eyes, my army of fear sweeping through Midgard and storming Asgard, crushing your lies and your accomplishments. "

Odin closed his eyes in pain and struggled to say, "Aren't you afraid of Thor? He is the one who's destined to kill you!"

"Hahaha, this is the difference between us. "

Cul, the Serpent, was full of confidence. His rickety body slowly straightened.

"I don't believe in destiny! The prophecy says the God of Thunder is the one who will kill the Serpent. "

"But, since I'm determined to stop Ragnarok, why would I be afraid of Thor?"

He bent down and put his palm on the cold, hard, frozen soil.

The green flames spread like wild weeds.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As if the door of the underworld had opened, rotting skeletons, like a tidal wave, came out.

They were wearing armor, holding swords and spears, with empty eye sockets and burning green flames.

Some were riding nightmarish bone horses or riding ghastly white bone dragons.

It was like a vast ocean with no end in sight.

This was an army!

Cul held the key to open the Nibelung.

He could summon the undead warriors from the land of the dead at any time.

"My daughter, go! Lead them to spread fear throughout the world! Let everyone die, trembling in despair!"

Cul pointed his hand, and a black ship appeared on the icy sea.

The mast was covered with dead bodies, and the canvas was torn and tattered as if decaying.

"Allfather! By your will!"

Sinthea, the daughter of Red Skull, knelt on one leg, gripped the war hammer, and nodded vigorously.

She wanted to accomplish the grand task that her father failed to achieve!

Destroying the world!

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Asgard, Royal Palace of Valaskjalf.

"Unfortunately, I have some news for you."

Luke looked at Thor, who had just been released from prison, with a sorrowful face.

"Odin, who had a momentary lapse, fell into the hands of the awakened Cul."

Inside the hall, the gatekeeper Heimdall rolled his eyes.

He watched the whole battle. The God-King was clearly thrown over like a lead ball.

The goddess Freyja's face was expressionless and silent.

Only Thor, who doubted, said, "Wasn't Father fighting with you...?"

"I just had a friendly spar with Odin. He is the God-King of Asgard, and I'm the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar Taj. We are in the same camp; why would we go against each other? "

Luke said righteously with a big wave of his hand.

"So, why is Odin's spear, Gungnir, in your possession?"

Loki pointed and asked weakly.

In the Sorcerer Supreme battle, she saw Superman's strength and was too afraid to fight him.

Moreover, the other party gave Odin a good beating.

This made Loki's heart happy. She couldn't wait for Superman to step up his efforts.

"Ah, this ... was given to me personally by Odin before he fell into Cul's hands. "

Luke gripped Gungnir, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "As we all know, a crisis is coming. Not only for Earth, but also for Asgard, and the entire Nine Realms."

"Odin and I, one representing the Earth and the other, Asgard, were supposed to form an alliance to fight against the God of Fear."

"However, in the process of learning from each other, Odin was ambushed, and he was captured alive by Cul. The present situation is also very dangerous."

"I think he gave Gungnir to me because he hopes I can join hands with Thor, to stop this crisis and rescue the God-King at the same time."

Luke's face looked serious. He was talking nonsense without even blinking.

He didn't believe Thor would reject him, with the Earth at stake and his father in the hands of the enemy.

The eight Worthy, the legion of the dead, plus the Serpent, Cul, who was once an Allfather, hadn't come here yet.

What could Asgard do against the God of Fear without Odin in his seat?

It was obviously not a wise choice to fight alone without the Sorcerer Supreme.

This was also the reason why Heimdall didn't puncture Luke's remarks out loud, and the goddess Freyja didn't say a word.

Patience for a moment of calm, taking a step back and looking at the bigger picture.

If they had any grudges, wait until they killed the Serpent and rescued Odin.

If they really wanted to turn against him, who could be Luke's opponent?

"Thor, the Sorcerer Supreme should be telling the truth."

Finally, Freyja spoke.

"Right now, the most important thing is to fight against Cul. Other issues should be put aside for the time being."

The graceful and honorable queen spoke with deep meanings in her words.

Luke gently smiled as if he didn't notice it.

If he could beat Odin once, he could beat him a second time.

Right now, in the Nine Realms, Superman was sitting at the top spot.

Unless Thor could surpass his father, understanding of the Runes on a whole new level and become the "Rune King Thor"...

Otherwise, Luke believed that he had no rivals.

"The Goddess had a point. The Worthy have appeared. The power of the Avengers alone won't be able to stop them. "

Luke, who bore the Sorcerer Supreme title, skillfully took over the reins.

In addition to sacrificing Midgard and preparing to bombard the Earth using the Bifrost, Odin also made other plans.

The palace had been turned into an armament factory, with all kinds of armor and weapons being produced like flowing water.

Those enchanted swords could be effective in killing the undead warriors.

Several Asgard legions were summoned back from other realms, ready to fight.

It seemed that Odin was prepared for the worst.

"But the Bifrost is destroyed. How are we going to get to Earth?"

Thor frowned and asked.

All eyes were focused on Luke.

The latter looked calm and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"The destruction of the Bifrost is actually a good thing. "

Luke seriously said.

"Don't forget, Cul was once the King of Asgard -- what? You don't know yet? Let Loki tell you more about it later."

Thor, released from prison, scratched his head. He felt that he had missed a lot of things.

Cul the Serpent, the Worthy...

This was the first time he had heard of this.

"Maybe he has some kind of means to control the Bifrost and reverse the transmission of his legion to Asgard, which will lead the wolf into the house."

Luke showed an 'everything is within expectations' look, while Thor was dubious.

"As for how to get to Earth, Thor, it's up to you!"

He pointed to the God of Thunder, the chubby guy shrinking in the corner.

The sunglasses-wearing, bearded Thor, walked up to them with a shameless stride.

"I know a way!"

He once avoided the Bifrost with Loki, traveling from the dark underground river to other realms.

"Is this fat man reliable?"

Thor, who was holding Mjolnir, didn't look good.

He hated the other party. Not only because he had the same name as himself but also because of his bloated figure, greasy smell, and decadent lifestyle ...

What's more, this guy was always staring at Loki, giggling, and always acting attentively.

Thor was obliged to smash him with his hammer if he had any bad intentions towards his sister!

"Who are you calling a fat man?"

The chubby Thor felt offended.

"What about a different name -- One-eyed fatty?"

Thor sneered.

"Wow, I never knew I was so annoying."

The chubby Thor shook his head and opened his palm. The Stormbreaker flew in the air.

"Want a taste of my ax?! You rude, uneducated bastard!"

Thor, unafraid, held up Mjolnir with great fury and asked, "Have you ever been hit by a hammer?"

"To be honest, I don't want it to touch your fat and greasy body. It would be disgusting. "

A tall chubby man, against a strong warrior in armor.

The closer the two Gods of Thunder got, the stronger sense of tension filled the air.

It seemed that, in the next moment...

They were going to fight and beat each other up.

"That's enough! Shut up, both of you!"

Loki, who couldn't stand it, shouted.

"Master Sorcerer Supreme, I know an underground river leading to Midgard. I can lead the way."

"Let these two idiots continue to argue. We'll go first."

After saying that, Loki, wearing a green cloak, stormed out of the hall on her long legs.

"Humph, for Loki's sake, I'll let you off this time, you fat bastard. "

Thor said.

"Humph. For Loki's sake, I have decided not to beat the shit out of you, cocky bastard!"

The chubby God of Thunder said.

The two men glared at each other, then unanimously caught up with Loki, who ran away.

'Is this some kind of alternative ... no man's land? The battle between two girls... I mean.. boyfriends?'

Luke froze in place. The entanglement between the three Asgardians is a bit complicated.

'One Thor wanted to be the brother-in-law of another Thor?'

'Or, was one Thor cuckolding the other Thor?'

'Cuckolding yourself?'

It was too confusing.

Luke shook his head, threw Gungnir to Heimdall, and followed them.

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With two Gods of Thunder, Loki, and Luke, they set out on a journey to Midgard.

"Sorcerer Supreme, shouldn't there be a spell that could take us to our destination with a portal?"

They rode a ship along the dark underground river while looking for the gap in space.

Loki, who had a cold face and was sulking, suddenly remembered.

The Sorcerer Supreme, who personally crushed the biggest legendary figure in Asgard and knocked Odin to dust, seemed to be able to use transmission spells.

"That's right."

Luke nodded. Opening a portal was just a casual thing for him.

"Then why do we have to travel this way?"

A series of question marks popped up on Loki's head.

The underground river was unfathomable and dark.

Coupled with the presence of huge beasts, it wasn't an easy road to travel.

If not necessary, Loki didn't want to come on this risky trip.

"Because I forgot about it."

Luke shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"..."

Loki didn't know how to answer that.

Judging from his appearance, this Sorcerer Supreme shouldn't have Alzheimer's... right?

Luke smiled and continued, "I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

"Because our purpose isn't only to return to Midgard, it's also to stop Cul's invasion."

"He has his Nibelung army of the undead and eight Worthy."

"Coupled with the power of fear being absorbed all this time, he will soon return to his prime."

"Relying on the Earth and Asgard is far from enough to deal with this war."

