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Chapter 310 The Lament of Thor's Hammer

Faced with a barrage of artillery fire.

The twisted shadow at the bottom of the giant pit seemed to sense a hint of danger. Two shadowy hands of different lengths, constantly twisting and deforming, reached out from its body, assuming a posture of resistance.

In an instant, wisps of black mist formed a sphere around the distorted shadow, enveloping it completely.

At the same time, another crack appeared on His body, and then He uttered an ancient syllable.

"distortion!"

Twisted by an inexplicable force, the first wave of shells all veered off course and "turned back," heading back in the direction they had come from.

Faced with the shells that had turned around and spun around in unison, Tony Stark and the others' expressions changed, and they shouted something.

"Back off!"

Followed by.

These bombs, which had turned upside down, ran headfirst into the subsequent artillery fire.

The next second, a towering flame illuminated Manhattan, and even the night sky that had altered the heavens and enveloped New York seemed to be somewhat dispelled by it.

Followed by.

A mushroom cloud rose into the air, and a deafening explosion echoed through the night sky once again.

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This round of attacks has attracted the attention of countless people.

Countless federal leaders gathered in front of the screen, their eyes fixed on the large crater shrouded in smoke.

Even many important figures from major international powers gathered in front of the screen at this moment, awaiting the outcome of this battle.

Even outside the teleportation portal in the New York sky, which had shrunk to less than a hundred inches in diameter, a Chitauri armored vehicle slightly halted its retreat, seemingly observing something.

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Under the influence of that "Twisting" technique, the shockwave from this explosion was much closer to Tony and the Federation military aircraft than expected.

This left many armed helicopters, which were surrounding the crater and unable to retreat in time, in a rather disheveled state.

Even two armed helicopters that hadn't adjusted their direction properly were swept up by the shockwave of the explosion and eventually collided out of control, resulting in a violent explosion.

"Cough cough cough..."

After coughing a few times from the acrid smoke in front of him, Thor, who was half-crouched on the Quinjet, glanced at the thick smoke in front of him. Seemingly annoyed that the smoke was dissipating too slowly, he directly swung Mjolnir in his hand and started spinning it rapidly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

As Thor's hammer spun rapidly, a strong wind quickly arose, dispersing all the smoke and dust that had enveloped him.

After the smoke cleared.

The enormous crater, now riddled with countless new bomb craters, was laid bare before everyone's eyes.

But the scene that was revealed made everyone's spirits lift.

At the bottom of the huge crater, there were scorched craters all over the ground, caused by the shells.

But apart from the eternal spear "Gungnir," which still shines brightly and gleams with a sacred luster despite being bombarded by countless cannon fire, there was no trace of anything else.

The terrifying shadow that had been imprisoned in place by the Spear of Eternity, exuding an aura of terror that made people afraid to look directly at it, had also vanished without a trace.

It looked as if it had been blown to ashes by the bombardment.

"Did we...destroy that guy?"

Inside the Kunshan fighter jet cockpit, Captain America, who had stood up and was looking at this scene through the glass, couldn't help but ask a question.

Beep!

Tony Stark, standing behind Captain America, tapped a few times on the control panel inside the Quinjet, then looked at the two red dots on the radar and said:

"Apart from Thor standing above us and the golden spear at the bottom of that crater, the fighter jet's radar did not detect the presence of any other high-energy fields."

Upon hearing this, Natasha turned to Tony Stark and said, "That means... we succeeded."

"certainly."

Tony Stark shrugged and said, "At the end of the day, it's just a newborn baby. And to be honest, we've already lost enough by being beaten up like this by a newborn."

Captain America said in a deep voice, "This is no ordinary baby. He has caused at least thousands of casualties."

Natasha chimed in, "That's right, he even tore our S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier apart with his bare hands. I've never seen a baby as terrifying as him."

"You're right," Tony patted Captain America on the shoulder. "But we can also look on the bright side. It actually helped us deal with thousands of Chitauri aircraft and scared off the Chitauri behind the portal. If it weren't for it, the destruction caused by those Chitauri might have been far more terrifying, wouldn't it?"

As he spoke, Tony walked over to the pilot of the Quinjet, pointed to the gleaming golden spear at the bottom of the crater, and was about to say something when he heard Thor's roar.

"Get out here!"

The next second, Thor swung his hammer, which was crackling with countless lightning bolts, and smashed it toward a tank that had just driven into the crater.

Boom!

A loud explosion followed.

The federal army's main battle tank was smashed to pieces by Thor's hammer.

Upon witnessing this scene, Captain America and his companions' expressions changed drastically.

Almost at the same moment Thor smashed the tank, a huge crimson dot appeared on the Quinjet's radar.

The location of that light spot was clearly the location of the tank.

"Damn it, that monster isn't dead yet, is it?!"

Tony, seemingly having guessed something, subconsciously cursed.

"I'm sorry, you guessed right."

As he spoke, Captain America gripped his shield tightly once more.

Because right where the tank had been smashed, a twisted shadow hidden in the tank's shadow emerged and grabbed Thor's hammer, which seemed to be trying to be recalled by Tony.

He watched as Thor's hammer struggled violently in his hands and began to unleash silver lightning.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the shadowy figure that had grasped Thor's hammer, uttering a single word towards the struggling Razer hammer.

"filthy!"

The next second, a lot of viscous liquid appeared on Thor's hammer, which was flashing with lightning.

Thor's hammer, gleaming with silver lightning, had swatted away a lot of the viscous liquid, but some of it still got stuck to it.

