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Chapter 154: Such a Weak God, Destroyer Armor

Pet shop, second floor.

Saul sat in the room Rogers had arranged for him in a daze, next to him was a half-empty bottle of beer and bottles scattered on the floor.

Just now, Rogers told him that his friend was on a business trip and would not be back for a while, so he could not help him come up with any reasonable suggestions for the time being.

"Crench."

The old wooden door was pushed open, and the crack of the door that had not been oiled for a long time made a harsh friction sound. Rogers walked in and kicked away the wine bottle rolling on the ground: "Come on, my friend, you can't do this."

Thor just looked up at him, then lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hands: "I can't do it, brother. Thank you for giving me a place to stay."

"But without Mjolnir's approval, I am just an Asgardian who is a little stronger than the Midgardians. Father must be completely disappointed in me."

"Stronger than the Midgard people?" Rogers narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not long ago, he learned from a conversation with Thor that the so-called "Midgard people" were people from Earth.

Rogers himself was also very curious about how the Asgardians, who are essentially aliens, are stronger than humans on Earth.

Thinking of this, Rogers moved the solid wood table next to him and put his hand on it: "Want to try it?"

Saul, who was sitting slumped in the chair, looked at Rogers, lowered his head and shook it: "Can you get me some beer?"

Although an Asgardian was never afraid of a challenge, he was not in the mood right now.

What's more, although this Midgard man looks very strong, he is a good man who has helped him after all. Thor doesn't want to hurt him, either physically or in terms of self-esteem.

Seeing this, Rogers could only nod and suppress his curiosity: "I'll get you some."

"Thank you." Thor was sincerely grateful.

The sadness of losing Mjolnir was like being dumped by the sweetheart he had been dating for half his life. Thor couldn't accept it for a while and could only drown his sorrows in alcohol.

A familiar harsh friction sound was heard, and Rogers pushed the door open.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Thor's breathing and the occasional sound of beer bubbles.

"Look, this is all our Prince Odinson is capable of." A voice that was so familiar to Thor that it couldn't be more familiar rang out again in this quiet room.

Thor turned around suddenly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Loki? Why are you here?"

"Did the emperor send you to take me back?"

Loki, who had originally shown a hint of mockery, instantly lost his smile after hearing Thor's words, and immediately replaced it with a mocking expression: "Yes, what I want to say is indeed related to father, but father did not ask me to take you back."

"You didn't come to call me?" The smile on Thor's face gradually disappeared: "Why? Is there any test for me?"

"Neither." Loki slowly turned his back to Thor, preventing him from seeing the smile that had moved from Thor's face to his. He said with a slightly sad tone, "My father has passed away."

"What?" The news was so sudden that Thor couldn't react.

It's like when someone tells you on the street that you've won a million dollars. It feels unreal.

"I said, my father passed away. He was mad at you." Loki, who had perfected his facial expression, turned and looked at the confused Thor: "And I have inherited the throne."

"For the sake of peace, my mother has reached a ceasefire agreement with the Frost Clan. The price is the person who started the war. Thor, you are exiled forever."

After saying all this, Loki admired Thor's expression for a moment, then turned around and pushed the door open.

"Oh!"

The aroma of malt and alcohol splashed all over Loki, and he looked up in annoyance at the mortal he had bumped into.

"Who are you?" Rogers frowned and picked up the broken glass on the ground.

"Who am I?" Hearing this question, Loki became even more angry: "I am a god, you idiot!"

Loki raised his hand, and a pair of short knives appeared in his palm as his magic surged. "Kneel down, or die in my hands. It will be your honor."

Rogers looked up at him and said, "The guy inside also claims to be a god, but why do you have black hair? Are there different kinds of gods?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rogers felt the power of his own race's knight surge and actually became even stronger.

What's going on? Is this sentence also racist?
On the other side, Loki, whose pain point was touched, was furious and stabbed with his dagger like lightning.

Rogers' hair stood on end, and he kicked out with his body, which was blessed with the serum and the power of the racial knight.