"Uniting the Nine Realms and resisting together is the only way."

Luke explained his idea.

He was ready to build a huge stage for Thor.

According to the prophecy, the God of Thunder, the man of destiny, would personally cut off the Serpent's head.

Then, after a few steps, died of poisoning.

Odin, the King of the Gods, was an Allfather.

But he believed in the prophecy, even feared it.

He wanted to stop it at the cost of destroying Earth.

And the Serpent, Cul, once the Allfather of Asgard...

His attitude towards the prophecy was also one of semi-belief.

It could be seen that Asgard's 'prophecy' may be the trajectory of some kind of destiny.

Once it became an inevitable 'fact', it would be hard to change.

Luke didn't have an elaborate plan. Instead of wasting time to break the shackles of a prophecy, it was better to count on Thor.

"Loki, you should go to Jotunheim and persuade the Frost Giants to join the war."

"And Thor, you should go to Muspelheim, the Realm of Fire, and form an alliance with Surtur."

"As for you, extra God of Thunder. You have experience in dealing with the Avengers. Go back to Midgard first, and prepare them for a lengthy battle."

"..."

Luke, like a competent task giver NPC, actively assigned tasks to everyone.

On the first day he came to this realm, he had a fight with the almighty Allfather of Asgard.

And by the way, save Earth from the other's hands.

Why would he want to go to Antarctica and fight for another hundred rounds with another Allfather?

Unless Vishanti was willing to pay, there was no way.

Luke thought very clearly, he was just a temporary worker.

How much work he would do depended on how much he was paid.

Since Asgard had predicted this, he should just help Thor and set the stage.

Odin loved his son dearly, but he didn't.

Besides, how did one break the limits of 'destiny'?

This required careful observation and information gathering.

'The job of a savior is really not for me. '

Luke thought so silently.

"Laufey, the King of the Frost Giants, and Surtur, the Flame Giant ... They are all enemies of Asgard. How could they possibly agree to an alliance? "

Thor asked with a skeptical look on his face.

When it came to fighting, he was excellent at it.

However, reasoning with others, negotiating, and reaching an alliance with others wasn't his strong suit.

"Learn more from your sister, Loki. She's an expert in this field."

Luke shook his head helplessly.

He felt that the fight for Asgard's throne in this world wasn't complicated at all.

Remember, many people have said that before...

Thor had no experience and ability to govern a country, while Loki was passionate about power and intrigue.

In addition, the latter had the blood of Frost Giants and was a descendant of Laufey.

The gender should be changed, and let Loki marry Thor.

The throne would belong to Thor, and the power would belong to Loki. It's the best of both worlds.

The original joke had come true in this universe.

But a new problem ensued. Loki had two brothers now.

Which one should she choose?

"If Laufey and Surtur refuse you. Then, give them my name."

Luke smiled kindly. The battle between him and Odin penetrated through the Nine Realms.

It seemed that both Laufey and Surtur saw what happened.

He believed that they would both understand what would happen if they rejected it.

"That's a threat, right?"

Thor asked straightforwardly.

"No, it's a friendly way to convince others."

Luke answered.

...

...

Manhattan, New York.

A beam of light crashed down and attracted everyone's attention.

They saw three weird guys coming out of it.

"It's the Hulk! It's Hulk!"

Someone recognized one of the leaders of the Avengers.

"Who are those two weirdos?"

Someone noticed something was wrong. He took out his cell phone and took a video while gradually retreating to a safe place.

This was a New Yorker's sense of awareness.

When there is an abnormal situation, it is recommended to run away in advance. There might be an intense battle between a superhero and a supervillain later.

"I like this place; it's crowded. The fearful screams would be very loud later."

Sinthea, the daughter of Red Skull, said so while holding the Hammer of Skadi.

That hideous skull scanned around, not minding the strange looks.

"I, want, hit! Crush! Everything!"

The Hulk, holding the Hammer of Nul: Breaker of Worlds, said so, word for word.

"Turn them all into stone statues! Make them scream, fear and despair!"

The third Worthy was the Absorbing Man, owner of the Hammer of Greithoth, Breaker of Wills.

He worked as a boxer and then was recruited into Hydra.

The famous story was that he killed Daredevil's father in the ring.

At his peak, he was able to go 50-50 against the Hulk.

In the villain camp, he belonged to the third or fourth line characters.

"Let's begin! Attract the Avengers first!"

Through a transmission spell from Cul, the three Worthy arrived in New York.

They all lifted their hammers and smashed them on the ground.

Boom!

A violent wave of electricity and air burst forth!

The cars on both sides of the concrete road were directly crushed by the substantial pressure.

Glass windows shattered, and large cracks bloomed on the ground.

The Hulk took the lead, stepped on the roof of a car, and roared.

Sound waves tore through the air and rippled out in a circle.

The crowd, which was still watching the commotion, instantly panicked and fled.

Of course, they didn't forget to hold up their phones to get a close-up of the Hulk, who exuded a strong sense of power.

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"Captain, it's bad."

In the command center on the Helicarrier, Maria Hill had a serious expression.

"Washington, D.C., Chicago, Detroit, and many more ... the cities are under attack."

The heroic female commander's two eyebrows wrinkled together, seemingly with quite the headache.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had tens of thousands of agents and over ten special operations teams.

But at this time, there was an embarrassing lack of manpower.

Even if there were three Helicarrier to support the world, it couldn't relieve all the pressure.

"The White House had also been bombed by artillery fire. The Pentagon is mobilizing the Army and the National Guard."

Sharon Carter added.

She stretched out her hand and pulled up a holographic projection. An army of robots bearing the emblem of the Third Reich was attacking the White House.

"It's the remnants of Hydra."

These robots, which were designed in the last century, were the weapons that Red Skull had used in World War II.

However, with Red Skull's disappearance, they had never reappeared.

"I remember them."

Bucky nodded his head.

He and Steve Rogers were both eyewitnesses of World War II.

In that war, the Red Skull used a lot of advanced weapons beyond the level of science and technology at that time.

Part of the Allies' success was due to luck.

The Tesseract removed Red Skull from the equation and also destroyed Hydra's defensive line.

"How is the President?"

The robot army merely looked impressive, but in fact, they weren't as efficient as combat aircrafts.

At the very least, they could level the White House with their weapons. The swarming robots were blocked by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s rapid response unit.

"Safe for now. He's hiding in the safe house."

Maria Hill replied.

"We sent in Spider-Man and Iron Fist, and the Punisher also volunteered to join the team."

Bucky was relieved to hear the names of these men.

These were superheroes who were popular and powerful.

They shouldn't have any problems dealing with the scrap metal sent by Hydra.

"Who's leading them? I remember that the remnants of the Red Skull's people were cleaned up long ago."

Bucky held his arms around his chest and asked with a cold expression.

Before he took over as Captain America, S.H.I.E.L.D and the Avengers launched a massive blanket search.

It almost uprooted all of the Hydra forces in Eastern Europe and uncovered many of its members within.

He didn't expect them to be so tenacious that there were still remnants hiding in the shadows.

"Sinthea, Red Skull's daughter, appeared in Antarctica and awakened the sleeping serpent, Cul."

Sharon Carter replied.

On the holographic projection, a clear picture of a red skull appeared.

"So, it was her."

There was a glint in Bucky's eyes. He had fought the other party several times.

Red Skull's daughter was an excellent killer.

In the rankings of the underworld, the Winter Soldier deservingly took first place.

Sinthea, code-named 'Sin', could be ranked in the top 5.

"Captain, a new message!"

Maria Hill pressed her headset, received a message from the encrypted channel, and immediately reported it.

"The Hulk, Sinthea, and the Absorbing Man... are in Manhattan's Times Square!"

Sharon Carter quickly mobilized S.H.I.E.L.D's satellite and the nearby surveillance cameras to project the live images.

Roar!

It just happened to be the image of the Hulk's roaring face.

The large, muscular green man was seen stomping on the car at his feet, leaping up and crashing into a nearby high-rise building.

The Hammer of Nul swept through, and electricity raged like a wild anaconda, blasting out several large holes.

At the same time, Sinthea wasn't idle.

She picked up a car in front of her with one hand and threw it out.

Boom!

The car smashed several billboards and street lamps, causing smoke to billow and then explode.

The scene became even more chaotic as more passersby were frightened by the flames of the fire.

The Absorbing Man raised his hammer and radiated a wave of turquoise light.

The strange energy radiation exploded out, and all living things around him were petrified.

"Three ...Worthy!"

Bucky's face looked grave. It seemed that he didn't expect that the Worthy, who were scattered all over the world, would suddenly come together.

Their horrific acts of destruction were broadcast on television and made known to the world.

A sense of fear was growing and gestating in everyone's hearts.

This would help Cul, the Serpent, to recover gradually and return to his Allfather level.

Thinking of everything that the Sorcerer Supreme had told them, Bucky silently clenched the vibranium shield in his hand.

It was time to move.

...

...

Once known as 'the economic center of the world', Manhattan was turned into a war zone.

The National Guards quickly responded and were the first to arrive.

Police cars formed a defensive line, and tanks drove up the street.

