On Valeria's terminal screen, the energy reading was still climbing wildly, the curve almost bursting out of the display range.
She unusually set aside her usual sharp tongue and earnestly reported the data.
Thor did not speak immediately.
He stared at the figure slowly walking towards him on the screen, his mind racing.
Sentry Robert Reynolds, the power of a million star explosions.
Even if he becomes a zombie and his brain is mostly rotten, the remaining energy in this body is still enough to crush everyone on the field.
Thor's Law of Mind silently reached out and gently touched the remaining consciousness beneath the golden light.
The Mid-Level Universal is weaker than expected.
Thor leaned back in his chair and switched the crossed legs.
At this intensity, he could take it down with one punch, but the problem remains the same—it's too boring. We need to find some fun.
His gaze slowly shifted to Valeria.
The seventeen-year-old prodigy was intently focused on the data on the terminal, her golden ponytail swaying gently as she rapidly typed on the holographic keyboard.
Thor spoke.
Go, Pikachu.
Valeria stopped pointing and turned to look at Thor, puzzled.
"Go fight this Sentry."
The entire fortress was silent for three seconds.
Valeria looked up.
This was the first time Thor had ever seen this blond, sharp-tongued brat make such an expression. His mouth was slightly open, his eyebrows almost reached his hairline, and his whole face screamed, "Are you out of your mind?"
She held up one finger and pointed to herself.
Are you sure you want me to go and fight the Sentry?
"Really?"
Thor thought for a moment and nodded very seriously.
"Yeah. We can't beat them anyway, so let's call your brother."
Valeria's expression shifted from shock to an indescribable contortion.
This little girl has lived for seventeen years and has an IQ that surpasses 99% of all living beings. She's seen it all, but the expression on her face right now is as if she's been struck by lightning.
"Etc."
She closed the terminal, crossed her arms, swung her golden ponytail behind her, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Who just said that scientists can't go to the battlefield?"
"Why am I being put on again now?"
Thor showed no remorse for being caught, and simply waved his hand dismissively.
"The situations are different. Let me give you an example— Iron Man Tony Stark, is a scientist, right? Is he weak in combat? And look at Dr. Banner, he's also a scientist, right? He could knock Thanos's head off in his normal state, and then look at—"
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Valeria interrupted him abruptly, gesturing for him to pause.
" Stark is wearing armor! Banner has gamma mutation! What do I have? A terminal? You want me to smash Sentry's head with a terminal?"
She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and forced herself to calm down.
"Even if you let me go, you should at least give me a boost."
" Superman has super strength and super intelligence. You have super intelligence, so why don't you have super strength?"
Thor never intended to actually let this kid talk nonsense; he just started spouting off a bunch of rubbish.
If he were to find Valeria's universe and mention it to Reed and Susan, would Valeria be surprised to receive a mixed doubles beating?
Hmm... that's a great idea. Next time that brat makes any unreasonable demands, he can use this as a reason to threaten her. Perfect!
Hehehe...
Valeria's cheeks were puffed up with anger, her fists clenched and unclenched, her eyes fixed on Thor, as if she wanted to poke two holes in his face with her gaze.
Just then, a quiet voice came from the side.
"Then... don't I need to go?"
Alison Blair stood in the corner, her short blond hair partially obscuring her face, one hand gripping the wrist of the other. Her voice was soft, like a pebble falling into a stream.
"I can at least lend a hand."
Thor glanced at her.
"Don't you dislike fighting and killing?"
Alison was taken aback. Her fingers tightened slightly, and after a two-second silence, a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
"... You should know everything about me, right?"
She lowered her eyes.
"You really know me well."
He knew I hated fighting, knew how many years I had been forced to fight, knew what I really wanted to do—he knew everything.
As Thor looked at her, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He turned his head to look at Valeria.
Are there no singers or celebrities in Frost City?
Valeria rolled her eyes so wide that the whites of her eyes were almost visible.
"The people of the Knowhere are undoubtedly skilled in combat, but as for scientists and other talents—" she shrugged, "Not a single one."
"What? Are you going to kidnap someone again?"
Thor ignored her sarcastic remark and turned his gaze back to Alison.
I know your dream.
Alison's shoulders trembled slightly.
"I know a place over there, how should I put it—no one discriminates against Metahuman. Want to go there and become a star?"
