New Mexico, United States.
Outside the town at night, a fierce wind whipped up clouds of yellow sand.
The atmosphere around a giant crater a few kilometers from the town was exceptionally somber.
Strangely, there were no defensive facilities here, only a few local police patrol cars parked outside.
But just half an hour ago, a well-equipped, mysterious force descended upon this desert like ghosts.
These people wore no badges, but were all dressed in black tactical armor and carried energy weapons that emitted a ghostly blue light.
That's right, this is Hydra's secret elite force.
In desperation, Pierce gave the order to take a desperate gamble.
This secret force, which was originally stationed throughout New Mexico, was urgently redeployed.
Their only goal was to seize the warhammer that had fallen from the sky.
"Quickly! Set up defensive positions! Dig out the hammer!"
The squad commander stood at the edge of the crater, waving his hands and roaring.
"We must get that stuff out of there at all costs before Stark arrives!"
Upon receiving the order, a dozen strong Hydra soldiers jumped into the pit.
He then took a rope and tried to tie up the warhammer that was lying quietly at the bottom of the pit.
"Sir! Something's strange about this thing!"
Soon, a soldier, his face flushed, began to frantically pull on the cable.
But this hammer, which seemed to weigh only a few dozen kilograms, remained completely still, as if it were connected to the earth.
"Useless! Can't even move a lump of iron!"
The commander cursed angrily and was about to order the armored vehicles to come and tow it away.
Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out at the perimeter of the pit.
"Halt! Who goes there?!"
"Bang!"
Several collision sounds were heard.
A burly man with shoulder-length blond hair appeared.
Soon, the man shoved aside two Hydra soldiers and broke into the cordoned-off area.
This is Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder who was stripped of his divine power by Odin and exiled to Earth.
At this moment, Thor looked extremely disheveled.
He was wearing an ill-fitting shirt, and his face was covered in mud.
But in his eyes, pride and anger still burned.
"Get out of my way! You lowly mortals!"
Thor roared and dispersed the group.
Although he lost his divine power, it didn't have a significant impact.
With its naturally strong physique, it managed to tear a gap in Hydra's lines and head straight for Mjolnir at the bottom of the pit.
"That's my Mjolnir! No one has the right to touch it!"
The commander frowned when he saw this madman who had suddenly appeared.
"Open fire! Kill him!"
Da da da da!
Several soldiers immediately opened fire on Thor.
Thor wasn't afraid; he nimbly rolled and dodged through the hail of bullets.
If it were a regular firearm, Thor would basically ignore it.
However, the weapons used by this squad were clearly not simple ones, but rather special firearms that had been reinforced by the organization.
With several soldiers attacking together, the combined power was enough to injure someone of Captain America's caliber.
This Thor, now stripped of his divine powers, is at that level.
Despite the heavy firepower, Thor still suffered scrapes on his arms and shoulders.
Blood stained his shirt, and the intense pain caused him to let out a muffled groan.
In the past, ordinary people's weapons would have been nothing more than a tickle to him.
But now, the fragility of his mortal body made him feel an unprecedented sense of frustration and anger.
"Damn it! If only I still had divine power..."
Thor gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain.
Taking advantage of the moment when the enemy was changing magazines, he rushed up to a soldier and punched him in the face mask.
Bang!
The soldier was sent flying backward, Thor snatched the gun from his hand.
Strangely, he didn't even glance at it, but instead used it as a stick to smash another soldier's head.
Then he threw the weapon away...
Then, braving the gunfire, they fought their way down to the bottom of the pit.
" Mjolnir..."
Looking at the familiar hammer, Thor's eyes flashed with ecstasy and excitement.
Just hold it!
As long as I hold it, I can possess the power of thunder!
At that time, all these Midgardian will be reduced to ashes by lightning!
Ignoring the hail of bullets behind him, Thor quickly threw himself down in front of the warhammer, gripping the handle tightly with both hands.
