**Chapter 2: The Destroyer Descends!**
The wind howled in their ears, and the desert heat waves were torn apart by the super-high-speed movement, forming visible white trails of air.
"Let go of me! You insolent mortal!"
"I am the firstborn of Odin, the Allfather! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"
Thor, who was being carried by Nagi like a little chick, was roaring in anger.
It was only thanks to his special Asgardian physique. Even without his divine power, his body density far exceeded that of Earthlings.
Otherwise, given Nagi's near-sonic flight speed, the oncoming wind pressure alone would have been enough to crush an ordinary person's eyeballs.
"Shut up. You're too noisy."
Nagi frowned slightly and let out a cold snort of impatience.
If it weren't for the fact that this guy was a key plot character and a pitiful worm banished to the mortal world, Nagi would have dropped him long ago to experience free fall just for shouting in his ear.
*Swoosh—!*
Nagi's figure came to an abrupt halt, transitioning instantly from extreme motion to extreme stillness.
The two hovered over a desolate stretch of the Gobi Desert.
Below were jagged rocks and withered weeds; not even a lizard could be seen for miles.
"This place will do."
Nagi loosened his grip.
"Waaah—!"
Thor let out another scream as he plummeted from a height of several dozen meters.
*Boom!*
Dust rose up.
Although he didn't have divine power to protect his body, the thick-skinned God of Thunder landed face-first, smashing a shallow, human-shaped pit into the sandy ground.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Thor climbed out of the pit, his face covered in dirt.
His originally smooth golden hair was now full of grit, looking utterly wretched.
He looked up angrily, staring dead at Nagi, who was slowly descending.
"Who exactly are you?!"
"Do you know who you are dealing with? I am Thor, the God of Thunder! Asgard's..."
"Enough. Stop reciting your titles."
Nagi landed on his feet, arms crossed over his chest.
Looking down at the fallen prince, a hint of mockery played at the corner of his mouth.
"Look at you now."
"No hammer, no divine power. You don't even have the ability to fly on this planet."
"The current you is nothing more than a mortal with a slightly louder voice."
Hearing these words, Thor's face instantly flushed red.
His fists clenched with a cracking sound, yet he was powerless to refute it.
Because the other party was speaking the truth.
"Why did you bring me here? What do you want?" Thor asked through gritted teeth.
"If it's to humiliate me, you've succeeded."
"Humiliate you? I don't have that kind of free time."
Nagi turned around, casting his gaze toward the distant desert.
Faintly, several black SUVs could be seen kicking up dust, speeding toward them.
That was the S.H.I.E.L.D. convoy.
"I did it to save that town," Nagi said indifferently.
"Although the lives of those mortals have nothing to do with me, I don't want to see my battlefield disturbed by some ants."
"Battlefield?" Thor was stunned. "What battlefield?"
"Someone will be coming to kill you soon, Son of Odin."
Nagi glanced at him.
"If you stayed in that town, that big guy would crush hundreds of people with a single step."
Thor suddenly stood up straight, a look of disbelief on his face.
"Kill me? Who would kill me?"
"Father is dead... Loki said he exiled me for the sake of peace..."
Speaking of this, Thor's voice dropped, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes.
"Is your brain completely made of muscle?"
Nagi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Is this the famous brother-con Thor of Marvel?
Being sold out and still counting the money for the culprit.
"Use your brain. If you were really just exiled, why can't even your friends contact you?"
"Why was the first thing your 'good brother' did after taking the throne to seal the Bifrost?"
"No! Loki wouldn't do that!" Thor retorted loudly.
"We are brothers! Although he likes to play pranks sometimes, he would never..."
Just as Thor was trying to defend his "good brother," the sky suddenly changed color.
The originally clear sky was instantly obscured by dark clouds.
A massive wave of energy surged straight down from outside the atmosphere.
*Boom—!*
A dazzling, seven-colored pillar of light instantly pierced through heaven and earth.
It slammed heavily onto the desert a few hundred meters away from them.
That was Asgard's teleportation technology—the Bifrost!
Violent winds mixed with special energy particles swept through the surroundings, blowing sand and stones into the air.
Thor had to raise his arm to shield his eyes.
Nagi, however, remained motionless; not even a single hair was out of place.
The pillar of light dissipated.
A huge branded totem was left on the ground.
In the center of that totem, four figures wearing medieval-style armor and holding various cold weapons slowly appeared.
It was the Warriors Three: Volstagg, Fandral, Hogun, and the War Goddess, Sif.
"That's... Sif! And everyone!"
Seeing who had arrived, the gloom on Thor's face was swept away, replaced by a smile of wild joy.
He was just about to rush over.
But he saw that the four of them were staring in this direction with vigilant, even murderous expressions.
To be precise, they were staring at Nagi, who was standing beside Thor.
Because during the Bifrost teleportation process, Heimdall had already told these warriors what he saw.
A mortal with powerful strength had taken the Son of Odin hostage!
"Let go of Thor!"
Volstagg, who had the most explosive temper, roared.
Waving the greataxe in his hand, he charged over like a furious wild boar.
"Mortal! How dare you blaspheme the Prince of Asgard!"
Sif followed closely behind, the double-headed spear in her hand flashing with cold light.
Fandral and Hogun also quickly spread out, forming an encirclement.
In their eyes, Nagi, this guy wearing silver-white battle armor, was a reckless Earth villain who sought death.
"Wait! Don't attack! This is a misunderstanding!"
Thor was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly tried to step forward to stop them.
