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There were three hideous blood marks on Thor's cheek from his forehead to the right side of his chin. Although with his body, such scars could heal on their own in a short time.

But at this moment, a majestic and majestic face was scratched.

The God of Thunder had just blasted away his opponent and took a breath, but he was tightly wrapped around his limbs by crimson chains that sprang out from nowhere.

James didn't give the opponent a chance to distance himself. He rushed forward again with the help of the [Crimson Chains] in the four palms on his back. He stepped on Thor's chest with both feet and stomped him from high altitude to the ground.

The trembling force like a meteor falling to the ground caused a slight earthquake in Greenland, and hit the snow waves nearly ten meters high, which slowly fell with a rustling sound.

Loki smacked his lips and sat on the edge of the ice crystal lounge chair, leaning over and raising his chin.

His goal had been achieved, but the whole thing was seriously out of control.

"Brother, the invincible master of the nine realms, if you were killed directly - well~~ then the throne. Hey! That's fine, but without the joy of teasing you, being the king of the gods seems to be meaningless."

boom!

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

He is still holding the war hammer. The armor from the God Realm has long been broken into pieces. It was chopped into scattered pieces and hung on his body. His chest and back were covered with dozens of scars of different lengths. Bone scars were deeply visible, and large pieces of blood were revealed. skin and flesh.

It turns out that the gods, like humans, do not have the legendary golden blood.

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

James increased the strength on his feet a little more. He stepped on Thor's chest with one foot, stepped on the left hand holding the warhammer with another foot, leaned 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 transcended beings or races like 'gods'. I think you should be a better standard."

crackle crackle

Thor was like a short-circuited robot, with small electric currents constantly rising from his body. His lips were gaped and spraying blood, while he grinned and laughed loudly:

"Pfft, hey hey, it's almost here. You, a human being, are about to reach the standard, but... who told you that I was defeated?"

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

There was no trace of daylight above the Arctic Circle covered by dark clouds, and only crackling flashes of light could illuminate the dark earth for a moment.

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

A thunder pillar with a diameter of three to four meters poured down from James' head. Even hundreds of kilometers away, this blue thunder light could still be seen connecting the sky and the earth, and it lasted for a long time.

This was the strongest bombardment that Thor, God of Thunder, could do with all his strength. He looked at this human being who had been fighting fiercely for a long time but was still fierce. His skin and flesh were peeled off inch by inch under the wash of the thunder bath, and soon only a pale white face was left. skeleton.

Bang!

The skeleton gave Thor another claw against the claw blade pierced between the fist bones. Apart from the bones, it almost chopped off his entire face. Thor opened his eyes wide and roared angrily, flying into the sky again.

James twisted his neck, as if he had been completely "charged" by the thunder and lightning and had become more accustomed to such a blow.

Just like he said.

From the beginning to the end, James Howlett did not use even a fraction of the flame power from hell. He relied on himself to develop the potential of his body step by step and evolve his body through the exploration of martial arts, thus obtaining the power of flesh and blood life.

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

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

The blood-red figure broke through several air bursts in an instant, and soared into the sky against the lightning struck by Thor's war hammer. James's wanton roar shocked the sky.

The two continued to fight to the death in the air, chasing him all the way from Greenland to the North Pole. At this moment, Loki could not sit still at all. He flickered and disappeared, and he also chased after him through the power of divine magic.

Bang bang bang.

Claws, hammers, fists, and even headbutts.

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

But Thor's iron-clad divine body was completely stained with blood, and every inch of his skin was dyed red. The dazzling color was the same as his bright red cloak that had been scattered somewhere.

Although James' bone blade cannot break Thor's bones, and the two are almost equal in strength at the flesh and blood level, it is not difficult to break through Thor's flesh.

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

Poof!

After James' chin was knocked out of place by the war hammer, he immediately twisted it back and yelled.

Two bloody arms behind him took the opportunity to clamp down on Thor's arm. The bone blade penetrated directly through the wrist holding the hammer. After turning his fist and twisting it, Thor finally let go of his hand under the severe pain.

I wanted to summon the war hammer with my right hand, but what I was waiting for was another bone claw piercing from the palm, and "Mjolnir" just hummed from the sky and plummeted down.

"Thor Odinson, let me see what skills you have left without that hammer."

Six fists struck Thor violently, turning him into a blurry shadow. He was held up in the air by the fists and trembled like a bundle of flesh.

Then he received a heavy punch on the back of his head and crashed into the ice and rocks of the North Pole.

Thor's will to summon the hammer became increasingly vague in his mind. Without the "Mjolnir" warhammer given by Odin, Thor and James, who were fighting with bare hands, had no chance to fight.

He has long been accustomed to the simple life of a battle ending with a swing of the hammer.

"Um?"

James, who was constantly chasing him with all kinds of force, suddenly slowed down a bit. He twitched his nose slightly, stepped on the limp and unconscious Thor to stand up, and thrust out the bone blade of his right fist, blocking it diagonally. The silver dagger suddenly thrust out from the void and slashed forward with his backhand.

Loki, who was hiding his thrusts, once again faded away, his bone blade only waving on a shadow.

He conjured dozens of identical illusions around James, all holding double daggers and lunging at him.

"Well!"

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

"What the hell? It's so fancy."

Bang bang!

Two palms hit Loki's face, and the youngest son of the God King immediately rolled his eyes and stopped moving as if he had been knocked unconscious, and just gave up resistance.