"Ah!!!"
Thor roared to the sky, his arm muscles bulging.
Clearly, he was using all his strength to try and pull the hammer out.
However.
A second passed.
Two seconds passed.
The warhammer lay quietly in the ground, without even a tremor.
"This... this is impossible..."
Thor was stunned.
He looked at his hands in disbelief, gripped the hammer handle tightly again, and pulled upwards with all his might.
"I am Son of Odin! I am Thor! Mjolnir, answer me!"
Unfortunately.
No matter how hard he tried, the warhammer remained unresponsive.
Odin's curse mercilessly rejected his proud and arrogant son.
"No... no! Father! You can't do this to me!"
Thor was in despair.
Gradually, he released his grip, knelt in the mud, tilted his head back, and let out a painful scream.
From behind, the commander saw Thor's appearance and sneered.
"Turns out he's just a mentally ill person with a bit more strength."
The commander waved his hand.
"Arrest him. If you can't pull the hammer out, dig up the ground along with it!"
Several soldiers immediately surrounded him with guns drawn, preparing to pin the desperate Thor to the ground.
At this critical moment...
"Boom!!!"
A terrifying sonic boom suddenly exploded in the night sky.
The sound was incredibly loud, as if it were tearing the sky apart.
The soldiers' eardrums throbbed from the shockwave, and they all looked up at the sky in terror.
A massive transport plane had somehow broken through their radar blockade and was hovering silently directly above the crater!
The massive engine spewed out powerful blasts of air, sending yellow sand flying everywhere below.
"Enemy attack! Anti-aircraft weapons ready!" the commander shouted in alarm.
However, before the soldiers could even point their guns at the sky...
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several figures leaped out of the hatch like shooting stars!
The first to land was Pietro, who transformed into a silver lightning bolt.
He quickly circled Hydra's territory.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
In less than two seconds, the weapons of more than a dozen soldiers who were about to fire were all dismantled into parts.
The person was also thrown away by the enormous impact, lying on the ground howling in pain.
Immediately afterwards, two strands of Silk descended from the sky.
Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy swung through the air like phantoms in the night, landing lightly on the two armored vehicles.
"Hey guys! Playing in the sand in the desert late at night isn't a good habit!"
Peter barely finished speaking when he flipped his wrist.
"Sizzle!"
Two enormous electric spiderwebs shot out, instantly enveloping several armored vehicles that were preparing to launch micro-missiles.
The powerful electric current quickly paralyzed the armored vehicle's electronic systems, causing it to emit plumes of black smoke.
Wanda hovered in mid-air, her hands swirling with Chaos Magic.
Then, she waved her hand gently.
The soldiers on the ground who were trying to fight back suddenly felt their bodies slip out of control, and they all raised their rifle butts and smashed them down on their comrades.
"Damn it! What kind of monster is that?!"
Below, the commander had seen everything, but he was trembling all over, and cold sweat was pouring down his face.
Fuck!
The troops were wiped out in less than ten seconds!
"This... this is the Justice League?!"
The commander finally recognized these people, his eyes filled with despair.
"Didn't Secretary Pierce say they wouldn't arrive so quickly?!"
"Bang!"
Just as the commander was about to press the emergency retreat button, a foot stomped heavily on his chest.
"Puff!"
The commander coughed up a mouthful of blood and instantly knelt on the ground.
"It's late at night, it's not good to disturb the neighbors' sleep."
Then, a lazy voice sounded above the commander's head.
Luca looked down at the defeated and annihilated army from his high vantage point.
"I heard from JARVIS that something good has fallen in New Mexico."
Luca smiled slightly, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
" Stark Industries has always been very interested in these things."
"And you, a bunch of rats hiding in the gutter, are you trying to steal my business?"
The commander struggled in agony, his eyes filled with terror.
"You... you can't kill me! We are..."
"I know who you are."
