pertwk Chapter 97. Mjolnir: You are not worthy!
Chapter 97. Mjolnir: You are not worthy!
Chapter 97. Mjolnir: You are not worthy!
Thor had another dream, another nightmare.
In his dream, he was bound by mortals who had no divine power. These mortals studied his body wantonly, disregarding his dignity, and even extracted his blood.
A soldier's blood should flow on the battlefield, not be taken prisoner and used for research. That would be such a desecration of a soldier!
Thor remembered that cold touch vividly. He vowed that he would never again allow anyone to defile his blood or insult his body. That needle would never pierce his body again.
The next moment, in a daze, the familiar cold touch appeared on his arm again, and Thor felt an unprecedented anger surge in his heart. Why did it have to be at this time?
"Humans! You should not insult a true warrior! This is a declaration of war!"
Driven by extreme rage, Thor instantly awoke, his eyes widening in fury, accompanied by a deafening roar.
At the same time, they saw the middle-aged man in front of them holding a syringe, backing away.
"Humans! It seems words cannot earn you the respect you deserve. In that case, I will have to uphold a warrior's honor with my fists."
Thor suddenly sat up in bed and punched the man holding the syringe.
Sizzle~ Sizzle~
A tingling sensation spread through his body, Thor's legs went weak, and he collapsed, barely managing to keep his face off by supporting himself on the edge of the bed with one hand.
With his tattered clothes, pale face, wolf-fox-like movements, and a face contorted with rage, Thor looked particularly comical, completely lacking the demeanor of the God of Thunder.
"Oh, he's really resistant to electricity. Just like the recorder said, his physique is far beyond that of a normal person. A normal person would be knocked unconscious by this stun gun." Natasha waved the black stun gun in her hand, with wisps of smoke rising from the stun gun head after the shock.
Coulson shook his head, put the needle aside, and moved slightly closer to Thor: "Listen, esteemed alien sir, we mean no harm. We're just injecting you with an antidote to sedation."
Thor glared angrily at Coulson, the bulging veins on his forehead clearly showing his current mood.
Coulson sighed. "Mr. Alien, we respect your will, but your unauthorized arrival on Earth has caused great panic. Could you please tell us the purpose of your visit?"
Thor took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and then roared, "For the glory of the gods!"
Snap~
A piercing sound rang out—the sharp scraping of the hospital bed against the floor—accompanied by the whooshing sound of Thor getting up, and a powerful punch swung towards Coulson's face.
Sizzle~ Sizzle~
Thor's body suddenly stopped, then began to convulse violently.
boom!
He collapsed limply to the ground, his fingers twitching intermittently.
A burnt smell filled the air.
Natasha put the stun gun back on her waist, spread her hands, and said, "Coulson, I think we should lock him up and question him. As you can see, this alien seems a bit stubborn."
Coulson nodded, took out another syringe, and injected another small dose of sedative into Thor's body.
Although they had deduced that this alien man extremely abhorred the feeling of foreign objects invading his body, they had no other choice at the moment.
This matter is extremely difficult to handle and could potentially cause a diplomatic incident between the two civilizations. According to S.H.I.E.L.D. experts, this person may be a prince from an alien civilization with an extremely noble status.
Regardless of whether they were "exiled to the frontier" due to factional infighting, S.H.I.E.L.D. had to adopt some more moderate measures, otherwise things would develop in unpredictable directions.
Several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents entered the room and together carried Thor to a specially designed interrogation room.
Coulson and Natasha stood outside quietly waiting for him to wake up.
About half an hour later, Thor woke up, but he didn't open his eyes. Instead, he was thinking about how to escape.
He had to admit that without his divine power, he was no match for these mortals. If he had his divine power, he would definitely give them a good beating and teach them what respect for a warrior is.
But now, what he needs is to regain his divine power. He can sense that his Mjolnir is not far away. As long as he picks it up, his divine power will naturally return.
"Hey, big guy, we know you're awake. I think we can talk," Natasha said, tapping on the railing.
