Her gaze passed over Captain Marvel and moved sideways to Jean. Despite the outward appearance of a mature beauty, she looked like an ordinary person—but how many ordinary people could fly? Hercules sensed a power within Jean that he did not understand.
Finally, he looked at Daisy.
Director Daisy had been overlooked because she had kept her power suppressed, and she had suppressed it well.
Ordinary people looking at Daisy would only marvel at her beauty.
Hercules was different. He was, after all, a battle-hardened god. At first glance, Daisy seemed even more ordinary than Jean, but the second glance filled Hercules with terror.
He did not even see clearly what Daisy looked like or what she was wearing. He only felt that she was dazzling beyond measure. One more look, and he would lose himself completely and have his convictions utterly destroyed.
The gap between them seemed as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.
Hercules hurriedly turned away and dared not look again. Thoughts raced through his mind. What the hell? Had he come to the wrong place? Why were all the powerful beings on this Earth women? Could this be the female universe the gods passed down in their tales? And where was his good brother Thor?
"...Why are all of you women?" he asked, utterly baffled.
Stark: "..."
As if she had seen through his thoughts, Daisy spoke softly. "Looking for Thor? Thor is planting trees in the star system the Shi'ar call Tolep 19-22. Want me to send you there?"
"His arrival killed forty-five civilians and injured more than two hundred others. The Los Angeles police are mobilizing additional officers." Captain Marvel pointed northeast and spoke quietly. Her meaning was clear: Hercules could not be allowed to leave.
The risks of being an ordinary