James felt that the opponent's condition was not that bad, more like "pretending to be dead", but he threw Loki aside without paying much attention and ignored him.

Because he saw something more interesting.

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

Not far from where Thor passed out, the inconspicuous hammer stood sideways in an ice pit. It was just a one-meter-radius fall pit, which was nothing compared to the impact it brought to James. Powerful striking power.

That was the weight of being hit by a huge mountain.

James Howlett was muttering about the description of Thor's hammer he learned from classics and legends, while slowly breaking pieces of ice and walked to the side of the war hammer.

"The hammer head was forged by the dwarves of Nidaville using Uru metal in the center of the star that was about to decline and die, and the handle was made of wood from the World Tree."

He gently stroked the circles of patterns on the handle of the war hammer. The head of the hammer was completely integrated, with no complicated patterns. Only patterns like runes were engraved on both ends.

"I heard that no one can lift you unless recognized by Odin."

James' right hand finally grasped the handle of Mjolnir. He took a gentle breath and tentatively lifted it.

The war hammer remained motionless.

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

The red light and fire light in the deep black eyes lit up at the same time. James stared at the hammer with a stern expression, and the hellfire scorched up from his fingertips, instantly burning the entire warhammer body.

He clenched his hands and stepped on the ground, his feet sinking inch by inch into the ice and rocks. His naked upper body was entangled with fire and energy, and only half of his face turned into a flaming skull.

Able to demonize any metal, the transformed Hellfire seemed to be competing with Mjolnir in a fit of rage, crackling and burning every inch of the hammer.

James gradually could feel that there was a force and a will in the "deep" of this hammer that was competing with him.

"Get up!"

The roaring hellfire and life energy completely ignited James Howlett into a giant torch. The surrounding ice and snow melted over a large area, quickly evaporating the blue-black rock base, and at the same time burned out the last moisture on it, filling the air with Flooding fog.

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

Thor's hammer trembled strangely for a moment under the entanglement and collision of the two forces!

At the same time as this undetectable tremor appeared, the Asgard Palace perched high on the top of the World Tree "Yuktrashir".

God-King Odin, who seemed to be sitting solemnly on the throne forever, suddenly opened his one eye, and the eternal spear "Gangnir" in his hand slammed heavily on the main hall of the Golden Palace.

"presumptuous!"

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

On the throne overlooking the nine realms, Odin had already seen the tragic scene on the ice field of Midgard. He didn't know why Thor was fighting with the human being he wanted to invite.

But the majesty of the gods is inviolable!

The obscure and blunt rune curse sounded from the lips of God King Odin. On the earth that was indescribably far from Asgard, James just felt the tendency of Mjolnir to lift slightly, and it left the ground little by little. .

But as if right in front of me, the hoarse and powerful roar of an old man exploded in my ears, and the hammer instantly became several times heavier.

With a bang, he fell back steadily.

The God King Odin in the Golden Palace stood up suddenly, 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 stabbed the center of the hall with Gangnirxu.

"Rainbow Bridge, follow my orders!"

Unlike Heimdall, the guardian of the God Realm, he needs to use the "Sword of Bultgang" to open the rainbow.

Odin chants a spell and with a wave of his hand, he can summon this mysterious energy that can be reached not only in the nine kingdoms, but also in the entire universe.

Over the Earth's North Pole, a colorful waterfall seemed to fall from the other side of the Milky Way, shrouding the collapsed figures of Thor and Loki, and their shadows disappeared in an instant.

And Mjolnir, still tightly held in James' hand, suddenly followed the trajectory of its owner, rushing in with the human who almost "forced" it -

In the light of the Rainbow Bridge.

Suddenly, in addition to a large area of ​​land without ice and snow, there were also burning rune marks on dry boulders.

Everything is gone without a trace

Only a few trembling little polar bears were left in the snow caves on the distant hillside, poking their heads out.

——

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

Jean Gray picked up the tea cup on the stone table with a smile and drank. She had been waiting for a long time at the Sanctuary of the Mystics in New York as agreed, but James had not arrived yet.

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

"Miss Gray, 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 rejected them all."

Qin bit her lower lip and smiled coquettishly, tracing the edge of the tea cup with her fingertips as delicate as white onions, intent on finding out what James was talking about to her in the mage's mind.

But this Supreme Mage, who has only a mortal body, is like his teachers, the White Queen and Professor Charles. Even she can't catch a glimpse of his thoughts.

"Miss Grey, one more round of tea, Mr. Howlett should be soon——"

Gu Yi's wrist that picked up the dark stone pot suddenly stopped, his thin cheeks tensed a little tighter, and his eyes flickered, full of disbelief.

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

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

For some reason, Jean Gray firmly believed that the strange and extremely powerful energy she sensed did not mean anything good.

She called the Supreme Mage by his first name coldly, and a frost suddenly appeared on her charming face.

Gu Yi took a breath, put down the teapot, and slowly stood up.

The mage looked at "Phoenix" calmly, and they were silent for a long time, but the words in her mouth had never been lower and solemn, and they were very rigorous.

“That is the King of the Gods in Norse mythology, the Heavenly Father who is in charge of time, prophecy, kingship, wisdom, healing, magic, war and death, the master of Asgard’s Fairy Palace, who rules the World Tree and the Nine Kingdoms The strongest."

"——God King Odin Bolson."