Chapter 726: The Family Affairs of the Gods, Legends Originated from Reality (1/2)

Chapter 726: Household affairs of the gods, legends originate from reality

"What did you say?" Colson was shocked, but quickly adjusted his attitude, "Is this too exaggerated?

This intruder seems to be a little more powerful than ordinary people, not even as powerful as you. How could it affect the safety of the world? "

Aaron: ...

I feel offended. What do you mean you are not even as powerful as me?

When did his majestic Holy Magister reduce himself to comparing himself to a half-hearted god?

Even if this god lifts Thor's hammer and regains the power of Thor, he will not be his opponent.

"You don't have to believe it, but you have to bear the consequences."

Coulson was silent for a moment, deciding to believe Aaron for once.

After all, he is still very reliable in business, and not everyone can hold that hammer.

"Everyone, please stop attacking him and let him in." Coulson picked up the walkie-talkie and said.

"Including me, sir?"

"Including you, Agent Patton."

At the same time, Thor knocked down two more agents.

Just when he was about to continue running to retrieve his hammer and divine power, he unexpectedly found that the guards on the road were much laxer.

There are fewer people blocking the road, and even if they find them, he will choose to ignore them.

"Loki." Thor asked tentatively, "Is it your fault?"

There was no response, but a relaxed smile broke out on Sol's face, seeming to confirm his guess, "Thanks, brother."

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his sense of urgency and walked swaggering towards the center fence.

Coulson, who had been paying attention to the situation from above, couldn't help but twitch his face when he saw this scene.

After decades of working in the industry, I have seen arrogant people before, but this is the first time I have seen someone treat an invasion as a triumph.

Thor came to the end of the passage unobstructed. His hammer was waiting for his master under the heavy rain. Aaron looked at him with an umbrella and smiled.

"It's you?"

"Otherwise, do you think you can get here smoothly?"

"Thank you, but now I have business to do." Thor said, then walked to Mjolnir and stretched out his right hand excitedly.

"You won't succeed." Aaron said calmly.

Thor's movements paused, "You don't understand, Mjolnir has been with me for more than a thousand years, and my relationship with it is indestructible."

"We'll see."

"Then keep your eyes open and watch." Thor snorted lightly and put his right hand on the hammer handle.

The next second, his expression changed, and his confident smile was gradually replaced by panic and disbelief.

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, and Thor grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, stamped his feet on the ground, and roared with force.

But even with veins popping out in both arms, the hammer remained motionless.

The attempt failed. Thor took a few steps back in a daze, and then roared to the sky, venting his dissatisfaction.

"I told you, you won't succeed." Aaron shook his head, then took out the walkie-talkie, "Colson, let your people come and take him away!

But remember, no abuse, no disrespect, and try to meet any requirements. "

"Can I ask why?"

"I'll explain it to you later."

After saying that, Aaron hung up the call, and then looked meaningfully at Saul, who was kneeling in the mud with eyes blank, "You need to calm down.

Our people will not harm you, but please cooperate. "

Saul remained unmoved and did not resist until the ground troops took him away.

A few minutes later, Saul was taken to a simple interrogation room, and Coulson stood opposite him expressionlessly.

"It hurts that you're comparing my people, some of the most highly trained professionals in the world, to minimum wage supermarket security guards.

In my experience, it takes someone with similar training to defeat them like you did.

Tell me where you were trained? Pakistan? Chechnya? Or Afghanistan?

You look more like a mercenary. Where are you from? South Africa?

Some organizations will spend a lot of money to hire outstanding mercenaries like you. Who are you? "

Thor remained silent from beginning to end, just looking at Colson quietly.

Coulson was not angry at his attitude. He was a tough guy, but SHIELD had to deal with a lot of tough guys.

They are not the police, they are professionals in extracting confessions through torture.

"We're good at getting the information we want no matter what."

beep! beep! beep!

