New Mexico, known as the enchanting wonderland.
Moke's figure slowly appeared on a small hill in the desert.
This crappy place was called the Enchanting Fairyland?
Moke didn't find anything charming. At the very least, the place he was at wasn't charming at all.
Did anyone find the desolate desert charming?
In this lousy place, as long as there was a breeze, if there were no protective measures, the wind would probably blow his mouth full of sand.
If Moke had not activated the Spacetime Distortion Shield that was completely invisible to the naked eye, he would probably not have been able to escape the fate of this mouthful of sand.
This place is charming?
Moke wasn't sure about the others, but he didn't think so at all.
Moke turned his head and looked down at the Thor's Hammer, Myrnil, who had been surrounded by S.H.I.E.L.D., and his expression was a little solemn.
It wasn't that he wanted to try and see if he could lift it. Moke was more concerned about the runes of the Fairy Palace on the hammer, as well as the 'magic' that Odin had personally applied to the hammer.
Moke didn't care at all whether he could pick it up or not. In any case, he had never flaunted himself as a righteous person. All his actions and choices, regardless of whether they were good or evil in the eyes of others, as long as he followed his heart, it would be fine.
After confirming that he couldn't complete the interpretation of Thor's Hammer without seeing it with his own eyes, Moke had an expression of 'I knew it'. He lifted his feet and walked down the mountain.
Odin, the father of the gods, the king of Asgard, one of the top masters of the MCUs, the nominal ruler of the Nine Realms, and the 'magic' that he had personally cast would require some effort to analyze.
It might even be impossible to analyze…
Even if he couldn't analyze it, it didn't matter. If he could collect the runes of the Fairy Palace, his trip here wouldn't be in vain.
If he could get some Asgardian 'magic' from Saul, then this trip would be a profit.
There was also another point. It seemed a little wasteful for S.H.I.E.L.D. to retrieve the Destroyer.
If Saul didn't want to take it and throw it away, then he would gladly accept it.
Although the Destroyer armor was a castrated version in the MCUs, it was still powerful.
As for the original version, Moke had never thought about it at all.
After wearing the original Destroyer Armor, Odin could even fight head-on against members of the Celestial God Group without being defeated. One could imagine how perverted the settings were.
Was that something that Saul could smash with a hammer?
Even Thor's Hammer would be melted by the Destroyer's Shattering Ray.
Although the MCUs Destroyer armor was a castrated version, it was still made of some unknown metal. Its strength even surpassed Ulu Divine Steel. Moke expressed his interest in this thing.
Although the weapons and armor forged by Ulu were quite useful, there was no reason not to collect them if they could encounter better metals.
If he could decipher the atomic composition of the metal, he might be able to mass-produce materials that were even better than Ulu Divine Steel in the future. Why not?
Perhaps it could be used to replace Ulu Divine Steel to create the core framework of a large-scale celestial computer.
Although Ulu was also useful, in Moke's vision, the core framework of the large celestial computer was most suitable for dark iron and not Ulu.
Ulu was only used as a substitute when Moke could not find the dark iron.
As for Dark Dawn Silver, Moke expressed that he would not force it. That thing was even rarer than dark iron, and Ulu was already enough to support his daily use for the time being.
Looking at the temporary S.H.I.E.L.D. base in front of him, Moke reached into his pocket and took out a phone from the dark plane.
He usually didn't like to use the phone, so he used the secret communication channel.
He dialed a reserved number. When the call connected, Moke chuckled and said,"Hey, Phil, I'm here for you. Can you tell the guards not to stop me?”
In the temporary base, Coulson was stunned when he received the call.""Mr Moke? I'm very puzzled by your words. I'm not..."
Before he could finish, he saw an extremely familiar figure on the surveillance screen from the corner of his eye.
"Is this a joke?"
Moke raised his left hand and waved in the direction of the camera. Moke's voice sounded in the headset.
"Phil…I'm waving at you, see?”
"Aren't I welcome in?"
"Uh..." Hearing Moke's words, Coulson rubbed his brows in distress."It's not that we don't welcome you, but we can't just let anyone in here.”
"The things inside are related to national security and are top secret…"
"Are you saying that this hammer can smash the US?" Moke chuckled. Actually, I think it's fine."
“...”Coulson's expression froze, and his pupils constricted.""Mr. Moke, you can't just enter S.H.I.E.L.D.'s system so casually…"
Moke shook his head." No, I didn't. I didn't hack into it this time. Really. I guarantee my character."”
"Then…" Although it was a little ridiculous, Coulson still asked cautiously,""Since Mr. Moke knows about the hammer, he must know where it came from, right?”
Moke shrugged." I know, but you have to invite me in before I can talk to you."”
"Please wait a moment."
Holding the phone, Coulson put down his phone with a hesitant expression.
Sitwell asked softly,"Sir, chase them away or let them in? Or call Stark?"
"Do you need to report to Officer Nick?”
" No." Coulson shook his head and turned to look at the hammer in the pit behind him."I think we can let him in. This is a chance to understand this hammer and understand him.”
"But…" "He doesn't have a S.H.I.E.L.D. organization," Sitwell said hesitantly."Is it appropriate to just let him in?”
"He's not, but Stark is." Having said that, Coulson had already made up his mind. He immediately let go of the microphone.
"Mr. Moke, you can come in now.”
After hanging up the phone, Coulson took out his walkie-talkie and ordered in a deep voice,""Let him in. There's no need to stop him.”
"Roger!"
At the periphery of the temporary base, Moke stuffed the collection that he had hung up on back into the base and strode inside.
Although no one stopped him, there were still many vigilant gazes.
"Mr. Moke, welcome.”When he saw Moke enter, Coulson immediately went over and slowly extended his right hand.
"You're actually not welcome, right?" Shaking hands with Coulson, Moke directly exposed his lie.
Coulson raised his eyebrows and denied without hesitation,""Absolutely not. You came at the right time. We're currently at our wits 'end with this hammer.”
"Bring me there." Moke smiled and didn't dwell on this issue any further.
"Follow me." Coulson nodded slightly and turned to lead the way.""Can you tell me what you know about this hammer, Mr. Moke?”
"It's called Myrnil!"
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