"Who did you say was —— fat?"

  The chubby God of Thunder also knew in his heart that he was addicted to junk food with a large number of carbohydrates and online games for a long time.

  Compared with his former self, he was really a little bit more rounded.

  In any case, after coming to Earth, his social order was good.

  In addition to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the emergence of the Avengers, there would rarely be a villain or villains who were too short-sighted.

  Therefore, Thor had nothing to do.

  Most of his time was occupied by playing games. Even his beloved Stormbreaker was neglected.

  Naturally, he got fatter and fatter.

  However, sometimes when the truth was spoken, it would still hurt.

  Moreover, even if they called him fat, they still added the word 'fuck'

  Who could bear it!

  Thor felt angry, and blood rushed to his head.

  The right hand that held the Stormbreaker involuntarily gripped tighter.

  "So, I can't call you fat?"

  Sinthea added fuel to the fire and continued.

  Although she vaguely felt that this one-eyed fatso, dressed like a Viking and unkempt, seemed a little familiar.

  But no matter what, the daughter of the Red Skull didn't associate the man in front of her with Thor, Asgard's God of Thunder.

  That was a huge gap between the god and this fat guy!

  It couldn't be compared at all!

  "It seems that I should temporarily put away my principle of not hitting women for a while."

  From the dark clouds, a light descended and fell on Thor's body.

  The divine power condensed into armor, covering his chest, hands, and feet.

  "It seems that I really need to lose weight."

  Thor twisted his rounded body, feeling uncomfortable.

  This majestic armor seemed to feel tighter and constricting.

  In public, he adjusted his crotch so that it wouldn't affect the battle.

  "I hope you won't cry for your mother later, asking for her to take you home."

  Sinthea kicked Bucky to the ground. Captain America was already on the menu.

  She could eat him up whenever she wanted.

  The fat man who broke into the battlefield was really an eyesore.

  She wanted to kill him first!

  She lifted the Hammer of Skadi with one hand and pointed it at Thor.

  It glowed ghostly green, looking like waves of water.

  A circle of air currents stirred up, and a piercing electric current shook the earth.

  The ground was ravaged, and a prominent 'scar' was plowed out.

  "I am the God of Thunder."

  Thor whispered, waving the Stormbreaker.

  With no fear on his face, he slashed through the blast of energy formed by the divine power of fear.

  Then, lightning burst from his eyes, and incandescent white light lingered around his body.

  At this time, the big fatty looked a little more like a true God of Thunder.

  A shocking power erupted out of that simple face with a stern aura.

  The dramatic change made Sinthea put away her contempt and look serious.

  She didn't expect that this ordinary-looking and somewhat obscene fatty was still a master with hidden strength.

  She was facing Thor, the God of Thunder.

  There was also the Stormbreaker that could rip open the atmosphere.

  Sinthea was caught off guard and had difficulty dodging.

  She had to raise the war hammer with both hands to block the fierce attack.

  Boom!

  Cul's power of fear collided with the Rune of thunder!

  With the dazzling light, the torrent of energy that could destroy everything was released, lighting up the skies above the neighborhood.

  Sinthea, like a cannonball, crashed into a car not far behind her.

  The metal door flattened out, and a clear outline was printed.

  "This fat guy is pretty fierce."

  Sinthea spat out some blood and got back to her feet like a resilient warrior.

  When the strong light dissipated and the smoke subsided…


  She saw Thor, holding the Stormbreaker, striding forward.

  It was as if a Nordic deity had descended onto Earth.

  Unfortunately, his rounded figure affected the image.

  It made the other party's majestic face look funny.

  "The Hammer of Skadi! The first embodiment of Cul's powers!"

  Thor stared at the hammer. He held the Stormbreaker, giving birth to a layer of extremely cold frost.

  Crack! Crack!

  Under the high temperature of his thunder, the solid ice melted and evaporated into vapor.

  Skadi, the Goddess of Ice and Snow in Nordic mythology, represented winter.

  With the hammer named after her, it wasn't hard to guess what kind of ability it had.

  "Are you Thor of Asgard?"

  Sinthea was a little surprised.

