What made Red Skull so dangerous was how well he stayed hidden, plotting in the shadows before suddenly emerging and catching everyone off guard.
Now he was even wearing Stark's face, using his weapons and equipment. Any evil he committed afterward would be blamed on Stark.
But now things were better. He had surfaced, and there were plenty of people on Earth who could kill him.
"We can't place our hopes on outsiders. You need to work harder too," Professor Charles advised meaningfully.
Though he was only a soul, Stark could not help sighing. Gathering his courage, he reached for the sword's hilt again.
It was Excalibur.
The sword had always remained deep within his soul and had never left.
Stark had initially been overjoyed, believing that with the divine sword, he could crush Red Skull. The power Excalibur had displayed that day was still vivid in his mind.
But when he gripped the hilt, he discovered something: he was no longer worthy. The divine sword no longer recognized him as its wielder.
Just as Thor had needed to learn humility before he could lift Mjolnir again, Stark also needed to adjust his mindset and meet the requirements once more.
Daisy had casually taken out Excalibur alongside Mjolnir, making them seem like equipment of the same rank, but in truth, they were not even close.
One was the work of Odin, a Skyfather Tier being; the other was the masterpiece of Old Merlin, who stood half a step into the Cosmic God Tier. Both weapons could be called divine artifacts, but there was an enormous gap between them.
To compare itself to Mjolnir was extremely difficult for the sentient Excalibur to endure.
But it had no choice. Lady Destiny had made it very clear at the time: "Tony Stark can