Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

Gray didn't have any conditions to negotiate; he just thought it was fun.

He still threw that mountain out; it weighed about 300 million tons. He believed the Avengers would be able to handle it. If they couldn't, well, there was nothing he could do. After all, he found it amusing.

Once the Homelander finds enjoyment, his strength increases dramatically. When his Ancestral Power was upgraded to Level 2, his strength increased more than tenfold. Losing a mountain would increase his strength more than tenfold again. It was as if he were just playing around.

Currently, his single-arm strength has reached an astonishing 20,000 tons. Combined with the super strength derivative skill - [Supergravity Wave], he can freely manipulate objects with a strength about 100 times that of his own body.

Having gained superpowers, one naturally wants to have some fun with them.

First, I took a spin around the North American continent and experienced the super-speed derivative skill: flight.

Then, using the super endurance-derived skill [Iron Body], I took a swim in the deep sea.

He's busy trying out several other abilities now and doesn't have time to chat with Director Fury.

"You almost scared me to death, you know that?!"

Mindy stomped her feet angrily; when that mountain came down just now, she thought she had peed herself.

"Why are two people missing?"

Gray entered the dilapidated church, looked around in surprise, and found that the two blonde girls from before had disappeared.

"A red-skinned freak appeared with a 'poof,' grabbed both of their hands, and then disappeared with another 'poof,'" Mindy explained.

"They're really unlucky; they missed the chance to make contact with me." Gray shook his head regretfully, then turned his gaze to the still-shaken fighting master who didn't dare to breathe.

"you......"

He was about to speak, but hesitated for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Never mind, I have nothing to say to you."

With a hiss, a dark red ray swept across, splitting the fighting master in two from head to toe, killing him instantly.

This is a derivative skill of Super Vision – [Destruction Ray].

"..."

The homeless man standing to the side was dumbfounded. This murder was too casual and caught him completely off guard!

"As for you..."

Seeing the horrifying gaze turn to him again, the homeless man knelt down with a thud: "I was wrong, I'm not human! I'll agree to any conditions!"

The dark red light that had been brewing in Gray's eyes slowly dissipated. He blinked, walked slowly to the homeless man, and stood there quietly without saying a word.

An invisible pressure made the homeless man sweat profusely. He cautiously raised his head: "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, you can go now." Gray waved his hand casually.

"Really...really?" The homeless man asked incredulously.

"Yes, it's true. I've always admired intelligent people like you."

The homeless man was overjoyed. Although he couldn't understand why he was being appreciated, he didn't dare to hesitate. He quickly expressed his gratitude and staggered away from the church.

"Sigh, I've told him to be humble, but he wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, there's not even anyone to collect his body."

Mindy walked over to Gray and took his arm, then looked at the fighting master's corpse with regret, her face full of感慨 about the impermanence of life.

Gray couldn't help but glance at Mindy, thinking to himself that children are really good at imitating. Without realizing it, she had already acquired seven or eight tenths of his style, and her future was limitless.

Just then, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck, and Mjolnir descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto Gray.

"Bang!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Gray sent the hammer flying back into the sky at an even greater speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"We need to talk..."

Thor narrowly escaped the hammer, and his previously angry eyes instantly cleared up.

He had a close telepathic connection with Mjolnir, and could clearly sense where the hammer was, no matter where it was.

Incredibly, the hammer had already flown over the Atlantic Ocean!

This forced Saul to abandon his sharp, cold expression and try to soften his features.

By the Father God, he swore that he came to communicate, not to interrogate or accuse, and that it would be bad if misunderstandings arose.

"Whose power is stronger, mine or Odin's?"

Gray's question did not receive a response from Thor, but he had already received an answer.

The derivative skill of super hearing, "Echoes of Tomorrow," allows one to briefly overhear a person's thoughts.

In Thor's personal opinion, Odin, the king of the gods, is clearly stronger, and by a significant margin.

Killing Thor on the spot doesn't seem like a wise choice.

Gray stroked his chin and considered for two seconds before deciding to be magnanimous and not argue with this rude, rough man.

He has no grudge against the Avengers for the time being. With two mountains falling down, he believes that many meaningless troubles will disappear on their own. Continuing to escalate the conflict would be a losing proposition.

As for chatting...

"I remember you have an older sister named Hela something, and a childhood friend named Ashima, but I forgot her name. Oh, and your mother is actually quite nice too. If you want to chat with me in the future, remember to bring them along, otherwise we'll hardly have anything in common."

After saying that, Gray disappeared with Mindy. Thor frowned and pondered for a long time, but finally gave up trying to understand the meaning of his words.

Sister, childhood sweetheart, mother... individually, Thor could still come up with some interesting ideas, but when put together, the amount of information was astonishing, completely beyond his comprehension.

Where is that guy?

Steve and Tony arrived late, and the two of them looked around as if facing a formidable enemy, glancing at Thor with serious expressions.

Thor raised his right hand, closed his eyes, and his hand trembled slightly as if he had Parkinson's disease. After a moment, the hammer snapped back into his hand, and he shook his head, saying, "I don't know, and you'd better pretend you don't know either."

After a pause, he continued, "His power is extremely strong, surpassing all the humans I have ever seen. You must have experienced this firsthand from those two mountains. It's best not to provoke him unless you have sufficient confidence."

After saying that, Thor took two steps back, looked up at the sky, and as a seven-colored beam of light crashed down, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Steve and Tony exchanged bewildered glances. After a moment of silence, Tony said, half-laughing and half-crying, "So, the proud Thor has gone home to his mother in fear?"

This was obviously a joke, but it was enough to illustrate the seriousness of the matter.

The fact that Homelander made Thor give up the idea of ​​fighting him directly shows just how terrifying he is.

Steve rubbed his temples, looking exasperated. The threat from Thanos was still there, and now there was another difficult ancestor to deal with. He really didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry too much. I believe our director will handle it. After all, he's very good at cleaning up messes, isn't he?"

Tony patted Steve on the shoulder casually, turned around, activated the thrusters, and quickly left the area.

Steve nodded in agreement: "Yes, Fury is a professional in this area, he should be able to handle it."

The director, far away on an aircraft carrier in the sky, tore off his usual disguise and completely transformed into "Mamma Fucks Man," unleashing a torrent of "Mamma Fucks" into the phone, giving the White House staff on the other end a thorough dressing-down.

Homelander's sudden emergence was like a ticking time bomb hanging over New York.

The president was immediately terrified and angrily called to demand an explanation, while Director Fury was overjoyed. If the president hadn't called, he would have called the president himself.

"Tell that damn idiot president that if he doesn't want another mountain on top of the White House, he should immediately lift the restrictions on the Avengers! And increase S.H.I.E.L.D.'s budget this year—I want 50 billion!"