Kamen Rider ZZZ, the American comic book spiritual mentor

Upon hearing this, Pietro's mood worsened.

Thor rubbed his hands together somewhat childishly: "Who else wants to try?"

Lin Nan observed silently, knowing exactly who could lift it. Besides Thor, there was only one other person who could lift it: Steve Rogers, Captain America.

Currently, only three people haven't tried: Spider-Man, Captain America, and Lin Nan.

Thor looked at the three of them: "Which of you three wants to try?"

Captain America stood up: "I'll give it a try."

"please."

Steve gripped the handles with both hands, hesitated for a moment, then, his face flushed, he said with a complicated expression, "Looks like I can't do it either."

But Thor's expression froze for a moment, because he sensed the hammer move slightly. Whether it was his imagination or not, he nodded with a complicated expression: "It seems only I am worthy of it... Heh..."

Lin Nan found it somewhat amusing; Captain America had high emotional intelligence, knowing how to give Thor a way out.

The little spider scratched its head: "I'd better not try, I definitely can't lift it."

"Give it a try, you never know," Thor encouraged.

The little spider then stepped forward, reached out and grasped the hammer handle. With a gentle pull, it increased its strength, easily lifting the car, yet still couldn't budge the hammer an inch.

The atmosphere immediately became lively again, and Thor laughed heartily: "This is the power that my father gave me. It's normal that you can't lift it. Don't be discouraged."

But Lin Nan couldn't help but take a big gulp of wine, because he clearly sensed that when Peter first touched the hammer handle, the hammer did move slightly, something that only someone with keen senses could feel.

It did indeed remain motionless afterward, but that was Thor's hammer, and even moving it slightly would be of great significance.

What's going on? The judgment of Odin's spell is very strange. It doesn't mean that a kind and pure heart can necessarily lift the hammer. In the comics and movies, Peter Parker did not touch Thor's hammer.

Has cause and effect been altered?

Will we see Spider-Thor someday in the future?!

Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. Lin Nan raised his glass: "I won't try. Cheers to victory!"

No one objected; they all raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

While the heroes were having a joyful gathering, a huge uproar was taking place in space.

At the other end of the portal, the energy pulse generated when the nuclear bomb detonated in the Chitauri void was captured by the interstellar communication network.

Upon receiving this message, the interstellar civilization analyzed it and came to the conclusion that the guardian on Earth, despite having already won the victory, still wiped the entire Chitauri army out of the universe.

This behavior is undoubtedly sending a signal to the universe: this is the consequence of invading planet 616!

No prisoners! No surrenders! Annihilate them all!

Days later, as records of this war began to circulate among the major interstellar civilizations, a title was born: The Crimson Butcher!

The title was originally written casually by an analyst at the Xandar Star Observatory, and was seen by a mercenary who embellished it and spread it to a drunk pilot in an interstellar bar.

The rumors became increasingly outrageous and exaggerated as they spread.

It is said that the 616 Guardian was wearing a full suit of armor, but the details are not clear in the records. Only two blood-red compound eyes can be seen. At that time, he had already destroyed the Chitauri mothership and paralyzed the entire army.

He then left through the portal for a few minutes, only to return with bloodshot eyes. He threw a self-destructing Tyran warhead, blasting the entire Chitauri army to pieces.

He didn't even look back when the explosion occurred!

Most civilizations in the Milky Way have begun to reassess the status and means of planet 616.

In some corner of the universe, a huge purple figure sits on a metal throne, with messengers bowing and reporting below.

The tall figure stood up, revealing his purple Yeezy shoes and chin.

“Crimson Butcher...616…”

His chest heaved slightly, his emotions far from calm.

Not only did they fail to retrieve the Space Stone, but they also lost one, and that planet was so special.

Odin, the king of the gods... and the Ancient One are still alive, and now there's a Scarlet Butcher...

Chapter 102 Meeting

A week after the Battle of New York, the city is recovering.

When the casualty figures were released, the world was shocked.

In this unprecedented invasion, the number of casualties in New York City was negligible, less than one hundred.

This number is nothing short of a miracle relative to the massive population.

Official media attributed it to the strength and sacrifice of the Avengers, as well as the federal government's emergency evacuation plan.

Only a few people know that behind these miraculous casualty figures is a young girl who constantly rewrites the odds in battle.

The energy beams that should have hit their targets were deflected, allowing the buildings that should have collapsed to hold up for a much longer period of time, thus saving the lives of tens of thousands of people.

Unbeknownst to the public, a mysterious organization called Code was operating behind the scenes, fighting against the Chitauri, saving many lives, and pulling those who should have died back from the clutches of death.

The recovery of the Chitauri debris was handled by S.H.I.E.L.D. and Stark Industries, with Tony insisting that all alien debris must be recovered under Stark Industries' supervision.

Nick Fury didn't argue because he had important things to do.

In this battle, the Knight's individual combat prowess was enough to withstand a fighter like the Hulk.

