Chu Hang did not call Tony, nor did he notify S.H.I.E.L.D..
He just used an encrypted line and left an anonymous message in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal database for Coulson's terminal.
"Take care of your people and don't go to death."
The next second the message was sent, the other person had disappeared from the top-floor office of Stark Tower.
New Mexico, Puente Antiguo.
The afternoon sun should have been lazy, but now it was frozen with an icy fear.
Panic spread through the town like invisible wildfire.
A metal giant more than three meters tall was walking on the only main road in the town.
The lines of its body are smooth and ferocious, and the entire body is made of a shiny black metal, reflecting cold and hard light in the sun.
Destroyer.
Its movements were not fast, even a little slow, but every step carried great force, leaving a clear deep hole on the asphalt road.
The pickup truck on the roadside blocked its way, and with just a wave of its hand, the one-ton truck was swept away like an empty can, rolled over and smashed into the shop window on the roadside, shattering the glass all over the floor.
Sirens, screams, and cries all mingled together. The townspeople were like ants whose nest had been stabbed, running around desperately.
Phil·Coulson was hiding behind a police car, shouting at the top of his lungs on the walkie-talkie.
"All units, repeat, all units! Give up conventional weapons confrontation! Organize civilian evacuation immediately! This is not a drill!"
Several agents beside him stuck their heads out and fired at the metal giant with automatic rifles.
The bullet hit its smooth shell without even splashing Mars, and was easily bounced away, making a clanging sound.
Destroyer didn't even pay attention to them and continued to move forward unhurriedly. Its goal was clear.
Coulson looked at this scene, with cold sweat all over his back. He had seen many scenes, but this was the first time for this kind of incomprehensible and absolute power. A name flashed in his mind - Anthony·Chen. Then the anonymous message he had just received flashed through his mind.
"Retreat! Everyone retreat beyond the safety line!" Coulson gave the final order. He knew that staying here would have no meaning except a few more corpses.
At the other end of the town, Thor was driving a broken truck that was about to fall apart. The truck bed was filled with frightened townspeople. Jane Foster and her two colleagues, Erik·Selvig, Daisy·Lois, were also crowded in the cab.
"What on earth is that?" Jane looked at the metal giant getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror, her face turned pale with fright.
"Loki sent him." Thor's expression was uglier than hers. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hands, "He's here to kill me."
He turned the steering wheel fiercely and the truck swerved, narrowly avoiding a cement block that was blown away by Destroyer. He parked the car on the side of the road, pushed away a little girl who was almost hit, and shouted to Jane: "You guys go away! I'll hold it back!"
"Are you crazy? You are just an ordinary person now! You will die!" Jane grabbed his arm, her voice trembling.
"I am the only one who can stop it." Thor shook off her hand, with a determination in his eyes, "This all started because of me, and it should be ended by me."
He knew that he had no divine power now and could have his bones broken with one punch. But he couldn't watch these innocent people die because of him. This was his final dignity as the Asgard prince.
He took a deep breath, walked alone to the metal giant that was destroying the town.
Destroyer stopped. Its smooth head visor slowly opened, revealing a hole inside which was an orange-red light rolling like lava.
It recognized Thor.
"Brother!" Thor raised his head, facing the burning Heat Wave, and shouted loudly, "I know you can hear it! I know you hate me! No matter what I did wrong in the past, I apologize to you! But these people are innocent! Let them go! All you want is me, come on!"
He opened his arms, completely gave up resistance, and closed his eyes.
Asgard, Asgardian Palace.
Loki is wearing a Black Noir royal dress and sitting on the throne of Odin. He holds the golden Gungnir in his hand and looks at everything happening on the earth indifferently through the perspective of Destroyer.
Heimdall stood in front of Bifrost's console, silent.
"It's such a touching brotherhood." Loki looked at the stupid look of Thor on the screen, looking at Thor who was about to kill him at the very least. A hint of cold sarcasm appeared in the corner of his mouth, "Then do as you wish, my dear brother."
He raised Gungnir, faced the void, and gave the order.
Earth.
Destroyer The light behind the visor suddenly brightened, and the energy condensed in an instant.
A scorching energy beam, carrying the aura of destroying everything, shot out of the hole and went straight to Thor's chest.
"No--!" Jane screamed in despair.
Coulson couldn't bear to close his eyes.
Just before the beam was about to hit Thor, a figure appeared out of thin air and stood in front of Thor.
Chu Hang.
He stretched out a hand and spread his fingers.
[Spatial Curvature Barrier]Start
The beam, which was enough to melt the tank armor, stopped abruptly less than ten centimeters away from his palm. Like a poisonous snake that hit the invisible glass wall, it twisted and roared crazily, but could no longer move forward. The surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, making a sizzling sound.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Everyone was stunned.
Coulson and his agents opened their mouths wide and forgot to put down the guns in their hands.
Jane and Erik stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared, their minds going blank.
Thor opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the back of the figure who was not tall but extremely reliable, and forgot where he was for a moment.
"Long time no see, Mr. Thor." Chu Hang didn't look back. His voice was very calm and clearly reached everyone's ears. "It seems that your life on earth is not very peaceful."
He shook his hand lightly.
The imprisoned energy beam instantly collapsed inward, compressing into a fist-sized ball of light, and then disappeared out of thin air with a soft "pop" sound, like a popped soap bubble.
Destroyer seemed stunned for a moment. There was no plan to deal with this situation in its program.
