Looking up at the dark clouds that had gradually gathered in the sky, Moke felt something and looked towards the east.
A subtle dark energy fluctuation was approaching from afar.
Although he couldn't read the information of the owner of the dark energy, it wasn't difficult to read the information beside it.
Jane Foster.
At the same time, Myrnir, who was originally calm, seemed to be a little restless. The activity of the dark energy was one point higher than before.
"Phil, the person you're waiting for is here.”
After roughly estimating the distance, Moke raised his eyebrows at Coulson, who had been guarding beside him."After asking for so long, now that he's here, what do you plan to do?”
"Is it coming?" Coulson's eyes narrowed as he took out his walkie-talkie.""Attention all units. The target is very close to the base. Try to avoid possible conflicts.”
"Roger that."
Putting down the walkie-talkie, Coulson chuckled and said,""Try your best not to have any conflict, if he can easily take this hammer away
. Of course, if he makes a move first, then pretend I didn't say anything!”
“...”Hearing this, Moke shrugged.
There was no doubt that Thor's Hammer could not be picked up by Saul now. After all, he had just been expelled by his father. Before Saul figured out some problems, his father would not let him pick up Thor's Hammer so easily.
Besides, he would definitely make a move. Saul did not like to think. His hammer was surrounded by people, so his first thought was that someone wanted to take his beloved hammer.
What he needed to do was simple. He needed to defeat all the people who coveted his beloved hammer, and then take back his beloved hammer.
As the legitimate heir of Asgard, the natives of Midgard were his subjects in Saul's eyes. How dare a subject covet something that belonged to his master?
Besides, who was with Saul now?
Jane Forster was deeply dissatisfied with the way S.H.I.E.L.D. was doing things. They had forcefully bought and sold their products, taking away years of their research and hard work…
It would be strange if she had a good impression of you.
It was said that eating people was a short talk, but taking people away was soft, even Saul was no exception.
With the wind blowing in his ears and the kindness he had shown Saul, Saul, who was already arrogant, would probably not be able to talk and would fight the moment they met.
Not long after Coulson's voice fell, a series of chaotic sounds rang out one after another. There were sudden screams of being attacked, the sound of fists colliding with flesh, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Coulson's walkie-talkie never stopped.
Rain began to fall from the sky, and a burly figure continued to 'break through' one after another until he tore through the barrier separating Myrnil and rushed in.
In less than five minutes, all the agents that Coulson had arranged outside were all released by Saul alone.
Ignoring Coulson and Moke who were on the second floor, Saul walked to Myrnil's side as if there was no one else around. A knowing smile appeared on his rough face, which was stained with some stains from the continuous battles.
Hawkeye, who was on the crane, nocked an arrow and drew his bow again. His sharp eyes aimed at Saul, who was approaching Thor's Hammer. Hawkeye's voice came through the walkie-talkie.
"Sir, do you want me to blow his head off?" If there is a need, please give the order. He is almost in contact with the target. This is his last chance.”
"No need!" Coulson smiled.""I want to see what he's capable of. This is a good opportunity, isn't it?”
“... Understood!" Hawkeye quietly put down the high-strength composite bow in his hand, but his sharp eyes were still staring at Saul in the base.
In the base, Saul, who had gone through a lot of hardships to come to his beloved hammer, smiled warmly and then became a little arrogant.
Hammer had returned to his side. He would be able to take back his own divine power of thunder and return to Asgard to prove it to his father.
As for what to prove…Saul was still confused.
Saul grabbed the handle of his hammer and exerted a little force. However, his body was slightly stunned. His hammer…He didn't move at all.
Saul blinked in confusion, thinking that his hand had slipped. After all, it was raining, and it was not surprising that the hammer handle was stained with raindrops. Moreover, his hands were also stained with mud during the previous battle.
It was normal for him to not pick it up.
The smile on Saul's face disappeared as he calmed his beating heart. He held the hammer with both hands and tried his best to lift Myrnil up.
"Argh!"
Saul roared. Veins bulged on his forehead and arms. His hands that were holding the hammer had turned purple because he had used too much strength. However, no matter how hard Saul tried, the hammer remained motionless!
“...”
Thor loosened his grip on the hammer and looked at his hands with a confused expression.
Looking up at the sky, Saul seemed to want to see something.
"Ah ~~"
After a moment of silence, a hoarse roar came out of his mouth. Saul, who had lost all hope, knelt on the ground and lowered his once proud head.
Now, not only was he not recognized by his father, but he had also been expelled from Asgard to the Midgard by his father. He had even lost the right to lift Myrnil.
He was already a cripple!
"Mr. Moke, this is different from what you said!”
"This is Thunder God?"
Looking at Saul, who didn't even pick up the hammer, Coulson looked at Moke with a slightly puzzled gaze.
He was looking forward to seeing the Thunder God of Northern Europe, but what was this?
Was this guy really the legendary Norse Thunder God?
Why did he think that he was just a strictly trained mercenary?
Maybe ~
Could it be…Was Moke fooling him from the beginning?
It was not impossible. After all, this guy's personality was quite bad. He could do such a thing.
"Phil!" Moke didn't intend to explain. He only shook his head."You can ask him yourself if he wants to answer you.”
"Alright then!" Understanding that he wouldn't be able to get anything out of Moke, Coulson raised the walkie-talkie in his hand."The show is over. The ground troops are in control of the situation.”
Saul did not resist and allowed the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to handcuff him and take him away.
The farce in Coulson's eyes ended here!
"Mr. Moke, do you want to have dinner? How about I treat you to a meal?"
"Alright, it would be impolite to refuse!"
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