Chaos Magic Rampage

"This is impossible..."

Thor's worldview has collapsed yet again.

Having gone through so much, and with so many people helping me, giving me role models and encouragement— King of Sakaar, Ben Parker, the prince of Wakanda, Steve Rogers who once lifted Thor's the Hammer of Thor, and Loki...

And the true love he met after coming to Earth.

All of this made Thor understand what was right and what the king was burdened with.

It's not just about crowns and power, it's also about responsibility.

Therefore, Mjolnir finally responded to him again after several years.

But why...?

How could you possibly lift Mjolnir?

Thor's dream was shattered.

In the past few years, he has regarded Mjolnir as the standard for choosing a qualified king.

But how could Hela possibly be qualified?

The other Asgardian Warriors were also dumbfounded.

"Could it be that the magic on the hammer has failed, after all, Odin is already..."

Peter said in a low voice, feeling a little offended.

"The magic of the King of Gods doesn't disappear so easily," Fandral said, shaking his head.

If the hammer really would lose its power because of the death of the God King, then they should have lifted it back when they were on the Space Station.

Or conversely, the Space Station crashes because of it.

"How is this possible..."

"How is that possible?" Hela tilted her head and smiled, fiddling with the hammer in her hand like a toy. Mjolnir was more obedient than a puppy.

"Who do you think this hammer belongs to?"

Hela looked at Thor with a mocking expression and said, "Or perhaps, why can't I be qualified too?"

"I am the destined king of Asgard!"

"If Odin hadn't sealed me away, I would have ruled Asgard for over a thousand years," Hela said matter-of-factly.

The true lineage of Asgard resides in Helheim.

"Submit to me, and I will give you Mjolnir," Hela offered Thor a bargaining chip he could hardly refuse. "Otherwise, die!"

She saw Thor's weakness: without his hammer, his immense divine power had nowhere to be used.

The poor fellow thought the hammer was the source of his power.

"No!"

Thor shook his head firmly. "I'd rather fight you to the death!"

Surrender was never an option in Thor's life, especially when his enemy was clear and right in front of him.

No matter how many grievances Hela recounts, he can never forgive someone who killed his parents and attempted to spread war throughout the universe. Whether it's Hela or Malekith, if they succeed, the universe will never be at peace.

Asgard may be in ruins, but at least Midgard remains peaceful and serene.

In the years Thor has lived as a mortal, he has long since fallen in love with Earth, and he is determined to stop all of this from happening.

"Commendable courage."

Hela watched him coldly, casually tossing Mjolnir to the ground. She no longer cared for this weapon; the dwarven kingdom would forge her a weapon more suitable for her status as a king.

At that moment, she swung her hand back and stabbed Thor through the chest with a knife.

The quicksand swirled into a vortex, pulling countless enemies into it until they were completely buried.

At the center of the vortex, William Baker's figure materialized once more, but many enemies still stood watching from afar.

Sha--

T'Challa rose from the sand with the agility and ferocity of Panther God returning from a thousand years of death.

But he still couldn't do anything about these people.

"Could we do it one more time?"

William Baker said to T'Challa.

Perform several large explosions to temporarily incapacitate the enemies, then drag them into the Quicksand Hell and seal them inside.

However, even now, William Baker could sense that the Celestial Palace Warrior of the Dark Elf were still struggling to escape from the quicksand under his control.

He could only patiently guide them, making sure they didn't slip away.

"I'm out of energy."

T'Challa said helplessly.

That last burst of energy was all the Kinetic Energy he had stored up, and that was stored in the Sonic Attack Room before he set off. It would be almost impossible to accumulate that much energy again using ordinary attacks.

"But I think it was Mjolnir who flew over just now. It should be Thor or Steve. The battle will probably end soon."

T'Challa glanced down at the hammer in his hand.

This is Vibranium; it's probably not very useful.

"Besides, we have Quicksilver as our vanguard." T'Challa brandished his claws.

Meanwhile, Quicksilver, whom he called the vanguard, had quietly arrived inside the palace. He was sprinting so fast that he didn't even encounter Hela who had set off. After getting lost for a moment, he arrived at the Asgard palace.

But the place was now completely deserted.

He slowed his pace, walking slowly inside the palace. The ruins were covered with countless knife marks, clearly indicating that a great battle had taken place.

"It looks like there's no one here?"