It raised its huge metal arm, the muscle-like structure on the arm bulged, and with a roar that ripped through the air, it slammed down on Chu Hang's head.
Chu Hang didn't even look back, he just raised his other hand and lifted it up.
"Bang!"
There was a loud sound that was so dull that it made people panic.
Destroyer's Iron Fist hit Chu Hang's palm firmly.
Chu Hang didn't move at all. There wasn't even a crack on the asphalt road under his feet. A stream of Havok visible to the naked eye spread out with him as the center, blowing away all the surrounding dust and Shatterstone.
"Good strength." Chu Hang commented lightly, "A little worse than Hulk."
The moment his palm touched the Destroyer shell, something more came to his mind.
[S-level ability: Adaptive Armor].
[Ability description: It can absorb external attack energy, analyze attack patterns, and quickly generate targeted high-strength defense structures.]
"Interesting." Chu Hang thought to himself, "Take it."
Destroyer was enraged. Its core program judged that the target in front of it was the highest-level threat. It retracted its fists, and the armor on both arms deformed and reorganized amidst a burst of tooth-piercing metal friction, revealing the densely packed Hive-style muzzles.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
The next second, countless energy beams shot toward Chu Hang like a torrential rain.
Chu Hang is still standing there, not moving.
When those energy beams, which were enough to flatten a hill, came within one meter of his body, a strange scene happened.
The space around him began to twist and fold like water waves.
Those energy beams shot into this area, and some were refracted into the sky, exploding into gorgeous fireworks in the clouds; some were bounced back to the ground, exploding huge potholes on the streets; and some simply disappeared out of thin air, and it was unknown which dimension they were transferred to.
Not a hair could touch the corner of his clothes.
"Is the performance over?" Chu Hang said with a hint of impatience in his voice, "It's my turn."
He took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.
The next second, he had appeared above Destroyer like a ghost.
He clenched his right fist, and tiny golden lightning crackled on his fist, converging into a dazzling light.
Then, he punched Destroyer's smooth head.
[Infinite Rage]
"Crack!"
An extremely clear cracking sound drowned out all the noise.
A clear crack appeared on Destroyer's helmet, which was said to be made by Uru and would never wear out.
Immediately afterwards, the cracks were like spider webs, quickly spreading to its neck, chest, limbs... all over its body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Destroyer's huge body froze. Orange-red core energy spewed out from countless cracks uncontrollably, like a statue about to collapse.
Chu Hang's figure floated to the ground and stood firmly beside Thor.
Destroyer fell to his knees behind him. The entire upper body, including his head, was completely blown into countless metal fragments of different sizes in a dull explosion, scattered on the ground.
Only the lower body, which was still smoking, was left in a kneeling position, turning into a pile of scrap metal.
The whole town was silent.
Chu Hang walked to the fragments and picked up half of a relatively complete visor. He walked up to Thor, who was still in a sluggish state, and handed the visor to him.
"You see clearly." Chu Hang said, "This thing is considered a top-notch weapon among Asgard, right?"
Thor swallowed hard and nodded subconsciously.
"But it has no will, no Soul Law, it is just an empty shell that obeys orders. Therefore, it is very fragile."
Chu Hang said, slowly exerting force with his five fingers.
"Click!"
The hard metal face armor that could withstand bullets was easily crushed into a twisted piece of scrap metal in his hands.
"And you," Chu Hang threw the piece of scrap metal on the ground with a clang, "You once had a power a hundred times more powerful than it, but you used it as a tool to show off and capital for fighting. What's the difference between you and it?"
Thor's body trembled violently.
Chu Hang's words were like an invisible heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard and shattering his last pride.
He looked at the devastated town, at the civilians who had been displaced and full of fear because of him, at the tears that had not yet dried on Jane's face, and at the ugly piece of scrap metal on the ground.
An unprecedented sense of shame and regret, like a flood that burst a dam, instantly overwhelmed him.
He finally understood his father's intentions.
He was not deprived of his divine powers.
He is... unworthy of it.
At the moment when he completely woke up, in the distance, there was a crater blocked by S.H.I.E.L.D..
The Mjolnir, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly made a high-pitched buzz.
"Whoosh--"
The hammer turned into a silver stream of light, soared into the sky, cut through the sky, and flew towards the town.
Its speed was so fast that it broke the sound barrier, pulling out a long white air wave behind it.
Thor seemed to sense something, raised his head suddenly, looked at the light flying towards him, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand.
The hammer drew a perfect arc and landed accurately in his palm.
A familiar and heavy touch came, as if a lost part of his body had finally returned.
"Boom!"
A huge bolt of lightning penetrated the sky and the earth, tore through the clear sky, fell from the sky, and struck Thor accurately.
In the dazzling light, the cheap T-shirt and jeans he was wearing were evaporated by the violent energy in an instant. They were replaced by a close-fitting armor made of countless silver scales, and a red cloak automatically made a hunting sound behind him without wind.
Thor, is back.
Chu Hang looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.
Finally, my words were not wasted. I can teach you.
He turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait!" Thor called him.
He held Mjolnir and looked at the back of Chu Hang. There was no longer any arrogance in his eyes, only pure awe and gratitude.
"Who the hell are you?"
Chu Hang smiled and did not look back.
"Soy sauce"
After saying that, his figure slowly faded in the air until it completely disappeared.
Only Thor, holding Mjolnir, was left standing there, looking at the sky.
He knew that he owed this man a huge favor.
And his next goal is to return to Asgard, find his good brother, and settle this account.