Come on, I was just saying hello in a friendly manner.
Wade’s forehead darkened as he thought, Do I naturally have a face that provokes people?
Thor’s personality could certainly be described as hot-tempered, but he wasn’t usually this rude.
It was simply that having Mjolnir right in front of him had gotten him overly excited.
“Don’t get so worked up.”
Thor’s punch was powerful and fierce, but in Wade’s eyes, whose mental abilities had long since reached an extraordinary level, it was simply too slow.
Without even using any abilities, Wade opened his palm and caught Thor’s fist firmly.
He then began applying a little force.
An incredulous look appeared in Thor’s eyes as his arm was involuntarily pushed to the side.
How can this Earthling be so strong?
Thor seemed unable to comprehend what was happening.
He had forgotten that he was no longer the fearless God of Thunder who had once swept across the Nine Realms.
If Thor still possessed all his divine power, the outcome would have been completely different.
“You’re much stronger than them.”
The shock slowly faded from Thor’s eyes, replaced by an intense fighting spirit.
“Again!”
He pulled his fist back, then spread both hands and pushed them toward Wade.
All right.
It seemed Thor’s stubborn streak had surfaced.
He wanted to defeat his opponent through sheer strength.
It was a matter of dignity and pride as the Prince of Asgard.
To answer Thor’s excitement, Wade adopted the same stance and pushed back.
The two locked their fingers together, engaging in the most primitive contest of strength.
Thor exerted himself with all his might.
His face gradually reddened, and the veins on his forehead bulged as their hands remained locked in a brief stalemate.
“…”
Wade couldn’t help feeling that something about this position seemed wrong.
Two men nearly six feet three inches tall, their muscles bulging in such a confined space…
The air seemed to carry a faintly philosophical atmosphere.
Wade shook his head vigorously.
What am I thinking?
Even as a mortal, Thor’s strength was still astonishing.
Wade estimated that he could exert around ten tons of force.
“Sorry, Thor.
I’m going to disappoint you.”
Wade took a small step forward.
His fingers tightened.
Explosive cracks rang through the air.
It was impossible to tell whether they came from their joints or from the sudden compression of the air itself.
“This is impossible.”
Thor’s eyes widened.
The seemingly balanced contest was instantly broken.
Wade casually twisted his wrist, throwing Thor’s center of gravity completely off balance.
Thor staggered backward several steps.
lost to a mortal?”
Thor’s hands trembled uncontrollably, while every muscle in his body ached.
He had pushed himself beyond his limits, yet Wade had completely overwhelmed him.
“Who exactly are you?”
Thor looked at Wade suspiciously.
“How could the God of Thunder and Strength lose?
Even the leader of the Frost Giants couldn’t overpower me in strength.”
Wade helplessly said, “I’d tell you, but you never gave me the chance.”
Perhaps remembering how he’d attacked Wade without even asking questions, Thor awkwardly scratched his head.
“S-Sorry.”
The embarrassment on his face lasted only a few seconds before excitement returned.
“But no matter what, you have to let me pass!
I am Thor, the God of Thunder of Asgard!
I must reclaim what belongs to me!”
“All right, all right.
Don’t get excited.
I know you’re Thor.”
“You mean this?”
Wade pointed his thumb toward the sandpit behind him.
Mjolnir was quietly lying there.
“If you want to go over, just go.
There’s no need to be so violent.”
After saying that, Wade looked at Thor suspiciously.
“Wait.
You didn’t just charge in here without asking anyone first, did you?”
Thor: “…”
Wade gave him a knowing look.
“Yeah, I thought so.”
“T-That was my oversight.”
Thor seemed to be forcing himself to remain calm.
For a prince of a kingdom, acting recklessly was extremely discourteous.
Teaching Thor humility and compassion toward the weak was also one of the important reasons Odin had banished him to Earth.
With that, Wade stepped aside and gave Thor a clear path.
“I think you should wait until you’ve actually seen the hammer.
Otherwise, whatever I say probably won’t get through to you.”
“…”
Thor took a deep look at Wade.
His voice was almost inaudible.
“Thank you.”
He then started running toward the sandpit as fast as he could.
When he saw Mjolnir lying there, his face immediately lit up.
I’m here.”
Meanwhile, Wade helped up the agents who hadn’t suffered any serious injuries before watching Thor with interest from a distance.
Thor looked completely relaxed.
He reached out with his broad hand and grasped the handle of the hammer, which had been forged from the wood of the World Tree.
His arm tensed as he tried to lift it.
At that moment, the storm clouds swirling overhead began to churn violently, and torrential rain came pouring down.
Mjolnir, the Hammer of Thor, could naturally control the four weather elements of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
“Hm?”
Thor slightly furrowed his brows.
When he realized the hammer hadn’t moved at all, he increased his strength.
Mjolnir, which should normally have felt perfectly balanced in his hand, suddenly seemed completely unfamiliar.
He couldn’t lift his own companion.
“AAAAARGH!”
Even after using every ounce of strength in his body, Thor still couldn’t move it.
Then he remembered Odin’s seal.
In agony, he threw his head back and let out a long, anguished roar.
He looked utterly miserable.
Like a helpless child who had gotten lost on a rainy street.
Wade could only shake his head as he watched from a distance.
At some point, Coulson had arrived beside Wade, with Hawkeye standing behind him.
“So, what exactly is this guy?
The God of Thunder from Asgard?”
Coulson looked suspiciously at Thor, who was kneeling beside Mjolnir with his head lowered in utter dejection.
“What’s wrong with him?
Does he have some kind of mental disorder?
Or perhaps delusions?”
“Emmm…”
Wade lowered his voice.
“Don’t overthink it.
I think he’s simply devastated because he couldn’t lift the hammer.”
“…”
Coulson was completely bewildered.
How could such a powerful-looking man become like this simply because he couldn’t lift the strange hammer?
Who knew how many people had already tried to lift that hammer?
Thor wasn’t even the first person to fail.
Thinking about it, Coulson became even more convinced that Thor must have some other kind of psychological trauma.
He raised his voice.
“Sir, I think we can go inside and sit down.
We can talk things over slowly.
There’s no need to stand out in the rain.
You’ll catch a cold!”
Wade: “…”
Thor: “…”