Soon.
Coulson, who had been observing from the second floor, ordered a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents to firmly restrain Thor, preparing to drag him to the interrogation room to investigate his situation.
Just now, Thor, with his bare hands, had directly incapacitated over twenty S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents as if they were schoolchildren!
He had directly broken into the core area of the Base, unimpeded all the way!
Such skill is not common!
Is he a secret Agent from another country?
Coulson narrowed his eyes, looking at Thor with a scrutinizing gaze.
Hawkeye Barton, standing in a hidden corner high above, seeing the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents firmly restrain Thor, making him unable to move, slowly lowered the bow he had kept taut.
As for Loki... seeing that everyone's attention was on Thor, he went to the location of Mjolnir, his eyes filled with longing!
He had longed for this hammer for too long!
When they were young, although their father Odin always told them that both brothers were qualified to inherit the throne of Asgard.
However, his elder brother Thor's weapon was mjolnir, which could be used in grand, sweeping movements, manipulate Thunder Power, travel through the heavens and Earth, and even open the Bifrost Bridge to escape in time.
And what about him, as the younger brother? All he got were two ordinary daggers, at most made of uru metal, slightly harder, nothing else.
How could this be a weapon fit for an heir to the King of Asgard?
Therefore, ever since his brother Thor was banished to Earth, his longing for the hammer grew strong again.
Since his brother was not favored by Odin and was stripped of his qualification as the King of Asgard.
Then, he, who was nominally the acting King of Asgard, should be able to pick up the hammer, right?
Thinking of this.
Loki bent down, gripped the handle of the hammer with both hands, and then pulled hard!
With a 'whoosh'!
Loki's body suddenly lurched backward!
The hammer remained in place, completely unmoved.
Instead, he rolled a few times on the muddy ground, falling flat on his face!
"Damn it! How could this be!?
Loki hadn't expected that even after Thor was stripped of his inheritance qualification as the King of Asgard, this damned hammer still didn't recognize his right to pick it up!
Loki cursed inwardly, covered in mud, he was no better off than Thunder God Thor, who was being held down by a dozen S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents.
However, the only comforting thing was that he was still in an invisible state, and his disheveled appearance was not seen by others.
Just as Loki was thinking this.
Suddenly, a man wearing a black raincoat with a skull print appeared in front of him.
After glancing at him, he sneered.
"Oh? There's an incompetent younger brother here too?"
Loki: ???
Who the hell are you talking about!
It's one thing if you call my big, clumsy Thor an incompetent elder brother!
But what the hell do you mean by calling me, the God of Mischief, the current acting King of Asgard, an incompetent younger brother!
However, facing Loki's furious gaze, Sharlot showed no significant reaction.
After all, in the eyes of a capable Master, there is only an ambitious wife!
As for an incompetent husband and an incompetent younger brother?
Go play somewhere else!
Looking at his ambitious wife—Mjolnir—which had created a large pit in the ground and remained completely still for an entire day.
Sharlot closed his eyes, recalling the spell Odin cast on Mjolnir, as told in the Marvel movies—only those with a pure heart can pick it up and gain Thunder Power!
Sharlot could only say, "I am full of Dark Energy, and all I know is Dark Magic, doesn't this count as another kind of pure heart!?"
Of course, putting that aside, Sharlot knew that there was actually a hidden condition to picking up Mjolnir.
That is, your strength must be greater than or equal to the upper limit of Mjolnir.
For example, Hela, Goddess of Death, was a warmonger and not a person with a pure heart, but because her strength was too great, she could not only hold Mjolnir with one hand but also crush it with one hand!
This was the best example.
And now, he had the presence of Master Lucifer within him!
With five thousand five hundred years' worth of Dark Energy!
A small Mjolnir, wouldn't it be easily obtained?
So... Sharlot's eyes suddenly lit up!
Ambitious wife, Master, I'm coming!
The moment Sharlot appeared.
The other people present also noticed him.
After all, the temporary research Base of S.H.I.E.L.D. was only so big, and the sudden appearance of a man in a black raincoat with a skull print was indeed abrupt.
Hawkeye, hidden high above, was the first to spot Sharlot.