Coulson's communicator suddenly rang. He glanced at Thor, said, 'Don't run around,' and walked out.

"How was the trial?" Aaron asked with a meaningful smile.

"He didn't say a word, and to be honest, I couldn't see him having anything to do with the safety of the world."

Aaron shrugged, mentally scoffing.

The interrogation room was made of soundproof materials, so outsiders could not hear the sounds inside, but unfortunately, he had some research on lip reading even without magic.

Coulson followed his logic from beginning to end. It can only be said that Muggles' cognition limits their imagination.

Perhaps the security of the world he understands can at most be linked to nuclear bombs.

"I'm going to take a call first, and tell me what you found when I come back."

"Ok, no problem."

Colson walked away from Aaron, and at this moment, a man wearing a dark green windbreaker with a handsome face but cold eyes came over. No one around him seemed to have seen him.

magic? Magic like the Disillusionment Curse?

Aaron's pupils shrank, and when he came over, he naturally knelt down and picked up Abe, pretending not to see anything.

However, the man in the trench coat stopped beside Aaron, but he did not look at Aaron, but stared curiously at Abe in his arms.

grass!

Aaron cursed in his heart, but his face didn't change at all. He even patted Abe's head in front of this man.

"You'd better not run around, or there won't be breakfast tomorrow."

Abe rubbed Aaron's palm, let out a skilled 'meow', and closed his eyes.

The man in the trench coat no longer paid attention to it, but turned and walked towards the interrogation room.

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel any threat from the man in the trench coat, but he was also unwilling to expose himself to a person who was not a threat.

"Well done." Aaron praised.

Abe opened his eyes, a flash of wit flashed in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Aaron walked to the door of the interrogation room and observed the exchange between Saul and the man in the trench coat in an "open and fair" manner.

"Loki, why are you here?" Thor's tone became a little excited after seeing the man in the trench coat.

Loki, the god of trickery and mischief, the second son of the god-king Odin.

Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming more interested in the following conversation.

"I have to come see you." Loki said in a calm tone.

"What happened?

Tell me, is it about Jotunheim?

Let me explain it to my father. "

"Father is dead."

Sol was stunned. Emotions such as disbelief, sadness, confusion, and guilt were spreading in his heart, as if the sky had fallen.

Aaron's mouth twitched, the ceiling in Heavenly Father is dead?

Are you kidding me? At this level, as long as you don't seek death, you will have a long life.

But the fact that Loki can come here and talk nonsense means that Odin's condition is not very good, at least he doesn't have extra energy to do other things.

"What?"

“Your expulsion and the threat of renewed war are too much for him to bear.

Don't blame yourself, I know you love him, and I tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't listen. Loki shook his head with pity, "Knowing that you can no longer pick up Mjolnir, I still put it in front of your eyes. It's really cruel."

Now the burden of the throne rests on my shoulders. "

Sol raised his head sadly, his voice choked, "Can I go home?"

"The condition for a truce with Jotunheim is to banish you forever."

"Okay! But isn't there any other way..."

"My mother won't allow you to go home either." Loki stabbed Thor hard in the heart again, "I'm here to say goodbye, brother, I'm sorry."

"No." Sol's eyes were filled with tears. "It's me who should apologize. Thank you for coming to see me."

Loki was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Farewell."

As soon as the words fell, Loki's figure disappeared.

"goodbye."

As soon as Colson opened the door, he heard Thor's voice saying goodbye, "Goodbye? I just came back."

"Sir, someone wants to see him." A bald agent walked in and said.

"Now?" Colson was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Aaron, "Don't mind waiting a little longer!"

"do not mind."

Aaron said nonchalantly, he already knew most of what he needed to know.

The test of the eldest son by the god king, the fight between the elder brother and the younger brother for the throne...a large-scale ethics drama about the struggle for the right to the right of the rightful son, but the second child seems to have a considerable advantage.

The two of them arrived outside the base together, where Eric Selvig was waiting anxiously in the cold wind.

