MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine-Chapter 293 Strong Lift, Thor's Hammer

  Chapter 293 Stronghold, Thor's Hammer

  Three hideous bloodstains were cut on Sol's cheek from the forehead to the right chin, although with his physique such scars can heal on their own in a short time.

  But at this moment, a heroic and stalwart face was completely torn apart.

  Thor just blasted his opponent away to catch his breath, but he was tightly entangled in his limbs by the crimson chains that sprang out from nowhere.

  James didn't give the opponent a chance to distance himself, and charged up again with the traction of the [Crimson Chain] in the four palms behind him, stepped on Sol's chest with both feet, and stomped him from the sky to the ground.

  The trembling force like a meteor falling to the ground caused a slight earthquake in Greenland, hitting a snow wave nearly ten meters high, and falling slowly

  Loki smacked his mouth and sat on the edge of the ice crystal lounge chair, leaning over and propping up his chin.

  His purpose has been achieved, but the whole thing is seriously out of control.

   "Brother who is invincible in the Nine Realms, if you are killed directly—uh~~ then the throne. Hey! It's also very good, but without the joy of teasing you, being the king of the gods seems meaningless."

boom!

  A blue and black combat boot stepped on Thor's still trembling wrist.

He was still holding the hammer, and the battle armor from God's Domain had long been shattered. It was chopped into scattered pieces and hung on his body. There were dozens of scars of different lengths on his chest and back, and the bone was deeply visible. A large piece of blood red flesh and blood.

  It turns out that the Protoss, like humans, does not have the legendary golden blood.

   "The battle just now was all about the power I gained step by step as a human being."

  James put more weight on his feet. He stepped on Sol's chest with one foot, and the left hand holding the hammer with the other. He bent down and got very close to the blood-stained face.

  “. I have encountered many opponents who claim to be gods, but defeating them does not make me feel that I have truly surpassed a life or race like a ‘god’. I think. You should be a better standard.”

   crackling crackling

  Sol is like a short-circuited robot, with fine currents constantly emanating from his body, with gaps in his lips spraying blood foam, while grinning loudly:

   "Pfft, hey hey, it's almost time, you human being is almost up to the standard, but... who told you that I was defeated?"

  The blue-gray Thor's Hammer suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, as if it were a solid substance completely composed of plasma, and then the thunder and lightning transmitted from the hammer covered Thor's body.

  Over the dark cloud-covered Arctic Circle, there is no trace of sunlight, and only crackling flashes of light can illuminate the dark land for a moment.

  No need to wave, as long as "Mjolnir" is in hand, Endless Thunder can be summoned at will!

  Three or four-meter-diameter thunder pillar poured down from the top of James's head, and even hundreds of kilometers away, he could still see this blue thunder that pierced the heavens and the earth, and it lasted for a long time.

This is the strongest bombardment that Thor can release with all his strength. He looked at this human being who had been fighting fiercely for a long time but was still fierce. Under the scouring of the thunder bath, his skin and flesh were peeled off inch by inch, leaving only a pale face soon. skeleton.

   Bang Chi!

  The skeleton gave Sol another claw with the claw blade protruding from the fist bone. Except for the bones, it almost chopped off his entire face. Sol opened his eyes and roared angrily, and flew to the sky again.

  James twisted his neck, as if he had gotten used to the blow a little more after being completely "drenched" by Thunder.

   Just like he said.

  From the beginning to the end, James Howlett did not use even a single bit of flame power from hell, but relied on his own step-by-step development of physical potential, and the power of flesh and blood life obtained through the exploration of martial arts.

   This is a battle between pure "mortals" and gods.

   "Sol! I'm starting to look forward to meeting your father!"

  In an instant, he smashed through several blood-red figures that exploded in the air, and soared into the sky against the lightning from Thor's hammer. James' wanton roar shocked the sky.

  The two continued to fight to the death in the air, chasing all the way from Greenland to the sky over the North Pole, and Loki couldn't sit still at all at this moment, he flickered with light and shadow and disappeared, and chased after him through the power of God's Domain magic.

   Bang bang bang.

  Claws, hammers, fists, and even headbutts.

  No matter how much damage James suffered, he was still intact in the blink of an eye.