Although he didn't have much affection for Nagi, he could feel that Nagi had no killing intent.
And this was indeed a misunderstanding!
But the movements of the Asgardian warriors were too fast.
In the blink of an eye, Volstagg's greataxe was already whistling through the wind, hacking toward the top of Nagi's head.
"Heh, these are the warriors of Asgard?"
Facing this heavy and powerful strike, Nagi didn't even bother to lift his hand.
He just stood there, his eyes filled with contempt.
The moment the greataxe was about to touch his hair.
"Hah!"
A soft shout escaped Nagi's lips.
Instantly, the Ki within his body erupted slightly.
*BOOM!!*
An invisible, terrifying wave of air exploded outwards in a ring shape with Nagi at the center!
"What?!"
Volstagg felt as if he had crashed into a high-speed interstellar train.
The greataxe instantly flew out of his hand, and his massive body flew backward uncontrollably.
Not just him.
Sif, Fandral, and Hogun, who were following closely behind, and even Thor standing nearby.
All of them were overturned by this domineering wave of air.
They rolled like gourds on the sandy ground for dozens of meters.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
The four famous Warriors of the Nine Realms, plus a banished God of Thunder.
At this moment, they were all lying on the ground, mouths full of sand.
Sif struggled to prop up her body, her eyes full of horror.
She looked at the black-haired man who still had his arms crossed as if he had done nothing, and a stormy sea rose in her heart.
The airflow generated by a mere shout defeated Asgard's elite warriors?
Is this really a Midgardian?!
Even God King Odin, at this age, probably didn't have this kind of oppressive power, right?
"Too weak."
Nagi shook his head, his tone full of disappointment.
"If these are the so-called guards of the Gods, then Asgard has truly fallen."
"You..."
Volstagg's face flushed red with anger, wanting to get up and fight again.
But he felt as if his bones were about to fall apart.
"Stop it, all of you!"
Thor finally climbed up.
He stood between the group, glanced at Nagi with a complicated expression, and then turned to Sif and the others.
"Friends, don't be impulsive! He... he is strong! Very strong!"
Thor was reckless, but not stupid.
The power that erupted in that instant just now made him, the former God of Thunder, feel palpitations.
Just when the scene was awkward.
*Screech—!*
The sound of urgent braking broke the silence.
Several black Acura SUVs stopped nearby.
The doors opened.
A group of fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents rushed out.
They raised their firearms and aimed at everyone present.
A middle-aged man in a suit with a slightly receding hairline and a professional fake smile on his face walked out holding a megaphone.
It was S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Phil Coulson.
"Alright, everyone."
Coulson looked at the aliens in strange costumes all over the ground.
And at the Asian youth standing in the center with a ridiculously strong aura, feeling his temples throbbing.
New Mexico had been too lively these past few days.
First, a hammer fell from the sky, and now... a cosplay group fell from the sky?
"Although I don't want to disturb your party, this is an unauthorized area."
Coulson held the megaphone, his gaze locking tightly onto Nagi.
Although he thought the blonde muscular man was the core of this group, his inner intuition told him that the black-haired youth was the most dangerous existence!
"Sir, I am Agent Coulson of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."
"According to our monitoring just now, you seemed to have performed high-altitude flight without a flight vehicle."
"And these... ladies and gentlemen, your entrance was also quite special."
"Whoever you are, I need you to put down your weapons immediately and accept an investigation."
This was always S.H.I.E.L.D.'s style.
Regardless of whether they could win the fight, they would flash their badges first and try to control the situation.
The Asgardian warriors looked at each other.
Volstagg muttered softly:
"Is this person talking to us? What kind of weapon is that iron pipe?"
Nagi ignored Coulson's shout.
He didn't even glance at the agents.
He just raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.
The dark clouds that had dispersed were now gathering again.
"Heh, finally here?"
A smile of excitement curled up at the corner of Nagi's mouth.
"Sir! I am talking to you!"
Seeing Nagi ignore him, Coulson frowned even deeper.
He waved his hand, signaling the agents to press forward.
"If you don't cooperate, we will take mandatory..."
*Rumble—!!!*
Before Coulson could finish his sentence, a thunderclap even more deafening than before exploded again.
The sky seemed to crack open a huge gap.
A thicker, more violent rainbow pillar of light, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, crashed down again!
This time, the landing point was less than fifty meters in front of everyone!
The huge shockwave nearly flipped the SUVs over.
When the light faded.
A giant battle armor, over three meters tall, made of unknown silver metal, with a hollow face and raging fire burning inside, appeared impressively in front of everyone.
Odin's ultimate weapon—The Destroyer Armor!
"Is this... Stark's new armor?!"
Facing the strong wind, Coulson looked at the metal giant radiating terrifying heat.
"The Destroyer!"
The faces of Sif and the Warriors Three instantly turned pale.
They knew the power of this thing too well.
This was the mass destruction weapon used by Asgard to guard the vault, something only the God King could control!
"How can this be... Father..."
Thor looked at the Destroyer, his eyes full of confusion and despair.
"Why does Father want to kill me?"
*Clack—Clack—*
The Destroyer Armor slowly turned its head.
It seemed to be looking for a target.
Coulson, holding the megaphone, walked up to it.
"Hey, Tony, is that you? You're really something, making such a big guy..."
Just as he was halfway through his sentence.
The head of the armor aimed at Coulson.
"Hey, Tony, what are you doing?"
Coulson lowered the megaphone in his hand.
He saw that the hollow fire in the face of the giant armor in front of him was gradually becoming blazing and blinding.