The sound of gunfire, artillery, explosions ... were heard everywhere.

One couldn't help but wonder if World War III had started.

"Iron Man and Hawkeye are out there. Similar attacks have broken out in Dubai and London, and they're unable to provide support for the time being."

Bucky took on his best friend's tone and started a pre-battle speech to boost everyone's morale.

He was wearing Captain America's stars and stripes uniform while holding the iconic vibranium shield in his right hand.

"The world needs S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers."

Bucky strapped on his parachute and took Sharon Carter, along with two special operations teams, on a targeted drop into Manhattan's Times Square.

"Yes Sir, Captain America Sir."

Sinthea, who had hammered down the main battle tank under heavy fire, saw a 'flower' blooming in the sky.

The star-spangled banner uniform was too conspicuous. It was simply the brightest star in the night sky, which automatically attracted her hatred.

"I've been waiting for this day for too long. Killing Captain America with my own hands ... is there anything more exciting than this?"

Sinthea took a deep breath, seemingly intoxicated and excited.

She swung the Hammer of Skadi, and flew towards Captain America's landing site.

"It's a pity that it's not Steve Rogers."

Sinthea, daughter of Red Skull, codenamed 'Sin' lamented.

She appeared in front of everyone from S.H.I.E.L.D like a cannonball, glanced at them, directly waved her hammer, and smashed into Captain America, who had severed the parachute and landed steadily.

The latter subconsciously raised the vibranium shield.

The terrifying sound wave and shocking power seemed to be absorbed. Only an intense burst of blinding light was emitted.

Bucky's metal arm, as if electrified, felt so numb that he couldn't even hold his shield.

"My father died at the hands of Captain America!"

Sinthea said in a hateful tone.

"Today, I will kill Captain America and prove who the real leader of Hydra is!"

With the intensity of her emotions, the Hammer of Skadi glowed green, and the power of fear was unleashed.

Like the whispers of the devil or a manic scream, it tore and tormented both the minds and the eardrums of everyone there.

Bang!

The shield in his hand was blown away.

Bucky held his head in both hands, with a painful look on his face.

He seemed to have returned to the days when he was brainwashed by Leviathan, and the floodgates to his endless nightmarish memories swung open.

"Compared to Steve Rogers, you're a lot worse."

Sinthea disdainfully curled her lips. She held up her hammer with both hands, ready to smash the other party's head.

In any case, it was a good thing for her side to stain the stars and stripes with blood.

This would crush S.H.I.E.L.D.'s morale, send the Avengers into grief, and cause global panic.

The crimson red face smiled triumphantly.

Boom!

But before Sinthea could swing the hammer, a vortex of emptiness suddenly opened up above Manhattan.

Large dark clouds gathered, lightning swept by, thunder rolled as if the end was near.

Dazzling thunder, like a pillar of light, bombarded the ground.

Out of it came a ... round figure.

This man wore sunglasses and had a beer belly.

The beard was scraggly, the hair was greasy, and he resembled a fat guy who had lost his way.

"Get out of here, you fat fuck!"

Sinthea had no patience for the passerby who interrupted her revenge.

Of course, the main reason was that after she became Worthy, she was deeply influenced by her inner emotions.

It was well known that the intelligence of those who use the hammers was generally lower.

"Who did you say was fat?"

Originally, he still had a simple smile on his face. The chubby Thor tightly furrowed his brow and revealed a warning in his eyes.

Even if she called him fat, she still had to add the word 'fuck'?!

That's too much!

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"Who did you say was -- fat?"

The chubby God of Thunder also knew in his heart that he was addicted to junk food with a large number of carbohydrates and online games for a long time.

Compared with his former self, he was really a little bit more rounded.

In any case, after coming to Earth, his social order was good.

In addition to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the emergence of the Avengers, there would rarely be a villain or villains who were too short-sighted.

Therefore, Thor had nothing to do.

Most of his time was occupied by playing games. Even his beloved Stormbreaker was neglected.

Naturally, he got fatter and fatter.

However, sometimes when the truth was spoken, it would still hurt.

Moreover, even if they called him fat, they still added the word 'fuck'

Who could bear it!

Thor felt angry, and blood rushed to his head.

The right hand that held the Stormbreaker involuntarily gripped tighter.

"So, I can't call you fat?"

Sinthea added fuel to the fire and continued.

Although she vaguely felt that this one-eyed fatso, dressed like a Viking and unkempt, seemed a little familiar.

But no matter what, the daughter of the Red Skull didn't associate the man in front of her with Thor, Asgard's God of Thunder.

That was a huge gap between the god and this fat guy!

It couldn't be compared at all!

"It seems that I should temporarily put away my principle of not hitting women for a while."

From the dark clouds, a light descended and fell on Thor's body.

The divine power condensed into armor, covering his chest, hands, and feet.

"It seems that I really need to lose weight."

Thor twisted his rounded body, feeling uncomfortable.

This majestic armor seemed to feel tighter and constricting.

In public, he adjusted his crotch so that it wouldn't affect the battle.

"I hope you won't cry for your mother later, asking for her to take you home."

Sinthea kicked Bucky to the ground. Captain America was already on the menu.

She could eat him up whenever she wanted.

The fat man who broke into the battlefield was really an eyesore.

She wanted to kill him first!

She lifted the Hammer of Skadi with one hand and pointed it at Thor.

It glowed ghostly green, looking like waves of water.

A circle of air currents stirred up, and a piercing electric current shook the earth.

The ground was ravaged, and a prominent 'scar' was plowed out.

"I am the God of Thunder."

Thor whispered, waving the Stormbreaker.

With no fear on his face, he slashed through the blast of energy formed by the divine power of fear.

Then, lightning burst from his eyes, and incandescent white light lingered around his body.

At this time, the big fatty looked a little more like a true God of Thunder.

A shocking power erupted out of that simple face with a stern aura.

The dramatic change made Sinthea put away her contempt and look serious.

She didn't expect that this ordinary-looking and somewhat obscene fatty was still a master with hidden strength.

She was facing Thor, the God of Thunder.

There was also the Stormbreaker that could rip open the atmosphere.

Sinthea was caught off guard and had difficulty dodging.

She had to raise the war hammer with both hands to block the fierce attack.

Boom!

Cul's power of fear collided with the Rune of thunder!

With the dazzling light, the torrent of energy that could destroy everything was released, lighting up the skies above the neighborhood.

Sinthea, like a cannonball, crashed into a car not far behind her.

The metal door flattened out, and a clear outline was printed.

"This fat guy is pretty fierce."

Sinthea spat out some blood and got back to her feet like a resilient warrior.

When the strong light dissipated and the smoke subsided...

She saw Thor, holding the Stormbreaker, striding forward.

It was as if a Nordic deity had descended onto Earth.

Unfortunately, his rounded figure affected the image.

It made the other party's majestic face look funny.

"The Hammer of Skadi! The first embodiment of Cul's powers!"

Thor stared at the hammer. He held the Stormbreaker, giving birth to a layer of extremely cold frost.

Crack! Crack!

Under the high temperature of his thunder, the solid ice melted and evaporated into vapor.

Skadi, the Goddess of Ice and Snow in Nordic mythology, represented winter.

With the hammer named after her, it wasn't hard to guess what kind of ability it had.

"Are you Thor of Asgard?"

Sinthea was a little surprised.

Although there may be a gap between the two figures, the thunderous divine power couldn't be faked.

This fatty in front of her was most likely Thor.

However, she clearly remembered that he was a blond muscle brain with an eight pack.

How did he become a round, unkempt fatso in just a few months?

Or was this what the God of Thunder really looked like?

On the official website of The Avengers, all those photos were actually retouched?

With a series of questions in her head, Sinthea swung the war hammer and smashed it head-on.

Bang!

The sound of iron colliding with iron!

The ear-splitting sound waves swept through the air, shattering nearby windows and causing the alarms of parked cars to blare.

The ax collided with the hammer, and they fiercely pushed against each other.

The ground where Sinthea was standing caved in, opening up thick cracks.

Thor, from the movie universe, squeezed the ax with both hands and pressed down hard.

He was from Asgard. The combat education he received since he was a child didn't have anything related to pitying women or being merciful because the opponent was a woman.

On the battlefield, anything in front of him was an enemy that needed to be defeated and killed.

Roar!

Just as Thor was about to cut off the red skull with his Stormbreaker, a roar of rage seemed to set off a category 12 typhoon.

The dust swept away, and the atmosphere shook.

A big green man fell from the sky and slammed Thor with a heavy punch, like a cannon.

The latter, with his ax, flew in a straight line and rolled through several buildings.

"Hulk! How could he ..."

Struggling to get up, Thor rubbed his dizzy head, still unable to recognize what had happened.

Thinking of the friendship formed with Hulk in the gladiatorial arena on Sakaar...

He felt that Hulk had no reason to do this to him.

"Breaker of Worlds, Nul! Smash that fatso!"

Sinthea said bitterly.

Hulk, holding the Hammer of Nul, made several amazing jumps in a row. The ground shook as if it was rippling, and a large piece of cement tumbled outward.

"Smash! ... Destroy!"

Hulk roared. The reinforced concrete in front of him was shattered, like a paper-mache.

