Hunter starting from Hunter World

For SHIELD, which has a serious lack of understanding of the universe, this unexpected visit to Asgard's domain is definitely no small matter.

And there are a lot of things that Nick Fury is not comfortable asking over the phone.

So at noon the next day, he sent his right-hand man, Colson, to lead a professional team to the place where the Meow Hammer fell, and unceremoniously expelled the locals who were having a hammer lifting contest and picnic here. resident.

After completing the blockade of the scene, the good old man with a dangerous hairline came to Allen and greeted with a smile: Nice to see you again, Mr. Allen.

You look good. Would you like a drink?

Allen casually picked up a bottle of cold beer from the giant ice cube next to him and handed it over.

Except for the ice itself, which he made using magic, the drinks and beer piled on top were all taken from their cars by local residents.

Because they were suddenly driven away by SHIELD agents, these people didn't have time to take away the cold beer and other drinks placed on top.

Thank you! I happen to be a little thirsty. Colson took it unceremoniously, raised his head and drank half of the bottle.

You must know that New Mexico has a typical desert climate. Daytime temperatures can often reach over 30 to 40 degrees Celsius, and the sun is very harsh.

Wearing a thick suit, his shirt inside was soaked with sweat after all the busy work just now, and he was about to drink something cold to relieve the heat.

When the cool beer entered the stomach and intestines along the esophagus, Coulson suddenly felt that most of the heat in his body had subsided. At the same time, he also remembered the important task assigned to him by Nick Fury. He immediately looked around to make sure there was no one else. After he was nearby, he lowered his voice and said: The director wants to know, compared with the Kree people, how powerful is the Asgard domain in the universe?

Allen chuckled and shook his head: There is no comparison. Although the Kree have a larger population, fleet and colonial planet, if the Asgardians decide to destroy them, they will not even have a chance to resist. Yes. Have you seen the hammer on the ground? The forging technology and magical power contained in its hammer head are far beyond anyone's imagination. Even a simple physical attack can produce a terrifying power like the explosion of a nuclear warhead. .”

Nuclear...nuclear warhead explosion? Are you sure this is not an exaggeration?

Colson's face changed slightly, and his eyes looking at Meow Hammer became full of fear.

No! Of course not. In fact, this thing weighs more than the entire earth. Unless certain conditions are met, it is impossible to lift it. Of course, if you don't believe it, you can try it. Allen made a Please gesture.

Isn't there any danger? Colson asked cautiously.

Don't worry! Hundreds of people have tried it just now, and some people even wanted to use their cars to tow it, and there were no accidents. Allen gave the other party reassurance.

After hearing that there was no danger, Coulson took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt at the same time, put on the magic ring that could enhance strength and body, then grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, and pulled it out with all his strength. For a moment.

Tear!

As expected, the hammer didn't move at all, but his shirt was completely torn open, revealing a large area of ​​muscles and chest hair.

Not only the clothes, but also the crotch of the pants was torn open, revealing the white spotted boxer briefs inside.

Ha ha ha ha!

Seeing Coulson's embarrassed look, Allen couldn't help laughing after the prank was successful.

Damn! This thing is ridiculously heavy! Can I ask a crane to come over and try it? Coulson cursed in a low voice and hurriedly covered the torn crotch with his suit jacket.

As for the muscles of the upper body and chest hair, I can no longer care so much...

Please do it! But I promise, the result will never be any different. Allen shrugged nonchalantly.

Arturia on the side had already been suppressing laughter until her face turned red, and her whole body was twitching slightly involuntarily.

But the etiquette and education she received since she was a child made her never allow herself to laugh in this situation, so she could only bite her lower lip and force herself not to laugh out loud.

Well, since you said so, I'd better not put any effort into it. Colson sighed helplessly and decisively gave up his original plan. Since Thor's hammer is here, then Thor himself should have come to Earth, right?

Allen nodded without thinking: Well! The Crown Prince of Asgard, His Highness Thor, the God of Thunder, is in the small town not far away. If nothing else, he should come to find him soon. Hammer.

Crown Prince? Colson keenly grasped a key word.

That's right! Thor, the God of Thunder, is the only biological son of Odin, the father of the gods in Asgard. No one can shake his status in the divine domain. Allen gave an explanation.

Then what is the purpose of this Crown Prince coming to Earth? Colson asked with a serious expression.

In his opinion, this has already involved the diplomatic issues between the Earth and the Asgard domain, and there must be no mistakes.

Otherwise, if this Crown Prince has any shortcomings, Odin will not be able to crush the people of the earth to ashes.

It has no purpose. According to the Supreme Mage, Odin was dissatisfied with Thor's reckless and arrogant character, so he knocked him down to the earth and sealed all the divine power in order to sharpen his power. Character. You can understand that the old king is training his son. By the way, from last night to now, Thor has been hit by a car twice, received a stun gun, and was forcibly injected with sedatives and tied to a In a hospital bed.”

When saying these words, Allen had a gloating smile on his face.

There is no way not to laugh!

The majestic God of Thunder!

He was stunned by a stun gun!

Is there anything funnier than this in the world?

No wonder everyone calls Thor Brother Hammer.

With his performance and various dark histories, he almost insulted the words god and thunder at the same time.

Brother Hammer is more appropriate.

In contrast, Coulson's mood was not so wonderful. Dense beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He asked in a slightly trembling voice: Is he...is he okay now? I mean, this Thor Could it be that Thor has already had some bad negative impression of the earth and mankind?

