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"How is this possible?"
Watching the Frost Giants collapse in droves, Loki couldn't help but gasp.
He never expected that Kul, who had been defeated and sealed in Midgard by Odin for so many years, would still possess such overwhelming power.
If this battle continued, even if all the Frost Giant warriors joined in, they would still be no match for Kul.
"Loki, have your Frost Giants deal with the corrupted mortals and the Worthy first. Once they're taken care of, we can face Kul together!"
Thor unleashed another burst of lightning, forcing back two of the Worthy, and shouted toward Loki.
Loki gritted his teeth at Thor's words.
"I already thought of that! I don't need you to tell me!"
Although he hated following Thor's strategy, the current situation left him with no other choice. If he didn't want to retreat to Jotunheim in disgrace, he had to go along with it.
However, this was far from the grand, victorious scene he had envisioned.
With a wave of his hand, he recalled the Frost Giants who had been throwing themselves at Kul in vain, redirecting them to assist Asgard's forces. Meanwhile, he and the Enchantress, Lorelei, charged toward Thor.
"Leave this to us. You go deal with Kul."
Loki had originally planned to let the Frost Giant soldiers swarm Kul, while he and Lorelei waited for an opportunity to strike when Kul was distracted.
But Kul was far too strong. That strategy was no longer viable.
Loki had no choice but to alter the plan—let Thor take the lead instead.
He didn't believe Thor could defeat Kul, but at the very least, his thick-skinned brother could wear Kul down a little. If he could injure Kul, even better. That would give Loki the perfect opening.
If the power gap proved insurmountable, then so be it—he would simply retreat to Jotunheim with his forces.
He wasn't foolish like Thor. He had no intention of risking his life for mere mortals.
"For the glory of Asgard!"
Seeing that Loki and Lorelei had each restrained a Worthy—one with illusions, the other with enchantments—Thor wasted no time. He spun Mjolnir in his hand, let out a furious roar, and charged straight at Kul.
"You? Against me?"
As the battle raged on, the fear Kul absorbed grew stronger, amplifying his power even further.
Seeing Thor swing his hammer at him, Kul didn't even bother using his battle axe. Instead, he calmly extended his left hand and caught Mjolnir effortlessly.
Then, with a sneer of contempt, he clenched his fist—shattering the hammer into pieces.
"Impossible!"
Thor's eyes widened in disbelief as his weapon was crushed before his very eyes.
In that moment of shock, Kul delivered a devastating kick, sending Thor sprawling onto the ground before pinning him underfoot.
"You're too weak. Even wielding your sister's hammer, you can't bring out its true power.
Strange… Why didn't Odin send Hela instead?"
"Retreat!"
Loki wasted no time. The moment he saw what happened, he immediately abandoned the fight, rallying the Frost Giants to withdraw to Jotunheim.
This wasn't just a disadvantageous battle—it was a massacre. Staying would be nothing short of suicide.
"Super Magic: Fairy Law!"
Just as Loki gave the order to retreat, a massive magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky.
A pillar of light descended from above, engulfing the entire battlefield.
When the radiance faded, all the corrupted Hydra soldiers collapsed instantly, while the eight Worthy coughed up blood—clearly suffering serious injuries.
Kul stepped away from Thor, his entire body now enveloped in divine power. His expression was tense as he looked toward the sky and shouted,
"Who's there?"
"You can call me George."
Bathed in a radiant, holy light, George descended slowly, his wings flapping gently. At the same time, he released Wolverine, Captain America, and several other teachers from the academy.
The moment he saw Kul crush Mjolnir with his bare hands, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
If this battle dragged on, Kul's power would continue to grow, making him even harder to defeat.
So, instead of holding back, he made his entrance with a large-scale attack—casting an advanced magic spell right from the start.
Fairy Law had a unique effect: it only targeted those whom the caster recognized as enemies. That meant Thor and the others, despite being within its range, remained unharmed.
More importantly, the spell's dramatic effect inspired confidence.
In an instant, it wiped out all the low-level enemies, severely injured the eight Worthy, and even brought reinforcements. This overwhelming display not only reignited the morale of the desperate warriors on the battlefield but also sent shockwaves through audiences watching on television.
As a result, fear in the hearts of the people drastically diminished.
Kul had been growing stronger by feeding on that fear. Now, with the people regaining their courage, his power would inevitably weaken.
The divine radiance George exuded, outshining even Thor and Loki, was no coincidence—it was deliberate.
He wasn't the type to flaunt his power unnecessarily, but in this situation, theatrics were necessary.
"George!"
Sure enough, when everyone saw George arriving with Captain America and the others, a collective sigh of relief spread across the battlefield.
The true savior had arrived.
"That guy just keeps getting scarier..."
Recalling the beating he had suffered at George's hands before, Loki instinctively took a step back, positioning himself behind Lorelei.
"Restore to its original state!"
With a wave of his hand, George cast a repair spell on the shattered Mjolnir. Time reversed, and in the blink of an eye, the hammer reassembled, returning to its pristine form.
"You all handle the eight Worthy. This one... I'll take care of myself."
"George, be careful. His strength is terrifying!"
Thor nodded, gripping Mjolnir tightly before charging off with the others to engage the eight Worthy.
Kul, now visibly wary, locked eyes with George.
"A sorcerer of Midgard, huh?
Tell your so-called Supreme One, Agamotto, that I have no intention of annihilating mortals. I'm simply gathering strength to reclaim my place in Asgard.
This is a war among gods—a conflict of divine realms. You have no business interfering."
The sorcerers of Midgard, the guardians of the Time Stone—these people were notoriously troublesome, and none more so than Agamotto himself.
Even back when Kul's father, Borr, still ruled, he had treated Agamotto with caution.
That was why Kul had planned only to create chaos in Washington, amass enough fear to strengthen himself, and then leave. He had never intended to systematically destroy every city in Midgard.
George's eyes flickered with cunning at Kul's words. He did not deny being a sorcerer of Kamar-Taj. Instead, he played along, using Agamotto's name to his advantage.
"Agamotto is no longer the Supreme Sorcerer—he is now the Grand Elder.
The current Supreme Sorcerer of Kamar-Taj is the Ancient One—my master.
Your actions have already caused the deaths of countless humans. As a representative of Kamar-Taj, I am here to place you under arrest.
Both the Grand Elder and the Supreme Sorcerer are monitoring this battle.
I suggest you don't make this any harder for yourself."
The Ancient One had once told George that Kul's greatest weakness was fear.
If people stopped fearing him, his power would wane.
And if he started to feel fear, his strength would plummet.
Now, George was using that very knowledge against him—posing as a Kamar-Taj sorcerer and dropping just the right words to shake Kul's confidence.
(End of Chapter.)