The war hammer swept down, and everything shattered!

Like a tank, he knocked down several walls in a row.

"Found ... you!"

Hulk's eyes were filled with anger, reflecting Thor's fat figure.

He raised the Hammer of Nul up high. The power of fear gathered as if it was going to smash the world to pieces!

"Wait!"

Thor quickly stretched out his hand to stop the Hulk from hurting friendly forces in a violent act.

A silly smile appeared on his face, like a 300-plus pound fool.

"We're friends, remember? Banner!"

"No, you're the Hulk now..."

"I mean, I may not be your friend in this universe, but in another place, I fought side by side with another you ... we're good buddies!"

Hulk's movements couldn't help but pause. The anger in his eyes gradually receded, and he seemed to come to his senses gradually.

"Yes, that's it, Hulk!"

Thor was happy with his own resourcefulness. He was no longer the reckless man who had to solve everything by force.

He learned to communicate and to use language to disrupt his opponents.

"By the way, do you remember Loki? Or Natasha?"

Hearing that, Hulk slowly lowered the raised war hammer.

Thor also released the Stormbreaker and reached out to show his friendship.

"That hammer is bewitching you, corrupting you ..."

Thor foolishly smiled and thought that he had persuaded the Hulk.

Unexpectedly, the Hulk's eyes changed, and his anger rose again.

He felt it again—the terrifying power of control that overpowered his body and mind.

Suddenly, he picked up Thor with his left hand and swung him around like a noodle.

Boom boom! Boom boom boom!

"This kind of feels... familiar."

Like being run over by an aircraft carrier, Thor felt his whole body aching, and his bones felt like they were shattered.

However, the cruel beating wasn't over yet. After a crazy beating, he was thrown high into the air and crashed through several floors of ceilings.

Hulk gripped the war hammer in both hands and swung it as if he was playing baseball!

Bang!

With a dull sound...

Like a baseball ball, Thor flew out of control and turned into a shining spot in the sky.

"I... don't... know you!"

Hulk put down the hammer and spoke in a rough voice.

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Just as Thor was fighting with the Hulk and Sinthea, two blocks away...

A steel battle suit painted in red and gold rushed back to Manhattan in time.

"Oh my God! What's going on here?"

Tony Stark looked at the street under his feet, feeling terrified, and his hair stood on end.

It was too quiet.

Compared with the sensational explosion over there, there was silence here, and even a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

There are no living people in the streets, only lifelike stone carvings standing everywhere.

On their faces, there were clearly visible signs of panic and fear.

What kind of monster or terrible sight did they see?

"Jarvis, scan the entire street and connect the surrounding monitoring."

Tony Stark subconsciously lowered his voice.

In an extremely quiet environment, the atmosphere suddenly became overwhelming.

"I don't know what's going on over at S.H.I.E.L.D. Those damn bastards have turned the world into a war zone, spreading chaos and generating fear."

Iron Man had just finished dealing with the turmoil that happened in London.

A Worthy attacked the Prime Minister's residence.

That guy could create a weather phenomenon, triggering tornadoes, lightning, and thunderstorms. It was a tough supervillain.

Iron Man, Hawkeye, and the second-generation Ant-Man spent a lot of effort, only barely repelling the other party.

After receiving a request for help from S.H.I.E.L.D., Tony Stark left the job of cleaning up the battlefield to Hawkeye.

He quickly returned to North America and flew to Manhattan.

"Sir, 300 meters from here, we found a survivor."

Jarvis accessed all the surveillance cameras in Manhattan and found a middle-aged man hiding nearby.

He hid in a dark alley and curled up behind a trash can.

"A bizarre catastrophe suddenly swept through and turned everyone into this?"

Tony Stark made a preliminary judgment. With these years of experience with the Avengers, dealing with a variety of super villains, his psychological preparedness and endurance had greatly improved.

Aliens, foreign gods, even mysterious masters, and so on...

Iron Man had met them all.

He scanned his surroundings and kept an eye out for enemies;

While approaching the alley, he was ready to get more information from the other party.

"Hello, I'm an Avenger, Iron Man ... I think you should have seen me on TV or on the news, right?"

Tony, who introduced himself, as always, was trying to relieve the pressure with humor.

"Do you need medical help, or ..."

The middle-aged man huddled in the corner, waving his hand vigorously, lowered his voice and said, "Shh! Don't say a word!"

"You can't do anything, it's a monster!"

Iron Man could see the deep fear in the middle-aged man's eyes. He was like a terrified child, on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Heh, I'm an Avenger, I can ..."

Boom!

A huge figure fell to the ground.

It interrupted Iron Man's words of comfort.

"Tony Stark ..."

The voice was coarse and rough, like rusty metal grinding against each other.

Iron Man clearly saw the uninvited guest through his helmet.

As the middle-aged man said, he was a monster.

Close to 3 meters high, his whole body was glowing with a steel-like shiny black luster.

He looked like a 'swamp thing' that had absorbed a large amount of metal and bonded it together.

His eyes glowed dark yellow, and he held a conspicuous square hammer in his right hand.

"Destroy!"

The steel monster shouted, and the hammer emitted a ring of dark green flames.

Like a flame, it soared up with the wind and filled the alley.

Iron Man saw the situation and set up an iron shield to defend against the attack.

But the greenish flame didn't touch him but passed through the red and gold steel armor.

Crack.

Iron Man suddenly turned his head and saw the middle-aged man turn into a stone statue.

On his face, there was a deep look of fear.

"You're the one who did this."

Iron Man's tone was full of anger.

He raised two mechanical arms, and his palm cannon blasted out a beam of light, sending the monster wielding the hammer flying.

"Sir, I searched the database in S.H.I.E.L.D."

Jarvis gave him timely information to facilitate the battle later on.

"His name is Carl Creel. He used to be a boxer and later worked for Hydra."

"Code name 'Absorbing Man.' He's able to change the molecular structure of his body and imitate any material he touches."

Iron Man nodded his head. No wonder this guy was covered in metal.

Like the hard shell of a turtle, he had excellent defensive power.

"What about the hammer that can petrify people? Can you analyze any useful information?"

The iron battle suit flew into the air and temporarily left the battlefield.

"It is impossible to scan, let alone detect."

Javits reluctantly replied.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to fight him alone."

Iron Man grimaced. He hated things that couldn't be explained or measured by science.

For example, magic.

Roar!

"Destroy!"

Holding the Hammer of Greithoth, the Absorbing Man roared and rushed up into the air.

With his powerful jump, he smashed into Iron Man's face like a cannonball.

The hammer was swung, sending up a strong wind. It seemed like the atmosphere was blown away!

Bang!

The nano-material steel battle suit instantly formed an alloy square shield.

However, Tony Stark seemed to underestimate Worthy's true strength. The heavy force shattered the solid shield that was strong enough to withstand a cannon.

The iron battle suit was suddenly hit hard. Like a discharged bullet, it spun with great speed and smashed heavily into the ground.

"30% damage. The repair process is underway."

"A broken rib and a large muscle contusion were detected. Medical procedures are being initiated."

"..."

The alarm rang through the helmet and kept ringing in Tony Stark's ear.

'It's like being hit by a car--'

This idea came up in his mind.

"Destroy!"

It seemed that this was the only sentence that the strange man could say.

He landed firmly on the ground and walked towards Iron Man.

With every step, the street shook.

Extremely powerful!

"Do you want to know why I talk a lot on the battlefield?"

Iron Man, who had a slight concussion, finally regained awareness.

He struggled to get up despite the pain all over his body

The words traveled far and wide through his speakers.

"Sometimes, I also ask myself, why would I act like the pajama-wearing spider baby? I can't stop talking and saying stupid things when I meet an enemy..."

Iron Man's hands joined together, and parts of the robot arm clicked together, forming a huge barrel.

The arc reactor on his chest kept charging up, causing nearly a dozen gun barrels to light up with a white glow.

"-- Because we're scared because we're afraid."

Iron Man gripped the ground with both legs. Like a pile driver, he dug deep into the concrete pavement to prevent himself from being knocked away by the terrifying recoil.

"Yes, superheroes are afraid of death, injury and loss..."

"Some people are scared out of their wits by fear, but some people ... can turn fear into strength!"

Boom!

The high temperature that could melt everything erupted!

The Absorbing Man raised the Hammer of Greithoth. The God of Fear's power rippled out in a circle, blocking the terrifying energy blast like a force field.

"By the way, I named it the 'Gustav Cannon.' It can flatten half a city!"

Tony Stark still wouldn't shut up.

He tried to keep his feet steady but with little success.

The full release of the energy cannon pushed the iron battle suit, and it kept moving backward.

The ground was ravaged with a deep groove as if it had been plowed.

The Absorbing Man also had a hard time.

His 'metal shell' slowly melted like ice cream under the high temperature.

As they confronted each other, a vortex appeared in the void.

Thor, who was carrying Mjolnir, and Loki...

They appeared and rushed to the battlefield.

"Looks like you're having a little trouble, Stark!"

Thor jokingly said so, carrying Loki down to the ground.

"Not dead yet -- unless you plan to stand on the sidelines and watch the show."

