Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"You said you were from Asgard?"

Agent Sylvet sat in front of Saul, who had just woken up from a coma. The Kryptonian’s fist was hard, at least harder than most of the aliens Saul had seen, and Saul himself was in a weak period. The result of the fat beating was that the alien prince threw himself on the street gorgeously and slept for 4 hours.

And his companion also failed to escape the fate of being hunted down, but S.H.I.E.L.D. respects intellectuals, so Ms. Jane was placed in a small cubicle next to her and was guarded by several female agents. During this period, Jane's colleagues They were also "invited" to the base, and seeing the heavily armed soldiers and agents around them, even Daisy, a heartless and crazy girl, could only sit obediently on a chair and dare not say too much.

"Who are you?"

Sol is still a little dizzy. Natural sleep and being knocked out are two different experiences. At least for now, Sol's neck is still twitching and hurting, and his hands are tied with special handcuffs. Can't break free.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. Level 8 Agent, Sylvester."

The bald agent said politely: "You have claimed to be the prince of Asgard more than once in the town, Thor, the legendary Thor?"

"I am Thor!"

Being tied up again made the alien prince very unhappy. He waved the handcuffs in his hand and said loudly: "Even if I was exiled, I should not be treated like this! I repeat, the people of Midgard Are they all barbarians? Is this how you treat a nobleman from God’s Domain?"

"For the sake of the 17 agents who were knocked down by you, I think it's already a preferential treatment for us to treat you like this!"

Agent Patton who was standing beside Sylvet responded coldly:

"The mildest of them all need to lie in the hospital for 2 months. I also want to know, in your Asgard culture, is this what noble people say and do?"

"That's because you robbed me! Midgard people!"

Sol yelled without fear: "You are trying to take Mjolnir for yourself, it belongs to me! Take other people's things without telling the original owner, this behavior is in Midgard What is it called in your culture? Isn’t it a thief?”

"Okay! This kind of quarrel is meaningless!"

The golden portal opened in this camp, and Strange and former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson strode into it. He loudly stopped the quarrel between Thor and the agents. He looked at Sol , whispered:

"If you think you can use this method to prove your identity! Saul, then I will give you this opportunity on behalf of Karma Taj!"

"and who are you?"

Sol frowned, looking at the disappearing magic circle behind Strange, he said in a low voice, "When did Midgard have someone like you, magician? Or are you the overbearing Disciple of the Supreme Master?"

"Didn't your father teach you to be in awe of great power?"

Strange glanced at Sol, and he turned to look at Sylvester: "Untie him and take him to Thor's Hammer!"

"But Mage, this man is dangerous! We cannot determine his identity."

The bald agent glanced at Coulson behind Doctor Strange, and he said hesitantly: "He has obviously received top-level fighting training, and I suspect that he has also undergone some kind of special alien biological experiment. His strength is normal. Three times that of humans, super strong physique, seven times the density of our bones, and even blood components are different from people on earth!"

"But even that is far from the Kryptonian warrior's stats, isn't it? Compared to the Kryptonians, this Asgardian is no threat."

Coulson pushed his glasses, glanced at the Kryptonian warrior beside Sylvester, and said in a low voice:

"Sylvert, I am here on behalf of another force. You should be very clear about who gave you the news about the Warhammer. This is the goodwill of the Devil Gang, and we can guarantee that there will be no problems with this attempt! I also I think you also want to find out the identity of this person, as he said, if he is a noble alien prince, then your attitude towards him will undergo a big change."

The bald agent is a bit of a headache. As Coulson said, there is indeed a big difference between the ordinary aliens and the alien princes treated by the earth civilization. At least one prince cannot be tortured to extract a confession.

Moreover, Fury had told him not to conflict with the Devil Gang on these matters unless necessary, so he thought for a while, and decided to follow what Strange said.

"Then, if you say you are Thor, prove it to us!"

Sylvester stepped forward and opened Sol's handcuffs. The latter snorted unceremoniously. He rubbed his wrists and looked at the silent Kryptonian warrior Hubert in the corner. He said loudly :

"Dude, your fists are strong! When I get my strength back, I'll fight you again! You'll be a good opponent!"

The samurai Hubert, who was frantically studying the civilization of the earth, held a special encyclopedia, read it, and said without raising his head:

"Anytime!"

Under the guidance of Agent Patton, Sol strode out of the lounge. After seeing Jane, Daisy and Eric in the next room, Sol's expression became rude again:

"How dare you treat my friends like this! They have nothing to do with this! Let them go!"

Agent Silver and Agent Patton looked at each other, the latter nodded, Patton stepped forward and unlocked the room, Jane was the first to walk out of the room, she pulled Sol by the shoulder, and looked around in horror people, she asked in a low voice:

"Saul, they didn't abuse you, did they?"

"No, don't worry! Jane, they are not my opponents!"

Sol noticed the undisguised worry on Jane's face, which made the troubled prince feel much better. He patted Jane's shoulder gently, and said in her ear:

"You take Eric and Daisy back there first, after I prove my identity, I will find you!"

"kindness."

Jane looked at Saul who left with the agents, while Daisy and the agents around him yelled: "Return our instruments and data, you robbers! These are related to my 6 credits!"

