"Aaaaaaaah, no!!!!"
At this moment, a wail like a man who had lost his wife pulled Ryan's thoughts back from HYDRA.
Turning his head, Ryan saw Thor kneeling before the hammer, roaring at the sky!
Looking at the hammer still in its place, it was clear that Thor had just failed his attempt to lift it.
Ryan wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he jerked his chin at Max: "Max, give it a try. Don't let any outsiders see."
The little fanboy Max understood instantly. He stomped his foot on the ground, and dozens of small electric snakes radiated from his sole in all directions, destroying every camera and electronic device in the entire temporary Base!
After confirming no one was monitoring, Max walked up to Mjolnir and gripped the handle with one hand.
Before Max could even apply force, the hammer reacted. As if drawn by something, countless currents surged from the hammer, instantly clinging to Max's body!
This powerful lightning force caused Max to involuntarily enter his elemental Electro mode. His body shimmered with brilliant electric light, making him look like a God descending to Earth!
Finally, with both Max and Mjolnir crackling with electricity, they actually began to float slowly into the air together!
This sight left the 'true' Thunder God Thor, who was kneeling nearby having lost his beloved, completely dumbfounded!
Did this guy just cuckold his hammer right in front of him???
And what the hell was with this guy playing with his hammer even more flashily than he could, looking more like the God of Thunder than himself!
Under Thor's despairing gaze, which resembled that of an incompetent husband abandoned by his wife, Max suddenly began to look off. His blue electric face was now showing an abnormal reddish-white light through the blue!
It was as if... he was overloaded!
Seeing this, Ryan frowned. He immediately shot two strands of Spider Silk entwined with purple lightning from his wrists, forcefully pulling back Max, whose face had begun to show pain in mid-air!
Thud—
Once the two were separated, Mjolnir lost control and fell back to the ground with a heavy thud!
Max, meanwhile, knelt before Ryan with lightning bursting from him. He was shaken, and even his mouth and nose emitted sparks as he spoke.
Max looked up at Ryan and said apologetically, "Sorry, Ryan. I couldn't control it. I could only achieve a certain level of elemental resonance with it, controlling it briefly..."
"But the lightning power within it is too strong, even stronger than Tony Stark's arc reactor. I was almost blown apart by its power..."
Hearing Max's words, Ryan just nodded without saying much, but Thor burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, I knew Mjolnir wouldn't abandon me! Only I am worthy of lifting it; no one else is qualified!"
Hearing this, Ryan's lips twitched. Qualified? My foot. If you were really worthy, Odin wouldn't have sealed your divine power, making you unable to lift the hammer!
Odin had placed a strict enchantment on the hammer. In the entire Nine Realms, the number of people who could meet those requirements definitely didn't exceed five!
And that definitely did not include the current Thor!
Thor being able to lift it was entirely because he was Odin's son—it was just a backdoor left open for him!
Because the one who lifts Mjolnir must be righteous and kind at heart, with a character pure and flawless. Aside from a newborn baby, how many sentient beings could meet such saintly requirements?
But as luck would have it, there really was such a'saint' who met the requirements on the scene!
Just as Thor was rejoicing that his hammer hadn't been cuckolded, Ryan walked up to him. He pointed to the spider-fighter jet that had landed under Dr. Banner's control and said calmly:
"Your Highness Thor, it's time for us to go."
Thor looked at the hammer and shook his head firmly. "No. Where the hammer is, I am. Where Mjolnir stays, I stay!"
"Oh." Ryan nodded flatly and pointed at Peter. "Peter, go grab the hammer, bring it onto the jet, and let's go home."
After saying that, Ryan ignored Thor and walked toward the spider-fighter jet without looking back.
Peter, having no idea that there were special requirements to lift this hammer, walked up to it in confusion. He picked it up casually and headed toward the spider-fighter jet.
As he passed Thor, Peter even muttered, "This hammer isn't heavy at all. Why did Max and Mr. Thor look so exhausted? How strange..."
Crack—
Did something break?
Oh, it was just Thor's heart breaking. Never mind then... Finally, after everyone had boarded the spider-fighter jet, Thor, who had been petrified on the ground, still came scurrying after them.
He was still shouting disgusting things like, "Hammer, oh hammer, how can I live without you!"
In the end, Peter couldn't stand Thor sitting across from him, staring with the resentful eyes of a level ten vengeful spirit. He placed the hammer back in front of Thor and raised his hands to show that his relationship with the hammer was purely platonic.
Only then did Thor's face light up with joy again.
As the spider-fighter jet started up and took Thor and the hammer away, the temporary Base S.H.I.E.L.D. had painstakingly built was completely wasted.
Moreover, not only did they gain nothing, but S.H.I.E.L.D. also lost a large amount of expensive electronic equipment destroyed by Max...
Finally, as the jet flew away and S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents entered to clean up the mess, no one noticed that where the hammer had been, a man in a dark green long suit with a gloomy expression and slicked-back hair was staring intently in the direction the jet had departed.
His identity was naturally self-evident: the 'Third Princess' of the God Realm, son of the Frost Giant King Laufey, the God of Mischief, Loki!
Loki was currently gnashing his teeth in hatred. "I finally managed to trick this guy into this godforsaken place called Midgard to wait for death. How could Thor encounter some bullshit Spider God here?!"
Getting angrier the more he thought about it, Loki couldn't help but slap an Agent who was passing by him.
And that Agent happened to be Sitwell, who had been staring at Ryan from time to time earlier!
Sitwell clutched his face, looking at the empty air in front of him with a look of terror, as if he had seen a ghost!
Just then, Hawkeye happened to pass by. Sitwell immediately grabbed him and pleaded for help, "Agent Barton, someone hit me! There's something invisible and nasty here!"
Hawkeye, who was already in a bad mood because his mistake had accidentally injured Thor and he would have to face punishment upon his return, scanned the area.
Seeing nothing even with his super-vision, he slapped Sitwell's hand away and said with disgust:
"Sitwell, do I look like I'm in the mood to joke with you? If you don't get lost, I don't know if anyone hit you just now, but you're about to get a beating from me!"
After saying that, Hawkeye left with a dark expression, never looking back.
He was already going to be scolded by that Bald Man, and now he was being annoyed by this damn Bald Man. Can all the bald people in this World just die already?!
Seeing the only superhuman among the Agents leave, Sitwell felt even more insecure. After a cold shiver, he scrambled away from the 'haunted' temporary Base.
Loki, who was invisible, couldn't help but sneer at the sight. "Heh, foolish and cowardly mortals. They are born to be ruled by a king like me!"
Then, as if he had made a decision, a golden spear appeared in Loki's hand. A beam from the Bifrost Bridge descended, taking him away from Earth.
Within the light of the Bifrost Bridge, Loki murmured:
"Thor, my dear brother, you forced my hand. Why do you get all the benefits? Even on another Planet, someone actively helps you. So this time, not just Asgard, but this Planet as well—I will have them both!"
When the light of the Bifrost Bridge vanished, Loki had not returned to Asgard but had arrived in another World of ice.
This was... Jotunheim.
The homeland of the Frost Giants, the mortal enemies of Asgard.
At this moment, Loki's dark green suit had changed into a set of magnificent green and gold royal robes, and a golden crown with long double horns appeared on his head.
Holding gungnir, the artifact representing the King of Asgard, Loki walked step by step toward Laufey, who sat on the Frost Throne, and said in a deep voice, "Laufey, King of the Frost Giants, I have come to bargain!