Iron Man tried to squeeze this sentence out of his mouth.

"Don't worry, the Earth is saved! I have brought with me -- the armies of the Nine Realms!"

Thor said happily.

He glanced at Worthy with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

The minion of the Serpent was an enemy of Asgard!

"Let me take care of this guy."

Thor raised his hand and threw Mjolnir.

The thunder hammer pierced the atmosphere and radiated electricity, hitting the Absorbing Man, who was struggling to hold on.

"Thor, don't let him ... touch your hammer!"

Iron Man seemed to realize something and urgently yelled.

However, it was too late.

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Mjolnir was a legendary weapon of Asgard.

Its first owner wasn't Thor.

But Odin's eldest daughter, the imprisoned goddess of death, Hela.

As everyone knew, Asgard's family relationship was bad and complicated.

Because of the father-daughter discord, disagreement, and deeper reasons...

Odin, in a fit of rage, deprived her of the right to use Mjolnir and banished Hela to the underworld.

When Thor was born, the God-King gave this hammer as a gift to his eldest son, the future King.

Mjolnir was crafted from a nugget of Uru, using the core of a dying star and Odin's magical blessing attached to it.

It was indestructible, with amazing qualities.

It could also manipulate the weather, summon storms and use magic to deal damage.

Ever since he got Mjolnir, it had been Thor's favorite weapon.

"Let me take care of this guy."

Thor was quite confident and couldn't wait to show his talents.

Mjolnir was bursting with light as it launched into the air. Like a solid cannonball, it directly slammed towards the Absorbing Man.

"Thor, don't let him touch ... your hammer!"

Hearing this, the God of Thunder couldn't help but look at Iron Man, who was unleashing the 'Gustav Cannon' with a puzzled look.

'That's my own hammer. What's wrong?'

"Destroy!"

The Absorbing Man growled like beasts. The force field launched by the divine power of fear suddenly shrank inward.

The energy cannon that could level half of the city went in unhindered and took away half of the Absorbing Man's body while it flew upwards into the air.

The sky seemed to have been pierced, and the accumulated dark clouds tore open a big hole, leaving a visible wound-like hole in the clouds.

The Absorbing Man's steel-like body melted like ice cream.

The black blood, sticky like oil, was vaporized by the high temperature before it hit the ground.

At such a great risk, the Absorbing Man, armed with the Hammer of Greithoth, took the initiative to touch Thor's Mjolnir.

Bang!

The thunder hammer, wrapped in terrible power, struck him in the chest.

Rumble! Smash!

The Absorbing Man flew backward violently. His body seemed to break apart, sending out a spatter of blood.

However, Thor felt something was wrong.

Mjolnir didn't completely penetrate the flesh, as if it was embedded in the body of the opponent and couldn't be pulled out.

A mass of green flame wrapped around the hammer. No matter how it burst with electricity, it couldn't break free.

Zi Zi! Zi Zi Zi!

The Absorbing Man could fully understand what it was like being burned on the inside and still tender on the outside.

The dazzling electricity roared with anger on the remaining half of his body.

His flesh and blood were like charred pieces of charcoal, brittle and vulnerable to completely crumbling at any moment.

But the Absorbing Man clenched his teeth and didn't move.

All of his mental capacity and will were controlled by the hammer of fear.

Boom!

Thor opened his palm, trying to call Mjolnir back.

From the dark clouds above, dazzling lightning bolts bombarded the Absorbing Man.

The Hammer of Greithoth seemed to be conscious.

Not to be outdone, it swept out a circle of green flame and fought back.

"Danger!"

Thor's intuition alerted him.

He first pulled Loki next to him and quickly dodged away.

"It's some kind of magic that can petrify people! As long as any flesh and blood body touches it, they would immediately turn into stone!"

Iron Man promptly explained.

"You shouldn't have slammed your hammer into him. This guy absorbs the material he touches and mimics it."

After Tony Stark shot the 'Gustav Cannon', the iron battle suit's energy was depleted, and he could no longer participate in the battle.

He could only provide some useful information to help Thor win.

Crack, crack!

As Iron Man's words fell, the surface of Absorbing Man's body underwent dramatic changes.

The melted half of his body slowly grew silvery flesh, like hard armor wrapping around the throbbing Mjolnir.

The muscles on his body, like a balloon, were constantly expanding.

Like steel bars, they twisted tightly into muscles.

They looked like they were full of power and seemed highly exaggerated.

Like 'Kinnikuman' coming straight out of the comics!

The original glossy black metallic luster changed to a conspicuous silvery-white shine.

Roar!

The Absorbing Man loudly roared. Sound waves shook the air and set off obvious ripples, visible to the naked eye.

"He absorbed my hammer?"

Thor was surprised and somewhat in disbelief.

But that Uru metal, a specialty of Asgard.

Its hardness and enchantment effect...

Among the Nine Realms, it was the best!

"He's not that powerful. Perhaps the Serpent, Cul's hammer, has strengthened his ability to absorb!"

Iron Man speculated.

"What do we do now? Can you beat this monster without your hammer?"

Tony Stark meant that if Thor couldn't fight, they should retreat for now.

They would have a showdown with this guy later on.

"Uh, no, Mjolnir..."

Thor hesitated. Without his hammer, he felt like a 50%-similar knockoff.

It was difficult for him to display his full combat powers.

The guy who absorbed the Uru metal, on the contrary, would get stronger and stronger.

In this situation, he wasn't optimistic.

"Retreat. Thor, get the hammer back later."

Loki tugged her brother's cloak. That metal monster didn't look easy to deal with.

She knew too well that even though Thor was called the God of Thunder but, he was actually the God of Hammer.

Without Mjolnir, his combat power would be less than 30 or 40%.

If they stayed here, they would only be passively beaten.

"No! I'm here to save Earth. How can I run away?"

Thor righteously refused, and his tone lowered to a whisper, "Mjolnir is my partner. I can't leave her here, in the hands of that damn bastard."

Loki helplessly shrugged, expressing her speechlessness.

Her brother had this peculiar hobby. She couldn't do anything about it.

"Can your fists breakthrough Uru metal? You can't even break the defense. How are you going to fight him?"

Loki sneered.

This universe's Thor hadn't been sufficiently trained, relying too much on Mjolnir.

Unlike the chubby God of Thunder, after the hammer was crushed by Hela, he awakened the power of thunder in his body.

"Destroy!"

The Absorbing Man seemed to have thought of the same thing. His silvery-white metallic body released a heavy momentum.

Holding the Hammer of Greithoth, he took an arrogant step forward.

Like a rhinoceros in a frenzy, he rammed straight at them.

"Without Mjolnir, I'm still the most powerful warrior in Asgard."

Thor rubbed his hands together. As if he was a matador, his eyes fixed on his opponent.

As for Loki and Iron Man, whose energy was already depleted...

They had already stepped aside and waited for the God of Thunder to make his move.

"Come on! I've defeated a Frost Giant with my bare hands, tamed a fierce wyvern, and hunted ..."

Thor shouted, boosting his morale.

Bang!

The Hammer of Greithoth sent out a strong gale. Like hitting a baseball ball, it sent Thor flying.

The latter hit the ground heavily. His legs and feet twitched and then stopped moving.

"Such a weak God."

The Absorbing Man said in a deep voice.

He stopped and looked at Loki and Iron Man, who had ducked to one side.

"Isn't your father Odin? Ask him to come to the rescue!"

Iron Man poked Loki on the shoulder. He didn't want to be a stone statue.

"Odin has been beaten by Earth's Sorcerer Supreme ... He's paralyzed in bed. He can't come."

Loki grimaced. She had already reminded Thor, the idiot, to retreat if he couldn't fight. Now, he was dragging her into trouble.

She pulled out two enchanted daggers from her waist. With a swish, she flung towards the Absorbing Man's steel body, sending out a few sparks.

Then, conjuring magic with one hand, she created several illusions.

Don't judge Asgard's third Princess from her delicate appearance. In fact, she was proficient in magic, and her combat abilities weren't weak.

It's just that she had always been hidden under Thor's aura and seemed unremarkable.

Her doppelgangers scattered in all directions, and their daggers slashed at the opponent.

But it was of no use.

Loki's attacks were as fierce as a tiger, but the damage was only 0.5.

Because of the size and strength gap, it didn't look like an assassination raid but rather like giving someone a pedicure.

When the dagger was slashing down, it only resulted in silver sparks, not even leaving a wound.

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The Absorbing Man stared down at Loki, who was jumping from side to side and performing her acrobatic movements.

It seemed as if he was saying 'Is this it?'

The damage caused by the two enchanted daggers were like simple scrapes.

No, if she scraped a little harder, they may still be in a little pain.

To be precise, it should be a slight tickle.

"It's all Thor's fault!"

Loki used all her skills that could cause damage, but it couldn't even break the metal monster's defense.

Seeing that the situation wasn't good, she jumped back, and out of the battlefield.

She blamed everything on her reckless brother.

If he hadn't given away Mjolnir for nothing and let the opponent absorb Uru metal, how could this have happened?

"Destroy!"

The Absorbing Man strode forward, raised the Hammer of Greithoth, and smashed it on the ground.

