S.H.I.E.L.D. demonstrated their superior operational efficiency, clearing the area at top speed.
In response, the people who had been treating the place like a large open-air party cordially greeted the family members of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and expressed their absolute obedience to instructions.
"Attention all units, Duval has also arrived in your area. Damn it, is this a coincidence?"
"There's even worse news. We couldn't trace the strange rainbow from outer space, but we're certain it's closely related to that hammer."
"Comprehensive analysis suggests we should prepare ourselves. The Asgardians, who haven't contacted Earth for thousands of years, may be starting to take action again."
S.H.I.E.L.D. is an organization that possesses all sorts of bizarre information. No matter how outlandish the event, a comparison with the S.H.I.E.L.D. database can always turn up some clues.
"The legendary Asgardians? Thor's hammer?"
Coulson, rushing to the scene in a helicopter, was worried sick, fearing he might become the next Fury.
The appearance of the Rainbow Bridge and a weapon suspected to be Thor's hammer had attracted the attention of many interested parties.
S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't the only powerful organization on Earth. Similarly, S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't the only one with records of the various divine races.
As S.H.I.E.L.D. tried to establish a quarantine zone to surround Thor's hammer, more people tried to sabotage their efforts, preventing S.H.I.E.L.D. from controlling the situation.
When more and more people tried to lift Thor's hammer, but to no avail, everyone's interest was thoroughly piqued.
Perhaps... the hammer's owner really is that guy?
Amidst this chaos, Thor arrived, without chariots, without warhorses, without radiant light or dragons and tigers leaping. All he had were a pair of rapidly churning feet.
In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of countless people, both overt and covert, Thor regained his arrogance, laughing loudly as he punched and knocked down countless agents.
"Mjolnir, my hammer!"
Even without his divine power, this blond giant was unbelievably strong, beating the well-trained agents more easily than beating children.
Considering that the average Asgardian's physique is three times that of an ordinary Earthling, Thor, as the Son of Odin and of God-King blood, was even more formidable. With just ordinary punches and kicks, he could beat up a whole bunch of superheroes.
The huge base, with its many well-trained agents, couldn't stop Thor alone, and a large number of them fell.
"Is that guy Thor? Such reckless behavior, such an arrogant attitude, it's hard to believe he's a god who's lived for at least a thousand years."
Coulson arrived at the scene, assessing the Son of Odin's performance.
Apart from being good at fighting, with his fighting skills maxed out, he couldn't find anything particularly special about him.
Could he only let him approach Thor's hammer? It seemed a bit of a pity. They had finally had the opportunity to study a mythical weapon, and the secret of why Thor's hammer couldn't be lifted by outsiders hadn't been figured out yet.
"Sir, he's already broken through the second line of defense. What should we do?" Hawkeye, the super agent in charge of guarding the area, quietly drew his bow and aimed at Thor, awaiting Coulson's orders.
Coulson hesitated, about to speak.
"Something else has broken in, and it's moving very fast!" an agent in charge of adjusting the monitors shouted.
The others hurriedly looked at the camera, their faces changing drastically.
They saw that the new intruder was a big guy, extremely burly. After grabbing an agent, it used only a single, elongated tentacle to instantly absorb the person completely.
"A Xenomorph?"
"It's a Deviant! And a very powerful one!"
Coulson took a deep breath, his heart sinking to the bottom: "Why is this thing here? It should be hundreds of kilometers away, being chased by the Brotherhood!"
For a moment, Coulson suspected it was a trap, but he quickly dismissed the thought, believing that either it was an accident, and the Deviant happened to pass by, or it was attracted by Thor's arrival on Earth and had come specifically.
The images from the camera proved it was the latter.
This extremely strong Deviant, running at high speed on two legs, completely ignored Thor's hammer and charged straight towards the other end of the camp, towards Thor's location.
Along the way, everyone who tried to stop it was instantly absorbed, leaving nothing behind, not even bones. This exaggerated absorption ability made Coulson's eyelids twitch wildly, utterly horrified.
"What exactly did Magneto feed this thing to make it so powerful in such a short time?!" Coulson was furious and alarmed. This was no longer a monster they could handle.
He decisively called for backup.
Fury, after receiving the news, was silent for a long time, finally saying in a deep voice: "Dispatching agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. won't be fast enough. That Deviant will kill Thor first."
"If Thor dies, we'll all be in big trouble. Who knows what the situation is in Asgard now, or what God-King Odin's attitude will be?" Coulson said grimly.
The thought of such a consequence made his heart race. At that time, he was afraid that the entire Earth would have to bear Odin's wrath.
Thor was completely unaware of this. His face was full of ecstasy as he focused all his attention on his hammer.
"Hahaha, I've found you, old buddy!"
The thousand-year-old Thor was still a young man. His voice was strong, and he trembled with excitement, rushing towards his hammer with incomparable joy.
As long as he had a few more seconds to reach the hammer, reach out, grab it, and pick it up, he would regain his divine power and return to Asgard! He didn't want to stay in this damn Midgard for even a second! But these ten meters were like a natural chasm, because the Deviants had also arrived, tearing through the barrier and rushing in front of Thor.
"What is that?"
Thor stopped, his hair standing on end, and his powerful combat intuition sounded the alarm.
Very strong. This black humanoid creature blocking his way was very strong, at least not someone he could easily deal with without his divine power!
"Get out of the way, I don't care what you are, anyone who blocks the God of Thunder will die!" A trace of violence flashed in Thor's eyes. He was not someone with a good temper. If he could kill someone, he would never waste a word.
In the past few hundred years of war, even when he persuaded the enemy to surrender, he only asked a short question. If they didn't agree, he would smash the enemy's head with a hammer, and there would be no second word of nonsense.
Thor assumed that the guy in front of him was blocking him from retrieving his hammer.
Another fool coveting the power of the gods, Thor thought, as long as he bypassed this guy and picked up the hammer...
And then there was no then.
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