"You mean his name is Donald Blake?"

"Doctor, Dr. Donald Black." Eric emphasized.

"Your colleagues are really dangerous, Dr. Selvig."

"He was very anxious when he learned that you had taken away all our research materials. It was his life's hard work and it was just gone.

You should understand that people will explode when things like that happen, and a huge secret organization like yours comes in with a bunch of thugs in jackboots... That's what he said. "

"That's not what he said, but that's what you must have thought." Aaron complained silently in his mind, not believing a word of Eric's lies.

"This does not adequately explain how he breached our security system."

"Stimulants!" Eric opened his arms, "He really likes fitness."

puff!

Aaron suppressed a smile and didn't let himself make a sound, but he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

He has also been professionally trained and will never laugh no matter how funny it is, but this... he really can't help it!

"Sir," an agent at the computer called.

Coulson and Aaron looked over at the same time, and Saul's identity certificate appeared on the computer screen, with a red warning signal on it.

Falsified information: Donald Blake

Colson turned to look at Eric Selvig, his expression unchanged, "The system shows that he is a doctor of medicine."

"He is." Eric said without thinking, thinking that he had deceived S.H.I.E.L.D. with the forged information, "He used to be a physicist, but later he changed his profession and became a physicist.

Brilliant physicist, he's a great guy who's been through a lot. "

"Colson." Aaron lowered his voice and said, "Follow his request. The water on Mr. Donald Blake is too deep for SHIELD to control."

Coulson nodded. He happened to also want to see what secrets the intruder had. Playing hard to get was a good idea.

"Come with me, Dr. Selvig, and you can take Dr. Black away."

"Thank you very much." Eric breathed a sigh of relief.

Eric followed Colson to the interrogation room and winked at Saul crazily before he entered, "Donny, Donny, Donny, you are here!

You'll be fine, I'll take you home right now. "

Sol also cooperated tacitly. His emotional intelligence was not high, but he also knew that staying silent at this time was the best thing to do.

Coulson watched the departure silently, asking two agents to follow them and report the situation at any time.

"Alas!" Aaron sighed, "Poor Dr. Eric Selvig, he may still be proud that he deceived SHIELD."

"That's not important. Is it time for you to give me an explanation?" Colson said speechlessly, "Because of your suggestion, I allowed an intruder to openly access the hammer."

"I will give you the explanation you want, but you can't let others know." Aaron said as he walked towards the center of the base. "It's best to bring a sedative, otherwise your heart may not be able to bear it."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Colson followed up in confusion.

Arriving at the center of the base, Aaron walked around the hammer twice, smacked his lips and said, "This hammer has a legendary name, Mjolnir, which is Thor's hammer, the exclusive weapon of Thor in Norse mythology."

"What?" Colson was stunned for a moment, "It's not that I don't believe you, but is it too exaggerated that this hammer can be related to mythology?

Is there any evidence to prove it? "

"Yes, it's not evidence." Aaron opened his laptop and found a picture of Mjolnir, "This is the description of Thor's hammer in the Norse mythology storybook.

You can compare it with the actual object in the pit, and you may make some surprising discoveries. "

Coulson frowned, looked at the pictures on the computer, and then looked at Thor's hammer next to him.

After comparing it several times, his expression became weird, "Waltfak!"

After all, there are some differences between the pictures on the computer and the real thing, but many similarities can be seen at a glance. The same style and the eight-image pattern on the surface are very telling.

"Mjolnir? Thor's Hammer?" Colson exhaled slowly, "This should be a myth. Their legends can be traced back to more than 900 AD, which is more than a thousand years ago."

“Colson, your knowledge limits your imagination.

The lifespan of gods is not comparable to that of humans. More than a thousand years is quite long to humans, but not necessarily to gods.

Imagine that in the distant past, Asgardians visited Earth, and the humans who saw them regarded them as gods and passed down their stories as myths. "