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"I won't let you insult the All-Father!"
With an enraged roar, Thor swung Mjolnir, summoning a massive storm of lightning that briefly held back the two Heavenly Hammer Lords. Then, without hesitation, he hurled his hammer straight at Kull.
However, Kull merely narrowed his glowing eyes, and with a single burst of divine energy, he sent Thor flying.
"Your father is nothing more than a usurper. I am the true All-Father—the rightful ruler of Asgard!"
"Thor! Are you alright?"
Just then, Tony Stark, clad in his golden Legendary Armor, soared in from the distance, catching the battered Thor midair.
He had seen the chaos unfolding in Washington on television and had rushed over as quickly as he could.
"I'm fine. This kind of injury is nothing to me."
Thor got back on his feet, the wound on his chest from Kull's divine energy already beginning to heal.
Tony turned his gaze toward Kull and scoffed:
"I gotta say, you've got the kind of face that just begs for a punch. Didn't your dad ever teach you about manners?"
"Actually, his father is my grandfather. He's my uncle."
Thor helpfully chimed in.
Tony blinked in surprise.
"What is it with your family? First your crazy little brother, and now your deranged uncle?"
"Loki was adopted, and this… this was just an unfortunate accident."
Thor sighed as he saw the Heavenly Hammer Lords regrouping around them.
"Forget it. This isn't the time for a family history lesson. We need to focus on taking them down."
"One each, then."
Tony's arm shifted, deploying sharp Uru-metal claws, while a powerful Asgardian energy cannon extended from his back.
But before he could attack, a furious voice rang out from the distance:
"Tony Stark! You damned bastard! I'm here to repay the humiliation you inflicted on me—a hundredfold!"
From afar, flames erupted as Aldrich Killian, wielding a massive crimson warhammer, abandoned his fight with the Asgardian soldiers and charged toward Tony in a rage.
"Wait, do we have some kind of deep personal vendetta? Because I swear I don't even know you!"
As Killian lunged at him, Tony had no choice but to meet him head-on, leaving Thor once again to fight two opponents at once.
Even though Tony's arrival had relieved some of the pressure by drawing away one of the Heavenly Hammer Lords, the battlefield still favored Kull's forces.
Four of the remaining Heavenly Hammer Lords remained completely unchallenged, pushing the Asgardian army further into retreat.
Just when it seemed like things couldn't get any worse, a strange-looking spaceship suddenly appeared above the battlefield.
A figure clad in a Black Panther suit leaped down from the ship, accompanied by a group of fierce, spear-wielding, bald female warriors.
Their target? The Heavenly Hammer Lord wielding a black hammer—who was also wearing a Black Panther suit.
"Father! Please, wake up!"
It was none other than T'Chaka, the former Black Panther, who had been corrupted after obtaining Kull's black divine hammer.
His son, T'Challa, had arrived with the Dora Milaje, determined to free his father from Kull's control.
With the Black Panther warriors joining the fray, another Heavenly Hammer Lord was occupied, finally stabilizing the battlefield—if only slightly.
But the real danger remained: Kull himself had yet to make a move.
"A bunch of worthless mortals... Very well, let me bestow upon you a taste of true power."
Watching the Hydra soldiers struggle against the Asgardian forces—only holding their ground thanks to the Heavenly Hammer Lords—Kull frowned slightly. Then, he waved his scepter, releasing a portion of his Fear Energy into them.
The Hydra soldiers let out horrific screams as their faces twisted in agony. Their bodies swelled and contorted, their skin growing thick scales, their muscles bulging with monstrous strength.
Balance was instantly shattered once more. The Asgardian army began to collapse under the overwhelming force of Kull's mutated warriors.
"It's time to move."
Hidden high above the battlefield, George observed the situation. He knew the moment had come. It was time to intervene.
But just as he was about to act, he hesitated.
And then, he stopped.
"Why is this guy here?"
At that moment, a magical rift suddenly tore open in the battlefield. Stepping out from the shimmering portal was Loki, crowned and smug, accompanied by a strikingly alluring woman.
Behind them, towering Frost Giant warriors emerged one after another, their sheer size casting long shadows across the war-torn ground.
"Hahaha! Tremble, you pathetic mortals! Your savior has arrived!"
"Loki?"
Thor, caught off guard by his brother's dramatic entrance, hesitated for just a moment—long enough for the two Heavenly Hammer Lords to seize the opportunity and pummel him relentlessly.
"My dear brother, surprised to see me?" Loki smirked. "I broke out of prison, traveled to Jotunheim, and claimed dominion over the Frost Giants.
"From this day forward, I will make Father see that I am his most valuable son!"
Striking a confident pose, Loki pointed at Kull with one hand, the other resting on his hip.
"My brave warriors! Go forth and bring me that fool's head!"
After his last scheme failed, Loki had been imprisoned in Asgard, where he encountered the Enchantress, Lorelei. The two quickly formed an alliance—her power of seduction and his talent for deception made them a formidable duo. Together, they manipulated and hypnotized the guards, slipping out of prison undetected.
Since Odin still reigned over Asgard, they dared not make a move there. Instead, they set their sights on Jotunheim.
The Frost Giants were already in turmoil following the death of their king, Laufey, providing Loki the perfect opportunity to strike.
With his natural claim to the Frost Giant throne and a combination of cunning schemes and Lorelei's enchantments, Loki quickly seized power.
Thor, in his previous visit to Jotunheim, had foolishly believed he was the one who quelled the chaos. In reality, Loki had already established his rule from the shadows.
Yet, despite gaining control, Loki had no interest in leading the Frost Giants in an attack on Asgard.
For one, he knew challenging Odin directly would be suicide. More importantly, he had realized something during his time in prison—if Odin wanted him to be the Frost Giant King, then he would be the Frost Giant King.
And he would prove that he was better than Odin had ever given him credit for.
So when Loki heard of Kull's escape, he gathered his Frost Giant army and used a hidden portal to Earth.
He was going to be the savior. He would outshine Thor, and he would make the mortals worship him.
Hidden in the sky, George watched Loki spread his arms wide, striking an extravagant pose. He couldn't help but twitch his lips in amusement.
"This guy… He really is the definition of a flamboyant, over-the-top drama king."
Kull, standing on the battlefield, narrowed his eyes as the massive wave of Frost Giants charged toward him.
"Jotunheim's Frost Giants… joining forces with Asgard?"
Back when he was sealed away, the Frost Giants and Asgard had been bitter enemies.
But soon, his look of confusion faded into scorn.
"Hmph. Laufey isn't here. You really think you can stop me?"
His grip tightened on his scepter, which suddenly morphed into a massive, long-handled battle axe.
With a single-handed swing, he unleashed a devastating arc of divine power.
Dozens of Frost Giants—each towering several stories tall—were instantly cleaved in half, their massive bodies crumbling to the ground like freshly cut wheat.
In just a handful of swings, nearly a third of Loki's Frost Giant army had been obliterated.
If Laufey had been here wielding the Casket of Ancient Winters, Kull might have felt the need to be cautious.
But these ordinary Frost Giants?
They were no stronger than ants in his eyes.
(End of Chapter)