That grayish-white beam of light was the product of countless timelines being forcibly compressed, containing a terrifying power capable of completely erasing a god from the realm of cause and effect.
The Phoenix Force within Jean Grey had transformed into a crimson-gold shield of flames, standing in front of the two, ready to meet this earth-shattering attack at any moment.
But Thor didn't move; he didn't even take out his new axe.
Just a second before the beam of light was about to engulf them.
"Ha."
A short, sharp laugh, as if he had heard something incredibly funny.
Then came the second sound, the third sound, and finally it turned into unrestrained, unbridled laughter.
Hahaha... Hahahaha!
Thor's laughter echoed in the chaotic void, filled with absurdity and utter contempt.
The gray-white beam of light, powerful enough to tear reality apart, slowed down strangely amidst his laughter, as if it had been choked by an invisible force.
Ast paused, and the other two guardians also looked puzzled.
Is this guy insane?
How can someone still laugh when facing death?
"Maintain the balance?" Thor finally stopped laughing. He raised his eyes, the mockery almost overflowing. "Just the few of you?"
He stretched out a finger and lazily pointed at the three enormous statues, his gesture as frivolous as if he were taunting a street thug.
"Stop pretending, you old fogies. Your sanctimonious rhetoric only fools those naive kids who've never seen the world."
Thor's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the harsh noise of the turbulent flow of time.
"I ask you, who was it that, out of fear of the Scarlet Witch's power, hid behind the scenes of the timeline, secretly trying to erase her and her child from all of reality?"
He paused, his mockery deepening.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot. You didn't even dare to show yourselves, only daring to send that coward Immortus to do things secretly. And what happened? The plan failed, and you didn't dare utter a sound."
"A bunch of cowardly bullies," Thor's voice turned cold. "They dare to talk about order? They dare to covet that golden throne?"
These words, like the sharpest dagger, precisely pierced the three guardians' most hidden and shameful sore spot.
Those three unchanging, sculpted faces instantly twisted.
It is no longer sacred, no longer solemn, but only filled with the rage and shame of a lie being exposed in public.
"You're asking for it!"
"Shut up!"
How did you know--
Three furious roars exploded simultaneously, shattering countless fragments of time around them into dust.
They were indeed afraid.
When that woman single-handedly reshaped reality, and when the shadow of Chaos Magic enveloped the entire multiverse, these three so-called Time-Keepers experienced for the first time the emotion called "fear."
They dared not confront it directly, and could only resort to underhanded tactics, as Thor suggested, in an attempt to "correct" this "mistake" that was beyond their control.
This is their biggest secret, and their greatest shame.
Now, Thor has revealed this secret to them in a very humiliating way.
"Then we can't let you leave!" Ast's voice was no longer steady; it became sharp and frantic, filled with hysterical killing intent.
Buzz--
The gray-white beam of light, delayed by Thor's laughter, suddenly increased in power more than tenfold.
The three torrents of time ceased to merge, instead transforming into three ferocious gray dragons that crashed down from three different angles, carrying a world-destroying rage.
This time, Thor didn't laugh.
His expression turned cold, and his right hand suddenly shot out into the void beside him!
Boom!
A thunderous roar, shaking the Soul Stone, exploded in the airless void.
A battle axe, entirely black with a blade that shimmered like molten gold, appeared out of thin air and was firmly grasped in his palm.
The handle of the axe is wrapped with fine silver patterns. This is a New Gods, the Golden Battle Axe, which is a perfect fusion of the core of Mjolnir, the Silver Surfer's skateboard, and Enigma Force!
With the battle axe in hand, Thor's entire demeanor changed.
"Go to the end of time and help Loki!" he roared at Jean behind him, his voice booming like thunder. "Leave this to me!"
Qin did not hesitate for a moment.
She already understood Thor 'Thor plan the moment he revealed the Guardian's true nature.
She gazed deeply at Thor's broad back, then transformed into a phoenix-fire meteor burning across the sky.
The time-locked barrier erected by the three guardians was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of the Phoenix Force, which was capable of reshaping reality and incinerating everything.
"Sizzle--"
With a soft sound, the crimson light easily shattered the viscous, amber-like spatial barrier, tearing open a rift leading to the end of time before vanishing instantly.
"Stop her!" Zath roared, attempting to use his time manipulation abilities to give chase.
But it was too late.
Moreover, they no longer have that opportunity.
Because Thor moved.
He didn't turn around to check if Qin had left safely. He had complete faith in Qin's abilities. If these three oddballs could threaten Qin, then the Sun would have risen in the west.
He turned around, gripped the Golden Battle Axe tightly with both hands, and swung it fiercely at the three roaring time dragons that were charging towards him!
There are no fancy moves, only the purest and most savage burst of power!
A violent torrent of energy grazed his sides and surged into the endless void. The immense impact shattered the space beneath his feet, sending him sliding backward several meters.
But Thor didn't care at all.
He looked at the three gods ahead, who were growing increasingly enraged by the failure of their plan, and felt the excited hum of the Golden Battle Axe emanating from it, a fervor for battle.
Thunder, space, power, Oblivion, reincarnation, devouring... more than thirty kinds of laws he mastered intertwined and flowed like mad lightning snakes on the black-gold axe blade.
The entire dark dimension was completely illuminated by the dazzling golden light emanating from this battle axe.
He raised his head, looked at the three enraged peak gods of the multiverse, and a ferocious grin filled with fanatical fighting spirit appeared on his face.
He extended his thumb, pointing the blade of his Golden Battle Axe straight at the sky.
"Come on, you old fogies!"
His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and bloodlust.
"Let me see if your bones are as hard as your mouths!"