Just before the whip kick was about to knock down Loki's dagger, Loki's figure disappeared in front of Rogers like melting ice and snow, and then a sound of breaking air came from behind.

"Oh!"

At the critical moment, black flames exploded, and a black and purple shield appeared out of thin air behind Rogers, blocking Loki's kidney shot.

Taking advantage of the moment when the recoil stunned him, Rogers kicked out with a whip kick to steady his feet, then swung his arm back and hit Rocky in the face.

"Boom!"

Solid flesh hits.

With Rogers' inhuman strength, this elbow directly knocked Loki flying and crashed into the wall at the end of the corridor, and blood flowed from his nose.

Seeing this opportunity, Rogers quickly turned around and then gave Loki a powerful knee strike while he was falling.

"Boom!"

"Ugh~" This blow hit Loki's stomach hard, making him vomit a mouthful of sour water.

Just as Rogers was about to continue his pursuit, Loki found his chance and shouted, "Heimdall!"

The colorful beam of light instantly penetrated the window of the pet shop and hit Loki. When Rogers came to his senses, Loki had disappeared, leaving only a strange pattern on the ground.

"Gone?" Rogers slowly relaxed his muscles, remembering Loki's sudden sneak attack "Flash" just now.

"Magic? But... such a weak god."

Asgard, Teleportation Temple.

There was a flash of light, and Loki fell to the ground in a mess, landing on all fours and starting to retch.

Heimdall, who was dressed in gorgeous divine clothes, saw this scene and shook his head slightly.

After a moment, the damage from the knee strike was gradually eliminated by the Frost Giant's powerful physique. Loki then slowly stood up and wiped his saliva with his sleeve.

"Fuck!"

"Bang!" Loki angrily hammered the wall of the temple, but was severely "counterattacked" by the wall that was still rotating at high speed, causing him to grimace in pain.

This made me even angrier, but I had nowhere to vent my anger. I felt like I was bullied and ran into the toilet to cry, but every time I opened the door, I saw a strawberry tower.

After thinking it over, Loki became angrier and angrier. He suddenly turned his head to look at Heimdall, who was recalling all the sad things in his life to hold back his laughter, and shouted angrily: "Put down the Destroyer Armor. I will make sure that mortal who dares to challenge the wrath of God dies without a burial place!"

Heimdall, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, finally suppressed the curl of his lips, remembered what Odin had quietly told him, and nodded: "Okay."

In the temple, a door opened, and a giant who seemed to be made up of layers of iron scales walked out. From the gaps in the armor, one could vaguely see the terrifying orange hot energy flowing.

The temple spun rapidly, and a door that looked like a camera aperture slowly opened, revealing a marvelous passage inside.

With a powerful stomping of the ground, the Destroyer Armor suddenly leaped up and flew into it.

Earth, pet store.

A spark-filled portal slowly opened, and Zuko, Steve, and Stark, wearing red and gold armor, walked out.

"Chu, where is the battle armor you mentioned?" Stark opened his visor and looked around the pet shop and the barren environment around it. His brows twitched. "Are you taking me back to the Middle East?"

To be honest, the environment here is indeed like the Middle East. Stark now has a shadow on that place. Every time a new armor function comes out, he has to fly thousands of miles there to eliminate evil and fight against his inner demons.

Before Zuko could answer him, Jarvis, the AI ​​butler built into the armor, responded, "No sir, we are still in the United States."

Stark curled his lips: "That's really barren."

"The [Battle Armor] should be here soon." Chu Ke didn't know when a pair of sunglasses appeared on his face.

His so-called business trip was actually just to recruit people. He originally wanted to bring everyone here to have some advance contact with the so-called aliens, but Spider-Man had to go to class, so he was absent in tears, and only Stark came with him.

"The Destroyer?" Steve, who was familiar with the plot, knew what armor Chu Ke was talking about.

"Correct."

After all, the Destroyer was created by Odin to fight against the Celestials. It also has its own intelligence and can be regarded as a magical version of the Iron Man suit.

"Is it very strong?" Stark asked.

