"Since the hammer isn't yours, I'll take it without hesitation."
Hao Shuai stepped forward and lifted Mjolnir again.
The sky rumbled~~
Countless bolts of lightning gathered around Mjolnir once more. Then Hao Shuai swung the hammer in his hand.
Boom! Rumble!
A bolt of lightning suddenly streaked down from the sky, striking in the direction Hao Shuai had swung.
Everything in its path—whether the base's plexiglass roof or the rocks—was instantly vaporized by its overwhelming power.
"That's all the power it has? It's practically useless~~"
Hao Shuai carefully felt out Mjolnir's power. In the end, it was nothing special—not as powerful as his Lightning Strike Fist.
He'd been a little interested in Mjolnir, but now he had no desire to keep it.
If it were the Mjolnir from the comics, he might have considered it.
The comic version of Mjolnir was made from neutron star matter drawn from the core of a sun. Aside from black holes, it was the densest substance in the universe.
Water had a density of 1 gram per cubic centimeter, and lead, 11 grams per cubic centimeter. Neither was worth mentioning beside neutron star matter, whose density reached 100 million tons per cubic centimeter.
At that density, Mjolnir weighed around 120 quadrillion pounds (approximately 5.443 quadrillion kilograms).
And the Death Star Core was only the shell of the hammer. What lay inside was even more terrifying. Sealed within it was a storm born at the beginning of the universe, powerful enough to destroy galaxies: the progenitor of all storms, the God Tempest.
The God Tempest possessed a degree of self-awareness, so Mjolnir had been extremely violent when it was first created. Even the young Odin had needed a million years to tame it.
Mjolnir had been forged by dwarven craftsmen from Uru metal and branches