Thor, realizing his feigned unconsciousness had been exposed, gave up and nimbly stood up. He quickly walked to the railing and spoke in an extremely loud voice: "A weak and frail woman? Call a strong warrior over! You are not worthy to speak to me. This is indeed a remote and desolate corner; the humans here are too weak."
Natasha rubbed her forehead, thinking this alien was a bit off. "I—"
Well, she had barely finished uttering the first word when the alien crossed his arms, turned his face to one side, and looked like he wasn't going to listen to anything.
"Coulson, you come here." Natasha walked to the side speechlessly, her hands itching to give this rude alien a stun gun.
Coulson nodded, flashing his signature smile, and said through the fence, "This alien—"
"Stop!" Thor waved his hand, stopping Coulson from speaking. "First of all, I'm not some alien, I'm a god, I'm Thor! Secondly, you're too skinny, you don't look like a warrior at all, and you're not qualified either."
Coulson's smile froze instantly, a wave of helplessness washing over him. What was all this about? There was nothing he could do but call for reinforcements, seeing Thor's expression.
He raised his right hand and placed it on the headset, preparing to let the best-equipped agent in this temporary base in.
Just then, Thor's gaze fell on the bracelet protruding from Coulson's right hand. His pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately spoke: "A blessing from the gods. It seems you are a valiant warrior, though your physique is a bit weak. You are qualified to speak with me."
Coulson lowered his hand, which he had just raised, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean? What kind of favored one of the gods?"
Thor snorted and pointed at Coulson's right hand: "Your bracelet bears the blessing of a powerful god, and you don't even know it? It seems this remote and backward place has lost its faith in the gods."
"And this god is merciful and loving enough to bless someone who doesn't believe in him. Some of the qualities you possess are enough to allow me to have a conversation with you."
Speaking of the bracelet, Coulson suddenly realized that this was definitely the most expensive and worthwhile purchase he had ever made. For just five thousand dollars, he had acquired such a treasure.
Not only can it help you sleep, but it can also keep your mind calm. I even suspect it can save your life. At first, I thought it was just Ji Yuan who cast a spell on it, but now it seems to be of immeasurable value.
Coulson paused for a moment, then said, "Whether I believe in God or not, we humans have no intention of being enemies with your civilization."
"But your sudden arrival on Earth, which we call illegal entry, shouldn't there be an explanation?"
"An explanation?" Thor smiled, about to speak, but then suddenly remembered something and changed his tone: "I consumed too much power during the descent and need my weapon to replenish it, otherwise my memories will become distorted."
"A weapon? Could it be that hammer?" Coulson said. "Yes." Thor nodded, trying his best to suppress his excitement.
"Then how are we supposed to give it to you? We can't lift it, no matter what method we use."
"It's alright, I can go by myself. I swear by the glory of the gods, I will tell you everything."
"Okay, but we still need to take the necessary security measures. You know, we have to be careful." Coulson waved his hand.
Three S.H.I.E.L.D. agents armed with stun guns opened the door and released Thor.
Thor glanced at the stun gun, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Soon you'll see what the power of Thor is, what true thunder power really is!"
The group surrounded Thor and led him toward the room containing Mjolnir.
They soon arrived at the room where Thor's hammer was sealed off; the entire base was built around this hammer.
The moment Thor saw his hammer, his eyes almost shot out of their sockets. He strode forward, gripped the handle with one hand, and shouted:
"I am Thor, the God of Thunder! For Asgard!"
"Damn it!
Thor's hammer remained unmoved. When he pulled with all his might, the immense force rebounded, causing Thor to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
It fell and was covered in dust; the wolf was utterly humiliated.
Thor, ignoring the grime, gripped the hammer handle with both hands and exerted all his strength, veins bulging, but Mjolnir remained unmoved.
Confusion appeared in his eyes, and his previous arrogance was gone. It was as if he heard Mjolnir's voice: "You are not worthy!"
Thor seemed to have had his spine removed; he collapsed to the ground, lying on his back, screaming in anguish, "No!!!"