Logically speaking, he is very confident in his armor, but after seeing Spider-Man, V and other people who are more outrageous than each other, Stark has become a little afraid to speak loudly for fear of being slapped in the face.

"Very strong, but this time it's a castrated version, so it should be able to beat him."

"That's good." Tony showed a hint of eagerness on his face: "Those terrorists can't test the performance of my new armor at all."

Almost as soon as the words fell, a meteor slid down from the sky and fell onto the distant plain with billowing smoke.

"Boom!"

The strong tremor was felt a few seconds later before it reached everyone's feet. The alarms of nearby vehicles were triggered, emitting shrill sirens. People in the town also fled in all directions, thinking it was a falling meteor and went home to take shelter.

"Oh, here it comes." Chu Ke made a telescope gesture with his hands and saw the metal figure slowly rising from the pit.

"What's going on?!" The door of the pet shop was pushed open. Rogers and Saul ran down from upstairs and saw the people gathered at the door: "Why are you here?"

"Wow!" Thor, who had just recovered from the grief of his father's death, saw Tony in armor and his eyes lit up: "It's a nice armor. Was it made by a dwarf?"

"Oh, bodybuilding champions? Two of them?" Tony pouted frivolously and moved away from the two of them. He didn't have any weird habits. "Chu, do you know them?"

"You should know them too." Zuko pointed at Rogers, then at Thor: "No, Captain America, and Thor."

"Clam?"

Ignoring Tony's confusion, Zuko looked at Thor, "Your brother put down your father's suit and killed someone."

Thor was stunned at first, then he was shocked: "Destroyer Armor?!"

"That's the one."

"What's wrong?" Rogers, who was wandering around, noticed Thor's expression and realized that something was wrong.

"That is father's ultimate weapon. We must stop him!" Without taking the time to explain to his new brother, Thor took the lead and ran towards the landing point of the Destroyer Armor.

"Hey!" A strange voice sounded, and Thor saw the man in gorgeous armor flying to his side: "Muscles are useless in war, hide in the room."

Before he could finish his words, Tony turned into a shooting star and disappeared.

Thor had never encountered such contempt before, but before he could say anything, his good brother Rogers, whom he had just met, ran past him at a terrifying speed, holding a heavy shield and whip in his hands.

"WTF?"

The Sol people were dumbfounded.

No, are you the God of Asgard or am I the God of Asgard?
On the other side, Tony hovered above the Destroyer armor with his palms facing downwards, took a look at the design of the Destroyer, shook his head, and his voice was amplified through the loudspeaker: "The person inside, your armor is as bad as your taste."

"Sir, after my detection, there is no sign of life activity inside," Jarvis reminded.

".Say it earlier next time, no one."

Before Tony could finish his words, Jarvis suddenly took control of the armor and made an evasive move.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifyingly hot ray shot out from the suddenly unfolded face of the armor, almost brushing past Iron Man's armor and disappearing into the air.

"Sir, high-energy radiation has been detected. The temperature cannot be measured."

Tony's face was solemn: "Do you think you are the only one who has it?"

After saying that, Tony raised his hands, and two dark blue expansions opened from the arm armor, and then a large amount of energy began to pour in.

Then, two strange energy shockwaves composed of sound waves exploded and hit the Destroyer's raised arm directly.

"Boom!"

The smoke and dust exploded, and the entire ground shook, which showed the horror of the previous attack.

This was the inspiration Tony got from Steve's scream generator. It was an attack method that mainly used sound waves. At its maximum power, it could penetrate three fully-defended tanks in one blow.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the Destroyer slowly lowered his arm, unharmed.

"what?"

Before Tony could be surprised by the opponent's material, the blazing energy was transmitted to the legs through the gaps in the armor, and the Destroyer armor suddenly leaped up and flew straight to where Tony was.

At this critical moment, a purple flying disc came in an instant and hit the waist of the leaping Destroyer Armor, knocking it off its original trajectory.

A purple flying disc. No, it was a round shield. It flashed a ray of purple light and turned back in a way that was not in line with physics, and fixed itself on the arm of a figure that was constantly emitting black smoke.

"Am I late?"

(End of this chapter)