Pietro was unaware that a major battle had broken out behind them. He hadn't forgotten that he was there to rescue people, so he first scanned the palace with the machine, but there was no sign of life.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to go in and investigate himself.

After all, it's hard to say whether Asgard's technology and magic have any way to shield them from the detection of the Galactic Plumbers's technology.

"I wonder how Wanda is doing." Pietro was a little worried, but at that moment, a green shadow appeared before his eyes.

"Loki?"

"Shh!" Loki held up a finger, signaling him to be quiet.

Boom!!

Three different colored magical powers collided and then spread out, forming a magical storm that instantly crushed the jungle.

Wanda fell somewhat awkwardly from the air to the ground, tumbling several times before coming to a stop.

In contrast, Amora and Lorelei were much more elegant, descending slowly like fairies.

"The spellcasters of Asgard are indeed very powerful..."

Wanda looked at them with a wary expression. As a thousand-year-old divine kingdom, Asgard's magic was indeed very profound, not inferior even to the Sanctum Sanctorum.

Especially under Odin's rule, Asgard and Vanaheim had a very close relationship. Odin collected almost all the magic in the Nine Realms, so you can imagine how powerful it was.

If Wanda were fully awakened, she wouldn't be afraid of them, but the current Wanda is far inferior to them.

"Is this all the wizards in Midgard are capable of?" Amora sneered. "I've heard there's a Sanctum Sanctorum there; are all the wizards there as useless as you?"

Wanda:...

"It seems our choice was indeed correct," Lorelei said. "Midgard is nothing special after all, and that so-called Galactic Plumbers is probably just a name without substance. Only that useless old man Odin is so timid as to invite such a fellow to the supreme Asgard, and that shameful Loki has even pledged allegiance to them..."

Both sisters were Asgardian, so they naturally experienced that coronation ceremony.

Many in Asgard had long harbored resentment towards Odin for treating the King of Sakaar with the same level of respect.

They believed this was detrimental to Asgard's prestige, and that even if the King of Sakaar wanted to establish diplomatic relations with Asgard, he should pay homage as a subject.

However, given Odin's authority, such voices were not strong in the past, and only circulated among a few ambitious individuals.

"How dare you insult the Galactic Plumbers?!"

Wanda couldn't ignore their blatant disregard for the Galactic Plumbers, and immediately glared at them.

For Wanda, it was Ben who found her during the most desperate time of her life.

In Sokovia, a country with no future, she and Pietro were pulled out of that filthy, foul-smelling quagmire. If it weren't for Ben, none of this would have happened.

Looking back now, Wanda feels that she and Pietro are probably stuck in this forever.

Pietro will mingle among those gangsters, either dying in an accident one day or slowly becoming a key member. Then, believing they have enough power, they will plot to seek revenge on Stark.

Or perhaps they used the power of others to betray themselves in order to seek revenge.

But Ben was like a ray of light shining into their doomed lives.

Not to mention life after joining the Galactic Plumbers.

Wanda will never forget that Christmas she spent in Queens. It was an ordinary day, nothing special compared to other families, but for her, it was the "home" she could only dream of.

"Humiliation?"

Amora laughed, then stomped her foot on Wanda's shoulder, the sharp heel digging into Wanda's body. "I only want no humiliation. I will conquer Midgard alongside the Goddess of Death!"

"You probably don't know my abilities, but I can tell you, the world calls me the Enchantress Witch! No man can resist my charm!"

Lorelei glanced at her, thinking that Thor could do that.

However, now was not the time to embarrass her sister, so she had no choice but to keep quiet.

Amora continued, completely oblivious to the growing rage in Wanda's eyes. "Then I will control all those wretched Midgard and make them slaughter the Guardians of the Galactic Plumbers with their own hands."

Amora laughed like a devil.

You'll find that the things you cherish are worthless in front of me!

She extended her long, alluring the Five Fingers and swept them across Wanda's eyes. Magical power instantly invaded Wanda's brain, and the most terrifying illusions appeared before Wanda—

Boom!!!

Wanda is heartbroken.

However, the fear didn't lead to despondency; instead, it caused an uncontrollable surge of energy within her!

"Yeah?"

She reached out and gripped Amora's ankle tightly with her fingertips. Powerful Energy of the Universe was imbued into her fingertips, causing Amora to feel a slight pain.

"I'll show you what it means to be utterly insignificant!" She raised her head angrily, her eyes seeming to belong to an evil lord from a chaotic world!