Bang!

Like a high-intensity earthquake!

The solid road instantly collapsed and broke apart, raising a large amount of dust.

Cars on both sides of the street suddenly shook and flipped.

The ground, like waves, rolled to both sides, plowing a deep gully.

The terrifying force shook all of Manhattan.

Loki leapt high into the air to avoid the violent shock wave.

But Thor wasn't so lucky.

He had fallen to the ground. He felt consciousness blurring as he struggled to get up.

As a result, he was directly impacted by the waves. Once again, the shock wave threw him high into the air.

A few moments later, he crashed heavily onto the wreckage of a car.

His legs twitched a few times, then stopped moving.

"Damn it. The other Worthy is heading this way."

While not doing much and watching the battle, Iron Man was recharging his battle suit.

He watched the Hulk and Red Skull's daughter through the eagle's eye view transmitted by Jarvis.

They seemed to sense the movement in this area and headed towards them.

One Worthy was already a headache. Two more would be the death of him.

"Aren't the Avengers powerful? Why don't you call someone? "

Loki used several illusion forms to confuse the Absorbing Man, while one silently sneaked up to Iron Man's side.

If Thor had not remained on the battlefield, she would have left long ago.

Earth was now the most dangerous place in the Nine Realms.

The Serpent Cul, and his Worthy, weren't people to be messed with.

"Two of the strongest people in the Avengers -- Thor, is lying there, and Hulk, has defected to the enemy."

Iron Man helplessly replied.

"The crisis came so suddenly that neither S.H.I.E.L.D. nor were the Avengers prepared for it."

In other words, he could also look for the X-Men or other superheroes for help.

But now, the world was in chaos, and fear was spreading.

For a while, it was difficult to contact people and consolidate the forces at hand.

Just to deal with Cul's Worthy and Nibelung's army of the dead had used up all of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers' energy.

"By the way, didn't the Sorcerer Supreme go to Asgard? Where is he?"

Iron Man suddenly remembered Luke, the Sorcerer Supreme, who had knocked down Juggernaut on his debut. He was a true savior of the world.

"The Sorcerer Supreme went back to the Kamar Taj first. He wants to open a portal and get the Nine Realms to join forces."

Loki shook her head. He had more important things to do and no time to pay attention to their side.

When the Nine-Realms alliance arrived in Midgard, Cul's army of the dead would be nothing to fear.

"That's no good."

Iron Man shook his head feebly.

Later, either face three Worthy and be smashed into tomato juice by them;

Or strategic retreat and fight again another day.

"I've charged up to 50%. I'll cover you while you take Thor away later."

"In Asgard's prophecy, the Sorcerer Supreme told us that only Thor can defeat the Serpent. He is the key!"

At the critical moment, Tony Stark lived up to the title of the superhero, showing extraordinary courage in the face of death.

This made Loki look up to the other party. She used to think that humans were both selfish and greedy, a race of creatures full of wickedness.

"I will tell Thor to remember you."

Loki patted Iron Man's shoulder. Usually, when faced with a strong enemy, the person who covered the back, protecting others, wouldn't end up well.

In the face of being surrounded by three Worthy, the probability of how this would end was chilling.

"Please ask him to tell Pepper, don't be too sad. She can symbolically miss me for a few years and then start a new life."

Iron Man took a deep breath and prepared himself for a courageous death.

As he was giving his last words, magical sparks cut through space, opening numerous portals.

Mystic masters in vintage robes appeared in Manhattan in droves.

They chanted spells and incantations in unison.

Then the space vibrated like a broken mirror.

The whole block seemed to have been cut off and became an independent world.

The streets folded up and down and connected with each other.

Tall buildings, like Lego bricks, were constantly moving and changing.

Like a kaleidoscope dimension!

A spectacular, bizarre sight to behold!

"It's the Sorcerer Supreme!"

Loki was the first to react.

Iron Man breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, he didn't have to die.

The Masters of the Mystic Arts from Kamar Taj was in order, on both sides, waiting for someone.

A few seconds later, the magic spark flickered on and off, and a tall and straight figure emerged from the portal.

It was Luke!

"Strange, I told you, there is no need to make such a big scene."

Luke, who had finished his business and arrived in Manhattan, spoke with slight dissatisfaction.

He had always been a low-key character and never paid attention to fame.

"Okay, I'll remember."

Strange glanced at the corner of Sorcerer Supreme's curled-up lips and understood the meaning.

'Keep it up. Next time, step it up!'

"What should we do with the three Worthy trapped in the Mirror Dimension?"

Strange touched his shiny forehead, consciously put on heavy armor, picked up a large sword, ready to rush up to a set of savage impact whirlwind chop.

"You're talking as if you have solved the problem."

Luke curled his lips.

The Hulk, the daughter of the Red Skull, and the guy who absorbed Uru metal...

Strange wouldn't be able to handle any one of these three, even if he picked one out at random.

"Today, you will see what it means to be a true melee master."

Luke said lightly, with the style of a man of high standing.

Sweeping around, his eyes fixed on the body of the Absorbing Man.

The opponent was unlucky enough to be the one closest to him, just in time to be used as a sandbag for practical teaching.

"By the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth!"

Luke directly used the super-order spell, Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth.

The originally celestial-like hard body suddenly swelled and elevated, filled with a sense of oppression.

Boom!

Superman drew out an afterimage!

Flying into mid-air, he came down from the sky and landed in front of the Absorbing Man.

The ground shook with dust, and the dark red cloak fluttered.

His size, at this time, was similar to his opponent, both over 3 meters tall, like small giants.

"Dest ..."

Without giving the Absorbing Man the chance to make a sound, Luke swung his fist and stuck straight out.

Boom--

Raging waves of air exploded in a continuous stream of vibrations.

The entire street seemed to be filled with a terrifying force, flooded with a destructive wave.

The buildings on either side looked like dominoes, falling down neatly.

Reinforced concrete collapsed and shattered, turning into a cloud of dust, blowing and floating.

The violent tremors, centered on Luke's area, continuously radiated in all directions.

The building collapsed like a mountain peak, tens of thousands of tons of construction debris pouring down.

All of Manhattan, like the center of an earthquake, continued to sink and crumble downward.

"Strange. You see, this is a melee master."

Luke threw the punch, and he didn't even look at it. He turned his head and walked away.

"You have a long way to go."

Strange was dumbfounded. Subconsciously, he looked down. Could his clenched fists punch through Manhattan?

Loki and Iron Man, who were watching the show, were even more shocked.

They flew high in the sky, looking down on the dusty, shattered city.

As for the target, Absorbing Man, they completely lost sight of him.

He had completely evaporated. Like a wisp of smoke, not even a body was left.

The only thing left where he stood was a square war hammer.

'That's Mjolnir!'

Luke went out of his way to spare Thor's beloved weapon.

"Is this the power of the Sorcerer Supreme?"

Iron Man finally regained his ability to think. 'Are wizards so violent these days?'

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With one punch, the Absorbing Man was blasted to pieces. Luke reached out to dust off the nonexistent dust on his battle suit.

The clouds and breeze were light, and the atmosphere was calm.

It was as if he just accidentally stepped on an ant when he was going out.

Iron Man, as well as the Worthy, which Thor had a difficult time dealing with, were so small in front of Superman.

"So strong!"

Although she had witnessed the Sorcerer Supreme and the God-King Odin's battle, Loki was still a little shocked.

The punch that sank Manhattan and killed the absorber in seconds...

Had a strong visual impact.

"Is the Sorcerer Supreme ... not from earth?"

Iron Man had doubts. He thought that the Sorcerer Supreme was from an alien planet.

After all, in his limited knowledge, the maximum limit of human strength was people as strong as the Hulk and Captain America.

The power of mutants was manifested in a variety of natural abilities.

Asgardians, on the other hand, exhibited stronger physical qualities and what was known as 'divine power'.

Someone like the Sorcerer Supreme, relying only on pure strength, highlighting their own formidability, was absolutely unique.

"You should ask him. I'm also curious to know whether mortal bodies can match gods."

There was a hint of surprise in Loki's eyes, remembering Odin's defeat.

She was even more in awe of Luke.

That was a God-King who had never faced a rival across the Nine Realms!

The best way for a strong man to make a name for himself was to defeat another strong man.

The Sorcerer Supreme used his actions to answer the question, 'who was the strongest in the Nine Realms?'

"Strange, do you understand? This is the path you will take in the future."

Luke lightly said so.

"Whether it's a demon from hell or a dimensional ruler from another dimension, as a melee master, there is no enemy that can't be solved with one punch."

"If there is, then swing again!"

Strange rubbed the shiny forehead, and a look of longing appeared in his eyes.

He decided that after returning to Kamar Taj, he would immediately triple the daily 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and other training programs.

As long as his training wasn't wasted, he would train to death!

'One day, I can be as strong as the Sorcerer Supreme and become a real powerhouse!'

With this in mind, Strange felt like he was pumped up and was instantly filled with fighting spirit.

"Are you all right?"

Luke, who had finished fooling around, went to Iron Man and Loki with a calm expression.

He accepted the look of awe in their eyes with open arms.

