He never expected those Frost Giants to be indulging themselves with his women. His fists clenched tightly, his eyes twisted with rage.
"Loki! Laufey!"
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On Earth, New Mexico~
The battle against the Destroyer continued.
After negotiating with the Umbrella forces, Sif and the others joined the fight. Volstagg leaped into the air, swinging his twin-bladed axe and burying it into the Destroyer's back.
The Warriors Three were not as weak as they were portrayed in the movies.
In the films, their poor performance was meant to highlight the Destroyer's power and make Thor's comeback more dramatic.
But in reality, the Warriors Three were among the strongest warriors in Asgard, their strength recognized across the Nine Realms.
However, in the next moment, the Destroyer turned and swatted Volstagg away like a fly.
"Arggh!"
With a painful cry, Volstagg was sent flying a dozen meters away.
But he quickly got back on his feet. At the same time, Hogun lashed out with his whip, wrapping it around the Destroyer.
Seeing an opportunity, the Umbrella troops opened fire. Bullets struck the Destroyer's body but barely left a mark.
Fandral took the chance to lunge forward, slashing his sword at the Destroyer's leg. Yet, the armor was too tough. The blade failed to sever the limb.
The Destroyer retaliated with a powerful kick, sending Fandral hurtling through the air. Seeing this, Sif rushed in, delivering a precise slash.
*SWISH!*
With one clean strike, she severed the Destroyer's foot.
Losing balance, the massive construct toppled over. Encouraged, the surrounding troops doubled their efforts, unleashing a storm of gunfire.
*RATATATAT!*
Though the Destroyer tried to retaliate, firing blasts of energy, it was like a game boss being overwhelmed by players.
Piece by piece, it was torn apart, unable to regenerate.
"Hah… hah…"
Psylocke panted, activating her suit's ventilation, "What the hell is this thing? It's way too strong."
William sat on the ground, his body shrinking back to normal, "Yeah… feels even tougher than Apocalypse…"
As they caught their breath, an argument broke out in the distance.
"What do you think you're doing?! You can't take the Destroyer's remains!"
"We defeated it! Why can't we take it?"
"This belongs to Asgard! Even in defeat, it must be reclaimed by Asgard!"
"Asgard? What kind of joke is that?"
"Insolence! You dare disrespect the rulers of the Nine Realms?!"
Looking over, they saw Frank leading a team to retrieve the Destroyer's wreckage. The four Asgardians who had just fought alongside them now stood in their way.
Psylocke sighed, activating her armor again, and walked over with William.
Meanwhile, Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, and Sif grew more anxious. The Destroyer was destroyed, but its uru-metal body and the enchantments within were invaluable Asgardian assets.
They couldn't let Midgardians get their hands on Asgardian technology. However, the situation was against them.
They had seen firsthand how strong these Midgardians were. Though not as powerful as themselves, they were formidable—comparable to Asgard's elite warriors.
Just as tensions escalated, Thor arrived with Jane, "Everyone, there's no need to be so tense…"
Seeing Thor, Sif and the Warriors Three immediately lowered their weapons.
"Thor! They're trying to take the Destroyer's remains!"
"This is Asgardian property! We can't let them have it!"
"Yes! If Midgardians acquire our technology, who knows what chaos might follow?"
Thor sighed.
Did they not notice the surrounding troops? They were outnumbered, and they were on foreign ground. Even if they could win, the humans had reinforcements.
If this were the old Thor, he would have fought first and thought later. But now, stripped of his godhood, he had learned to use his head.
"Our priority isn't the Destroyer's remains. We must return and uncover Loki's schemes."
Sif hesitated, then nodded.
"You're right. We need to go back."
She raised her head and called to the skies.
"Brother! Open the Bifrost!"
A moment passed.
Nothing happened.
A sense of unease crept into their hearts. Thor himself stepped forward, shouting, "Heimdall! Send us home!"
The sky remained silent.
Nearby, William and the others looked at them like they were crazy.
Thor and his companions had no idea what had happened in Asgard. Loki had frozen Heimdall and brought the Frost Giants into Asgard.
Unlike the movies, where Heimdall managed to break free, here, one of the Frost Giants bore a grudge against him.
With a single punch, the giant shattered Heimdall into frozen shards, killing him instantly. Now, there was no one left to operate the Bifrost.
Minute by minute, tension grew.
Thor and the others sensed that something was very wrong.
Then, from the hammer's resting place, Mjolnir erupted in a storm of lightning, shooting into the sky before landing firmly in Thor's grasp.
A surge of divine power coursed through him. His Asgardian armor materialized around him.
Thor looked confused.
"Why did Mjolnir return so suddenly?"
Then, realization struck him.
His expression darkened.
"Something terrible must have happened. Father must have sent Mjolnir back to me!"
But Frank and the Umbrella forces didn't care about Asgardian drama. They continued securing the Destroyer's remains.
They had fought an unexpected battle—so they might as well get something out of it. If they could reverse-engineer Asgardian tech from the wreckage, it would all be worth it.
Meanwhile, Thor and his companions grew increasingly desperate.
"Heimdall! As Prince of Asgard, I order you—open the Bifrost!"
"Brother! Open the Bifrost and let us return!"
"Gatekeeper! What are you doing?! Have you fallen asleep?!"
But no matter how much they shouted, the sky remained silent. Jane hesitated before cautiously saying, "What if something happened to Heimdall?"
Sif snapped.
Grabbing Jane by the collar, she shouted, "What nonsense are you spouting?! My brother is the strongest warrior under Odin!"
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