  But Sol's iron-like body was completely stained with blood, every inch of his skin was completely red, and the dazzling color was the same as the bright red cloak that he had scattered somewhere long ago.

  Although James' bone blade could not cut Thor's bones, and the strength of the two was almost equal at the level of flesh and blood, it was not difficult to break Thor's flesh.

   "I said, are you Thor! Or the God of Warhammer!"

  Pfft!

   After James' jaw was crooked by the hammer, he immediately twisted back and roared.

  The two **** arms behind him seized the opportunity to clamp Sol's arm, and the bone blade pierced through the wrist holding the hammer. After twisting and twisting his fists, Sol finally let go of his palm under severe pain.

  I wanted to summon the warhammer with my right hand, but what I was waiting for was another bone claw piercing through the palm, and "Mjölnir" fell straight down from a high altitude like this.

   "Saul Odinson, let me see what you can do without the hammer."

  Six fists slammed on Sol's body in a storm, forming a blurred shadow. He was thrown into the air by the fists and trembled like a bundle of meat.

   Then he received a heavy punch on the back of the head, and fell into the ice rock of the North Pole.

   Sol’s will to summon the hammer in his mind became more and more vague. Without the “Mjolnir” warhammer bestowed by Odin, Thor and James, who fought with bare hands, had no chance to fight back and forth.

  He has long been used to the simple life where the battle ends with a swipe of the hammer.

"Um?"

James, who was constantly chasing and hitting with all kinds of strength in his hands, suddenly slowed down a bit. He twitched his nose lightly, stepped on the limp and unconscious Sol, stood up, and thrust out the bone blade of his right fist, blocking it obliquely. The silver light dagger that suddenly pierced from the void slashed upwards with a backhand.

  The hidden stabbing Loki faded away again, and the bone blade only waved on a phantom.

  He conjured up dozens of identical illusions around James, and Qi Qi stabbed at him with both daggers in hand.

"Well!"

  Loki's real body was directly strangled by the neck. He stared at James with wide-open eyes, unable to imagine how this human being could see through his phantom in an instant, and he didn't even survive a round.

   "What the hell? It's all fancy."

   Clap!

  Swinging Loki's face with two palms, the young son of the **** king immediately rolled his eyes and didn't move as if he had been stunned, and just gave up the resistance.

  James felt that the opponent's state was not so bad, more like "playing dead", but he didn't care much and threw Rocky aside, ignoring him.

  Because he saw something more interesting.

   "Mjolnir is also called Mjolnir, Thor's Hammer."

Not far from the place where Sol passed out, the unobtrusive hammer was standing obliquely in an ice pit. It was just a falling pit with a radius of one meter, which was nothing compared to the impact it brought to James. Strong strike force.

   That was the weight of being slammed on the body by a big mountain.

  James Howlett was talking about the description of Thor's Hammer from the classics and legends, while slowly breaking pieces of ice, he walked to the side of the Warhammer.

  “.The hammer head is forged by the dwarves of Nidaville using Uru metal in the center of the star that is about to decline and die, and the handle is the wood of the World Tree”

  He lightly stroked the circles of patterns on the handle of the warhammer. The head of the hammer was one piece, without complicated patterns, and only patterns that looked like runes were engraved on both ends.

   "I heard that no one can lift you except Odin's approval"

  James finally grasped the handle of Thor's Hammer with his right hand. He took a light breath and tentatively lifted it.

  Warhammer, the slightest motion.

   "Recognition. Recognition? If you have the same power as Odin, do you still need recognition?"

  The red light in the dark pupils and the fire lighted up at the same time, James stared at the hammer with a stern expression, the hellfire sprang up from his fingertips, burning up, instantly burning the entire body of the war hammer.

  He clenched his hands and stepped on the ground, his feet sank inch by inch into the ice and rocks, his naked upper body was entwined with fire and strength, and only half of his face turned into the appearance of a flaming skull.

  It can demonize any metal, and the deformed Hellfire also competed with Thor's Hammer as if angry, crackling and burning every inch of the warhammer.

  James can gradually feel that in the "deep" of this hammer, there is a force, a will... to contend with him.

   "Give it to me!"

The turbulent hellfire and life energy completely burned James Howlett into a giant torch. The surrounding ice and snow melted in a large area, and the black rock base was quickly evaporated. Hong Hong mist.

