Melinda and the other two girls behind Phil Coulson screamed in horror at the sight, " Coulson /Captain Coulson!!!"
Phil Coulson's dark lips trembled slightly...
The next instant, his body collapsed into a cloud of ashes.
Without Phil Coulson as the spellcaster, the already strained Crimson Veil was instantly torn to shreds by the raging energy flames...
boom!
As endless streams of flame surged past, Melinda May and the rest of Coulson's team, along with Phil, were all silently burned to ashes.
Even Sif, who was lying on the ground, was not spared.
Next came the entire Town of Hockum and the residents who fled the town...
Rumble!
The aftershocks of the explosion created a massive crater, hundreds of meters deep, within a radius of hundreds of miles centered on the town.
Apart from the Destroyer, whose body was mostly mangled, only Thor the God of Thunder, who was saved by Mjolnir's timely release of a lightning net, survived.
Thor the God of Thunder stared blankly at everything around him that had turned to nothingness, no longer able to see the Thunder Divine Power he had displayed just moments before when he had regained his thunderous power.
"No, this can't be?!"
His right hand, which held Mjolnir, fell limply to his side.
'Squeak~'
The Destroyer raised its shattered head, looking at Thor with its only remaining black eye socket, as if silently mocking him.
In a daze, Thor seemed to hear Loki's mockery.
Now you have nothing left.
The Destroyer's tattered silver body dissipated into wisps of Uru Metal dust, drifting away with the wind.
Thor the God of Thunder stared in disbelief at the scene before Mjolnir suddenly slipped from his grasp and plummeted into the giant crater below.
His Thor's Armor gradually transformed into streaks of lightning and dissipated...
Without Mjolnir's blessing, Thor's body began to fall downwards.
He stared blankly at the spot where the Destroyer had vanished, muttering repeatedly, "It's all my fault..."
" Sif ... Fandral ... Son of Coul ...and the Town of Hockum ..."
"If it weren't for me, perhaps none of you would have died..."
At that moment, Thor was utterly despondent.
He slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms, and let himself fall freely to the ground.
At that moment, a faint sigh suddenly rang out.
[Sigh~~]
[They've come this far, and they still haven't woken up~]
[Does he really have to sacrifice the entirety of Asgard to become the true God of Thunder?]
Then, endless green Mana surged forth, instantly enveloping an area of hundreds of miles.
[Time, rewind!]
With a soft murmur, time within a radius of a hundred miles began to flow backward rapidly.
Thor, having just free-fallen, quickly rose into the air...
Mjolnir, having fallen into the giant crater, flew back into Thor's hands...
Countless metal dust particles coalesced again into a shattered Destroyer...
The reporters are the erased Town of Hockum and the Sif and Phil Coulson Team, reduced to ashes...
Let's rewind to the moment when endless lightning collided with the burning golden Odinforce.
A faint blue spatial fluctuation appeared instantly, and the nine-meter-tall Destroyer vanished abruptly.
'boom!'
Endless lightning bolts struck the deserted sand, creating a massive crater tens of meters deep.
"Why?!"
Thor the God of Thunder, carrying Mjolnir, looked around in bewilderment.
"Where is the Destroyer?"
"Was he reduced to ashes by my final blow?!"
He shook his head and turned to look at the ground.
Thor's eyes instantly welled up with tears upon seeing the pitiful corpses of the Warriors Three of Asgard.
" Fandral... Hogun... Volstagg ..."
"I swear, your sacrifice will not have been in vain!"
"I will make Loki pay the heaviest price!"
He brandished Mjolnir and transformed into a bolt of lightning, flying towards the town.
Phil Coulson suddenly felt a moment of mental confusion. He moved his arm in confusion but did not feel any discomfort in his body.
Strange, why do I feel a bit stiff?!
Just then, Thor descended from the sky and asked urgently, " Son of Coul, how is Sif?"
