Marvel: Captain America in Zaun, the villain calls me an ancestor

For him, this time, apart from the multidimensional space gem given by Loki, the inheritance of the Sun God and the Sun God Spear are his biggest gains!

Chapter 179 Aether Particles, Destroyer Armor, Mine!

Odin came to a sealed golden wall of Uru, reached out and pressed on it, and with the golden light, the wall slowly opened from both sides.

Oh, is this the opening door?

Steve raised his eyebrows when he saw the three items inside.

It really is a blessing, all of it is good stuff!

There are three objects stored inside the door: a burning flame, a flowing scarlet particle, and a three-meter-tall silver-gray giant.

Eternal Fire, Aether Particles, Destroyer Armor!

Oh wow, this is the withdrawal!

They are all ssr!

Steve, with a smile on his face, walked into the light gate first without hesitation, pointing at the Destroyer armor and the ether particles.

"These two are mine!"

Odin was speechless.

Although this is originally prepared for you, isn't it a bit too rude...

Without waiting for Odin to speak, Hela stepped forward, leaned on Steve's shoulder, and said slowly:

"Of course, no problem. Not only that, everything in Asgard, including me, will be yours from now on, my master, the Sun God~"

Master... Master?

Odin behind him glared.

This little yellow-haired boy plays so wildly with his own daughter?!

He really wanted to kill Steve with the Spear of Destiny!

But when he looked at his empty hands, Odin's face darkened again.

Forgot that the Spear of Destiny has been given to Hela.

Everything in Asgard now belongs to Hela and her little yellow-haired 'master'!

Steve glanced at the furious Odin and added fuel to the fire:

"Hey, old man, don't you think you should leave now?"

"The world of three people seems a little too crowded~"

Odin pointed at himself and felt that his character, which had been tempered for tens of thousands of years, was about to be broken by his son-in-law.

I, Odin, All-Father, let me leave my hoard?

Steve smiled and joked:

"That's right, Allfather, it's time for you to retire. Maybe go fishing in Norway. That's a great place for retirement."

Odin was a little surprised: "You can also read minds?"

Steve said slowly, "No, but someone taught me micro-expressions, and your language is written on your face~"

"And my expression is the same. Look, is it written on my face that it's time for you to leave?"

"Hmph! Just go!" Odin's face darkened again. He snorted coldly and turned away.

As soon as he walked out of the treasury, Odin's expression changed at the speed of light, and all the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

After tens of thousands of years, I can finally put down the heavy burden on my shoulders and enjoy some time alone with Frigga!

Well, maybe, Norway is indeed a good choice.

Odin walked towards Frigga's bedroom with a relaxed smile on his face, like an ordinary retired old man, with brisk steps.

Amen. I hope Thor is old enough that he won't find out one day that he has another brother.

Well, a real brother.

A biological brother with the same father and mother, not Hela with the same father or mother, or Loki with a different father or mother.

As for Steve and Hela in the treasure house...

Uh-huh, seven days later.

Asgard, dueling arena.

“Who else——————”

On the duel stage, Tony, wearing a golden and red nano-battle suit and with an arrogant look on his face, opened his arms and looked around at the silent Asgard gods in the stands around him, posing as a winner!

And at his feet were the four warriors of Asgard who were still clamoring a few days ago.

Seeing that no one dared to respond, Tony's mustache trembled with pride, and he pointed his finger at Heimdall in the referee's seat.

"Hey, that Nine Realms peeping Tom, are you mute? Or are your eyes not working well? Ten seconds have passed, hurry up and announce the result of the match!"

Referee Heimdall looked at the arrogant Tony, took a deep breath, gripped the guardian sword in his hand, and said coldly:

"The ninth match between the Avengers and the Asgardian gods has concluded. The winner is the Avengers' Iron Man, Tony Stark..."

Tony raised an eyebrow, not buying it. He simply closed his mask and used the armor's loudspeaker to broadcast his voice throughout the duel arena:

"No, no, no, our referee forgot one thing. To be precise, the total score between the Avengers and the Asgardians is now 9:0!"