Dr. Eric was mature and prudent. He had heard of SHIELD's work style. He patted the shoulders of the two girls and said in a low voice:

"Let's go, we can't be a burden to Sol, let's leave here first."

On the other side, Strange called the mages stationed in the Sanctuary of New York, and seven mages formed an energy defense circle around Thor's Hammer, so as not to damage the surrounding area when the hammer was activated. For ordinary people, such an arrangement is very necessary for an artifact. A large part of the ancient legends are based on the exaggerated descriptions of the predecessors, but only in the aspect of the artifact, their records are not bad. precise.

According to Kama Taj's records, when Thor's Hammer is wielded by Odin, the lightning summoned can easily flood a city and pulverize any creature in it. This kind of power must be guarded against.

"alright."

Strange inserted the last magic gemstone into the ground, clapped his hands, and said to Thor:

"Go, Your Highness, let us see your majesty."

There was a bit of teasing in the voice, but Thor didn't take it seriously, he just looked at the warhammer in front of him silently, he had swung it countless times and smashed the heads of countless creatures with it, but now, in In this strange world, he needs to use his own weapons to prove his identity.

This dilemma made Thor couldn't help thinking, if the honorable title of Thor was stripped away, if he was not the noble prince of Asgard, if he was just an ordinary person, would all this still happen? ? And when he was a prince, what kind of threat would the things he did in a flash of his mind pose to ordinary people?

People, only when they are in trouble, only when their heads are bleeding, will they review themselves. This point, even the legendary gods are not exempt.

Under the watchful eyes of representatives from S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Devil Gang, Thor stepped forward. He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and held the handle of the warhammer. At this moment, Fitz, who had been monitoring the energy fluctuations, The doctor said aloud:

"Energy fluctuations intensify, pay attention to the sky, there are dark clouds! Check the density of the atmosphere! Quick!"

"The energy fluctuations are still increasing! Damn! This is completely unscientific!"

Thor felt the cold touch in his palm, which was exactly the feeling he had held the hammer countless times. He lifted the hammer up, just like he had done countless times, but this time, the hammer didn't move at all.

Even if a flash of yellow flickered across the hammer face, even if the power belonging to Thor was entrenched in the sky, forming a cloudy storm with visible granulation, it still... remained motionless.

"No! It shouldn't be like this!"

Thor muttered to himself, and put his other hand on the handle of the warhammer. He tried desperately to lift the warhammer, but this time, he also failed.

He knelt down on the spot in despair. He looked at the warhammer in front of him. The cold metal soaked into the heart. This warhammer was the only way for him to prove his identity and the only way for him to return to Asgard. Now, this The door was closed.

"Ahh! No!!"

He roared angrily, his voice was full of despair and loss. At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate, and the heavy rain fell instantly, drenching everyone present.

Sol's roaring posture in the rain was full of depression and loss, and Agent Button couldn't help but say:

"Oh, now I'm starting to believe his words, but he failed, he's not Thor."

"Actually, he is!"

A gleam flashed in Doctor Strange's eyes, and the agent behind him held an umbrella for him, but he declined:

"Except for him, no one can make Thor's Hammer appear in such an abnormal state. The energy fluctuations just now are so conspicuous. I can be sure that he is Thor. But now, he can't lift the hammer anymore. But that doesn't change who he is, he's a real alien prince."

Coulson released and retracted the flames all over his body, and his wet clothes were dried instantly. He said leisurely to the ugly-looking Agent Sylvet:

"It seems that you are going to prepare an apology gift for the troubled prince."

After Saul failed, he fell into a very bad state of self-denial, allowing the agents to hold his arms and drag him back to the lounge. The others did not stay in the rainstorm for too long, but in the end Unexpected visitors always arrive at the most unexpected moment. When everyone returned to the base and the whole base was quiet, even Strange, who was most sensitive to energy fluctuations, didn't notice, a figure appeared in the outside the base.

He was wearing a well-fitting dress, holding a blue cane in his hand, stretched out his hands to straighten the scarves on both sides of his clothes, and walked forward in the rain. The raindrops passed through his body without causing any harm to this elegant man. Trouble, and those loyal agents and soldiers didn't seem to see him at all, allowing him to walk slowly into the deepest part of the base.

He stood in front of Mjolnir, he looked at the black hammer, and finally, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the hammer.

"Did you feel it? Can you read the oracle engraved on this weapon by your nominal father? Do you need me to read it for you?"

The low and teasing voice sounded in this elegant man's ears: "You really think that he treats you and your brother equally, he exiled Sol, you really naively think that you have a chance ...Hahahaha, Loki, you are so innocent and cute, he will never tell you this kind of core secret, because he doesn't trust you, you and I both know why... Loki, you are just a living Poor kid in a lie, you try to be Saul, but you'll never be him!"

"Shut up!"

The God of Lies and Tricks gritted his teeth and spit out two words. The voice didn't seem to be angry, on the contrary, he had a hint of joy:

"Your anger is just the pain of your incompetence. They lie to you, but do you still treat them with sincerity? Are you willing to be a good baby or a real fraudster?"

A yellow ray of light flowed on the surface of the warhammer. Loki's power was nothing compared to Odin, but just as he was trying to erase the divine words, a wave of power rushed into his body, and the divine words instantly disappeared. One-third was erased, as if it had never appeared.

"It's really well done, this is what a fraudster should look like..."