Moreover, the people behind him are not to be underestimated.

The girl who can change probabilities, the boy with superhuman speed, Spider-Man, and Daredevil are all clearly knights.

He clearly has a close relationship with Iron Man and Thor; even Captain America speaks highly of him, his tone revealing unmistakable trust and respect.

The Avengers, which he painstakingly assembled, didn't play a significant role. Instead, he owed the Knight a huge favor. How much prestige could the founder of the Avengers have? Probably not even a fraction of the Knight's.

He needs to have an open and honest talk with the Knights.

The dark-skinned, hard-boiled monster needed to observe the knight closely before he could feel at ease.

At this moment, Lin Nan is in Tony's private villa, lying by the pool drinking beer and sunbathing, with two people lying next to him, Thor and Tony.

All three were dressed in floral shirts and baggy shorts, looking quite relaxed. However, for the first time ever, Saul was holding a book and reading intently.

Lin Nan closed his eyes, enjoying the sunlight, and said, "Thor, stop looking at it, it's just a myth of mortals."

Thor has started reading, stopped drinking and fighting, is there any justice left?

"You mortals' mythology is truly fascinating. In the end, I perished alongside Jormungandr, poisoned by his fangs, and Loki even fathered so many monsters!" Thor exclaimed. "Jormungandr's descendants, Fenrir's descendants..."

As he spoke, his tone was somewhat amused: "Even my father's eight-legged steed was his descendant, it's hilarious, hahaha..."

"And this, Lin, he even fabricated a Hela, the goddess of death..."

Laugh now, but wait until your dad passes away and you start crying, and your sister comes out to spin you on a top. Let's see if you can still laugh then.

Lin Nan took off her sunglasses in an annoyed tone: "Loki is your uncle in mythology."

Thor immediately stopped laughing.

He muttered a few words: "What credibility can a mere mortal have? It's all nonsense..."

He casually tossed the book aside.

He suddenly sighed: "Alas, Jormungandr, where are you?"

"Are you still thinking about this?" Lin Nan sat up. "When did your three goddesses' prophecy come true? Anyway, I can't recall having any connection with this snake. Can't you be more specific?"

Thor stood up, revealing his perfectly sculpted muscles, and took a big gulp of coconut juice. He sighed, “The despair is that I haven’t missed it. I’ve been feeling uneasy lately. My father knocked the snake off the Rainbow Bridge a thousand years ago and it disappeared. If it had landed in Midgard, the consequences would have been unimaginable.”

Tony sat up and complained, "You Asgardians, why do you throw all sorts of trash into Midgard? Can't you recycle it?"

Thor glared at him, then, realizing he was in the wrong, snorted coldly: "I was just a kid back then, about twelve or thirteen years old, like you Midgard people. I didn't know anything. Blame my father, not me."

"Oh, so you're not going to take the blame for your father's actions, huh...?"

Lin Nan's communicator vibrated. He took it out and read: "You two, please be quiet. Coulson sent a message saying that Nick Fury wants to see me in person to discuss something."

Thor had never met Eggman before, but seeing Tony's somewhat stiff expression, he understood: "What's wrong? Is he having a hard time?"

"It's not just difficult, it's extremely difficult," Tony said with a wry smile. "Lin, are you going?"

Lin Nan stood up: "Of course I'm going. In fact, the news came a little later than I expected. I'm leaving now. You two shouldn't argue. You're both getting on in years."

Thor nodded: "Don't worry, I won't hold it against him."

“Fine, fine, I won’t argue with an old fogey. Lin, contact me if you run into any problems.” Tony said seriously.

"It should be fine. He's not an idiot. Besides, I need to ask him about that nuclear bomb."

...........

At midnight, Lin Nan, dressed in wing-shaped armor, arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, where Coulson was waiting at the door.

"Mr. Knight, you've finally arrived. The director is waiting for you in the reception room."

After passing through several checkpoints, Lin Nan arrived at the top floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Coulson opened the door and said, "Please come in."

After Lin Nan went in, Coulson didn't come in; he closed the door.

A large table was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Nick Fury stood in front of the window, wearing a black trench coat.

And sitting to his side was a woman, the Black Widow, Natasha Romanov.

She looked at Lin Nan, nodded slightly, her red lips curled up, conveying goodwill with her charm.

Besides the two of them, there was no one else. Nick Fury was dressed lightly and carried no weapons. He turned around and sat down in a chair: "Knight, we've finally met."

Lin Nan nodded, removed the armor, and kept his face covered by the camouflage field.

He walked over and sat down opposite Nick Fury, waiting for the King of Spies to continue.

“First of all, thank you very much for saving this city, Mr. Knight,” Fury said, his one eye subtly scanning Lin Nan.

Lin Nan nodded: "It's nothing, my time is very precious, can we get straight to the point?"

Fury sighed: "In this operation, the Avengers assembled by S.H.I.E.L.D. played almost no significant role."

"Tony Stark and Thor, who played a role, clearly have a close relationship with you."