"The Avengers completely defeated the Asgardian gods, hahahaha!"

Faced with Tony's arrogant laughter and the crowded duel arena, the gods of Asgard were furious!

Arrogant! The people of Midgard are too arrogant now!

It's ok that the Sun God is over the limit, but even these mortals who rely on external things are so arrogant!

Isn’t it just 9:0?

There are ten games in total. Hasn’t Asgard lost completely yet?

We must win the last game!

The gods couldn't help but glance at the Avengers. Except for the Sun God Steve and Thor, the God of Thunder, who remained neutral and did not take action, the last two people did not take action.

One was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and with a bald head.

One is a 'cowardly' man with a gentle face who has been hiding at the back of the Avengers, acting like he can't see me.

These two guys must be the weakest two of the Avengers!

Everyone's eyes looked back and forth between Ethan and Banner.

In this final match, they must be cautious, choose the weakest target, save face, and absolutely cannot fail again!

Finally, under the whispers of the gods, they set their sights on Dr. Banner who was hiding at the end.

This guy is hiding at the back, he should be weaker than the guy with glasses!

A representative named Skorki, with explosive muscles and a tattoo on his bald head, was chosen from among the Asgardian gods. He jumped onto the duel field and pointed viciously at the Avengers:

"Oi, it's you, that shorty, looking around everywhere. I'm talking to you, come out and fight me one on one!"

Dr. Banner pointed at himself in disbelief, not understanding how he could be chosen even though he was hiding so far away!

Please, he's just a weak scientist, it's really hard to fight him...

Anyway, we have won nine games now, so why not give the gods some face, Garlic Bird Garlic Bird?

Seeing Banner's hesitant expression, Skorchi, who was on the court, was even more certain that he had made the right choice. He had picked the softest persimmon. He couldn't help but open the champagne at halftime and laughed and mocked:

"Hahahaha, what? You don't even dare to play? Then just admit defeat and go home to your mother for milk, little dwarf!"

On the Avengers' side, the relaxed conversation suddenly stopped because there were only two of the team's least aggressive members left and they had no intention of winning.

Then they all looked at the bald man who was shouting on the stage, and then at Dr. Banner who was lowering his head, with only one thought in their minds.

It’s over, someone is going to be in big trouble!

Even a clay man can get angry, let alone Banner, who has an extremely high temper!

Sure enough, Dr. Banner's gentle temperament changed. He looked up and a green light flashed in his eyes. He took off the watch that showed his heart rate was off the charts, unbuttoned his shirt, and walked towards the duel arena step by step.

"Me? Drinking milk? Shorty?"

Under the gloating eyes of the Avengers, a huge green figure leaped up and landed heavily on the duel arena!

"I'm... The Incredible Hulk!!!"

Chapter 180 The dark elves are coming, and the dark elves are wiped out!

Skorchi stared in amazement as the gentle little man gradually expanded into a huge green man, leaping a hundred meters high and crashing down in front of him:

"Oi, this is really the end..."

I originally thought that I had chosen the softest persimmon, but I didn’t expect that I would choose the hardest mace in the end!

Faced with the absolute gap in strength, Skorchi, who had been so arrogant just now, even forgot to resist, and watched Hulk's fist, which was bigger than his head, hit him!

This punch, I'm afraid someone will feel hurt~

Boom! ! !

A loud bang filled with a sense of shattering sound resounded throughout the entire duel arena.

However, Skorchi closed his eyes and waited for death, but after waiting for several seconds, he found that the pain he imagined did not come.

When he opened one eye, he saw that it was a massive black wolf with green eyes, at least ten meters tall, that was stomping the green hunk into the ground with one claw!

The black wolf glanced at Skorchi with disdain, and swept him onto the stands with its tail.

Hila stood up from the two highest seats in the stands, looked down at the duel arena, and said coldly:

"This is a fair competition. I don't bully the weak. But you Midgardians, releasing wild beasts is a bit disrespectful to Asgard, isn't it?"