American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

"Click..."

The seemingly sturdy iron gate instantly turned into dust, scattering across the ground.

The alarm suddenly went off, its piercing sound cutting through the night sky.

The manor instantly descended into chaos.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Quick! Protect the target!"

A group of security guards in black uniforms, armed with guns, surged in from all directions.

They looked tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.

(Nuo Zhaohao)

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunfire erupted, and bullets rained down on Loki.

However, Loki simply waved his hand.

An invisible barrier appeared before him.

The bullets struck the barrier, bounced off, and fell to the ground with a crisp "clinking" sound.

"A swarm of ants."

A hint of disdain flashed in Loki's eyes.

He was too lazy to even lift a finger, and simply walked slowly forward.

With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.

That invisible pressure, like a mountain, pressed down on the security guards.

"Puff... puff..."

The security guards turned pale, their legs went weak, and one after another they knelt down.

The guns in their hands also fell to the ground with a clang.

"what……"

Someone screamed in terror and tried to run away.

But their bodies seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

.....

89: The Battle of New York?! Loki ascends to godhood!

Loki made his way through the manor to the main building without any obstacles.

This is a typical Gothic building, with its soaring spires and huge stained-glass windows, which appear particularly eerie in the night.

"Dong dong dong..."

Heavy footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Loki entered the main building, walked through corridors, and came to a heavy oak door.

He knew that behind that door was the entrance to the basement.

"boom!"

Loki threw a punch.

The oak door shattered into pieces in an instant.

A deep, dark entrance appeared before Loki.

At the entrance, a spiral staircase extends downwards, as if leading to the abyss of hell.

Loki walked in without hesitation.

The stairs were very long, and it took a long time to reach the bottom.

Before us lay a long, narrow passage.

Dim wall lamps were embedded on both sides of the passageway, emitting a faint light.

At the end of the passage was a huge metal door.

The metal door was covered with complex runes, shimmering with an eerie light.

"interesting."

Loki's lips curled up slightly.

These runes are a type of ancient defensive magic.

But in the eyes of Loki 973, it was still not worth mentioning.

He reached out and pressed his hand against the metal door.

A powerful energy surged from his palm and flowed into the runes.

"Om..."

The runes began to twist and deform, eventually disappearing into nothingness.

"Click..."

The metal door slowly opened, revealing a huge space.

The space was brightly lit.

In the center, there is a huge glass container.

Inside the container was a strange substance.

This substance has a deep blue color, as dazzling as the starry sky.

It flows and changes constantly, radiating powerful energy fluctuations.

“Itrim…”

A flicker of excitement crossed Loki's eyes.

This is what he's looking for: an extremely rare metal, the perfect material for building spatial portals.

He walked up to the glass container and examined the itrim inside carefully.

"Such pure energy...it's truly rare."

Loki muttered to himself.

He reached out, wanting to touch the glass container.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't move!"

A burly middle-aged man appeared behind Loki.

He held a strangely shaped gun in his hand, the muzzle pointed at the back of Loki's head.

"Who are you?!"

The middle-aged man shouted sternly.

He looked nervous, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Loki slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man.

“I am…your master.”

Loki's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if they could devour everything.

The middle-aged man met Loki's gaze and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He was trembling all over, and he could barely hold the gun in his hand.

"you you……"

The middle-aged man stammered, unable to speak in complete sentences.

Loki walked step by step toward the middle-aged man.

"Lay down your weapons and submit to me."

Loki's voice, like a spell, echoed in the middle-aged man's ears.

"Bang!"

The gun in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground.

His knees buckled, and he knelt down in front of Loki.

"Owner……"

The middle-aged man lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion.

He has been completely controlled by Loki.

Loki nodded in satisfaction.

"very good."

He walked up to the glass container and waved his hand gently.

The glass container shattered instantly, and the metallic iridium inside slowly floated up, hovering in front of Loki.

Loki reached out and grasped the iridium metal in his hand.

"Hahaha……"

Loki laughed loudly, his voice filled with smugness and arrogance.

"Everything is ready. When the Chitauri army arrives, Earth... tremble!"

.

Half a day later, at a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base.

The area is heavily guarded and the atmosphere is solemn.

(agdg)

As one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s important secret bases, this place not only stores important military supplies.

It also conducts cutting-edge technology research and is a strategic location for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hawkeye, an elite agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., was leading a group of people as he swaggered into the base.

The guards had complete trust in Hawkeye and had no doubts whatsoever.

"Sir, everything is ready."

One of his men reported to Hawkeye in a low voice.

"very good."

Hawkeye nodded, a barely perceptible sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Just as the guards were conducting their routine checks, Hawkeye suddenly made his move!

"Shh!"

A flash of cold light, and a guard's throat was instantly slit open, blood gushing out.

"Enemy attack!"

Before the remaining guards could react, they were quickly subdued by Hawkeye and his men.

"You...you..."

One of the guards clutched his neck, staring at Hawkeye in disbelief.

They seemed not to understand why this was happening.

"Sorry, brothers, I was just following orders."