Allen smiled and comforted: Relax! There is no need to be so nervous. Although he has lost his divine power, the Asgardian's body density is far three times higher than that of the Earthling, which means that he is not so easily injured. In addition, this Thor, the god of thunder, has a typical character similar to that of the Nordic Vikings. He is keen on defeating powerful enemies and pursuing glory. He likes to drink wine with the warriors to celebrate victory. He also has a straightforward personality and basically does not hold grudges.

Phew - I feel relieved to hear you say that. So do we really not need to greet him now? Colson was obviously relieved.

Ever since he figured out that Asgard was a more advanced civilization than the Kree Empire, he was determined not to let anything happen to Thor.

No! Don't forget, it was Odin, the father of the gods, who sealed his magical power this time. This means that letting him endure hardship and taste the loss of power is actually part of the test and training. What we have to do I just wait patiently for the crown prince to find his power. What's more, I also want to let him see what a real Thor is...

The words just fell!

Suddenly there are dark clouds overhead!

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

A dazzling electric light fell from the sky and struck the Meow Hammer with a snap.

At the same time, the magic lines on the hammer seemed to be activated by lightning, constantly flashing silver light.

All of a sudden, all the electronic instruments brought by SHIELD agents were severely disturbed, and some were even burned and scrapped on the spot.

Fake! What happened to that lightning? It was clearly sunny just now!

It scared me to death! Could it be because of the hammer?

You mean...the hammer will attract lightning?

Then aren't we in danger?

Quick! Put up some lightning rods!

With the hard work of these ordinary agents who were frightened by the sudden thunderstorm, an isolation zone was quickly established around the Meow Hammer.

Sitwell, Alexander Pierce's right-hand man, even took a chance when Coulson was away and secretly asked Allen about the origin of the hammer and what was happening now.

After the sky completely darkened, everything finally returned to calm.

Except for those who were still busy playing with instruments to conduct various detections on the hammer and collect data, the rest of the agents were already on standby under Coulson's command.

Sudden!

At some point large dark clouds appeared in the sky, and at the same time there was a rumble of thunder.

Thor is here!

Allen, who had been playing games with his head down, suddenly put down the game console in his hand, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Coming? Where are you?

Colson, who was still dozing, suddenly jumped up from his chair.

It's right outside! Don't you feel it? The hammer is resonating with its owner. As he spoke, Allen turned and looked at the Meow Hammer not far away.

Although this time it did not show a large number of magic lines like it was struck by lightning before, the energy fluctuations on the surface were not small at all.

Unfortunately, the Asgardian runes are different from any magic system that Allen has come into contact with.

There is no way to crack it until you get the relevant books.

certainly!

Brother Hammer did not disappoint Allen, and soon charged towards the place where the hammer was.

Since Coulson already knew Thor's true identity in advance, he didn't let the agents embarrass him.

After pretending to be chasing him for a while, the God of Thunder finally came to his beloved hammer and laughed ecstatically.

But when he grabbed the hammer handle and tried to lift the hammer as usual, the smile instantly solidified on his face.

The heavy rain followed by lightning and thunder fell from the sky, directly drenching him to the core.

Because no matter how hard Thor tried, the hammer didn't move even half a minute, and it still seemed to be firmly fixed on the ground.

Only then did he realize what his father Odin had said, and he roared unwillingly.

No!!!!!!!!!!!

Seeing Brother Hammer kneeling on the ground in pain and despair, Hawkeye couldn't help but ask: Is he really the God of Thunder? Isn't he a drunken alcoholic or an addict who takes drugs and has hallucinations?

That's him, that's right. Allen replied directly in the affirmative.

Not to mention the iconic long blond hair and beard, Asgardians and Earthlings can be easily distinguished from each other by his amazing physical fitness and density.

Okay, it seems we can finally talk face to face with His Majesty Thor, the God of Thunder, who has lost his divine power. With that said, Coulson picked up the walkie-talkie and gave orders to the agents surrounding him. Go and bring that person over. Remember to be polite and don't be too rude.

The agents who received the order immediately swarmed forward and took Brother Hammer, who had completely lost his will to resist, to a temporary prefabricated house dozens of meters away.

After all the irrelevant people had exited, Coulson immediately showed his trademark smile, handed the other person a cup of hot coffee, and asked in an unseemly kind tone: Can you tell us who you are? And why? Is it because of the hammer that you want to force your way into the restricted area?

...

Thor lowered his head in frustration and said nothing.

As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart.

He couldn't understand why his father, Odin, wanted to punish him in this way, let alone what he had done wrong.

Of course, there is another reason besides that, that is, his brother Loki is standing in the room right now.

Admiring the strange relationship between the half-brothers, Allen raised the corner of his mouth with a playful smile, and directly spoke to Colson through telepathy: Let's go out for a while, Thor now needs to follow Let his brother, Loki, the god of trickery, be alone.

Loki?

When Coulson heard this, the hairs all over his body stood up instantly, and he immediately looked around, but saw nothing at all.

But out of trust in Allen, he turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.

After walking some distance, Coulson asked cautiously: Was Loki, the God of Trickery, in the room just now?

Allen nodded slightly: Yes! He went in with us, and he cast illusion magic, so no instrument can detect his presence.

Damn! So he can come in and out of our most secret places at will, and we don't even know he's been there?

Colson immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and his face became extremely ugly.

This is nothing to make a fuss about, and there is no need to be nervous. Because in the eyes of the Asgardians, the earth is an extremely primitive and backward civilization. Even the most advanced weapons and technology of the earthlings cannot pose any threat to them .The most important thing is that Loki himself, although a big trouble, is not a threat.

Allen touched his chin and expressed his point of view.

Of course, this does not prevent him from preparing to teach this Third Princess a lesson in the next New York war, that is, everything must have a price.