"Only those who are merciful, kind, heroic, handsome... can lift Thor's Hammer."
With his hammer snatched away, Thor immediately changed his tune, abandoning his righteous declaration. Then he said to Andrew ingratiatingly, "King of Abilities, could you give me my hammer back? It's mine. Sure, it won't answer when I call it, but it really is mine."
Everyone booed. Thor looked like such a tough guy, yet the moment someone took his Meow Meow Hammer, he turned into a coward. Was he the god of thunder or the Hammer God?
Only the other Thors understood his choice. Did they think that was just an ordinary hammer? That was the Meow Meow Hammer that stood by them through life and death, never leaving their side. It was their true love.
"Correct answer."
Andrew smiled and tossed the hammer back to Thor. Then he said, "Everyone, get ready. Once the time is right, we'll strike and catch them all in one fell swoop."
This time, nobody objected. Some, like Tony, thought there was no need to make things so complicated. With so many powerful fighters, they could simply attack head-on. Still, they said nothing. Andrew was in charge, after all, and why not take a shortcut when one was available?
Something occurred to Susan, and she asked, "King of Abilities, you said earlier that The Forgotten One was hiding inside Elios. Surely he won't just turn a blind eye to all this?"
"I'm not entirely sure what condition The Forgotten One is in right now. As for whether he'll intervene, nobody knows except him."
Andrew said, "But that's not much of a problem. I've already made preparations. Whether he intervenes or not, the result will be the same."
Andrew had let Chthon and the others come looking for Elios precisely to probe