Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"I understand, teacher."

Stephen assured him unequivocally,

"Don't worry, I will do everything I can! Not only for you, but also for myself!"

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Wow, I made him work overtime without pay to retrieve people from endless dimensions, and instead of complaining, he was actually grateful to me?

"Damn, I'm a genius boss!" Ah Zu mentally gave himself a huge thumbs up.

"I'm relieved to hear that. You stay here and study hard, and I'll wait for your good news."

After giving his instructions, Azu turned and left, concealing his merits and fame.

……

Muspelheim, one of the nine distant realms.

This is a post-apocalyptic kingdom made of fire, lava, and ash.

More than a dozen thick bolts of lightning descended from the sky and crashed to the ground.

Hundreds of fire demons, engulfed in flames, were torn to pieces by the lightning strike.

In this fiery land, Thor, after fighting for many days, was finally surrounded.

He was exhausted, his back was hunched and his chest was heaving violently.

He originally thought that, having awakened the power of Thor within him, he would be invincible here, sweeping away all obstacles and easily taking Surtur's crown.

But reality dealt him a heavy blow.

Although the Iron Bear Battle Axe in his hand is incredibly sharp, it is a purely melee weapon, unlike Thor's Hammer which can be used to sweep away mobs over a wide area at will.

At the same time, it also does not grant Thor the ability to fly or make rapid advances.

He could only run and jump on his own two legs through this rugged terrain filled with lava pools.

To clear away the swarming fire demons, Thor had to continuously squeeze out his lightning power, transforming it into a lightning storm that spread outwards.

"Sizzle—!"

Dozens more fire demons were destroyed.

Thor was panting heavily. Although the power of the Thunder God was immense, such unrestrained release was also extremely taxing on his stamina.

Meanwhile, Surtur, the fire giant and ruler of Muspelheim, was calmly watching Thor, who was struggling in battle below, from a nearby hillside.

Surtur saw through Thor's predicament at a glance.

He had no intention of personally confronting Thor directly; instead, he commanded an endless stream of fire demons to surge towards Thor from all directions.

At the same time, he let out a series of deafening laughs.

"Ha ha, Odin's son, is this all you've got?"

Thor cleaved the demon in front of him with his axe and roared to the sky.

"If you have the guts, come down and face me head-on! What kind of skill is it to hide up there?!"

Surtur snorted dismissively.

"You think you're so tough, son of Odin? But it's all for naught!"

"This is war, and war is fought by armies! Where are your Asgardian armies? Why are you the only one here? Were they all dead? Hahahaha!"

Thor was furious and wished he could fly up and tear the crown off his head.

But looking at the dense, seemingly endless army of fire demons around him, he knew that things were hopeless.

If the fighting continues, forget about seizing the crown; even escaping will be a problem.

"Damn it!"

Thor decided to retreat first, go back to regroup, and then think of other ways to seize the crown.

He raised his head and roared at the sky.

"Heimdall! Open the Rainbow Bridge!"

The sky remained unresponsive, only churning volcanic ash remained.

Thor roared again as he swung his battle axe to block the attacks.

"Heimdall! Take me back!"

Still no response.

Thor panicked and charged through the demons, fighting for more than half an hour.

Until he was panting heavily and about to collapse on the ground from exhaustion.

"boom--!"

A beam of seven-colored energy finally pierced through the gloomy sky of Muspelheim and enveloped Thor's body.

The violent spatial energy instantly sliced ​​the fire demon at the edge in two.

The light faded, and Thor vanished from the spot.

……

Asgard, the hub of the Rainbow Bridge.

Thor rolled out of the tunnel and took a while to recover.

"Heimdall, are you blind?! Why did it take you so long to...?"

Thor raised his head angrily, but swallowed the rest of his words.

The one standing in front of the control panel, manipulating the Rainbow Bridge Greatsword, was not Heimdall with golden eyes at all.

Instead, it was a bald man with two Midgard automatic rifles strapped to his waist, Skorch.

In Asgard, he was originally just an ordinary gatekeeper responsible for guarding the armory.

"Who are you?" Thor frowned, straightening his posture. "Where is Heimdall?"

"I am Skorch, have you forgotten? We fought side by side in Vanaheim."

Skorch seemed somewhat flustered and loosened his grip on the greatsword.

"Ah...oh." Thor clearly still couldn't remember.

"What about Heimdall?" Thor asked again.

Skorch replied helplessly.

"Heimdall... he's been accused of dereliction of duty and is now a royal fugitive. I'm in charge of guarding the Rainbow Bridge now."

"Fugitive? Who gave the order?" Saul asked, frowning.

"It is...it is the command of the Father of the Gods," Skorch replied truthfully.

"Then what were you doing just now? Why did you only open the Rainbow Bridge so late?" Thor pressed on relentlessly.

"Haha... I was just showing two beautiful girls from Waraheim the two little treasures I brought from Midgard."

Skorch chuckled twice, took the M16 assault rifle from his waist, and waved it in his hand.

"I gave them names. The one on the left is called 'Heaven Destroyer,' and the one on the right is called 'Earth Destroyer.' Because when they're combined, they can destroy..."

Thor was so angry he laughed.

"Get out of here!"

He shoved Skorch aside and strode off toward Asgard.

Suddenly, Thor stopped in front of the Asgardian gates.

He discovered that a huge statue, hundreds of meters tall, had suddenly been erected in the plaza in front of the palace.

The statue depicts a figure wearing a distinctive horned helmet, with arms outstretched and a boastful, self-assured smile on his face.

Who else could it be but Loki?

"What the hell is this thing?" Thor's cheek twitched involuntarily.

He quickened his pace and continued forward.

At that moment, bursts of applause and cheers came from the open-air theater on the side of the square.

Thor changed direction and walked towards the source of the sound.

The open-air theater was filled with Asgardian citizens, who were watching the performance on stage with great interest.

At the very front of the stage, Odin was reclining comfortably in a golden chaise lounge, enjoying the grapes being fed to him by his maids while watching the performance with great interest.

Saul quietly walked to the back row and turned his gaze toward the stage.

On the stage of the theater, an absurd play was being performed.

A slightly overweight male actor wearing a blond wig is playing Thor.

He was kneeling on one knee before a glamorous actress, calling out in a coquettish and affected manner:

"Oh! Lorelei!"

"For you, I gave up Mjolnir! For you, I've gone mad!"