Third World War

"Oh my God, BOSS, are you all right?"

Seeing on the projection that He-El had taken a Mind Blast head-on, Natasha shuddered. The energy carried by the psychic attack had torn up the surrounding turf, blasting a deep fan-shaped crater into the ground behind He-El.

No ordinary human could withstand that kind of impact.

It would absolutely be a psychic attack capable of crushing a person's thoughts and will.

"He-El is powerful. I believe he's fine." Thor looked at He-El and nodded confidently.

He-El's strength had already been displayed before Thor when they fought the Destroyer. While everyone else had suffered the Mind Blast, only He-El had been able to stand up against Loki and the one controlling him. Thor believed that He-El was extraordinarily powerful, and that power was not merely physical.

"Of course. The fact that he's sitting here perfectly fine already proves he's all right, doesn't it?" Tony Stark said, entirely unsurprised.

Everyone turned their eyes toward He-El, their expressions full of concern.

"I suffered a minor injury. It has already been dealt with, and I've reinforced the armor's defenses against Mind Blasts," He-El said with a nod.

Though he had not been injured at all, seeing everyone's concerned looks, He-El still acted as though he had recovered from a minor wound, allowing them to breathe easier.

"Unfortunately, whoever controlled Loki wielded the Mind Scepter with greater skill and power than Loki himself. I wasn't able to keep him," He-El said regretfully. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have to deal with the trouble Loki caused all over again."

"You've already done more than enough. Thor and I were completely unable to resist," Nick Fury said at the right moment. "Although this matter is difficult to handle, we aren't without a chance. At the very least, we now have a