Phil Coulson put aside his doubts and turned to look at Jemma Simmons.
Jemma glanced at her watch and said, "Wait a moment! Time's almost up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the waxy shell on Sif's body melted instantly.
Jemma's eyes lit up, and she quickly knelt down to examine Sif.
She exclaimed excitedly, "That's wonderful! Ms. Sif's burns have completely healed!"
"By the Lord of Crimson, this effect is nothing short of a blessing for burn patients all over the world!"
"Most of the shattered bones in her legs have been reconstructed!"
"All seven broken ribs in his chest have been restored!"
"By the Lord of Crimson! I never imagined the Wizard of Oz Potion would be so potent?!"
At that moment, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.
Jemma frowned slightly and said, "Ms. Sif's internal injuries from the impact are still very serious..."
As she spoke, she took out her Little Notebook and quickly began to write.
" The Wizard of Oz Potion's effectiveness in treating external and visceral injuries has reached or even surpassed the Wax Bath Treatment of the Combat Nun Guard..."
"Hmm, the effects of blood regeneration and the ET-3 recovery-enhancing injections haven't been observed..."
Are these two technologies incompatible or mutually exclusive?
"Hmm, perhaps we can forgo the Skrulls ET-3 recovery and enhancement injection for now, after all, the physical differences between Skrulls and Earth Human are too great..."
"Huh?! I almost forgot, Ms. Sif is an alien too..."
"It seems I need to prepare several more sets of Earth Human as controls..."
Thor looked puzzled and turned to look at Phil Coulson.
"Uh, Son of Coul, what is she babbling about? How is Sif's injury?"
"Uh, well..." Phil Coulson chuckled awkwardly, then quickly coughed, "Ahem! Simmons!"
"Wait a minute!" Jemma Simmons quickly jotted down a few more notes before closing her Little Notebook.
She smiled and said, "Ms. Sif's external injuries have almost healed, but the internal injuries she suffered from the impact are still very serious..."
"I recommend that she be taken to New York Presbyterian Hospital or the Combat Nun Guard Headquarters as soon as possible..."
"Currently, only these two places can fully heal her severe internal organ injuries."
"Yes!" Thor placed a hand on Phil's shoulder and said sincerely, "I entrust Sif to your care, Son of Coul!"
"I will pay you a hefty reward when I return from Asgard!"
Upon hearing this, Phil Coulson asked in surprise, " Prince Thor, are you going back to Asgard?"
Thor nodded. "I need to find out why the Destroyer came to Earth!"
He looked up at the sky, his expression becoming unusually grave. "I suspect something serious has happened in Asgard!"
Jemma quickly raised her hand and said, "Captain Coulson! Ms. Sif's injuries require the close care of a highly skilled doctor. I request to be her attending physician!"
Phil Coulson: "..."
"Say yes, Son of Coul." Thor patted him on the shoulder. "Dr. Jemma is very capable. I feel at ease leaving Sif in her care!"
Okay, since her boyfriend has said so, there's no need for me to do anything extra...
Phil Coulson turned to look at Jemma, a signature gentle smile on his face, " Simmons, remember Ms. Sif's identity, and don't do anything unnecessary."
Jemma shrank back; she felt inexplicably terrified of Coulson in this state.
But for the sake of Sif, this rare test subject, she obediently nodded repeatedly. "I promise I'll only observe! I won't do anything else!"
Phil Coulson said quietly, "You'd better keep your word..."
At this moment, Thor turned to look at the corpses of the Warriors Three of Asgard in the distance, his mood turning very somber. "Please help me collect Fandral's and the others' bodies as well..."
"When I return, I will bring them back to Asgard."
Phil Coulson nodded in agreement, "I will send the most professional personnel to collect the bodies of the three warriors."
"Please, my friend."
After saying that, Thor suddenly leaped onto the sand ten meters away.
He took a deep breath, raised his head, and shouted, " Heimdall!"