Peter: I Think I Just Saw Batman!

After passing the Bifrost nursing home three times without going in, Lin Xu finally obtained the Third Odin Power.

Odin leaned back in his chair, feeling much more relaxed now that he no longer had any extra divine power.

Although the collapse of the divine body continues, death is still inevitable within two years.

"You..."

Just call me Fengxian.

Ancient One: Ahem~

"Fengxian? What a strange name." Odin shook his head and asked, "He only gave you a Gungnir?"

"No, there was also Grani, but that kid got a little upset after I killed the other you, so I threw him away!"

"Cough cough cough..." Ancient One kicked Lin Xu when she heard this.

'Why didn't you mention this before we came?' Ancient One's words suddenly echoed in Lin Xu's mind.

Lin Xu thought, 'You didn't ask, and besides, aren't you able to read minds?'

"That's not mind reading, that's Telepathy. How can I read your mind if you're not thinking about it?"

'It's alright, the old God King won't hold it against you.'

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Odin only paused for a moment before returning to normal. "Can you tell me why?"

"It's nothing much. It's just that the two of you from another universe conspired to bring Ragnarok and the Infinity War to happen ahead of schedule. Queen of Gods and Loki didn't die, so you didn't want to die either, and you were killed by me while trying to possess me."

"Possession?" Odin looked Lin Xu up and down. "A divine body transformed by Odinforce is indeed quite suitable for me."

Hearing this, Ancient One her eyes. "You old pervert, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You can stay with them as a heroic spirit, you just want to..."

"Ahem, give me some face!"

Odin sighed. "I can understand his actions, and I agree with yours. Every Odin in every universe is an independent individual with their own thoughts. Not all Odins are like me—heroic, dignified, loving, and compassionate..."

Seeing Odin looking up at the sky, Lin Xu and Ancient One turned and left.

"Xiao Xu, I won't take you to Kamar-Taj. I can't let Strange see you right now, especially these next few days, it's about my retirement plans."

"Okay,... by the way, those things in the New York Sanctum..."

"Don't even think about it. Look at your outfit, do you really need any magical artifacts?"

Just as the two were arguing, Odin suddenly spoke up, "If he won't give it to me, I will!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xu immediately stopped and turned around, rubbing his hands together like a fly. "Why does my sworn brother give this to his younger brother?"

Odin reached out, and the folding fan at Lin Xu's waist transformed into a spear and flew back into Odin's hand.

"It seems that I, the first one to give you divine power, did not know that one day you would use it for your own purposes, nor did I know that you could collect many versions of me."

It's fine at first, but once you've harnessed all the divine power for your own use, Gungnir will no longer be suitable for you.

"That's absolutely right!"

Lin Xu nodded. Since he gained his own divine power, Gungnir had been used less often. It was best suited to the Odinforce, and accessing power from the Sub-Dimension was too troublesome.

Therefore, in his previous battles, whether against Odin, Ultron, or Juggernaut, he used the Tyrant's Butcher Blade.

It's not that he doesn't want to use it, it's just that it's not convenient for him!

Odin for a moment, then took out a gold plate the size of a playing card from his pocket.

The gold plate features the majestic royal city of Asgard on the front and Odin himself on the back, holding the Gungnir in his right hand and Mjolnir in his left.

Lin Xu took the gold piece and weighed it lightly. It weighed about five or six pounds. It probably wasn't real gold, because real gold wouldn't be this heavy.

"How do you use this thing? Do you spin it?" He said, holding it between two fingers, just like when he was a kid throwing playing cards.

That's not a weapon!

The old god-king rolled his eyes at Lin Xu's actions.

"The decree of the Asgard Divine King's Decree, as long as I live, it can command the Nine Realms!"

"Really? What about Svartalfheim (Dark Elves) Jotunheim (Frost Giants)?"

Odin remained silent.

Ancient One: You really know how to bring up the most sensitive topics.

"Ahem, sorry, just asking..."

"... Take this and you can go to Nidavellir, where the Dwarf Eitri will forge a weapon that suits you."

After saying that, Odin tossed Gungnir back to Lin Xu and closed his eyes, clearly having activated his "Do Not Disturb" mode.

Lin Xu and Ancient One exchanged a glance, and it was clear from the corners of their mouths that neither of them was really holding back.

New York, at the border of Queens and Brooklyn.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the Spider-Man arrived here.

A lot happened in the past few days: a robber wearing an Avengers mask, the Washington debate, the Chitauri energy core that almost killed my best friend, and the arms dealer who disappeared without a trace.

He had originally planned to have a good rest for a day, but after listening to the NYPD's public channel, he heard that there was a large-scale gunfight here, so he came anyway.

He had just arrived at the scene when what he saw almost made his jaw drop.

No gunfire, no gunfight.

More than thirty unconscious people were bound in two groups.

The person who threatened to throw him into the water a few days ago was also at the scene; he was spraying graffiti on the ground.

Eagleman!

And an eagle design!

"Watt?"

Spider-Man was a little confused. Was this guy fighting crime?

But the day before yesterday, when he was chasing the arms dealers, it was this same person who threw him into the water. Shouldn't they be in cahoots?

Or is it that a double-cross is currently underway?

And what the heck is Male Hawkman Man?

"Queens kid, this is Brooklyn, you've crossed the line."

Adrian spotted the Spider-Man, but a smile played on his lips; "Finally here."

He was the one who discovered the shootout here, and he was also the one who spread the news on the NYPD's public channel, all in an attempt to lure Spider-Man over.

Moreover, he believed that in a gang fight at the border of jurisdictions, neither side's police would want to get involved, and Spider-Man would definitely be the first to arrive.

The first step of the whitewashing plan has been a success!

The Spider-Man scratched its head, looking somewhat confused.

"Hey, why did you help them against me that night?"

Who said I was helping them?

Isn't that so?

"Hmph, I've been tracking that group for days. If you hadn't suddenly appeared and disrupted my plans, I could have wiped them out that very night!"

"Huh? Is... is that so?" Adrian's words made Spider-Man lose his confidence.

"Sorry... what about them?"

"Hmph, it's already solved!"

Adrian spurred the bald man... and the eagle's wings took flight.

"Queens kid, let me give you a piece of advice: Brooklyn may be without Rogers, but it still has me. I'll cut off all the hands of chaos here, and you, get back to Queens!"

"Hey, Mr. Male Hawkman, superheroes should cooperate. Your xenophobic attitude is not good."

Adrian the Batman Who Laughs inwardly; Plan Two had succeeded!

He put on a stern face and looked at the Spider-Man.

"Superhero? Hahaha, I never said I was a superhero. I'm whatever Brooklyn needs me to be—or maybe a criminal!"

Upon hearing these words, Spider-Man shuddered. He stared intently at Adrian's face as if he were seeing Batman!