With two Gods of Thunder, Loki, and Luke, they set out on a journey to Midgard.

  "Sorcerer Supreme, shouldn't there be a spell that could take us to our destination with a portal?"

  They rode a ship along the dark underground river while looking for the gap in space.

  Loki, who had a cold face and was sulking, suddenly remembered.

  The Sorcerer Supreme, who personally crushed the biggest legendary figure in Asgard and knocked Odin to dust, seemed to be able to use transmission spells.

  "That's right."

  Luke nodded. Opening a portal was just a casual thing for him.

  "Then why do we have to travel this way?"

  A series of question marks popped up on Loki's head.

  The underground river was unfathomable and dark.

  Coupled with the presence of huge beasts, it wasn't an easy road to travel.

  If not necessary, Loki didn't want to come on this risky trip.

  "Because I forgot about it."

  Luke shrugged his shoulders and replied.

  "…"

  Loki didn't know how to answer that.

  Judging from his appearance, this Sorcerer Supreme shouldn't have Alzheimer's… right?

  Luke smiled and continued, "I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

  "Because our purpose isn't only to return to Midgard, it's also to stop Cul's invasion."

  "He has his Nibelung army of the undead and eight Worthy."

  "Coupled with the power of fear being absorbed all this time, he will soon return to his prime."

  "Relying on the Earth and Asgard is far from enough to deal with this war."

  "Uniting the Nine Realms and resisting together is the only way."

  Luke explained his idea.

  He was ready to build a huge stage for Thor.

  According to the prophecy, the God of Thunder, the man of destiny, would personally cut off the Serpent's head.

  Then, after a few steps, died of poisoning.

  Odin, the King of the Gods, was an Allfather.

  But he believed in the prophecy, even feared it.

  He wanted to stop it at the cost of destroying Earth.

  And the Serpent, Cul, once the Allfather of Asgard…


  His attitude towards the prophecy was also one of semi-belief.

  It could be seen that Asgard's 'prophecy' may be the trajectory of some kind of destiny.

  Once it became an inevitable 'fact', it would be hard to change.

  Luke didn't have an elaborate plan. Instead of wasting time to break the shackles of a prophecy, it was better to count on Thor.

  "Loki, you should go to Jotunheim and persuade the Frost Giants to join the war."

  "And Thor, you should go to Muspelheim, the Realm of Fire, and form an alliance with Surtur."

  "As for you, extra God of Thunder. You have experience in dealing with the Avengers. Go back to Midgard first, and prepare them for a lengthy battle."

  "…"

  Luke, like a competent task giver NPC, actively assigned tasks to everyone.

  On the first day he came to this realm, he had a fight with the almighty Allfather of Asgard.

  And by the way, save Earth from the other's hands.

  Why would he want to go to Antarctica and fight for another hundred rounds with another Allfather?

  Unless Vishanti was willing to pay, there was no way.

  Luke thought very clearly, he was just a temporary worker.

  How much work he would do depended on how much he was paid.

  Since Asgard had predicted this, he should just help Thor and set the stage.

  Odin loved his son dearly, but he didn't.

  Besides, how did one break the limits of 'destiny'?

  This required careful observation and information gathering.

  'The job of a savior is really not for me. '

  Luke thought so silently.

  "Laufey, the King of the Frost Giants, and Surtur, the Flame Giant … They are all enemies of Asgard. How could they possibly agree to an alliance? "

  Thor asked with a skeptical look on his face.

  When it came to fighting, he was excellent at it.

  However, reasoning with others, negotiating, and reaching an alliance with others wasn't his strong suit.

  "Learn more from your sister, Loki. She's an expert in this field."

  Luke shook his head helplessly.

  He felt that the fight for Asgard's throne in this world wasn't complicated at all.

  Remember, many people have said that before…


  Thor had no experience and ability to govern a country, while Loki was passionate about power and intrigue.

  In addition, the latter had the blood of Frost Giants and was a descendant of Laufey.

  The gender should be changed, and let Loki marry Thor.

  The throne would belong to Thor, and the power would belong to Loki. It's the best of both worlds.

  The original joke had come true in this universe.

  But a new problem ensued. Loki had two brothers now.

  Which one should she choose?

  "If Laufey and Surtur refuse you. Then, give them my name."

  Luke smiled kindly. The battle between him and Odin penetrated through the Nine Realms.

  It seemed that both Laufey and Surtur saw what happened.

  He believed that they would both understand what would happen if they rejected it.

  "That's a threat, right?"

  Thor asked straightforwardly.

  "No, it's a friendly way to convince others."

  Luke answered.

  …


  …


  Manhattan, New York.

  A beam of light crashed down and attracted everyone's attention.

  They saw three weird guys coming out of it.

  "It's the Hulk! It's Hulk!"

  Someone recognized one of the leaders of the Avengers.

  "Who are those two weirdos?"

  Someone noticed something was wrong. He took out his cell phone and took a video while gradually retreating to a safe place.

  This was a New Yorker's sense of awareness.

  When there is an abnormal situation, it is recommended to run away in advance. There might be an intense battle between a superhero and a supervillain later.

  "I like this place; it's crowded. The fearful screams would be very loud later."

  Sinthea, the daughter of Red Skull, said so while holding the Hammer of Skadi.

  That hideous skull scanned around, not minding the strange looks.

  "I, want, hit! Crush! Everything!"

  The Hulk, holding the Hammer of Nul: Breaker of Worlds, said so, word for word.

  "Turn them all into stone statues! Make them scream, fear and despair!"

  The third Worthy was the Absorbing Man, owner of the Hammer of Greithoth, Breaker of Wills.

  He worked as a boxer and then was recruited into Hydra.

  The famous story was that he killed Daredevil's father in the ring.

  At his peak, he was able to go 50-50 against the Hulk.

  In the villain camp, he belonged to the third or fourth line characters.

  "Let's begin! Attract the Avengers first!"

  Through a transmission spell from Cul, the three Worthy arrived in New York.

  They all lifted their hammers and smashed them on the ground.

  Boom!

  A violent wave of electricity and air burst forth!

  The cars on both sides of the concrete road were directly crushed by the substantial pressure.

  Glass windows shattered, and large cracks bloomed on the ground.

  The Hulk took the lead, stepped on the roof of a car, and roared.

  Sound waves tore through the air and rippled out in a circle.

  The crowd, which was still watching the commotion, instantly panicked and fled.

  Of course, they didn't forget to hold up their phones to get a close-up of the Hulk, who exuded a strong sense of power.

  …