"Phil."
Outside, behind Phil Coulson, Harry stepped down and called to him.
"What is it, Mr. Osborne?" Phil Coulson turned around with a puzzled expression.
"I found something interesting," Harry said softly, the corners of his mouth lifting even higher.
"Oh?" Coulson raised his eyebrows. Harry didn't answer directly, but S.H.I.E.L.D.'s stance toward Harry had always been to tolerate his eccentricities as much as possible.
"Do you need my help?" Coulson asked after thinking for a moment.
"No." Harry waved his hand lightly. "I can handle it myself. I'm actually looking forward to it."
Coulson frowned slightly, then turned and left.
Harry watched Coulson's figure disappear, then quietly opened his system interface. Two entries were already displayed—both belonged to "gods."
Name: Thor Odinson
Age: 824
Physical Condition: Healthy
Abilities: Divine Body (Sealed) (70), Divine Power (Sealed) (70)
Items: Mjolnir (Sealed) (80), Thor's Scale Armor (40)
Name: Loki
Age: 813
Physical Condition: Healthy
Abilities: Divine Body (60), Frost Magic (70)
Item: Casket of Ancient Winters (80)
"These aliens who call themselves gods really aren't human."
Seeing the system interface, Harry felt unusually satisfied with the data.
The "divine body" ability impressed him the most. Pure-blooded Asgardians were incredibly durable—even after the Hulk smashed Loki around like a ragdoll, Loki survived with barely any harm. And Thor's divine body scored even higher. Harry always valued physical power, and the name "divine body" sounded especially grand.
He was satisfied. For upgrading physical attributes, Thor's divine body was the natural choice. But right now, because Thor's abilities were sealed, Harry couldn't acquire them. When he did, Wolverine's regeneration could be converted into points again. The divine body's healing might not be as fast as Wolverine's, but judging by the Asgardians in the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. series—especially the warrior once called the God of War—their healing wasn't far behind. And Thor likely had the highest score among all Asgardians. Even Odin couldn't match him due to aging.
Thinking this, Harry realized it was time to整理 his abilities. Early on, he had acquired many powers he no longer needed simply in pursuit of becoming stronger. It seemed time to streamline.
As for divine power—judging from the system memory—Thor rarely used it clearly. Even when he tapped into it, he still relied on Mjolnir to summon lightning. Compared to the innate magical talent Loki possessed through his Frost Giant blood, Thor's divine power was less prominent. So Harry temporarily set divine power aside and instead focused on Loki's frost magic.
Harry took these two "gods" seriously, not just because of them, but because Asgard itself was a mysterious realm compared to Midgard.
Although he had no reverence for the word "god," he always maintained caution toward unknown forces.
The Marvel world was not simple. The presence of mutants and Spider-Man already proved that this was not strictly the cinematic universe (Earth-199999). With ancient cosmic powers, legendary beings, demons, and apocalypse-level threats—Harry knew enough to remain vigilant.
He took several deep breaths to calm himself.
The stronger you become, the more you understand how small you still are.
Harry slowly walked to the door of Thor's holding room. He raised a hand to stop the two agents from opening it. Instead of using mental power—which Loki would sense immediately—Harry closed his eyes and used his enhanced hearing.
Through Loki's concealed magic, faint voices leaked through. Anyone else would hear nothing and assume Thor was talking to himself like a madman. But Harry could hear Loki clearly.
"Now, the burden of the throne falls onto my shoulders."
Loki's voice was gentle, heavy with a tired sigh.
Silence filled the room for a long time.
"Then… can I go home?" Thor lifted his head, his voice hollow. The excitement he'd shown just moments earlier had vanished completely. His look of vulnerable hope almost made Loki feel a moment of regret—but it passed quickly. Now that he had begun, he would finish. When it was done, Odin would finally love him. That was what mattered.
"I'm sorry. You can't."
Loki turned his back to him, no longer looking at Thor. His expression darkened as he continued: "The truce with Jotunheim requires that you remain exiled forever. And Mother forbids your return."
He walked toward the door, fingers tightening around his other hand.
"This is goodbye, brother. I'm sorry."
His figure then vanished without a trace.
"No… I'm the one who should apologize. Thank you for coming… Brother. Goodbye."
Thor lowered himself back onto the chair and murmured in despair.
"Let's go," Harry said inwardly, tilting his head.
When Loki exited the holding room, Harry's perception instantly caught the distortion in the magnetic field where Loki passed—hidden from everyone else's eyes, invisible magic covering him. Unlike mental power, which sensitive beings could detect, the magnetic field was ever-present and unnoticed. Harry suddenly realized magnetic perception was becoming far more convenient.
As for Loki, Harry wanted to strike a deal with him eventually. Harry was eager for many treasures in Asgard's vault. But right now, Harry couldn't threaten Loki, nor could he seize anything from him. So he let the chance slip—for now.
Swish—
Harry stepped forward and opened the door.
Thor lifted his head slightly at the sound, saw Harry, then let his gaze fall again, ignoring his presence.
"Well." Harry reached Thor, paused, then asked, "How should I address you? Thor? Or… God of Thunder?"
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