Thor's shock: a plea to turn back time!

Thor grabbed a passerby on the street and asked, his face full of confusion.

"How are you all completely fine?"

"Didn't anything strange happen over the past couple of days?"

The passerby recognized Thor, excitedly pulled out his phone, and leaned in for a selfie before answering at a leisurely pace.

"There was definitely some commotion a couple of days ago."

"First the ground shook, then everything suddenly went dark in broad daylight."

"But nobody really thought much of it."

"We're used to it by now."

The passerby waved a hand, his tone casual.

New York was known as the world's most disaster-prone city.

Aliens came to wreck the place every other day.

The residents who still insisted on living in New York had long since developed nerves tougher than steel.

Never mind the sky going dark—even if a monster actually appeared and started eating people in the street, they could calmly pull out their phones to record a short video first.

Thor was dumbfounded by what he heard.

He couldn't help wondering.

Why do Earth's people seem even tougher than the Asgardian Warriors?

They don't even care about a disturbance that huge?

Thor sighed, knowing he wouldn't get any inside information from ordinary people.

He simply followed the address Ren had given him and headed straight for Kamar-Taj's New York Sanctum.

The Sanctum was hidden along a bustling street.

Ordinary perception-altering magic could keep mortals away, but it couldn't fool a god's eyes.

Thor walked up to the entrance and knocked on the door.

When the sorcerer stationed there opened it and saw Thor of the Avengers, he hurriedly invited him inside.

"Son of Odin, what brings you here?"

The sorcerer inquired politely.

"I need to see Sorcerer Ren."

"It's extremely urgent."

Thor's tone was grave.

Naturally, the sorcerer