Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"You said you are from Asgard?"

Agent Silvert was sitting in front of Sol, who had just awakened from a coma. The Kryptonians’ fists were very hard, at least harder than most of the aliens Sol had seen. Sol himself was in a period of weakness. The result of the fat beating is that the alien prince flutters on the street gorgeously and sleeps for 4 hours.Dust Fate Wen↙ Learning? Net

And his companions did not escape the fate of being hunted down, but SHIELD respects intellectuals, so Ms. Jane was placed in a cubicle next to her, and she was supervised by several female agents. During this period, Jane’s colleagues We were also "invited" to the base, and saw the heavily armed soldiers and agents around, even the heartless mad girl Daisy could only sit in the chair well, not dare to say too much.

"who are you?"

Sol is still a little dizzy. Natural sleep and being knocked out are naturally two experiences. At least for now, Sol’s neck is still twitching and painful, and his hands are handcuffed with special handcuffs. It is also because of his Asgardian physique. Can't break free.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. 8th level agent, Silverett."

The bald agent said politely: "You claimed to be the prince of Asgard, Thor, the legendary Thor, more than once in the town?"

"I am Sol!"

The encounter of being tied up again made the alien prince very upset. He waved the handcuffs in his hands and said loudly, "Even if I was exiled, I shouldn't be treated like this! I repeat, the people of Midgart Are they all barbarians? How do you treat a noble man in the realm of God?"

"For the sake of the 17 agents who were knocked down by you, I think we have treated you like this as preferential treatment!"

Agent Button, who was standing next to Silverett, responded coldly:

"The slightest of them all need to lie down in the hospital for 2 months. I also want to know, in your Asgardian culture, is this what the nobles say and do?"

"That's because you robbed me of my things! Midgarts!"

Saul yelled without fear: "You are trying to approve Mjornir as your own. That is my thing! If you don't tell the original owner, you will get other people's things. This behavior is in Midgart. What’s the name in the culture? Isn’t it a thief?"

"Okay! Such a quarrel is meaningless!"

The golden portal opened in this camp. Strange and former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coelson strode into it. He loudly stopped the argument between Sol and the agents. He looked at Sol. , Whispered:

"If you think you can use this method to verify your identity! Sol, then I will give you this opportunity on behalf of Kama Taj!"

"who are you?"

Saul frowned, looking at the fading magic circle behind Strange, he whispered: "When did Midgart have someone like you, the magician? Or, you are that arrogant Disciple of the Supreme Master?"

"Haven't your father taught you to be in awe of great power?"

Strange glanced at Thor, and he turned to look at Silverett: "Unlock him and take him to Thor's Hammer!"

"But Master, this person is dangerous! We cannot be sure of his identity."

The bald agent glanced at Coleson behind Dr. Strange. He hesitated and said: "He obviously has undergone the top combat training. I suspect that he has also undergone some special extraterrestrial biological experiments. His strength is normal. Three times that of humans, super strong physique, 7 times that of our bones, and even blood components, which are different from those on earth!"

"But even so, it's far from the data of the Kryptonian warrior, isn't it? Compared to the Kryptonian, this Asgardian is not a threat."

Coulson pushed his glasses and glanced at the Kryptonian warrior next to Silverett. He whispered:

"Silvert, I'm here on behalf of another force. You should be very clear about who gave you the news of Warhammer. This is the kindness of the Devil Gang, and we can guarantee that there will be no problems with this attempt! Me too! I think you also want to figure out the identity of this person. As he said, if he is a noble alien prince, then your attitude towards him will change drastically."

The bald agent has some headaches. As Coleson said, there is indeed a big difference between the ordinary aliens and alien princes in the earth civilization. At least one prince cannot be tortured to extract a confession.

And Fury told him not to conflict with the Devil Gang over these matters if not necessary, so he thought for a while and decided to do what Strange said.

"Then, if you say you are Thor, prove it to us!"

Silvertte stepped forward and opened Sol's handcuffs. The latter snorted unceremoniously. He rubbed his wrists and fixed his eyes on Hubert, the Kryptonian warrior, who was silent in the corner. He said loudly. :

"Man, your fists are very powerful! When I get my power back, I will have to compete with you again! You will be a good opponent!"

The samurai Hubert, who is madly studying earth civilization, is holding a special encyclopedia. While reading it, he says without raising his head:

"Anytime!"

Under the guidance of Agent Patton, Sol strode out of the lounge. After seeing Jane, Daisy and Eric in the next room, Sol's expression became polite again:

"How dare you treat my friends like this! They have nothing to do with this thing! Let them go!"

Agent Silverett and Agent Button looked at each other. The latter nodded. Button stepped forward and unlocked the room. Jane was the first to walk out of the room. She pulled Sol by the shoulder and looked at the surrounding people with a little horror. , She asked in a low voice:

"Sol, they didn't abuse you, did they?"

"No, don't worry! Jane, they are not my opponents!"

Saul noticed the unconcealed worry on Jane's face, which made the prince in trouble feel much better. He gently patted Jane on the shoulder and said in her ear:

"You take Eric and Daisy back there first, and after I prove my identity, I will find you!"

"Yep."

Jane looked at Saul, who was leaving with the agents, and Daisy and the agents around him yelled, "Return our instruments and data, you robbers! These are related to my 6 credits!"

