Chapter 1030 - A God! I am the God of Thunder!
Chapter 1030: A God! I am the God of Thunder!
Dr. Jane was stunned. She muttered subconsciously, “O! M! G!”
Darcy, who was leaning out from behind a large rock in the distance, and Dr. Selvig, who was trying to climb out of some pit, saw what happened, and were equally stunned.
Only Darcy muttered, “Is Meowmeow Hammer really that awesome?”
Luke was relieved to see the dramatic change in Thor.
Fortunately, Thor’s father still favored his son!
After this experience, Thor was “revived” on the spot.
Loki could only be the little brother for the rest of his life.
Ducking behind a mound, Luke put the Barrett back into his storage space and started watching the show.
At first, it was the little brother who beat up the older brother. Now, it was the traditional family drama where the older brother would beat up the little brother.
Luke, the Warriors Three and Sif weren’t important; they were just extras responsible for shouting, “Thor, awesome!”
Of course, Luke wouldn’t shout, because he wasn’t a side character.
Loki was only stunned for a moment, before he came back to himself. He subconsciously manipulated the Destroyer to attack.
As soon as the Destroyer’s visor opened, the yellow light inside began to glow. Suddenly, it sputtered a few times, before it was cut off, like an engine.
F*ck you! Loki cursed inwardly as the Destroyer ran at Thor.
Thor’s raised hand swung down suddenly in a vicious throw, and the hammer in his hand disappeared.
Duang!
Just like when Thor had been hit earlier, the entire head of the practically invincible Destroyer was jerked around 180 degrees and his huge body flew hundreds of meters away.
Thor was no longer depressed.
Hammer in hand, the feeling of power rose unbidden.
This was a great treasure that had accompanied him in crushing countless enemies. As long as he picked it up, he had nothing to fear.
The Destroyer? Hehe, unless Thor’s father, Odin, personally controlled it, it was nothing.
He raised his hand and opened it. Mjölnir, which had smashed fiercely into the Destroyer, stopped and immediately returned to his hand.
He grabbed the handle of the hammer and spun it like a propeller.
Thor flew toward the Destroyer.
The wind howled, lightning struck, and thunder rumbled.
He, who had become the God of Thunder again, charged at the Destroyer with a terrifying aura.
He had already discovered that the Destroyer wasn’t in the best of shape at the moment.
Someone like him, who had led the Asgardian army in battle for thousands of years, didn’t hesitate as he firmly seized this opportunity.
In Asgard, on the other hand, Loki had a dark expression on his face.
His idiot brother had been revived and was in peak condition, but the Destroyer he was manipulating was only half-operational. How was it supposed to fight?
Unfortunately, it wasn’t up to him to decide whether to fight or not.
The Destroyer had no more light beam, and Thor was no longer under any restrictions. In less than ten seconds, he had dealt the final blow, as his body turned in the air and he launched downward. The spinning Mjölnir hammer in front of him smashed down on the Destroyer like a cannonball.
Loki, who was sitting on the throne, subconsciously closed his eyes and turned his head. Then, he felt his connection with the Destroyer break.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
The Destroyer was a powerful treasure that could be controlled remotely and wouldn’t leak secrets. His heart ached at losing it.
However, his brother obviously wouldn’t feel sorry for this old thing that had been left in the treasure vault for many years.
Sitting on the throne, he pondered for a long while with a gloomy expression. Finally, he made up his mind, and decided to start that plan.
Thor? Hehe, just play with mud on Earth.
Without the Bifrost, it would be difficult for Thor and those four annoying people to return to Asgard, which worked out well for Loki’s plan.
With that in mind, Loki rose and quickly left the palace.
He would let Laufey into Asgard! Well, he also had to throw Heimdall into a secret prison to prevent that guy from leaking secrets.
…
Luke remained silent.
He quietly watched a certain heir put on a show.
The process: Thor was revived on the spot, Thor’s special sound, light, and CG effects made an appearance, Thor let loose, and Thor took down the Destroyer in seconds.
The entire thing took less than a minute.
But in those few seconds, Luke had gained a good understanding of this MVP of the Avengers.
Especially with the Destroyer as a comparison, Luke could sense the difference between him and the other party even more.
He had fought the Destroyer, and so had the Warriors Three and Sif.
Hence, it wasn’t difficult to come to a conclusion about Thor, who had taken down the Destroyer as soon as he opened his eyes.
There was no comparison.
However, Luke didn’t feel any negative emotions; he wouldn’t feel inferior or weak.
Even if he had the system, he had only been holding onto the thigh of this godfather for a year and a half. How could he compare?
Thor had hugged his own father’s thigh before he was even born; he was a super thousand-year-old heir.
If Luke could work diligently to harvest credit and experience points for more than a thousand years, he would also be as strong, or even stronger than Thor.
Therefore, there was no need for envy, much less hate.
All he needed was time.
As long as he had eight to ten years, he would be able to walk his own path of power.
While Luke was thinking these things, Thor had finished his work and was pulling his girlfriend Jane out of the grass pile.
He felt awkward about this little accident.
He could only be thankful that Dr. Jane had fallen into the grass and not the cow manure next to it.
Otherwise, Thor doesn’t know if he could still have her in the future.
But there were tactless people everywhere, and in a story, they usually appeared at the end.
A bald man who was hiding with several agents in black suits behind an SUV shouted through a loudspeaker, “This is SHIELD. Listen up: Drop your weapons and cooperate with our investigation…”
Thor frowned. He wanted to smash that blathering baldie’s car with his hammer, but gave up the notion when he looked at Jane in his arms.
Jane had to live in this world; it was best if these officials didn’t make a scene.
Why did Thor understand this? He was the “number one official” of the Nine Realms; of course he understood the trouble which came with provoking officials.
He had dealt with countless “officials” who made trouble for Asgard.
As someone who had just gone through a family melodrama and suffered a huge blow to his heart, Thor was also beginning to understand the need to compromise.
Thus, he said, “I am Thor Odinson, protector of the Nine Realms, and the God of Thunder of Asgard…”
Suddenly, a fleet of cars rushed over and came to a stop. A group of agents in black suits came down.
Phil had a warm smile on his face, but he said loudly, “Thor, do you remember me? I’m the person with the highest authority here. You can speak to me on any matter.”
The bald Sitwell’s mouth dropped open, but he was unable to respond.