Yesterday should have been the most glorious moment of Thor's life!
As the Prince of Asgard, he was about to be crowned the new king of this nation.
He should have been revered by thousands, receiving garlands from fairies and drinking fine wine with the warriors of the Divine Realm.
But just as he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life,
those lowly Frost Giants suddenly broke in, attempting to steal the casket of ancient winters.
He fought back, for the glory of Asgard and the majesty of his father—Odin, the All-Father—personally leading a team to charge into Jotunheim!
He thought this would be his first great achievement after succeeding as the God-King.
The Nine Realms would sing praises of his name because of it.
But in the end, all he received was a harsh scolding from Odin:
"Your arrogance and stupidity have left innocent people to be ravaged by war!"
"You are unworthy of this kingdom! Unworthy of this power!"
Then, he was banished from the Divine Realm by his senile father, who forcibly severed his connection with mjolnir.
"Damn it!"
Thor punched the edge of the bed in anger. Normally, that fragile metal frame should have been flattened like a pancake by his strike.
But now, he only felt a piercing pain in his knuckles...
Feeling that soul-crushing pain and weakness, Thor wished he could grab his old man by the collar right now and ask him:
"Old geezer, have you gone completely senile?!"
But he knew that saying all this was pointless now.
To question his father and reclaim his dignity as the Prince of Asgard,
he had to find his hammer first!
Thinking this, he sneakily slipped out of the hospital and burst into a pet shop:
"mortal! I command you to present the finest warhorse to this god!"
Pet shop owner:...
What a retard!
...
"So you're saying this thing has been imbued with divine power, and only someone truly selfless and righteous can lift it?"
In the deserts of New Mexico.
Agent Phil Coulson listened to Peter's explanation while his hands itched to stroke the handle of the Meow-Meow Hammer:
"Director, hearing you say that, I feel like I'm the perfect candidate to lift it!"
Seeing Phil's smug look, Peter couldn't help but find it a bit funny:
"Then by all means, go ahead."
"Watch this!"
Phil looked at Peter, then at the surrounding Agents who were watching.
He then took a deep breath and gripped the handle with both hands.
He pulled!
He pulled harder!
Because of the excessive effort, his face turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
But the hammer didn't budge an inch. In fact, because the handle was so smooth, his hands slipped, and he fell flat on his butt...
Bursts of laughter erupted around him, making Phil's face flush even redder!
To deflect the embarrassment, Phil's eyes darted around, and he decided to shift the blame.
"Sigh, it seems a divine artifact like this can only be lifted by you, Director."
Hearing him say this, the Agents who were laughing at Phil all turned their gaze toward Peter.
Their Director, the Guardian of New York, My Lord The Punisher, might actually be able to lift this hammer!
Not only the ordinary Agents thought so, but Natasha, standing nearby, felt the same.
Her beautiful large eyes sparkled with a look that said, "Don't tell me you can't do it."
In the original plot, Natasha didn't participate in this mission.
But somehow she heard that Peter was going to make a trip personally, so she rushed over from a nearby state.
Noticing the looks from everyone, especially Black Widow, Peter narrowed his eyes at Phil.
You've got some nerve, kid. To clear your own embarrassment, you didn't hesitate to drag me, your Director, into the mess!
Still... this gave him an opportunity to show off.
Theoretically, he really wasn't qualified to pick up the Meow-Meow Hammer.
After all, he wasn't so noble that he would choose self-sacrifice for a large crowd of innocent people.
Essentially, he was just a "Family Man" who wanted his loved ones to have a good life.
He was nowhere near as great as the original Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man or Captain America.
So, according to the enchantment placed by that old man Odin, he truly had no right to lift it.
However... theory is theory, and reality is reality.
He didn't meet the enchantment's criteria, but that didn't mean he would be restricted by it!
To put it simply, isn't this thing just a blessing through divine power?
Peter was a wielder of divine power just like Odin!
So, if all went well, he could perform a "forced entry" act in front of everyone—
namely, using divine power to forcibly bypass the enchantment's restrictions and lift the Meow-Meow Hammer that could control lightning.
With that in mind, Peter quietly turned the little broken watch on his wrist.
At the same time, the tiger talisman instantly activated!
...
Screech!
Just as the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents were watching to see if Peter could lift the Meow-Meow Hammer, a harsh sound of braking echoed through the desert.
"This is it! Wow, that handsome guy looks like he's about to pull the hammer out!"
Jane Foster sat in the SUV. Because of her high vantage point, she could see Peter's attempt to lift the hammer over the crowd.
"That's impossible!" Beside her, Thor noticed that Jane Foster seemed to admire Peter, making him feel a bit annoyed.
He, a dignified God-King, hadn't managed to make this Earth woman fall for him at first sight; what right did that Midgardian kid have?
So, he intentionally raised his voice and shouted:
"That overconfident mortal will definitely not succeed!"
"mjolnir was enchanted by my father, the great God-King Odin. Not even ordinary gods can lift it. In today's Midgard, no one is worthy of my hammer except for me!"
The moment he finished speaking, he pushed open the car door.
Thor couldn't wait to reclaim his power.
He wanted to show these mortals what true Kamui was!
He even imagined his heroic posture as he picked up the hammer again and summoned lightning.
He would even give Jane Foster a cool backward glance to show this beautiful Midgardian woman how powerful and charming the future God-King was!
Just as Thor was thinking this, a holy light pulled him back from his fantasy to reality!
As Peter activated the little broken watch, the genes of the Aesir and Vanir began to merge perfectly.
A holy glow appeared on his skin once more, and golden inscriptions emerged from his body.
Divine power!
Pure divine power flowed through Peter's palm and into mjolnir.
The moment mjolnir received this power, the ground began to tremble slightly.
Immediately after, the mark of the enchantment placed by Odin on the hammer began to flicker and then quietly dissipated under Thor's nearly despairing gaze!
Having broken the protection of the enchantment, mjolnir became as light as a feather in Peter's hand.
Crackle!
The moment Peter held mjolnir high, his body began to float uncontrollably, and a blinding thunderstorm visibly gathered in the sky.
The thunder roared, seemingly singing a hymn for the birth of a new god!
The surrounding Agents all showed shocked and worshipful expressions. Black Widow and Jane Foster instinctively covered their mouths, their large eyes filled with wonder.
And Peter, as if sensing something, swept his gaze downward and locked eyes with the stunned Thor.
Looking at the dazed Thor, who looked as if he were witnessing the end of the World, Peter, holding the Meow-Meow Hammer high, couldn't help but smile slightly.
Hmm~ Isn't this just another form of NTR!