Thor: It Feels Like I've Been Cuckolded

Rumble!

The moment Natasha lifted the hammer, the heavens and earth suddenly changed color!

Pitch-black storm clouds stretched for thousands of miles, and the roar of thunder echoed across the sky!

Then, a streak of silver lightning tore through the clouds and sky, landing squarely upon the raised hammer.

At the same time, a powerful aura emerged from Natasha.

Golden headgear and armor materialized around her, followed by a fiery red cape that fluttered behind the armor despite the lack of wind!

Female Thor Natasha!

"She actually lifted it with spiritual power!"

Seeing Natasha lift the hammer and gain a full set of equipment, the onlookers below all cried out in surprise.

The most shocked were Kaecilius and Mordo.

They had just used all their strength and failed to lift it, yet Natasha had easily raised it with just a little spiritual power!

"This spiritual power is incredible. No wonder cultivation requires this kind of energy!"

Mordo looked thoughtful as well. "That's right. We completely underestimated spiritual power before and overlooked its miraculous qualities!"

"Perhaps the Sect Master is a powerful, orderly demon god like the Vishanti, and this spiritual power originates from the Sect Master just like the power of white magic, which is why it is so extraordinary!"

Mordo's words did not earn Kaecilius's agreement. Instead, he immediately refuted him.

"Spiritual power is far stronger than the power of white magic, and the Vishanti definitely aren't as powerful as the Sect Master!"

Seeing Kaecilius getting worked up, Mordo helplessly waved a hand. "Don't get so agitated. I was only making an analogy."

Mordo had no idea that his guess had come remarkably close to the truth.

After all, energy like spiritual qi was the ultimate product of the Cultivation Universe. The Marvel Universe could never have produced such energy on its own.

The reason the Marvel Universe's energy could now be converted into spiritual qi was all because of Feng Xu—or rather, because of the ability Feng Xu had given them.

Just as dimensional demon gods lent magic to sorcerers, converting spiritual qi and wielding spiritual power were abilities bestowed by Feng Xu, marked with Feng Xu's imprint.

The medium for using demon god magic was chanting spells, while the medium for converting spiritual qi and wielding spiritual power was cultivation techniques.

The only difference was that a demon god could reclaim its magic with a single word. At its core, it was merely borrowed power and would never truly become one's own.

But the spiritual power and strength gained through cultivation techniques truly belonged to the cultivator. Feng Xu could not reclaim them with a single word unless he personally crippled their cultivation.

With that said, it became obvious why spiritual power could lift the hammer.

It was because Odin was far weaker than Feng Xu, so the restriction Odin had placed upon it became ineffective before spiritual power.

Even if one's heart was neither pure nor righteous, using spiritual power could forcibly gain Thor's Hammer's recognition and lift it.

And because of the enchantment Odin had placed on the hammer when he cast it down, whoever lifted Thor's Hammer would become the new Thor and gain Thor's Power.

Thus, after lifting the hammer, Natasha was naturally empowered by Thor's Power and given a set of Thor's Armor.

Looking at Natasha standing there in a daze with the hammer raised, Clea curiously stepped forward and touched the armor and cape, then asked excitedly.

"Natasha, stop striking poses and tell us how it feels. How did you suddenly become so cool?"

When Natasha did not react, Clea immediately gave her two hard shakes. "Natasha?"

Natasha, who had been immersed in Thor's Power and enjoying her ability to command lightning at will, was instantly shaken awake by Clea.

Once she came to her senses, Natasha felt the unreal strength flowing from the hammer and let go without hesitation.

The hammer fell to the ground. The armor on her body vanished as well, and her powerful aura dissipated.

Seeing Natasha suddenly release the hammer with a complicated expression, Clea asked again.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the hammer?"

"Nothing."

Natasha shook her head and explained, "This hammer is incredibly powerful. Whoever lifts it gains the ability to control lightning."

"I nearly lost myself in a power that did not belong to me just now, so I acted a little strangely."

At that, Natasha suddenly thought of Thor and could not help complaining.

"It's such a waste for Thor to have this hammer. It's obviously so powerful, yet Thor can only use it to throw out little sparks."

Natasha's words immediately piqued Clea's curiosity.

"You make it sound so mysterious. Let me experience it too."

She immediately circulated her spiritual power and reached for Thor's Hammer lying on the ground.

Mordo and Kaecilius, who had overheard the conversation, wore puzzled expressions.

While Clea went to pick up the hammer, they hurriedly asked Natasha, "Who is this Thor you mentioned? Is he connected to this hammer?"

Natasha nodded. "He is the hammer's original owner, and also a prince of Asgard."

"A prince of Asgard!"

The two were both startled, but when they thought of the deposit Asgard had sent, they immediately guessed that the real party had arrived.

Meanwhile.

New Mexico.

The town of Puente Antiguo.

Thor, who was being cornered by a group of punks in an alley, suddenly felt empty inside, as though he had lost something precious.

Then an inexplicable rage rose within him, like the anger born from betrayal.

In short, his mood was extremely complicated and awful.

He had no pleasant expression whatsoever for the punks blocking his way and demanding money.

"Hey, I'm getting a little angry now. You'd better run while I haven't lost my temper!"

"Whoa, run while I haven't lost my temper-temper. You'd better run-run~"

The punk leader did not take Thor seriously at all and even mimicked him in a ridiculous accent.

"Look, our handsome muscle man is angry. I'm so scared~"

Bang!

The moment the punk finished speaking, Thor punched him in the face.

But without his divine power, the punch merely forced the punk back a few steps and successfully enraged him.

"Get him! Hold him down!"

"You dare hit someone when you don't even have money? Then let your ass remember my shape forever!"

The punks swarmed forward and, using their numerical advantage, instantly pinned Thor's upper body against the lid of a dumpster.

Thor finally realized the severity of the situation. He struggled even harder and shouted out his identity.

"You damned bastards, stop! Do you know who I am? I am the prince of Asgard! I am Thor!"

Thor's shouting had no effect. Instead, it made the punk leader even more excited.

"Oh? You've even got a backstory and character setting. Nice, I like it!"

"No, you can't do this! Father! Heimdall! Lower the Rainbow Bridge! You can't let them do this to me!"

Just as Thor was about to receive the first injection of his life, a flurry of footsteps and a woman's voice came from nearby.

"Officer, it's here! An improper transaction is taking place here!"

The instant that voice rang out, the punks stopped moving.

Then, without looking back, they all fled toward the other end of the alley.

"Shit, someone called the cops! Run!"