Luca interrupted him, a chilling murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
" Hydra, huh. Cut off one head, and two more grow back. I'm sick of that slogan."
Luca bent down slightly and whispered in a voice only the commander could hear.
"Go back and tell your superior that the Justice League has taken over this hammer."
"If you dare send anyone to cause trouble on my turf again, I'll show you why people call me Superman."
"Now, take your men and get out of here."
Luca lifted his foot, the meaning of which was self-evident.
The commander, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, scrambled to his feet and led his soldiers to flee the scene.
After clearing out the smaller fish, Luca's gaze finally fell on Thor at the bottom of the pit.
Thor was still kneeling on the ground, his face filled with dejection and despair.
Now, seeing a group of people suddenly descending from the sky, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"Are you... here to steal Mjolnir too?"
Thor raised his head, his gaze haughty.
Despite being in a sorry state, they remained arrogant.
" Midgardian, Mjolnir belong to Asgard, you belong to me, Thor."
"Although I cannot lift it now, you must never touch the weapon of the gods!"
Upon hearing these words...
Pietro, standing behind him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Good heavens, this guy isn't just mentally ill, he's got chuunibyou (middle school syndrome). This needs treatment."
Peter scratched his headgear, looking speechless.
"Um... Mr. Thor, although I don't know if Asgard is in Brooklyn or Queens, I suggest you go to the hospital to get your wound bandaged first."
"After all, you lost a lot of blood."
Luca, however, didn't laugh. Instead, he slowly walked up to Thor.
"Is this the God of Thunder of Asgard?"
He looks like a homeless person. Or rather, a homeless person.
Upon hearing this, Thor's pupils contracted sharply, and anger ignited his proud pride.
"Mortal! How dare you insult the Son of Odin!"
Thor roared as he stood up and swung his fist at Luca's face.
I'll tear your mouth apart!
"Bang!"
Thor's fist slammed solidly into Luca's face.
But the result surprised Thor greatly.
The other party remained completely still, while Thor, bearing the brunt of the recoil, gasped in pain.
"Is that all the strength you have?"
Seeing this, Luca looked at Thor, whose face was contorted in pain, with icy eyes.
"Looks like God of Thunder isn't so great after all."
Before the other could react, Luca swiftly grabbed Thor by the neck.
"Well..."
Thor's face turned bright red, and his legs kicked wildly in mid-air.
But to his horror, he discovered that he had no chance of resisting this mortal!
"Listen, you country bumpkin."
Luca stared coldly at Thor.
I don't care if you're a god or an alien.
"But on Earth, no one has the right to be superior to Stark."
"Your rules don't work here. This is a world where capital and power call the shots."
After saying that, Luca released his grip.
"Bang!"
Thor fell to the ground, clutching his neck and coughing.
"As for this hammer..."
Luca turned his gaze to Mjolnir, which lay quietly at the bottom of the pit.
"Anything that falls to Earth is governed by Earth's laws. Now, it is Stark Industries ' legitimate asset."
You're dreaming!
Thor coughed as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"My father Odin inscribed this spell on Mjolnir! Only the worthy can lift it!"
"Yeah?"
Luca raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.
Sure enough, he kept wondering what was going on with this hammer.
If what the other party says is true, then this explanation makes sense.
He then looked at the members of the Justice League.
"Everyone, did you hear what this deity said?"
"Since he's so confident, let's play a game."
"Whoever can pull out this hammer will have their bonus doubled this month."
"I'll go first!"
Upon hearing this, Pietro immediately jumped down excitedly.
He then stretched his wrists and walked up to Mjolnir.
"It's just a broken hammer, how heavy could it be?"
Pietro gripped the hammer handle and thrust it upwards with a sudden burst of force.
"Hey!"
One second.
Two seconds.
Pietro's face turned bright red, veins bulging, but the hammer remained unmoved.
"Fuck! Is it stuck to the earth?!"
