"Captain America lifted Mjolnir?"
From a dark corner, Ben, transformed into Ghostfreak, poked his head out from underground.
Ben also saw this scene with his own eyes. While surprised, he wasn't entirely shocked.
In fact, he had always been qualified.
Mjolnir was a thing you could either lift or not lift; there was no such thing as lifting it only a little bit.
In Avengers 2, Steve pretended he couldn't lift Mjolnir because he and Thor had become good friends, and he didn't want to embarrass the other man.
But there was no friendship between Steve and Thor now.
"I just wonder what expression Odin would have if he saw this scene."
Actually, Odin didn't have any particular thoughts.
Because he had already entered Odinsleep under Loki's coercion.
Of course, even so, he could still see everything in the mortal realm.
If it were in the past, he would have been furious to see a mortal daring to touch a treasure of the Divine Realm, but now, he found he wasn't that angry.
The spell was his own creation, and he couldn't go back on his word.
What's more, this might be a good thing for Thor.
Of course, he couldn't just let a mortal take Mjolnir. He would think of a compromise, but not now.
At this moment, someone else was also watching all of this.
Loki Odinson.
The culprit behind Thor's banishment to Earth and Odin's descent into slumber.
From the very beginning, he had been paying attention to his brother's every move. He had to admit, seeing Thor suffer and toil brought him immense satisfaction.
But that didn't mean he could tolerate a mortal lifting Mjolnir!
In the past, Loki had no interest in Mjolnir, but after Odin cast his spell on it, things changed. Odin's spell was practically a declaration:
Whoever can lift the hammer is qualified to be the King of Asgard.
He needed this qualification.
Or rather, he wanted to prove he had this qualification.
Therefore, the moment he saw Steve lift Mjolnir, he harbored murderous intent towards this mortal.
He wore a horned helmet, its majestic, sharp horns like a crown filled with authority.
Loki, with a grim expression, sat on Odin's former throne, leaning to one side.
"I am the King of Asgard!"
He heavily struck Odin's Long Spear on the vast hall. The killing sound of Gungnir echoed through the opulent yet dim hall.
New Mexico.
Seeing Steve lift the hammer, Thor was completely stunned.
"How is this possible..."
He was lost and dejected.
Coulson, however, beamed with joy.
"Captain! I knew you could do it!"
As a huge fan of Captain America, Coulson understood that if Mjolnir was as divine as Thor claimed, then who else in this world besides Steve was qualified to lift it?
Indeed, Mjolnir, which no instrument could budge even slightly, had been lifted by Captain America!
"Captain, how do you feel?"
He quickly asked.
At the same time, he relayed the situation here to Nick Fury.
Steve didn't speak. He simply opened his other hand, and instantly, blue arcs of electricity crackled at his fingertips.
"I feel like I can control all lightning..."
Steve said with a frown.
This immense power was something he had never experienced before. He felt as if he had returned to seventy years ago, to the moment he had just left the laboratory.
Abundant Divine Power flowed through his body, making him feel omnipotent!
If he had possessed such power in New York back then, those monsters probably wouldn't have stood a chance against him, Steve thought.
But he also turned his head to look at Thor.
At this moment, the Asgardian prince leaned against the wall as if his soul had left him, then slid to the ground, his golden hair falling around him, each strand telling a tale of his despair.
"How could this happen..."
"...Mjolnir?"
He called out to the Hammer of Thor, but the hammer remained unresponsive to him.
This was completely over.
He thought.
He had finally lost everything, even Mjolnir had abandoned him.
Whoever can lift the Hammer of Thor can gain the power of Thor!
Thor knew he could never get Mjolnir back, because he was now a mortal and no match for Steve, who had gained Thor's power!
But to his astonishment, Steve placed the hammer back where it belonged.
"It seems what you said was true."
Captain America looked at Thor with a complex gaze.
The moment he had actually lifted the Hammer of Thor was enough to prove that everything Thor had said was true. But for Steve, it was hard to believe he was truly worthy.
Seventy years later, when he awoke once more and began to slowly understand this world, his heart had already begun to waver.
He realized he wasn't as great as the propaganda stories made him out to be, and neither was this country.
Was he truly worthy?
He couldn't help but wonder.
But when Coulson saw him release the hammer, he panicked.
He was clearly worried that Steve Rogers, in his noble integrity, would return the Hammer of Thor to Thor. If that happened, he could imagine how furious Nick Fury would be.
No matter how much he admired Captain America, Coulson had not forgotten that he was a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
He stepped in front of Steve and said in a low voice, "Captain, we can't confirm that what he said is true yet, at least not that he is the owner of this hammer. Even if he is, we need to consider whether him regaining his power will pose a threat to Earth."
Coulson's words weren't entirely unreasonable.
Thor had looked down on Earthlings from the very beginning. It was clear from his words that Asgard considered Earth their territory. Steve wasn't sure if Thor would launch a war against Earth after regaining his power.
But he couldn't bring himself to take what belonged to someone else.
In fact, he had already had many reservations since learning about America's actions in recent years.
However, it was difficult to find someone to confide in about such matters, so he could only bury his confusion in his heart.
He sighed and lowered his head.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Unbeknownst to Steve, the space behind him began to distort.
Then, a tall, thin figure emerged. Loki, dressed in a suit and trench coat, looking like a mortal, plunged a silver dagger fiercely into Captain America's lower back.
"Ah!"
Steve cried out in pain as he was suddenly attacked, but he quickly retaliated. Gritting his teeth tightly, he swung his shield backward.
But his shield struck empty air.
Loki twisted like a phantom, then withdrew the bloodied dagger and vanished from his spot. He reappeared in the highest position, looking down at everyone.
"Loki!"
Thor shed tears of excitement upon seeing him, believing his brother had come to Midgard specifically to save him.
"I knew it,"
"I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"
Heaven knew how happy Thor was at the sight of Loki. The series of blows he had suffered recently had left him disheartened, but now, everything seemed to be turning around.
However, he was still a little displeased with Loki for attacking Steve.
It wasn't something a warrior of honor would do.
"Loki, I know you want to save me, but you shouldn't have hurt this Midgardian!" Thor waved and shouted at him, "Midgardians are too fragile!"
Loki glanced at him with disdain and said nothing.
Meanwhile, Ben, hidden in the darkness, knew that the opportunity to acquire both Frost Giant and Asgardian genes had arrived.
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