Marvel: Spider-Man? No, I'm Superman!

After entering the laboratory, Peter slowly gave Reed his instructions.

"Okay...okay, Mr. Superman."

Reed didn't ask Peter why he should pay attention to such an insignificant fellow, and simply agreed.

"Mr. Superman, you've arrived."

As Peter entered the laboratory, Dr. Otto, who was busy at work, spotted him immediately and hurriedly came to greet him.

"Is there a psychiatrist here named Shiller? Please tell him that one of his patients is waiting for him outside."

Peter spoke first, mentioning that Stephen was waiting for someone.

"Okay, I'll let them know right away."

Otto looked somewhat surprised, but he didn't hesitate for long.

Soon, he led a man with a wise look in his eyes out of the laboratory.

"Alright, let me see how well your so-called artificial intelligence is being manufactured."

With the matter resolved, Peter turned his attention to artificial intelligence, since if he were to accidentally create something like Ultron, it would become a laughing stock.

At the same time, a psychiatrist named Shiller slowly walked out of the laboratory and saw Stephen sitting in the corridor, looking exhausted.

"Mr. Strange, did you see another version of yourself in your dream again?"

Shiller was clearly aware of the psychological problems that were troubling Stephen.

"Dr. Shiller, you've finally arrived."

Stephen, who had shown no excitement at the sight of Superman, seemed to regain his vitality the moment he met the psychiatrist, his eyes filled with excitement.

"That's right. These past few days, another version of myself has been haunting my dreams, and I've barely slept for three days straight."

"What, in your dream, another version of yourself is telling you about the multiverse and trying to get you to accept its existence?"

Dr. Shiller then turned the corridor into his consultation room and began to guide Stephen out of his psychological predicament.

"Not only that, he not only made me accept his existence, but even after I clearly refused, he wanted to push me into the abyss..."

Recalling the same nightmare he had every day for the past month, Stephen's face showed an expression of intense pain.

“Mr. Strange, you are also a doctor, so I'm sure you've heard of various schools of psychology and their corresponding treatment methods.”

"Since rejection is causing you so much pain, why not try different treatment methods, such as—accepting the other self in your nightmares..."

With a warm smile on his face, Schiller gave Stephen a proposal that was completely different from before.

"Accepting another version of yourself?"

A hint of confusion and hesitation appeared on Stephen's face, but he slowly became more determined.

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Chapter 86 (or Chapter 85): Hela Returns, War is Imminent!

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Meanwhile, in the skies above Asgard.

A beam of light from a rainbow bridge plummeted downwards.

Boom!

With a crisp metallic clang, the beam of light vanished.

A giant axe suddenly slammed into the surface of the Rainbow Bridge.

"Thor?"

Frigga, who was taking care of the seriously injured Thor, suddenly saw Thor, who was in a coma, with lightning flashing on his fingers.

His eyes were filled with surprise and joy.

Click!

The people of Asgard stared in astonishment at the dark clouds gathering in the sky.

"Great!"

Heimdall, dutifully guarding the Rainbow Bridge, gazed at the giant axe and the thick, dark clouds that obscured the sky above Asgard, his eyes filled with joy.

"Your Majesty the God-King..."

However, amidst the joy, a hint of sadness also lingered.

Because he knew that since Thor's weapons had been returned, it meant that Odin's battle with that human was over.

However, only the axe was returned; Odin did not return with it.

At that moment, Heimdall seemed to understand something.

He frantically tried to use his eyes, which could see through the nine realms, to find Odin's figure, but found that something seemed to be covering his eyes, and he could not see anything at all.

"Could it be that His Majesty the God-King has already..."

A wave of sadness washed over him, but the strong-willed Heimdall suppressed his grief and closed his eyes in prayer.

"May the glory of the gods shine upon Asgard forever..."

Click!

As Heimdall prayed, a brilliant bolt of lightning suddenly erupted from the thick, dark clouds.

It pierced through the golden skyscraper and struck Thor directly in the room.

At the same time, a dazzling red electric light erupted from the battle axe that had plunged into the Rainbow Bridge.

It was then drawn by some powerful force and instantly shot into the sky.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, it broke the sound barrier, leaving only a roaring sound before disappearing into the horizon.

"Thor..."

As lightning struck Thor's body, Frigga hurriedly moved away from him, watching him with worry from a distance.

However, the lightning did not cause any harm to the severely injured Thor.

Even amidst the lightning, Thor's already cracked skin began to heal rapidly at that moment.

Suddenly, Thor, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, opened them abruptly, his eyes flashing with silver and fiery red light.

He raised his right hand without hesitation.

Click!

This was accompanied by an even louder, thunderous explosion.

A giant axe appeared in his right hand almost instantly.

"Great!"

Frigga almost cried tears of joy as she watched her child wake up.

But the next moment, her heart was filled with sadness again. Being intelligent, she also realized something that was hard for her to accept.

At this moment, she had no time for sorrow.

Thor, wielding a giant axe, had already floated off the bed and was rising into the sky amidst flashes of lightning.

"That's...Prince Thor?"

As Thor's body rose into the Asgardian sky, countless Asgardians witnessed this imposing figure, radiating power and thunderous might.

Unable to contain their excitement, they cheered.

"No, that is His Majesty Thor, our new King of Asgard, who will continue to lead us to prosperity."

Suddenly, Heimdall, wielding a silver longsword, appeared at the back of the crowd and spoke slowly with a firm yet serious expression.

They knelt down and led the way in paying homage to the newly born king of Asgard.

"Greetings, Your Majesty Thor!"

The next moment, the Asgardian soldiers, clad in silver armor and wielding silver spears, knelt down without hesitation to welcome the birth of the new king of Asgard.

"Greetings, Your Majesty Thor!"

Immediately afterwards, the common people of Asgard also knelt down to welcome their new monarch.

Click!

As everyone paid homage, Thor in the sky seemed to sense something.

The clouds grew even thicker, almost completely obscuring the sky over Asgard.

The Thunder's power is even greater.

Countless lightning bolts densely merged into Thor's body, almost instantly healing his severe injuries.

And it is constantly increasing the divine power within him.

Suddenly, a golden light pierced through the void, breaking through the dark sky covered by dark clouds.

It instantly merged into Thor's body.

Within the thick, dark clouds, it seemed as if countless shadows of gods were emerging, celebrating the occasion.

"That is... Odin's approval and blessing?"

Heimdall looked on in disbelief, for from this moment on, it signified that Odin, the king of gods, had truly abdicated.

Thor rightfully inherited the throne of Asgard.

"Father, you..."

However, at this moment, Thor's consciousness suddenly left Asgard and came to a lush green meadow.

Before him, an old figure sitting on the edge of a cliff drew all of Thor's attention.

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