"Oh?"
Fenris scratched his head and opened the video.
On the nighttime side of the Western Hemisphere, a brilliant golden light suddenly shot from the ground straight into the sky. Under satellite observation, it quickly passed through the stratosphere, and before long, it had appeared directly above the ocean.
The dazzling trail it dragged behind it was clear even from space. Because it was moving far too quickly, and because of the atmospheric disturbance, each satellite only managed to barely capture a trace of it before the footage rapidly switched to the next angle. Even so, the clips pieced together a rough trajectory.
"Good thing Stark has enough satellites…"
Sitting in his lab, Tony looked at the image JARVIS had generated and could not help marveling at it.
Stellar-level energy was certainly powerful, but power of that level had already surpassed the limits of what ordinary people could imagine.
According to JARVIS's calculations, however, what appeared in the footage was a colossal creature nearly seventy meters in size.
For such a terrifyingly massive body to reach over Mach ten—more than three kilometers per second—its physical strength and energy density had to be astronomical. It was not something simple science could explain at all.
At this stage, Tony, even after taking the Heart-Shaped Herb, still needed the Iron Man armor, its compact size, and the Arc Reactor's cost-no-object energy supply to barely push his speed close to Mach five.
And from that point onward, every slight increase in speed represented an exponential rise in difficulty.
"Fenris, the true perfect organism."
Tony stared at Fenris through the projection with one eye wider than the other, unable to imagine that he and Fenris were actually the same species.
And the only difference between them that science could explain was whether the X-gene in their bodies had awakened?
That was too unscientific. It was practically unreasonable.
He could not imagine how exaggerated Fenris's all-around abilities had become, even if he was only maintaining his current human form.
At that thought, Tony could not help saying sourly, "Fenris, our relationship is already this good. When are you going to let me draw a tube of your blood?"
"What are you thinking?"
Fenris rolled his eyes.
This world was already chaotic enough. If his blood really fell into the hands of someone like Tony or Mister Fantastic, who knew what kind of trouble they might create?
"Tch~"
Tony curled his lip. Out of sight, out of mind. He simply cut off the call.
"Fenris, remember to send me that intelligence about the gods."
Fury, who was off to the side, seemed much calmer. Right now, he was actually more interested in those legendary, high-and-mighty gods.
After all, ever since he had seen Fenris ask him for highly enriched uranium to eat, he had completely stopped treating him as a normal person.
The only thing comparable to a freak like that was another freak.
For example, the pager he had kept with him for decades. As long as he had it, he was not entirely helpless against Fenris.
Besides, Fenris's psychological profile was clear beyond question. As long as Fury did not court death in front of him, someone like Fenris was almost never going to pay him much attention.
"Don't worry. I'll send it to you soon."
Fenris nodded, then cut off the call first.
After briefly organizing the information on the Nine Realms, Asgard, and aliens, Fenris had Titan send it directly to the two of them.
"It's almost dawn, and Johnny still hasn't come back?"
Thinking of Johnny, who had gone to track Blackheart and had yet to return, Fenris shook his head. "Forget it. Since things have come to this, I'll sleep first."
He took out two Arc Reactors and placed them beside him. Fenris closed his eyes and very decisively sank into a deep sleep.
…
At the same time, on the other side of the wilderness outside Puente Antiguo.
"Father, Mother…"
Thor dragged his heavy steps forward, leaving one footprint after another across the empty wilderness.
After a pause, he added, "Oh, right. And Loki."
The past thousand years of his life kept flashing through his mind—his time with his father and mother, his play and quarrels with Loki, and the battles he had fought across the Nine Realms alongside the Warriors Three and Sif…
Those thousand years of companionship had now become nothing more than bubbles, vanishing completely in this moment.
After Odin exiled him to this unfamiliar Midgard, he had no one to rely on. He might not even have a chance to return to Asgard for the rest of his life, let alone see his mother and brother again.
"So cold…"
Grief surged into his heart. The night air over the wilderness was especially chilly. A cold wind blew past, and after losing his divine power, Thor, wearing only a thin coat, could not help curling in on himself.
"I shouldn't have left that sorcerer."
A trace of regret abruptly welled up in him. Thor shivered all over and looked around. Apart from the endless wilderness, there were only a few strange animal cries that made people tremble.
"Should I go back and find him?"
"No. Even if I have been exiled, I am still Thor, God of Thunder of Asgard…"
"That sorcerer has no sense at all. Why doesn't he know to come back and look for me…"
Thor kept blowing into his hands and rubbing his palms together, muttering inwardly.
After wandering aimlessly for who knew how long, the starving and freezing God of Thunder finally crouched down, shivering.
"Jotunheim!"
"When I get the chance, I will destroy all of you!"
The thought that those damned Frost Giants were the reason he had fallen to this state filled Thor with rage, and he could not help roaring into the empty wilderness.
"Beep, beep—"
A sharp honk suddenly sounded from behind him. Along with the crunch of tires rolling over rough gravel, bright headlights quickly illuminated Thor's body.
"Sorcerer?"
Thor's heart leaped with joy, and he shot up from the ground. But before he could even turn around, he felt a tremendous force slam into him from behind.
"Bang!"
Thor did not even have time to cry out before the world spun around him, and dizziness flooded his vision.
In the final moment before he lost consciousness, the glaring headlights shone straight into his eyes. Thor's eyes rolled back.
"What a ruthless sorcerer…"
"Screech—"
"Darcy, you hit Thor again?!!"
The piercing sound of braking rang out. Jane, who had been buried in gravitational data analysis, had the instrument in her hand fly out under the force of inertia. Professor Selvig, who was already no longer young, went weak in the legs, slammed his head hard against the seat, rolled his eyes back, and passed out right after Thor.
The research vehicle instantly descended into another flurry of chaos.
"Darcy, stop the car!"
After finally helping Professor Selvig up, Jane thought of the black figure that had been knocked far away and the exaggerated spectacle when Odin had appeared. Her scalp went numb. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and save him!"
"It's pitch-black out here. He was crouching on the ground all by himself. Who could see him?"
After hitting the legendary God of Thunder twice in one day, Darcy opened her mouth and stood there in a daze.
Facing Jane's accusation, she instinctively shrank her neck and muttered softly, "He's the legendary God of Thunder. How was I supposed to know a mighty god could be knocked flying so easily…"
(End of Chapter)
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