He said it so casually, like inviting someone to his home for a meal, but those words carried a shocking weight in Alison's ears.
There is no discrimination.
Become a star.
The dream she had when she became a sensation in the music scene at eighteen, the dream that shattered when her identity was exposed and she was blacklisted at twenty.
"If you want to come back to see your mother anyway, just ask that brat Valeria for a teleportation device—"
" Thor."
Wanda's voice cut in from the side, crisp and decisive.
She didn't look at Thor, but stared at the holographic screen and pointed.
"They seem to be no match for that zombie Sentry."
Thor turned to look at the light screen.
On screen, the battle situation has completely changed.
After clearing out most of the zombies, Polaris Lorna, Doom, Morgan le Fay, Ash, Felicia teamed up to confront the zombie Sentry.
Felicia, carrying Mjolnir, charged in from the flank, leaving a trail of afterimages in her white-gold lightning arc, her Hammerhead aimed straight at the zombie Sentry's skull.
Without even looking, the Sentry raised his mutilated right hand and grabbed the Hammerhead.
Lightning crackled and exploded between its fingers, but the rotting hand remained motionless.
The Sentry turned his head, his empty eyes fixed on Felicia, and opened his mouth—thick strands of saliva stretched between his rotten teeth, heading straight for her neck.
Lorna reacted extremely quickly, her magnetic field surged, and an invisible force forcefully pulled Felicia back from in front of the Sentry.
Felicia was sent flying backward, rolling twice on the ground before regaining her balance.
"************! You rotten flesh monster in a tight-fitting suit! I'll smash your lousy head into a pulp!"
Ash produced an iron pipe, howled, and charged up from the rear, smashing it down on the Sentry's head.
The Sentry didn't even turn around.
One kick.
Ash flew horizontally for more than forty meters, crashing through a crumbling wall before disappearing into the dust raised by the rubble.
Doom and Morgan le Fay both made their moves.
Dark green magical torrents and dark purple binding threads attacked simultaneously from two directions, wrapping layer upon layer around the Sentry's limbs and torso.
The Sentry was frozen in place.
One second.
Two seconds.
In the third second, golden light burst forth from its chest, the two magical restraints shattered simultaneously, the purple threads broke into countless fragments, and the dark green torrent was forcibly torn open.
The zombie Sentry stood still, the remnants of magic peeling off its body piece by piece, its rotting mouth stretching out as it let out a muffled growl.
Doom took a half step back.
"Alright."
Thor stood up from his chair.
He extended his right hand, fingers spread wide.
Life, space, reality, creation—four laws converged simultaneously in the palm of the hand, barely flashing, like a lump of clay being molded.
A pocket dimension quietly took shape in his hands.
The entrance was torn open silently beneath the feet of the zombie Sentry.
The golden figure didn't even have a chance to struggle before the ground beneath its feet vanished into thin air, and the entire zombie Sentry fell directly into another dimension.
The crack closed cleanly and neatly.
On the light screen, the battlefield returned to silence.
Felicia stood up, leaning on the hammer, her face full of bewilderment, wondering what had just happened.
Ash crawled out of the broken wall, spitting out a mouthful of ash. Doom withdrew his magic, and there was no further movement behind the mask.
Thor clapped his hands and turned to look at Valeria.
" Mid-Level Universal isn't as strong as I thought. Do you want to go in and study him?"
Valeria stared at the empty battlefield on the light screen, then glanced at the hand Thor had casually conjured up the pocket dimension.
That hand was now casually tucked into its pocket.
Pocket dimension, the same ability as Franklin.
It comes easily.
Valeria opened her mouth, but for once, she didn't utter a single sarcastic remark.
Wanda held the bowl, turning her head to look at Thor's profile, his scarlet pupils reflecting the blue light of the screen.
"When will you be able to manipulate dimensions at will?"
Thor shrugged, his tone as if he were remarking on the nice weather.
"Just now."
Wanda's spoon paused in mid-air. As the Sorcerer Supreme, she knew all too well what level of existence it took to be able to create a dimension at will.
In a sense, Thor is now essentially a dimensional demon, and not just any ordinary dimensional demon.
Alison stood in the corner, without saying a word.
Her gaze shifted from Thor to her own hands, her fingers still trembling slightly, the words she had just heard still echoing in her mind.
No discrimination, become a star.
She raised her head, her lips moved slightly, but she restrained herself.