Chapter 507: 8. God closed

"You said you are from Asgard?"
Agent Silveret sat in front of Sol, who had just sobered from his coma. Kryptonians had very hard fists, at least harder than most of the aliens that Sol had seen, and Sol himself was in a weak period. The result of the fat beating was that the alien prince splendidly fluttered the street and slept for 4 hours.
His companions also failed to escape the fate of being pursued, but SHIELD respected intellectuals, so Ms. Jane was placed in a small cell next to it, and several female agents were in charge. During this period, her colleagues They were also "invited" to the base and saw the heavily armed soldiers and agents around them, even the mad girl Daisy, who was careless and stubborn, could only sit on the chair and dare not say too much.
"who are you?"
Saul is still a little dizzy. Natural sleep and being stunned are naturally two experiences. At least now, Saul’s neck is still twitching and painful. His hands are handcuffed with special handcuffs, and his Asgardian physique is also Can't break free.
"Agent 8 Agent of SHIELD, Silvert."
The bald agent politely said: "You have claimed to be the Prince of Asgard more than once in the town, Sol, the legendary Thor?"
"I am Sol!"
The encounter again made the alien prince very unhappy. He waved his handcuffs and said aloud: "Even if I was exiled, I should not be treated like this! I repeat again, the people of Midgart Are they all barbarians? Do you treat a noble person of God Realm like this?"
"For the sake of the 17 agents who were knocked down by you, I think we have treated you like this!"
Agent Barton, who was standing next to Silvert, responded coldly:
"The slightest of them all need to lie in the hospital for 2 months, I also want to know, in your Asgard culture, is this what the nobles say and do?"
"That's because you robbed me! Midgart!"
Thor shouted without fear: "You are trying to take Mjornir as your own, that is something that belongs to me! Without telling the original owner, take something from someone else. This behavior is in Midgart. What is the name in your culture? Isn’t it a thief?"
"Okay! Such a quarrel is meaningless!"
The golden portal opened in the camp, and Strange and the former SHIELD agent Phil Coulson strode into it. He loudly stopped the quarrel between Saul and the agents, and he looked at Saul , Whispered:
"If you think you can use this method to verify your identity! Sol, then I will give you this opportunity on behalf of Kama Taj!"
"who are you?"
Thor frowned, looking at the fading magic circle behind Strange. He whispered: "When did Midgart have someone like you, magician? Or, you are the barbarity Disciple of the Supreme Master?"
"Your father did not teach you, should you be in awe of the great power?"
Strange glanced at Sol, and he turned to look at Sylvett: "Untie his shackles and take him to Thor's Hammer!"
"But Master, this person is dangerous! We can't determine his identity."
The bald agent glanced at Coulson behind Dr. Strange. He hesitated and said: "He has obviously experienced the top fighting training. I suspect he has also experienced some special alien biological experiments. His strength is normal. People are three times as strong, and their bone density is seven times that of ours. Even the blood composition is different from that of the earth!"
"But even if it is, it is far from the kryptonite samurai data, isn't it? Compared with the kryptonite, this Asgard has no threat."
Colson shoved his glasses and glanced at the kryptonian samurai beside Silvet. He whispered:
"Hilvert, I am here on behalf of another force. You should be very clear who gave you the news of the Warhammer. This is the kindness of the Devil Gang, and we can guarantee that there will be no problems with this attempt! I also I think you want to figure out the identity of this person. As he said, if he is a distinguished alien prince, then your attitude towards him will have a big change."
Bald agents have some headaches. As Coulson said, Earth civilization does have a big difference between ordinary aliens and alien princes who are in distress. At least one prince cannot be severely punished.
And Frye urged him not to conflict with the Devil Gang on these things if it was not necessary, so he thought for a moment and decided to do what Strange said.
"Then, if you say you are Sol, prove it to us!"
Silvert stepped forward and opened Sol's handcuffs. The latter snorted unkindly. He rubbed his wrists and put his eyes on Hubert, the kryptonian warrior who didn't say a word in the corner. :
"Man, your fist is very powerful! When I get my strength back, I will have to compete with you again! You will be a good opponent!"
Samurai Hubert, who is studying the civilization of the earth madly, holding a special encyclopedia, while looking at it, he said without looking up:
"Anytime!"
Under the guidance of Agent Barton, Saul strode out of the lounge. After seeing Jane, Daisy and Eric in the next room, Saul's expression was unkind again:
"How dare you treat my friends like this! They have nothing to do with this matter! Let them go!"
Agent Silverton and Agent Patton glanced at each other. The latter nodded. Patton stepped forward and unlocked the room. Jane first walked out of the room. She pulled Thor's shoulder and looked at the surroundings in horror. People, she asked in a low voice:
"Sol, they didn't abuse you, right?"
"No, don't worry! Jane, they are not my opponents!"
Sol realized the undisguised worry on Jane's face, which made the prince in distress feel a lot better. He gently patted Jane's shoulder and said in her ear:
"You take Eric and Daisy back there first, and when I prove my identity, I will go find you!"
"Yep."
Jane looked at Saul who followed the agents, and Daisy shouted with the agents around her: "Return our instruments and data, you robbers! These are related to my 6 credits!"