When these viscous liquids stained the surface of Thor's hammer, it looked as if a layer of iron-black spots had grown on it.

As the viscous liquid continued to seep in, the spots on Thor's hammer rapidly expanded and soon merged into one.

Conversely, as the iron-black spots multiplied, Thor's hammer, which had originally shone with thunder, seemed to have been contaminated and quickly dimmed.

Even the lightning that kept flashing on Thor's hammer went out.

Just as the black spots were about to completely cover Thor's hammer, a roar like thunder suddenly rang out on the battlefield.

"Damn it, let go of my hammer!!"

In an instant.

A dozen thick bolts of lightning, seemingly containing unprecedented rage, crashed down on the dark figure gripping Thor's hammer.

Crackling sounds!

A thunderclap resounded, and the dark figure gripping Thor's hammer suddenly disintegrated under the ravages of lightning, turning into specks of black light that vanished without a trace.

Thor, who had just landed this blow, had no interest in checking on the guy he had hit.

Wrapped in silver lightning, he descended from the sky and grabbed Thor's hammer, which had crashed to the ground, looking at the mottled black spots on his beloved hammer.

Thor seemed to sense the wail of Mjolnir, and his anger surged like never before.

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"Everyone, be careful, that monster isn't dead yet."

Upon seeing the twisted shadow emerging from the shadow of the tank wreckage, Rhodes, who had initially thought the previous round of concentrated fire had already taken care of the monster, was instinctively startled.

Then, he quickly gave the order, and the armed helicopters that still had ammunition on the battlefield, as well as the tanks and armored vehicles that had just arrived, all turned their guns and pointed them at the tank that Thor had destroyed.

"confusion!"

Just then, an ancient syllable that Rhodes had never heard of before, yet strangely understood, suddenly rang in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, a massive "chaotic force" drilled directly into his brain.

"puff!!!"

With a soft sound, Rhodes's jet-black head exploded with a "poof" as he couldn't withstand the "chaotic power" that had entered his brain.

All that remained was a headless corpse, blood gushing from its chest cavity.

The splashed red and white material directly stained the cockpit of the fighter jet.

The twisted shadow that had appeared behind Rhodes without anyone noticing was slightly taken aback.

It seemed that even He hadn't expected the ants before Him to be so fragile, unable to withstand even His single sound of "chaos."

After all, it seemed that what He wanted just now was to let Rhodes be affected by the chaos and fall into endless chaos, rather than to kill him directly.

but.

Rhodes's fragile state made the twisted shadow, which had lost its rationality and was acting solely on instinct, realize something.

next second.

Half of the distorted shadowy body protruded directly from the falling fighter jet, and then seven or eight gaps instantly appeared on its body.

"confusion."

"distortion."

"Degeneration".

"Disorder".

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As chaotic and ancient syllables were continuously uttered by the distorted shadow, the area within a radius of several hundred meters was filled with the power of rules.

A chaotic and frenzied force surged toward the brains of the soldiers piloting helicopters and tanks.

Puff~ Puff~ Puff~

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of brains splattering echoed across the battlefield.

Those who were close to the distorted shadow had their heads blown apart by the chaotic, mixed forces.

Those who were far away were also confused by those terrifying forces, and died bleeding from all seven orifices.

In an instant.

One after another, fighter jets and armed helicopters without pilots fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, causing a series of new explosions.

Even the Quinjet carrying Tony Stark and Natasha couldn't escape the fate of crashing.

Fortunately, though.

With blood streaming from both ears, Tony Stark managed to grab the control stick of the Quinjet at the last moment, making its crash somewhat smoother.

Amidst violent tremors.

Tony, whose mind was in complete disarray, was eventually thrown out.

Thanks to Tony's efforts, although the Quinjet's wings were completely shattered, it ultimately avoided being blown up.

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The rooftop terrace of Stark Tower.

As one of the few buildings in the heart of Manhattan that has not yet collapsed.

Standing on the top floor of Stark Tower at this moment, you can see almost the entire Manhattan skyline.

As the rising flames of explosions not far away continuously illuminated the crashed armed helicopters.

Coulson and the other two agents, standing on the terrace gazing into the distance, all wore grim expressions.

Loki, who was lying on the ground and almost bound like a maggot, burst into unrestrained laughter upon seeing this scene after slowly waking up.

"Haha, it seems you've lost."

Upon hearing this, Coulson, his face grim, took a stun gun from one of his men, who seemed to have found it somewhere, turned the current to its maximum, and then shoved the stun gun directly into the laughing man's face.

Zizizi!

Under the powerful electric current, Loki soon began to convulse and foam at the mouth.

Looking at Loki, who had quieted down again, Coulson said expressionlessly, "Sorry, but I prefer you to be quiet like this compared to when you're talking."

After punishing the gloating Loki, Coulson looked at the giant crater battlefield again, a deep worry appearing in his eyes.

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"What happened? Why did all those fighter jets and attack helicopters crash?"

"I don't know. I can't contact them, but judging from the last voice they transmitted and the enlarged satellite images, they seem to have been attacked by some kind of sound wave, and they all... perished."

"What? What about the tanks and armored vehicles?"

"They also lost contact, and it's very likely that they, like those fighter pilots, were killed."

"Damn it! How is this possible?!"

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Amidst the cacophony of noise, the various military districts and the Department of Defense near New York were in near chaos.

Soon, the news reached the White House and the UN Security Council.

Several UN Security Council representatives who were having a video call with the federal president received the intelligence that had just been transmitted.

They all looked at the Federal President with solemn expressions and said:

"Your Excellency, it's time for you to make a decision."

(End of this chapter)