Pietro, refusing to believe it, gripped the hammer handle with both hands and used the kinetic energy from his super speed to pull it upwards with all his might.
But the result was the same.
The warhammer seemed to have taken root, firmly embedded in the soil.
"Damn it, I give up."
Pietro, panting heavily, rubbed his aching hands and stepped aside.
"Let me try."
Peter, also curious, came over.
But after just one try, his pupils contracted instantly.
etc!
Why is the hammer so light?!
He was somewhat excited and was about to lift the hammer.
But seeing the way everyone looked at him, and Luca's domineering aura...
No, I have to pretend I can't pick it up.
After all, Luca hasn't made a move yet; otherwise, wouldn't that be a slap in Luca's face?!
If I embarrassed my boss, will they dock my pay?!
No, no, no!!
With that in mind, Peter activated the kinetic energy assist module on his suit.
"Battle suit power boost fully activated!"
"Ughhhh!"
Peter's muscles were taut to the limit; he seemed to have truly exerted all his strength.
However, this seemingly ordinary warhammer is like an unshakeable mountain.
"Phew... No, Mr. Luca."
Peter released his grip and gasped for breath.
"This thing's mass density is absolutely abnormal; it violates the laws of physics!"
Luca said nothing, he just nodded.
Peter breathed a sigh of relief and guiltily returned to the group.
Thank goodness! We weren't discovered!
Seeing the two men fail one after another, Thor, sitting on the ground, let out a smug sneer.
"I told you, mortals! No one can lift it without Odin's approval!"
"I should be able to."
At this moment, Banner, who had been silent all along, pushed up his glasses and stepped down from the edge of the pit.
"Perhaps conventional methods won't work. But... what if we try a different approach?"
Banner took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The next second.
His skin began to turn green rapidly, his muscles swelled, and his clothes were instantly torn apart.
"Roar!!!"
A deafening roar echoed through the pit.
Hulk, here he comes!
Hulk stared at Mjolnir on the ground, exhaling two heavy breaths from his nostrils.
He then walked up to the hammer and grabbed the handle with his strong hands.
" Hulk! Pull!"
Hulk roared, and the incomparably violent gamma energy within him erupted instantly.
The terrifying force caused the surrounding ground to begin to crack and sink.
Hulk's muscles bulged as if they were about to explode, and his veins writhed like small blue snakes under his skin.
"Rumble..."
Under Hulk's power, the surrounding soil began to loosen.
Thor's smile froze on his face, replaced by utter shock.
"This... this green monster..."
but.
The miracle did not happen.
Despite Hulk's exertion, he stomped two large craters into the ground.
But Mjolnir only trembled slightly and never lifted off the ground.
Odin's incantations are not only a test of qualifications, but also contain powerful cosmic laws.
In the face of rules, power seems somewhat pale and powerless.
"Roar!"
Hulk reluctantly let go and angrily slammed his fist on the ground.
Then, in a flash of green light, he transformed back into the weakened Dr. Banner.
"It seems... even immense power cannot break this mysterious mechanism."
Banner, panting heavily, shook his head helplessly.
Seeing that even the Hulk had failed, Thor finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
He burst into laughter again, his laughter filled with arrogance.
"Hahaha! Give up, you ignorant Earthlings!"
Thor pointed at Luca.
"No matter how many monsters you summon, the result will be the same! This hammer belongs only to Asgard! Only to the worthy king!"
Luca watched silently as Thor laughed maniacally.
His gaze was as if he were looking at a clown.
"Qualifications?"
"What I, Luca Stark, want, I never need anyone to grant me."
Luca chuckled softly, walked up to the hammer, bent down slightly, and extended his right hand.
"Since the limit isn't enough..."
As he spoke, a blinding red and blue light flashed in Luca's eyes!
"Then I will use power that transcends the rules to forcibly break them!"
Luca's hand gripped the handle of Mjolnir's hammer.