As everyone knew, Superman had always kept a low profile, and he wasn't a big fan of fame and fortune.

But if others were to offer their admiration, Luke wouldn't refuse.

Just as gold shines wherever it's found.

Similarly, ...

Superman's own excellence, placed in any parallel universe, was able to attract people's heartfelt admiration.

It was reasonable.

'I'm suffering from the charm that I shouldn't have at this age. '

Luke shook his head. The corners of his mouth curled up.

"I'm fine, but the thought of the cost of rebuilding Manhattan is a bit of a headache."

Iron Man looked at him and smiled bitterly. Looking at the bustling city that was almost leveled to the ground, the economic loss was simply an astronomical amount.

To be honest, as the number one 'sugar daddy' of S.H.I.E.L.D and the number one sponsor of the Avengers, Stark Industries had to spend an unimaginable amount of expenses every year.

No matter how rich he was, it was very difficult to finance every inch of land in Manhattan, and it was very expensive.

"Don't worry, this is the Mirror Dimension. As long as the spell is removed, everything will go back to its original form."

Luke wasn't a newcomer. Naturally, he knew that when superheroes fought, they were no different from a demolition crew.

Especially for Superman. It was common for him to smash several satellites and several buildings.

Fortunately, he had the Mirror Dimension, and he could go all out without restriction.

"The two Worthy disappeared ..."

Loki looked at the other areas. The Hulk, and the Red Skull's daughter, were about to approach...

However, they were suddenly surrounded and enveloped by an ethereal green flame, a force that tore through the Mirror Dimension and carried the two away.

The Hammer of Greithoth also disappeared.

"Cul can sense every Worthy. When he sensed that something was wrong, naturally, he would pull his minions back."

Luke smiled. He didn't stop them.

The final battle wasn't in New York but in Antarctica.

Cul's kingdom of fear was slowly rising there.

The other party only sent the Worthy to create chaos and extract the emotional energy of billions of living beings.

"The army of the Nine Realms are gradually gathering, and the stage has been set for Thor -- By the way, where's Thor?"

Luke didn't want to start another battle with an Allfather. After all, the Vishanti didn't offer to raise his salary either.

"There."

Loki looked slightly disgusted and pointed to a certain place covered by dirt.

Before Luke gave orders, Strange took the initiative to take everyone from Kamar Taj and started digging.

He was already a mature master.

Who knew how to share the worries of his boss.

"Is this really the man of destiny that Asgard predicted would kill the Serpent?"

Seeing the dusty-haired Thor being dug up, Luke was somewhat speechless. He couldn't help but feel doubtful.

'Did Odin deliberately spread some gossip and create momentum for his son's succession to the throne in the future?'

'How could he defeat an Allfather? Just by acting pretentious?'

'The Serpent was an existence that was at the same level as Odin. With the eight hammers of fear providing power, his strength shouldn't be underestimated.'

'Thor couldn't even beat a Worthy. How could he beat the God of Fear?'

'That prophecy seems to be watered down, no matter how you look at it.'

"To be honest, if I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe it."

Loki shook her head with a bitter smile and helplessly said so.

She went through Asgard's ancient collection of books to confirm the truth of this prophecy.

The three Norns said it themselves, and they would never lie.

But no matter how one looked at it, Thor couldn't be the son of prophecy, who was going to kill the Serpent and claim victory over the God of Fear.

In Loki's eyes, the Sorcerer Supreme standing in front of her...

Was more like a man who could stop the Serpent and save the world.

With his ability to defeat Odin, getting rid of the God of Fear wasn't a problem.

"Where's the other Thor?"

Luke glanced at Thor, who was unconscious and asked again.

The Thor of this universe was unreliable, but he still had the chubby version.

Loki shook her head, indicating that she hadn't seen the other one.

"Floating in outer space."

Iron Man's robotic arm projected an image transmitted by the satellite.

The chubby God of Thunder hit with a home run swing by the Hulk, smashing through the atmosphere, and floated along a suborbital path.

"Well, does Asgard have someone reliable or not?"

Luke couldn't say anything.

Odin was a cold-blooded butcher who intended to bomb the Earth and destroy the world.

His brother Cul, the Serpent, was even more ferocious.

As for the two Thors, in addition to both being sis-cons for Loki...

One was full of muscles, and the other was full of fat.

"How will this play out?"

Luke was full of doubts.

When the final battle arrived...

The Nine Realms allied forces vs. the army of the dead.

The Avengers would go against the Worthy.

If, in the end, Thor, the son of prophecy, was beaten half to death by the Serpent and sent to reunite with his father...

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for Asgard and the three Norns?

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After a moment of thought, Luke raised his hand to dismiss the Mirror Dimension.

The devastated, sunken, and collapsed Manhattan disappeared.

In its place, there was the still bustling metropolis, full of tall buildings.

Luke looked up, looked through the clouds, and found the chubby God of Thunder floating in outer space.

This satellite-like object was smashed by the Hulk's hammer and flew straight out of the atmosphere.

Fortunately, Asgardians were physically strong—especially Thor, who had the blood of the Aesir gods.

He was in a coma for a while, but his life wasn't in danger.

It was a relief to Luke that both Thors were the protagonist characters he had arranged for this script.

If he lost any one of them, the possibility of slashing down Cul would be drastically reduced.

'With such a brother, Loki must have had a difficult life. '

Luke sighed helplessly. He flew out of the atmosphere and brought the chubby Thor back to Earth.

After that, the two Thors were placed together, so Loki could give them a few heavy slaps.

She used physical means to help them regain their consciousness.

"Where's my hammer?"

At the moment the Thor of this universe opened his eyes, he asked for Mjolnir.

He exhaled a long sigh of relief, knowing that his beloved Mjolnir was safe and sound.

Then, covering his flushed face, he asked with a grin, "Why does it feel like I've been beaten up? "

What the fat God of Thunder did was different.

This Thor only had his sister in his heart.

After regaining consciousness, his first sentence was, "Loki, are you okay?"

This made the latter's heart flutter with emotions.

The round face also looked much more pleasant to her eyes.

As for the Thor of this universe, he was still thinking about the lost Mjolnir.

He didn't realize that his sister was being pried away.

'This world is too messy.'

Luke tried to sort out Asgard's family relationships but found them too complicated and tangled and had to give up.

"Sorcerer Supreme, what should we do next?"

Iron Man wasn't aware of the delicate relationship between Loki and the two Thors.

Looking at the block that the Worthy had destroyed before, a touch of worry appeared in Tony Stark's eyes.

Cul only sent his minions and the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. already had a difficult time.

When Asgard's God of Fear officially appeared and extended his claws to the world, what should the superheroes do to resist?

With this in mind, Iron Man couldn't help but look to the young Sorcerer Supreme.

Luke's strength was obvious to all, and along with Kamar Taj's overwhelming status...

It wasn't shameful to ask him for help.

"Get ready to fight, gentlemen."

"Cul's kingdom of fear is slowly rising in Antarctica. "

"When the gate of Nibelung opens, and the army of the dead would gather in the frigid ice fields."

"Thor and Loki have reached a temporary alliance with Jotunheim and Muspelheim."

"The army is gathering, and we will be launching an attack on the Serpent in two days."

"The fate of this planet is in your hands and mine..."

Luke's tone was flat, without the gravitas of an impassioned speech, but every word seemed to contain intense emotions.

The crowd's emotions were stirred, and their blood boiled.

"But, before that..."

Luke paused for a moment. Before the final battle, he had a surprise package for the Avengers.

"I need to build the best weapons and armor for the soldiers who will join this war."

...

...

In Asgard.

The Royal Palace of Valaskjalf.

Looking at the huge warehouse that was about to be emptied, the gatekeeper Heimdall looked distressed.

He thought that Thor was too generous. It was all the little bit of fortune that Odin had saved up.

Swords of the highest quality, enchanted armor, scepters and lances that emitted energy, instruments made of rare materials ...

These superb equipment made by the dwarf craftsmen themselves were all thrown into a huge furnace.

Asgard had become the military factory of Midgard.

The weapons and equipment were turned into a red-hot liquid, similar to magma, in the furnace and slowly injected into molds.

After that, the dwarves repeatedly forged and smelted it with their unique sense and finally formed it.

"Blessed by the power of Odin ... AK74?"

Inside the active volcano, Iron Man looked dumbfounded. 'Is this what the Sorcerer Supreme calls the best weapon?'

He thought it would be a legendary magic weapon, like Thor's Hammer or Gungnir.

Thor, wasn't going to use his hammer, but instead, carry an assault rifle? His momentum and style would be somewhat inconsistent.

"As an arms dealer, you wouldn't think that cold weapons were better than hot weapons, would you?"

Luke picked up a well-built magic version of the AK74 assault rifle and walked out into the wide-open area.

In front of Iron Man, he pointed at the target, pulled the trigger, and started shooting.

The bullets with the attributes of 'Holy Light', 'Armor Breaker' and 'Demon Repeller' instantly turned a roaring beast into minced meat.

It was so powerful and so effective that Tony Stark thought he was an expert.

"Later, call the Avengers. Equip them with two assault rifles each and an unlimited supply of ammunition."

