"Um, are you sure he's the weakest among you?"
Watching Marquis Voban battle Dormammu, Thor cautiously poked Tony Stark on the shoulder.
Was that kind of power really the weakest among them?
"More or less."
"Not counting you and me."
Tony nodded. Although he felt his own strength was no weaker than the Marquis's, especially in the Marvel World where his Infinity Stones could function perfectly.
But he did not care much about that sort of thing. He could treat it as giving the Marquis some face.
"..."
Thor was speechless for a moment. He looked at Marquis Voban, who was fighting Dormammu, at the scene of the two casually stirring countless energies throughout the Dark Dimension, then looked at himself, his expression lost.
What exactly had he come here for?
After receiving Tony's invitation, he had not even listened to Odin's warnings. For the sake of brotherhood, he had come straight from Asgard, only to suddenly discover that this battle seemed to have no need for him at all.
Neither Dormammu nor Marquis Voban was someone he could even compare himself to.
This was completely different from what he had imagined!
Thor cried out inwardly.
He still remembered when Odin learned that he planned to fight Dormammu. His father had first frozen for a moment, then seriously explained Dormammu's strength and the meaning of the Skyfather level, clearly telling Thor that the other party was a powerhouse on the same level as God King Odin.
It went in one ear and out the other, and Thor had even become excited because of it.
Because in his imagination, he would be challenging Dormammu alongside Tony and the others, challenging a powerhouse on the same level as his father, God King Odin, and defeating him.
They would unite as one, gather