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Chapter 33 - Chapter 33 The Wrath of Mortals!

If his gaze before was contempt.

Then, his gaze now was anger!

Thor's voice deepened.

"Very good, mortal, you have angered me."

He stopped wasting words.

He knew ranged attacks were useless against this slippery fellow.

So... he would end this farce in a simple way!

"Bang!"

The ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded!

Thor shot straight up from his spot, directly at Tony in mid-air!

This wasn't by flying, but by pure physical prowess.

The warhammer in his hand traced a silver trajectory!

He was going to smash his opponent into scrap metal with his hammer!

Tony's pupils suddenly constricted!

So fast!

He had no time to react!

He could only watch as Thor, carrying the might of thunder, rapidly grew larger in his vision!

"Bang!!!"

A deafening sound echoed across the entire desert!

Tony felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed train!

Terrifying force was transmitted through the armor to his body!

He felt like his internal organs had shifted!

Then, like a kite with a broken string, he was slammed hard from mid-air to the ground!

"Boom!!!"

Another loud bang!

Tony's body created a human-shaped crater in the ground!

"Sir! Armor damaged... chest armor cracked! Left arm system offline! Energy shield collapsed!"

Jarvis's voice quickly rang out!

Tony struggled to climb out of the pit.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed directly onto the inside of his mask.

He was injured.

Through the armor, he was hit by a single hammer strike and coughed up blood.

How terrifying was this guy's strength?

He didn't have time to think too much.

Because the other party's figure appeared before him again.

Thor looked down at him, his eyes cold.

"I told you,"

"Don't bother me."

He raised Mjolnir in his hand.

"Sigh."

A sigh echoed over the desert.

The sound was soft, but it reached everyone's ears.

Thor, who was about to swing his hammer, froze.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

He didn't know when.

A man in golden armor was quietly floating in mid-air.

He spread his arms, his cape fluttering behind him, his golden hair blowing in the wind, seemingly embracing the Sun.

Golden sunlight shone on him, making his figure appear as if the Sun god had descended.

It was Leon!

He had arrived!

Seeing Leon appear, Thor's raised warhammer paused in mid-air.

The fury on his face was like being doused with a basin of ice water, largely receding.

There was surprise, confusion, but more than that, guilt.

Leon!

Why was he here?!

Wasn't he supposed to be on vacation?

Thor's mind fell into chaos.

What had he just done?

He seemed to have beaten a mortal.

And a mortal driving something very strange.

Although that mortal had a foul mouth and attacked him, he was still just a mortal.

And he, the Prince of Asgard, the future Thor, was fighting fiercely with a mortal in this desert?

And almost hammered him to death?

This thought made Thor's heart sink.

He remembered his father Odin's anger when he banished him, and Leon's teachings to him in the town restaurant.

"A brute who doesn't understand reverence, doesn't understand responsibility, and only knows how to use violence to display glory, will never become a qualified general."

Damn it!

Had he fallen back into his old habits again?!

Thor roared frantically inside.

He felt that the image he had just built up had collapsed again.

He didn't dare to look into Leon's eyes.

He knew that Leon's eyes must be very disappointed in him... Unlike Thor's unease, Tony, lying in the pit, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Leon appear.

Although this sigh of relief made him feel very annoyed.

He was actually saved by the guy he couldn't stand?

And it was when he was at his most pathetic?

Tony felt his face burning.

This was more humiliating than being knocked out by Thor's hammer.

"Sir, Mr. Leon has appeared, energy readings cannot be calculated. I suggest you evacuate immediately."

Jarvis's voice rang in his helmet.

"Shut up, Jarvis."

Tony replied weakly.

Evacuate?

Evacuate to where?

He felt like his bones were about to fall apart now.

He stared intently at the golden figure in mid-air through his armor.

He had come.

The guy controlling everything had finally entered the fray himself.

What did he want to do?

Come to back up his foolish younger brother?

Or come to watch him be defeated by Thor?

Tony was a little curious inside.

He really wanted to know what Leon wanted to do!

..."Your Highness Leon!"

Seeing Leon appear, Jane Foster, standing in the distance, let out a gasp.

Worry appeared on her face.

She was worried that Thor would be punished by Leon for his impulsiveness just now.

She was also worried that Leon would do something irreversible because of Tony's offense.

She now deeply understood what it meant for gods to fight and mortals to suffer.

She felt like a small blade of grass caught between volcanoes.

Darcy and Erik had already given up thinking.

They looked at the figure in the sky, as dazzling as the Sun.

A god, had appeared.

The Sun god.

So, what kind of divine family were they actually in contact with?!

Leon floated in mid-air, taking in the reactions of everyone below.

He ignored the reactions of Tony and Jane and the others.

His gaze fell on his uneasy younger brother.

"Thor." His voice was very soft.

"I remember, I think I said. Don't cause trouble."

Thor's body stiffened.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.

But he found that under Leon's gaze, any explanation seemed pale and powerless.

"Yes, he was the one who..."

He was about to pin the blame on Tony, but saw Leon's brow furrow slightly.

With just a tiny movement, Thor's subsequent words all caught in his throat, not a single word could be uttered.

Terrifying pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield.

It wasn't Thor's violent divine might.

But an irresistible sense of oppression!

Thor was somewhat annoyed.

Why?

Why did he feel like his Thor power disappeared every time Leon appeared?

Mjolnir was very docile at this moment, not daring to make a sound.

He felt like he had returned to being a mortal stripped of his divine power.

No, even more pathetic than that.

Because at this moment, he was facing his elder brother.

The guy who had always made him feel awe since childhood.

"I ask you," Leon's voice was flat, but Thor felt double the pressure.

"I said it, didn't I?"

"Yes."

Thor squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

He slowly lowered his proud head... Wait, what happened?

Tony, lying in the pit, was a little confused.

What was going on?

The Thor who had almost hammered him to smithereens just now, was actually like a misbehaving student in front of this guy?

He didn't even dare to raise his head?

Who exactly was this guy?!

Didn't he say he was Thor's older brother?

This was not an older brother?

This was clearly an ancestor!

Tony suddenly felt that being severely beaten by Thor didn't seem so hard to accept.

After all, even Thor was lectured like a grandson by him, so it was reasonable for him to be hammered a bit?

This thought made Tony's mood subtle... "Very good."

Leon looked at Thor's apologetic demeanor and nodded in satisfaction.

He knew that for a simple-minded guy like Thor, grand reason was useless.

Only pure power could make him clearly realize who was the boss.

He withdrew the pressure on him.

Thor felt the pressure ease and almost collapsed from exhaustion.

He looked up, his eyes showing some lingering fear towards Leon.

He had truly felt the breath of death just now.

Leon was really angry.

Just because he had fought with a mortal.

"Now."

Leon ignored him and slowly turned his gaze to Tony, who was playing dead in the pit.

"It's your turn, Mr. Stark."

His voice returned to gentleness, even with a hint of a smile.

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