Dr. Eric was mature and prudent. He had heard of the working style of SHIELD. He patted the two girls on the shoulders and whispered:

"Let's go, we can't be a burden to Sol, let's leave here first."

On the other side, Strange summoned the garrisoned wizards in the New York Sanctuary. The 7 wizards laid an energy defense circle around the Thor's Hammer to prevent the power emitted from hurting the surroundings when the warhammer was activated. For ordinary people, such an arrangement is very necessary for an artifact. A large part of ancient legends are based on exaggerated descriptions of predecessors, but only in terms of artifacts, their records are still considered accurate.

According to Kama Taj’s records, when Thor’s Hammer was swung by Odin, the summoned lightning could easily flood a city, blasting any creatures in it into dust. This kind of power has to be guarded against.

"All right."

Strange inserted the last magic gem into the ground, he clapped his hands, and said to Sol:

"Go, Your Royal Highness, let us see your majesty."

There was some teasing in the voice, but Saul didn’t take it to heart. He just looked at the warhammer in front of him in silence. He had waved it countless times and used it to smash the heads of unknown creatures. But now, In this strange world, he needs his own weapons to prove his identity.

This kind of predicament made Sol couldn't help but think that if the honorable title of Thor is stripped away, if he is not the noble prince of Asgard, if he is just an ordinary person, will all this happen? ?And when he was a prince, what kind of threats would ordinary people be caused by those things that he did so hot in his mind?

People will review themselves only when they are in trouble, only when their heads are broken and bloodshed. This is something that even the legendary gods cannot avoid.

Under the gaze of representatives from S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Devil Gang, Saul took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and held the handle of the warhammer. At this moment, Fitz, who had been monitoring energy fluctuations The doctor said loudly:

"Energy fluctuations intensify, pay attention to the sky, there are cloudy clouds! Check the atmospheric density! Quick!"

"The energy fluctuation is still increasing! Damn it! This is totally unscientific!"

Saul felt the cold touch in his hand. This was exactly what he felt when he held the warhammer countless times. He lifted the warhammer up as if he had done it countless times, but this time, the warhammer did not move.

Even if a yellow flash of light flashes on the hammer surface, even if the power belonging to Thor is entrenched in the sky, forming a cloud storm with visible granulation, but it still... does not move.

"No! It shouldn't be like this!"

Saul murmured to himself, placing his other hand on the handle of the warhammer. He desperately tried to lift the warhammer, but this time, he also failed.

He knelt down on the spot in despair, he looked at the warhammer in front of him, the cold metal, the cold soaking people's hearts, this warhammer was the only way for him to prove his identity and the only way for him to return to Asgard, and now, this The door was closed.

"Ahhhhh! No!!"

He raised the sky and roared, his voice was full of despair and loss. At this moment, the clouds in the sky did not disperse, and the downpour fell instantly, drenching everyone present.

Thor's roar in the rain was full of depression and disappointment, and Agent Patton couldn't help but say:

"Oh, now I start to believe what he said, but he failed. He is not Sol."

"Actually, he is!"

A gleam of light flashed in Doctor Strange's eyes, and the agents behind him held an umbrella for him, but he declined:

"Except for him, no one can make Thor's Hammer appear such an abnormality. The energy fluctuations just now are so conspicuous. I can be sure that he is Thor. But now, he can't lift this warhammer. But this cannot change his identity, he is a true alien prince."

Coulson let the flames go up and down, and the wet clothes were dried in an instant. He leisurely opposite the ugly Silverett agent said:

"It seems that you are going to prepare an apology gift for the prince in trouble."

After Sol failed, he fell into a very bad state of self-denial, allowing the agents to raise his arms and drag him back to the lounge. Others did not stay in the rainstorm for long, but the most Unexpected visitors always arrive at the most unexpected moments. When everyone returns to the base and the whole base is quiet, even Strange, who is most sensitive to energy fluctuations, is not aware of the situation, a figure appears in Out of the base.

He was wearing a fitted dress and holding a blue cane in his hand. He stretched out his hand to straighten the scarves on both sides of his clothes. He walked forward in the rain. The raindrops passed through his body without causing a little bit to this elegant man. Trouble, and those loyal agents and soldiers, as if they hadn't seen him at all, let him walk into the deepest part of the base so slowly.

He was standing in front of Mjornir, he looked at the black warhammer, and finally, he stretched out his hand and held the hammer handle.

"Do you feel it? Can you read the divine words of your nominal father engraved on this weapon? Do you need me to read it for you?"

The low and playful voice rang in the ears of this elegant man: "You really thought he treated you and your brother equally, he banished Sol, and you really naively thought you had a chance. ...Hahahaha, Loki, you are so innocent and cute, he never tells you this kind of core secret, because he doesn't trust you, you and I know why... Loki, you are just a living Poor child in a lie, you want to imitate Thor, but you can never be him!"

"To shut up!"

The god of lies and tricks gritted his teeth and uttered two words. The voice did not seem to be angry. On the contrary, he had a hint of joy:

"Your anger is just the pain of your incompetence. They lie to you, do you have to treat them with sincerity? Are you willing to be a good baby or a real fraudster?"

A yellow light gleamed on the surface of the warhammer. Loki's power was not worth mentioning compared to Odin, but when he tried to erase the word, a touch of power rushed into his body, and that paragraph of the word was instantly One third was erased, as if it had never appeared before.

"It's so good, this is what a fraudster should be..."