It was like a balloon filled with Water, about to burst; even a slight tremor in the Water inside could pop the balloon.
If Odin were to exert his full power, his own body would be the first to give out, torn apart by the surging divine power within him.
Why was Thor banished to Earth by his All-Father?
The reason was that he was about to be crowned King by Odin, a moment of immense pride in his life, which was interrupted when Loki secretly led Frost Giants into the treasury.
An enraged Thor believed they should retaliate, to make the Frost Giants understand the cost of their actions, but Odin stopped him.
In a fit of pique, he disobeyed his All-Father's command, taking Loki, The Warriors Three, and Sif into Jotunheim, where he engaged in a fierce battle with Laufey, who mocked him as a little princess.
After nearly being killed in the siege, fortunately, Odin arrived in time via the Bifrost Bridge to end the battle, and upon returning to Asgard, father and son had a huge argument.
"Thor believed his father was old, senile, and weak, no longer the All-Father who commanded awe across the Nine Realms."
Thor wasn't entirely wrong; if a kingdom's most important place was invaded and no retaliation was given, it would certainly invite suspicion.
"But alas, Odin no longer had that ability; he was indeed old, not in spirit, but in body."
Ron shook his head slightly.
With only one battle's worth of strength left, he would die after even a slight use of his divine power in a fight, but Asgard was not yet ready for his Death.
What worried him most was the bold and reckless Thor, which was why he stripped him of his powers and threw him onto Earth to act out the Prince's trial.
Odin had high hopes for Thor, hoping he could protect Asgard when the unavoidable Ragnarok arrived, because Thor's potential far exceeded his own, and he possessed the possibility of transcending Ragnarok.
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"Thor is half Norse God, with the other half of his bloodline coming from an ancient God…"
…
Late at night, he came to the wilderness alone with Najia.
Burning sparks covered the ground, in a massive meteor crater with a diameter of a hundred meters.
Passing through the scorched Earth, Ron arrived before the Hammer.
"Your Majesty, did this Hammer fall from the sky?"
At the center of the meteor crater, there should have been a meteorite, but instead, there was a Hammer; Najia's eyes widened.
From the marks, this Hammer didn't look like it had been placed there afterward, but why would a man-made Hammer fall from the sky?
"Thor's Hammer, Mjolnir."
He murmured softly.
The brown handle was said to be a branch of the World Tree, and the silver-gray, square Hammerhead, engraved with intricate and profound patterns, was forged from Uru alloy in a dying star.
The Hammer's surface read, "Whosoever holds this Hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor."
"Najia, try to lift it."
Hearing the command, Najia stepped forward, first with one hand, then with both hands; as the strongest warrior of Wakanda's River Tribe, she exerted all her might but couldn't move it an inch.
"Your Majesty, it's probably made of a unique, extremely dense metal, like Vibranium; I can't lift it."
"It's not just the weight; it also has Odin's blessing on it."
Ron said slowly.
Odin's blessing, the power of Thor, not everyone is worthy, so not everyone can lift it.
However, the standard for worthiness is unknown.
Those who have lifted it include Black Widow, Captain America, Beta Ray Bill, Jane Foster, Vision, and others.
Black Widow being able to lift it means the requirement isn't a pure heart; isn't it a joke for an Agent with blood on her hands to be considered pure-hearted?
As for the others, strong will, willingness to sacrifice for the World—there are countless heroes on Earth who fit that description.
"So… I really don't understand this Hammer."
He reached out and gripped the Hammer, exerting force, his tough, powerful muscles and bones, superior to any alloy, suddenly tensing.
"Rise!"
Boom!
Dark clouds gathered in the starry sky, and silver snake-like lightning streaked through the clouds, like the glowing branches of the World Tree, tearing through the night sky, as if the heavens and Earth were shaking.
Crack!
In the darkness, an arm lifted the incredibly heavy Mjolnir.
A thick, barrel-sized bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking him fiercely; Najia was thrown back, and Ron's tall figure was bathed in lightning, like a God.
The lightning continued; he tossed it twice in his hand, then put it back in its original place, and the lightning dissipated.
"It is a bit heavy."
"Your Majesty, why did lightning strike you when you lifted it?"
She asked, shocked and confused.
"Perhaps because I didn't lift it normally, and Odin's blessing deemed me unworthy."
Ron didn't care about this in the slightest.
This proved nothing; in the Marvel Universe, in terms of worthiness, most heroes and all villains are unworthy of Odin's blessing, but that doesn't prevent some of them from having enough power to crush Odin.
He lifted Thor's Hammer with brute force.
The power of Odin's blessing does not represent Odin's own power; otherwise, if Odin were to bless his Gungnir, wouldn't that be equivalent to one Odin wielding another Odin as a weapon in battle, and the Nine Realms would have long been shattered?
Thor's Hammer, with Odin's blessing, is not that strong; even if Hela, Mjolnir's original owner, doesn't count, the Cursed Warrior of the Dark Elves once punched the flying Mjolnir away.
"Bring the item."
As if thinking of something interesting, he said.
"Let's enchant Thor's Hammer and make his beloved Hammer even more powerful."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Najia obeyed, handing over a strangely colored piece of Vibranium.
Vibranium is the most versatile material on Earth; Vibranium's natural color is silver, but Wakanda discovered that combining it with other substances can change its color.
For example, Black Panther's suit is black, and there are other different color reactions.
Holding the fist-sized Vibranium, his eyes glowed with a fiery light, and plasma rays heated and melted it.
Soon, the Vibranium melted and was poured onto Thor's Hammer.
He gently bent down, his fingers arbitrarily outlining and shaping the desired forms and lines on it.
…
"Come on, push harder."
The next day, in the previously unnoticed outskirts, a group of men gathered in the meteor crater, enthusiastically competing in a test of strength.
Although the Hammer in this meteor crater was strangely colored and shaped, it didn't prevent them from using this heavy Hammer to determine who was the true strongman.
But not a single person could move the Hammer.
There was even a busybody old man with white hair who tried to pull the Hammer with a chain from his car, only to pull his car apart without moving it, which caused a burst of laughter.
In the distance, a black sedan drove up and stopped by the edge of the meteor crater.
A middle-aged bald man got out and looked at the center of the huge meteor crater; his expression changed—what was this thing, so strange.
"Director, the item has been found."
The call connected.
"How is it?"
"Director… are you sure the agency's predicted landing spot was here?" He hesitated.
"What's wrong, Coulson?" the Director, with a black, spiced corned egg-shaped head on the other end, asked.
"I'm not sure if it's extraterrestrial."
"Why?"
Looking back again, Coulson said.
"Because I don't think hello kitty merchandise has reached outer space yet."