  Although there may be a gap between the two figures, the thunderous divine power couldn't be faked.

  This fatty in front of her was most likely Thor.

  However, she clearly remembered that he was a blond muscle brain with an eight pack.

  How did he become a round, unkempt fatso in just a few months?

  Or was this what the God of Thunder really looked like?

  On the official website of The Avengers, all those photos were actually retouched?

  With a series of questions in her head, Sinthea swung the war hammer and smashed it head-on.

  Bang!

  The sound of iron colliding with iron!

  The ear-splitting sound waves swept through the air, shattering nearby windows and causing the alarms of parked cars to blare.

  The ax collided with the hammer, and they fiercely pushed against each other.

  The ground where Sinthea was standing caved in, opening up thick cracks.

  Thor, from the movie universe, squeezed the ax with both hands and pressed down hard.

  He was from Asgard. The combat education he received since he was a child didn't have anything related to pitying women or being merciful because the opponent was a woman.

  On the battlefield, anything in front of him was an enemy that needed to be defeated and killed.

  Roar!

  Just as Thor was about to cut off the red skull with his Stormbreaker, a roar of rage seemed to set off a category 12 typhoon.

  The dust swept away, and the atmosphere shook.

  A big green man fell from the sky and slammed Thor with a heavy punch, like a cannon.

  The latter, with his ax, flew in a straight line and rolled through several buildings.

  "Hulk! How could he …"

  Struggling to get up, Thor rubbed his dizzy head, still unable to recognize what had happened.

  Thinking of the friendship formed with Hulk in the gladiatorial arena on Sakaar…


  He felt that Hulk had no reason to do this to him.

  "Breaker of Worlds, Nul! Smash that fatso!"

  Sinthea said bitterly.

  Hulk, holding the Hammer of Nul, made several amazing jumps in a row. The ground shook as if it was rippling, and a large piece of cement tumbled outward.

  "Smash! … Destroy!"

  Hulk roared. The reinforced concrete in front of him was shattered, like a paper-mache.

  The war hammer swept down, and everything shattered!

  Like a tank, he knocked down several walls in a row.

  "Found … you!"

  Hulk's eyes were filled with anger, reflecting Thor's fat figure.

  He raised the Hammer of Nul up high. The power of fear gathered as if it was going to smash the world to pieces!

  "Wait!"

  Thor quickly stretched out his hand to stop the Hulk from hurting friendly forces in a violent act.

  A silly smile appeared on his face, like a 300-plus pound fool.

  "We're friends, remember? Banner!"

  "No, you're the Hulk now…"

  "I mean, I may not be your friend in this universe, but in another place, I fought side by side with another you … we're good buddies!"

  Hulk's movements couldn't help but pause. The anger in his eyes gradually receded, and he seemed to come to his senses gradually.

  "Yes, that's it, Hulk!"

  Thor was happy with his own resourcefulness. He was no longer the reckless man who had to solve everything by force.

  He learned to communicate and to use language to disrupt his opponents.

  "By the way, do you remember Loki? Or Natasha?"

  Hearing that, Hulk slowly lowered the raised war hammer.

  Thor also released the Stormbreaker and reached out to show his friendship.

  "That hammer is bewitching you, corrupting you …"

  Thor foolishly smiled and thought that he had persuaded the Hulk.

  Unexpectedly, the Hulk's eyes changed, and his anger rose again.

  He felt it again—the terrifying power of control that overpowered his body and mind.

  Suddenly, he picked up Thor with his left hand and swung him around like a noodle.

  Boom boom! Boom boom boom!

  "This kind of feels… familiar."

  Like being run over by an aircraft carrier, Thor felt his whole body aching, and his bones felt like they were shattered.

  However, the cruel beating wasn't over yet. After a crazy beating, he was thrown high into the air and crashed through several floors of ceilings.

  Hulk gripped the war hammer in both hands and swung it as if he was playing baseball!

  Bang!

  With a dull sound…


  Like a baseball ball, Thor flew out of control and turned into a shining spot in the sky.

  "I… don't… know you!"

  Hulk put down the hammer and spoke in a rough voice.