Luke was quite satisfied. The dwarven craftsmen's forging skills were unique in the universe, and there were no problems with the new weapons.

"Cul has been sealed for thousands of years, and he doesn't know that times have changed."

"The key to deciding a battle is no longer the tactics of man, but the intensity of firepower."

"It's a shame we didn't have time. Otherwise, I would have let the dwarves meltdown Odin's Destroyer armor and get some enchanted tanks and artillery."

Iron Man's throat rolled twice. Thinking of his Mark's series battle suits facing the Worthy and passively beaten, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"Um... Master Sorcerer Supreme, do you think my iron armor can be enchanted?"

Tony Stark squirmed and said so.

As a talented, world-class scientist, he put aside his research and turned to seek the comfort of magic instead...

If this got out, it would be somewhat embarrassing.

After seeing the power of the AK74, Iron Man decided to throw away all the unnecessary worries in his mind.

Other people's comments would only last for a short while.

But the enhancements he would get after getting his items enchanted would give him long-lasting benefits.

"Ah, this ... is technically difficult, but it's not completely impossible."

Luke smacked his lips twice and slowly said so.

Previously, he had arranged for Stephen Strange to get an enchanted hot weapon in response to the Sorcerer Supreme battle.

Cul's army of the dead, who were undead, were difficult to kill in the true sense of the word.

Only with the blessing of Odin could they be completely resolved.

The King of the Gods was at the South Pole, imprisoned by Cul. He had no time to bless any weapons.

But with the Gungnir he left behind, Luke could barely replace the other and complete the task.

To Iron Man's question, the Sorcerer Supreme thought for a moment and replied, "It depends on whether you have the courage to do it."

"Excuse me, Stark men never lack courage."

Iron Man was full of confidence.

He wasn't even afraid of the Worthy, and he could also resist the hammers of fear. What else would scare him?

"That's good. I admire your confidence."

Luke smiled with satisfaction. He then pointed down to a steel furnace that was spewing huge amounts of heat.

"See that?"

Iron Man nodded, wondering why the Sorcerer Supreme brought this up.

"Jump in with your iron battle suit on."

Luke said seriously.

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"Jump in?"

Iron Man looked at the glowing furnace below and wondered if he had heard wrong.

Those hard, shiny metal weapons were thrown in as if they didn't cost money.

Then, in less than a moment, it would be melted into the hot molten iron and turned into a wisp of hot air.

If this was the care with iron and gold, then a flesh and blood body of a mortal that jumped in...

They would just evaporate, not even leaving a corpse.

"Is there a ... less dangerous way?"

Iron Man's mouth twitched as he took two steps back.

Although Mark's series of battle suits were designed to protect against cold, radiation, and high temperatures.

But if he entered the furnace below, even if his suit didn't melt, he would be baked to death.

"If you want to get stronger, you always have to pay the price, Tony. I believe you should be able to understand this equivalent exchange."

Luke said indifferently.

He didn't mean to embarrass Iron Man.

Well, Tony Stark, who was about to celebrate his 40th birthday, was still his godson.

As an old friend of Howard's, how could he make things difficult for Iron Man?

This request was made because, according to Odin, the only way to receive the blessing of the gods was to go through the baptism of fire and hold on to one's innermost beliefs.

Iron Man wanted to strengthen himself and upgrade his armor to an enchanted version.

Luke could only provide the method, and not much more.

"Then wait for me to write a will and arrange my own affairs."

Iron Man was chattering; it seemed to be a nagging problem.

"By the way, Sorcerer Supreme, remember to tell Pepper that I was burned to ashes to protect Earth instead of falling into a furnace."

He said the same things he prepared when he was about to face the Absorbing Man.

All this nonsense and rubbish talk was meant to help him overcome his inner fear.

"If you don't want to jump, there's absolutely no need to force it."

Luke waved his hand. Compared with Tony's fear in the Origin event...

With his active intervention, Captain Bucky was not sacrificed, and Odin didn't destroy the planet.

Moreover, Cul's eight hammers were incomplete.

Juggernaut's Hammer of Kuurth fell into his own hands.

Although it was restless and constantly struggling, wanting to return to its master's arms.

But it was in Luke's underworld, which was more independent than the Mirror Dimension.

Therefore, it couldn't be recalled no matter how hard Cul tried.

That meant that if the God of Fear wanted to break through to the Allfather level, his success rate was slim to none.

Secondly, a day later, the five armies of Jotunheim, Muspelheim, Midgard, Asgard, and Vanaheim ... gathered at the South Pole.

In terms of overall military strength, the Nine Realms weren't inferior to Cul's Nibelung army.

In addition, Luke had two Thors, which was an absolute advantage.

"In the coming battle, we don't need Iron Man to take the lead. Thor and Asgard are the main force."

Luke comforted him.

He was also worried that if Iron Man did die in an accident, meeting Howard would be awkward in the future.

"I have the courage and determination!"

Stark family men were all equally stubborn.

Iron Man took some time to record a video of his last words and uploaded it to Jarvis' storage space.

Then, with firm eyes, he jumped.

The melting furnace emitted a burst of heat that turned the interior red.

The busy dwarf craftsman watched Tony Stark's death with shocked eyes.

That's the kind of heat that could melt Uru metal!

"Well, it looks like the gods of Asgard are giving Iron Man a bit of respect, or is it me?"

Luke watched as Tony Stark plunged into the furnace, splashing a few drops of iron.

The terrible heat didn't melt Iron Man and his armor.

A few minutes later, he came out with a battle suit that looked as if it had been fully polished and waxed.

He appeared in front of Luke in a completely new look.

Like a replica of Odin's Destroyer armor, magical patterns were imprinted on the surface of the suit, ready to gather powerful energy and display an indestructible aura.

"How does it feel?"

Luke curiously asked.

He wasn't sure what the so-called 'blessing of the gods' was.

Presumably, it should be similar to Vishanti's blessing.

"Great! My mark series armor has never been as good as this!"

There was a hint of excitement in Iron Man's tone.

He had jumped in with the resolve of someone sure of his death.

But he didn't expect that after jumping into the furnace, he wouldn't get melted down by the furnace.

Instead, there was a mysterious force enveloping the red and gold iron battle suit.

It was as if someone was whispering in his ear or as if he had caught a glimpse of a few imposing silhouettes.

When Tony Stark's consciousness returned to his body...

He found himself in a battle suit that had undergone a dramatic change.

As if reborn from the ashes, a powerful feeling came over him.

"I think we can call the Avengers over and let them jump in."

Iron Man made a suggestion.

'The Avengers would be destroyed on their own, without the need for Cul's help.'

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched, seemingly speechless.

'Do you really think that anyone can get Asgard's "blessing of the gods" ?'

"Distribute the enchanted weapons, and ask the dwarves to make them even more powerful. Regardless of accuracy or stability, as long as they're powerful enough."

Luke was a true believer in the principles of 'more is beautiful, bigger is better, caliber is justice, and artillery is truth'. The assault rifle, of course, was a hand-held piece of artillery.

In the time that followed, the Avengers were all given their fair share of equipment, and Asgard's army was fully armed.

Kamar Taj's Masters of the Mystic Arts, led by Strange, had finally reached the Antarctic ice fields.

Hundreds of masters, wearing Sling Rings, carves out portals.

Sparks cut through the void, drawing out several huge portals.

Jotunheim, Muspelheim, Asgard, Vanaheim...

With the sound of trumpets, four armies emerged onto the cold and windy ice field.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The drums of war were beating, and the trumpets were blowing.

Finally, the Avengers, who belonged to the Midgard, followed the Sorcerer Supreme out of a portal.

As far as the eye can see, it resembled a dark cloud charging towards the magnificent palace standing on the ice.

"Oh, did you see that, Odin? Your son is here with help."

Cul, holding the ninth hammer of fear, stood at the highest point of the palace.

"I'm afraid you never imagined that Asgardians would one day be fighting alongside the Frost Giants of Jotunheim and Surtur's men, did you?"

Odin closed his eyes and said nothing.

These days, Cul humiliated and tortured himself in different ways.

It was as if he wanted to let out all the anger that had built up over the years.

The wounded God-King heard the rumbling sound and felt the thunderous power of Thor bursting forth -- how could there be two of them?

Odin opened his one-eye. He was pierced by the power of fear and tied to a cross as if he was crucified.

In the middle of his view, there was a huge dark cloud with no end in sight.

Asgard's golden legion was in the center, flanked by the deep blue Frost Giant and the red Flame Giants on both sides.

Vanaheim's army was followed by Kamar Taj's Masters of the Mystic Arts and the Avengers.

"Nibelung's army of the undead --"

Cul roared to the heavens, and the green flames of light burst forth.

As if releasing some kind of signal, a gloomy atmosphere emerged.

A rotting, old warship crashes through an iceberg, with bodies hanging from its sails.

A cold wind blew through, bringing out a pale, deadly air.

"My children --"

Cul, the Serpent, shouted again.

The Worthy, who were recalled, slowly walked out.

They led Nibelung's army of the undead and launched a charge.

Boom!

Like a torrent of steel clashing together, they set off a fierce wave of blood and flesh.

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