Thor had never expected Loki to release the Destroyer Armor, the strongest guardian of Asgard's treasury.
It was a super armor forged by his father, made entirely from Asgard's most precious Uru Metal.
His father had bestowed powerful divine power upon the armor, and it had two forms. The first could be worn.
Once equipped, it granted divine power second only to that of his father, enough to dominate the Nine Realms.
The second form could be controlled by thought, allowing it to fight remotely in its user's place. It was equally unimaginably powerful in that form.
Against the Destroyer Armor, let alone now that he had been stripped of his divine power, even at his peak, Thor might not have been its match.
Thus, when he saw the Destroyer Armor appear before him, his face was naturally filled with terror.
In his eyes, no one on this weak planet could stand against the Destroyer Armor—not even Loren's female subordinates.
The Destroyer Armor's appearance not only drew Thor's attention. At that moment, inside S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret base, a group of Avengers also wore grave expressions.
Ever since Thor had been taken away by Loren, they had secretly tracked him. Although they could not enter Morgan Manor,
they could observe from outside with binoculars and report the situation to Nick Fury in real time.
Therefore, S.H.I.E.L.D. knew what Thor was seeing as well. In particular, the Destroyer Armor stood ten meters tall, practically a colossal monster.
In a situation like this, anyone with eyes could see it. Even without tracking Thor, there was no way to keep it hidden.
"Motherfucker, what the hell is this thing?" Nick Fury's expression turned exceptionally grave as he watched the Destroyer Armor on the surveillance feed.
He hated unknown things like this most of all. Thor