Boom!!!

At that moment, crimson energy erupted!

The powerful energy surge shot into the sky like molten lava bursting through the earth's veins, then poured out and crushed in all directions.

Wherever the energy reaches, everything Oblivion to ashes!

"Amora!"

Lorelei realized something was wrong and shouted, but she could see nothing. The immense wind pressure lifted her up like a kite with its string broken in a storm. No matter how hard she tried to control herself, she was like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of Wanda's power.

In an instant, she went from a high and mighty deity to a tiny ant.

This power spread to every corner of Asgard in a single second, so much so that even Hela felt a slight tremor in her heart.

"This power is enough to destroy Asgard!"

She looked in horror at the place where the crimson flower bloomed, her face as if she had seen the end of the world!

no?

Where did Midgard find such a terrifyingly powerful expert?

Hela never dreamed that Midgard, which she once considered the weakest of the Nine Realms, actually harbored such terrifying power.

It's important to understand that her life and power are inextricably linked to Asgard; if Asgard is destroyed, she will die as well.

Now, under that energy fluctuation, Asgard, which has existed in the universe for millions of years, is now violently shaking, with the earth crumbling and the sky tearing apart!

No, no matter where this force comes from, we must stop it!

Hela made up her mind.

In comparison, the Galactic Plumbers and Malekith are not so important anymore.

She wants to conquer the Nine Realms, but only if her own existence is not extinguished!

"A great opportunity!"

In that split second she was stunned, the members of the Galactic Plumbers, who had been struggling against her offensive, seized the opportunity.

Thor fiercely pulled the Black Sword from his body and lunged at her recklessly, actually seizing the slightest opportunity to plunge the Death Blades into Hela's chest.

Sizzle--

Fresh blood flowed like a fountain.

Hela fell backward until the blade that pierced her was embedded in the ground, then arched her back like a bow.

On the other side, the Three Warriors worked together and knocked Heimdall aside. Volstagg gave him a bear hug around the waist and tackled him to the ground, while the other two held down Heimdall's hands.

Steve leaped and landed next to Sif and Peter, raising his Vibranium shield to block Sif's attack. Peter seized the opportunity to throw a Subjugation Disc, subduing her.

But they all knew Hela wouldn't die so easily.

On the contrary, Thor had already lost too much blood and was seeing stars.

"Give him the hammer!" Volstagg shouted.

"Otherwise he'll die!"

Thor's injuries would be fatal to a mortal, but if he were a god, the strongest Thor, he could be healed quickly and brought back to his peak condition.

But Thor no longer had the strength to pick up the hammer.

Peter and Steve exchanged a glance, both knowing what they should do next.

They ran towards Mjolnir at the same time, their hands reaching for the hammer. At that moment, they had no thoughts, no right to question, no doubts; they simply did it.

Mjolnir was lifted up by them together.

Rumble!

Thunder sounded again--

They hurled the Hammer of Thor, Thor, at him, and the nearly lifeless body instinctively reached out and caught it.

Just as a patient on the verge of death was awakened by the electric current of a pacemaker, Thor awoke!

The silver scales finally draped over his body once more, and his crimson cloak billowed in the gale.

"I am Thor, the Thor Thunder! For the glory of the Northern Gods!"

Thor raised his hammer high, and lightning connected heaven and earth!

At this moment, he finally returned with divine majesty and turned to look at Hela.

Hela stood up straight from the ground like a stiff spider.

Hela!

Thor issues the judgment.

"I will not kill you, but you will spend the rest of your life in the prison of Asgard, until the spirit of Odin Allfather, mourns for you, until the Soul Stone of the Mother of the Gods shines once more!"

Thor gathered ten thousand thunderbolts and hurled Mjolnir at Hela.

This attack,

It will set Asgard!

Boom!!!

Lightning bolts shot out, yet progress was impossible.

Hela playfully stretched out her hand, simply blocking Mjolnir.

"This is impossible..."

Thor was stunned.

He was Mjolnir, powered by his own divine strength. The Infinity Power of Thunder did not disappear or become ineffective just because Hela could lift the Hammer of Thor, yet Hela caught it so easily.

At this moment, a profound sense of powerlessness enveloped Thor.

"You have no idea what 'impossible' means, my dear brother."

Hela laughed coldly, and then her divine power pierced through Mjolnir.

Boom!!!

Mjolnir shattered into pieces.