  He roared and went all out, not only with the hammer, but also with the will within.

   Under the entanglement and collision of the two forces, Thor's Hammer trembled strangely for a moment!

   At the same time as this undetectable tremor appeared, the Asgard Asgard Palace was located at the top of the world tree "Yuktra Hill".

  Odin, the god-king who seemed to be sitting solemnly on the throne forever, suddenly opened his one eye, and the eternal gun "Gungnir" in his hand slammed heavily on the main hall of the Golden Palace.

   "Presumptuous!"

  Odin's muffled roar made the infinitely high temple tremble, and his majestic eyes stared forward angrily.

  On the throne of the Nine Realms, Odin had already seen the tragic scene on the ice field of Midgard. He didn't know why Thor fought with the human being he wanted to invite.

   But the majesty of the Protoss is inviolable!

The obscure and blunt rune sound sounded from the lips of God King Odin. On the earth where Asgard and Asgard cannot be separated by distance, James just felt that Thor's Hammer was slightly lifted, leaving the ground little by little. .

  In the ear, as if it was close in front of him, a hoarse and powerful roar of an old man exploded, and the hammer became several times heavier in an instant.

   With a bang, he fell back steadily.

  The God King Odin in the Golden Palace suddenly stood up, and the two crows on his shoulders seemed to be frightened, and flew towards the dome of the palace.

  He raised one hand above his head, and at the same time held the Gungnir Void Thorn towards the center of the hall.

   "Rainbow Bridge, listen to my orders!"

  The guard Heimdall, who is not like the God Realm, needs to use the "Sword of Burtgang" that opens the rainbow.

   Odin softly chanted a spell, and with a wave of his hand, he was able to summon this mysterious energy that could reach not only in the nine kingdoms, but also in the entire universe at will.

  Over the North Pole of the earth, it seemed as if a colorful waterfall descended from the other side of the Milky Way, covering the collapsed figures of Thor and Loki, and they disappeared instantly.

  The Thor's Hammer, which was still tightly held by James, also suddenly followed the trajectory of its owner, and rushed into—

  In the flames of the Rainbow Bridge.

  Suddenly, in addition to a large piece of land without ice and snow, there are also burning rune marks on the dry boulders.

  Everything, just like that, without a trace

   Only a few shivering little polar bears poked their heads out of the snow cave on the far hillside.

—

   "Your Majesty the Supreme Mage, if you and James join hands and want to do something to me, well, don't blame me for being rude!"

  Qin Gray smiled and picked up the teacup on the stone platform and drank it. According to the agreement, she had been waiting for a long time at the Mystic Sanctuary in New York, but James hadn't arrived yet.

   This made "Phoenix" a little unhappy. This was their first "date", and James was late.

  "Miss Grey, I am only responsible for providing you with a safe mirror space. Frankly speaking, I have made some suggestions about you to Mr. Howlett, but he has rejected them all."

  Qin bit her lower lip and smiled delicately, tracing the edge of the teacup with her fingertips as delicate as white onions, trying to find out what James had said to her in the mage's mind.

  But this supreme mage, who has only a mortal body, is like the teacher White Queen and Professor Charles, even she can hardly see half of his thoughts.

   "Miss Grey, have another round of tea, Mr. Howlett should be—"

  Gu Yi's wrist holding the black stone pot suddenly stopped, his thin cheeks tightened a bit, and his pupils flickered, full of disbelief.

  Almost at the same time as the mage's expression suddenly changed, Jean Gray raised her eyebrows sharply and stood up abruptly.

   "Gu Yi, it seems that you know where this power comes from."

   I don’t know why, but Jean Gray firmly believes that the strange and powerful energy she perceives doesn’t mean anything good.

  She called the Supreme Mage by his name in cold words, and her charming face suddenly turned cold.

  Gu Yi let out a breath, put down the teapot, and got up slowly.

  The mage looked at "Phoenix" calmly, and they were silent for a while, but the words in her mouth were never before low and solemn, and very rigorous.

"That is the king of the gods in Norse mythology, the godfather who is in charge of time, prophecy, kingship, wisdom, healing, magic, war and death, the master of Asgard's fairy palace, and rules the world tree and the nine kingdoms of the strongest."

   "—God King Odin Poulsen."

  (end of this chapter)