Thor, with his pent-up desire for revenge unleashed by the dual axes, killed so many that corpses lay everywhere and bones were charred.
Whether he had his fill of killing, Samuel didn't know, but Samuel certainly had his fill of drops.
He got drops for the basic Asgardian abilities like Super Strength, Super Stamina, Super Defense, Self-healing, Super Vitality, Disease Immunity, and Virus Immunity.
Leaving aside other things, just consider Super Vitality. Asgardians can live up to 5000 years on average; stacking it twice means 10,000 years.
Gaining an extra 10,000 years of lifespan so easily without any cost feels quite good just thinking about it!
Besides abilities, he got a total of thirteen Stormbreakers before and after.
Truly, they've become commonplace.
Well, saying that might sound a bit like humblebragging.
In reality, compared to Mjolnir, which is more focused on physical attacks, Stormbreaker is more inclined towards spell attacks and area attacks.
More importantly, it has the function of spatial teleportation, can summon the Bifrost Bridge, and can also fully unleash the Odin Force.
So, even if the number of Stormbreakers is truly so many that they are commonplace, their power is still top-tier among weapons!
As for Super Soldier Serum, repulsor rays, and the like, there are too many to count, so let's ignore them.
Oh, and there's the most abundant gain: points.
The combat detection range has increased by several levels, from 700 meters to 1300 meters.
If it weren't for Thor clearing them with dual axes this time, relying solely on the Survivor Squad, who have relatively low firepower, they would probably have to grind for three to five days.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo --"
Thor, who had killed all the nearby zombies, was panting heavily and came to Samuel with the others.
He lowered his head and looked at the two indistinguishable Stormbreakers a few times, then returned one of them to Samuel.
"This one is yours."
"Really? I don't believe it."
Samuel didn't take it and directly retrieved Stormbreaker through the system.
Sure enough, the Stormbreaker Thor handed over was still there, but the one in his other hand had disappeared.
Heh, I knew it.
Thor grabbed his empty hand in surprise, pulled back the hand he had extended, and then turned to look deeply in Thanos's direction.
"Is it okay now?"
Samuel nodded indifferently. Thanos was neither dead nor alive now, and keeping him had no value.
Thor turned around silently, walked behind Thanos with Stormbreaker, and swung.
"Pfft!"
He directly chopped off his head with one axe swing.
Thor, his great revenge avenged, did not roar to the sky or cry in grief. He just seemed to have used up all his strength, turned back silently, found a place, and sat down.
The quiet atmosphere gradually became somewhat heavy. Even Spider-Man and Head Lang, who were usually the most talkative, were feeling down and had no interest in livening things up.
With the killing and fighting stopped, everyone involuntarily fell into confusion, wondering what to do in the future.
A few hours ago, although they had to face the large number of zombies in Wakanda and the Five-Stone zombie Thanos, at least they had a goal and knew what to do.
But now, a few hours later, they were at a loss.
It turned out that their World was destined to be a doomsday timeline that would be destroyed.
It turned out that even if they tried various methods and truly had a chance to save this World, they would be stopped by the Time Variance Authority.
"We -- what can we do now?" Sharon looked at Samuel and asked.
"Do what?"
Samuel smiled casually, pointing towards the direction of the Wakandan palace: "Hurry up and rest. Before dark, I want to move in!"
Sharon was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, I guarantee the mission will be completed."
No goal?
Then I'll give you a goal!
Don't know what to do?
Then I'll tell you what to do!
I brought you all this way and even pulled you out of the Void. It wasn't so you could get sentimental, dramatic, or lost in confusion.
"Hope, come out with me for a bit."
"Where are we going?"
"I need cargo ships to load gold and other supplies. Oh, and Vibranium. Nobody can stop me now."
Samuel opened a portal to the New York harbor and motioned for Hope to walk through.
The rest was simple. Samuel chose a target, emptied the original contents of the ship, and then had Hope use Pym Particles to shrink the cargo ship.
Then, they moved on to the next target.
They repeated this process.
In less than an hour, the dozen or so large cargo ships docked there had been shrunk to keychain size and stuffed into Samuel's pants pocket.
"Let's go, time for the next place."
This time, Samuel opened a portal to the Los Angeles port.
As soon as the portal opened, a panicked figure stumbled and fell out.
"Thump."
The figure fell face down in front of Samuel and Hope.
"Looks like they're alive."
"Mm."
Samuel glanced at the zombies chasing behind the person in droves and casually closed the portal.
"Whoosh!"
The moment the portal closed, a zombie that was about to charge through had its arm severed directly.
The severed arm landed right on the leg of the person on the ground.
Perhaps it was cut off too quickly, or perhaps the arm wanted to have one last moment of mischief before losing consciousness.
It landed right on the person's calf and then, like a drowning person grabbing a life raft, it gripped on tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Ah—" A piercing Scream instantly rang out.
The person on the ground screamed while flailing their arms and legs, kicking forcefully.
"Let go of me, let go of me, let go!"
Did she think a zombie had grabbed her?
"Stop yelling. If it were a zombie, you'd have been eaten clean by now."
Samuel watched the commotion for a while before finally speaking up to remind her.
"Huh?"
The Scream stopped abruptly. The person on the ground first cautiously glanced behind them and breathed a sigh of relief when they realized it was just a severed arm holding them.
"Phew, you scared me to death. I thought I was a goner."
Saying that, she awkwardly got up and smiled sheepishly at Samuel and Hope, saying with some excitement.
"Thank you for saving me. My name is Carolina, Carolina Dean."
"Hope, you can call me Wasp."
"And you?" Carolina looked at Samuel.
Samuel paused, not answering but asking in return: "Your name is Carolina Dean?"
"Yes, do you know me?" Carolina Dean nodded and asked.
Samuel asked again: "Do you know Nico Minoru?"
"You know Nico?" Carolina said excitedly. "We're best friends. I, I mean, we were best friends."
Her name is Carolina Dean, and her former best friend is Nico Minoru. Runaways confirmed!
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