Seeing this, he quickly drew his bow and communicated with Coulson via his earpiece.
"Coulson, another intruder. Should I subdue him with an arrow now?"
Coulson looked at the suddenly appearing Sharlot, frowned, and replied through his earpiece.
"No matter. We at S.H.I.E.L.D. have tried every method to pull out this hammer, but failed.
And we have been publicly announcing outside with a cordon that this place is under government control.
So, a sudden intruder is either confident in his abilities and believes he can pick up the hammer, or he has other intentions.
Regardless of the situation, the overall situation is under our control!
If he, like the Golden-Haired Lion King, cannot pick up the hammer, Hawkeye, you shoot an arrow to incapacitate him, and I will have Rumlow assist your action!"
Hawkeye Barton replied, "Understood," and then continued to aim his bow at Sharlot, in preparation for what might happen next.
Apart from Hawkeye and Coulson, Sharlot's sudden appearance naturally provoked a reaction from Thor.
Although he was currently being held down by dozens of strong men, unable to move an inch.
But seeing Sharlot looking eager to pick up the hammer, he couldn't help but sneer and laugh.
"Heh heh, mortal of Earth, do you also want to pick up my hammer?
Don't even think about it, go home and sleep!
Even I, its Master who has been with it for thousands of years, cannot pick it up. What can a mere mortal like you do?"
Loki nodded silently.
Although he usually didn't get along with Thor, that big fool.
But facing Sharlot, the man who had just sneered at him and called him an incompetent younger brother, he and his brother Thor were still on the same side.
Loki brushed off the mud from his body, looked at Sharlot, and showed disdain on his face.
"Hmph, mortal of Earth.
I think you're all talk!
If you can't pull out the hammer later, you won't even need those mortals next to you to attack you, I will personally execute you!"
Everyone present, whether mocking or sneering, in short, no one believed that Sharlot would pull out Mjolnir.
After all, this hammer had been on Earth for two days.
Whether it was the town residents, S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, or the brothers Thor and Loki, they had all tried too many methods.
Most of them were now watching Sharlot's actions with an attitude of watching a show, thinking, 'so many have failed, one more won't make a difference.'
However.
Facing everyone's gazes, Sharlot paid them no mind.
He simply placed his hands on the handle of Mjolnir.
At the same time.
The system's mechanical voice sounded again.
"Ding!"
"Detecting that the host is holding Mjolnir!"
"Automatically transformed into the Dark Magic domain—nether thunder hammer!"
The next moment!
The originally smooth and flat Mjolnir suddenly developed serrated edges, like the fangs of a terrifying giant beast.
And black chains slowly wrapped around the hammer's handle, emitting a terrifying aura.
As Sharlot held the nether thunder hammer, a powerful black energy surged from the hammer into his body.
At the same time.
A thick black ink-lightning descended from the sky!
It struck Sharlot fiercely!
In the center of the ink-lightning, black iron scales spread from the nether thunder hammer's position across Sharlot's entire body.
Combined with Sharlot's firm muscles, the black iron armor covering his entire body made Sharlot look exceptionally attractive.
And Sharlot's original black raincoat with a skull print slowly transformed into a black skull cape, draped over his shoulders.
At first glance.
Sharlot's attire at this moment resembled the black Superman uniform from the Justice League.
Mysterious, dark, exuding an ominous aura!
Thor looked at Sharlot, who was easily holding the hammer, his face full of disbelief.
"No! This is impossible!
This is my hammer, how could a mortal of Earth pick it up!"
Loki, who had just been full of disdain, also had a look of utter disbelief.
He mumbled.
"Father Odin giving Thor the hammer implied that he was the next King of Asgard.
So, if this mortal in front of me can also pick up the hammer, doesn't that mean he is also the next King of Asgard!??"
Feeling the surging Dark Power within him, Sharlot slowly opened his eyes, looking at the astonished, terrified, speculative, and suspicious gazes cast upon him by everyone.
He felt that in this situation, he should say something.
Recalling what Ancient One had told him, to get along well with Thor.
So, Sharlot looked at Thor and said with a smile.
"Your hammer... is very moist, she must have never felt this way before, right?"
Thor:!!!
Loki:???
Ancient One:???