Dr. Eric is very old-fashioned. He had heard of SHIELD's work style. He patted the shoulders of the two girls and whispered:
"Come on, we can't be Thor's burden, let's leave here first."
On the other side, Strange called the stationed mages of the New York Sanctuary. Seven mages laid an energy defense circle around the Thor’s hammer to prevent the radiated power from damaging the surroundings when the hammer was activated. For ordinary people, such an arrangement is very necessary for an artifact. A large part of ancient legends are based on exaggerated descriptions of previous people, but their records are only in the aspect of artifacts. accurate.
According to Kama Taj, when the Thor's Hammer was waved by Odin, the summoned lightning could easily flood a city and blow any creature in it into powder. This kind of power had to be defended.
"All right."
Strange inserted the last piece of magic gem into the ground. He clapped his hands and said to Sol:
"Go, His Royal Highness, let us look at your dignity."
There was a touch of teasing in the voice, but Sol didn’t care. He just looked at the Warhammer in silence. He had waved it countless times and smashed the heads of unknown creatures with it, but now, in In this strange world, he needs his own weapons to prove his identity.
This embarrassment made Sol unable to bear a thought, if stripped of the glorious title of Thor, if he is not the distinguished prince of Asgard, if he is just an ordinary person, this will not happen ? When he was a prince, what kind of threats did his mind do to the ordinary people?
People, only when they are in distress, only when they touch their heads, will they examine themselves. Even the legendary gods cannot avoid this.
In the gaze of representatives from SHIELD and the Devil Gang, Sol stepped forward, took a deep breath, held out his hand, and grasped the hammer of the Warhammer. At this moment, Fitz had been monitoring the energy fluctuations. The doctor said aloud:
"Energy fluctuations intensify, pay attention to the sky, there are overcast clouds! Detect atmospheric density! Quick!"
"Energy fluctuations are still increasing! Damn it! This is totally unscientific!"
Saul felt the cold touch in his hand. This was exactly the feeling he had held the warhammer countless times. He raised the warhammer upwards, as he had done countless times, but this time, the warhammer remained motionless.
Even if a flash of yellow flashed away on the hammer face, even if the power of Thor was entrenched in the sky, forming a cloudy storm with granulation visible, it still... remained motionless.
"No! It shouldn't be like this!"
Saul murmured, placing his other hand on the handle of the Warhammer. He tried desperately to pull the Warhammer, but this time he also failed.
He was kneeling down on the spot, and he looked at the Warhammer in front of him, the cold metal, and the cold infiltration of the heart. This Warhammer was the only way to prove his identity, and the only way for him to return to Asgard, and now, this The door was closed.
"Ah! No!"
He roared in the sky, the voice was full of despair and loss, at this moment, the clouds in the sky did not spread, the downpour suddenly fell, and wet everyone present.
Thor’s roaring gesture in the rain was full of Xiao Suo and loss, so Agent Barton couldn’t help but say:
"Oh, now I have begun to believe his words, but he failed, he is not Sol."
"Actually, he is!"
A ray of light flashed in Dr. Kiwi's eyes. The agent behind him held an umbrella for him, but he refused:
"Except for him, no one can make Thor’s Hammer appear such anomalies. The energy fluctuations just now were so conspicuous. I can be sure that he is Sol. But now, he can’t lift this warhammer, But this does not change his identity. He is a true alien prince."
Colson put flames up and down all over his body, and the wet clothes were instantly roasted and dried.
"It seems that you are going to prepare a gift of apology for the fallen prince."
After Saul failed, he fell into a terrible state of self-negativity, allowing the agents to raise his arms and drag him back to the lounge. The others did not stay in the rainstorm for too long, but the most Unexpected visitors always arrive at the most unexpected moment, when everyone returns to the base, when the whole base is quiet, even when Strange, which is the most sensitive to energy fluctuations, does not notice, a figure appears Outside the base.
He was wearing a fitted gown, holding a blue cane in his hand, and stretched out his hand to adjust the scarf on both sides of his clothes. He walked forward in the rain, and the raindrops traversed his body without causing a little bit to this elegant person. Trouble, and those loyal agents and soldiers don't seem to see him at all, let him walk slowly into the deepest base.
He stood in front of Mjornir. He looked at the black warhammer. Eventually, he extended his hand and held the hammer handle.
"Feel it? Can your godfather's God's words imprinted on this weapon be read? Can I read it for you?"
The deep and playful voice rang in the ears of this elegant man: "You actually thought he treated you and your brother the same, he banished Saul, you really naively thought you had a chance ...Hahahaha, Rocky, you are really innocent and cute, he never tells you this core secret, because he doesn’t trust you, you and I know why... Rocky, you are just a living Poor child in a lie, you want to imitate Sol, but you can never be him!"
"To shut up!"
The God of Lies and Tricks gritted his teeth and spit out two words. The voice didn't seem to be angry. On the contrary, he had a hint of joy:
"Your anger is only pain for your incompetence. They lie to you. Do you still have to treat them with sincerity? Willing to be a good baby or a real fraudster?"
A yellow ray of light was flowing on the surface of the Warhammer. Loki’s power was not worth comparing with Odin, but when he tried to erase God’s Word, a force rushed into his body. One third was erased as if it had never appeared.
"It's a good job, this is what a fraudster should be..."