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The celebration banquet was held in a very harmonious manner, after three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes.

Everyone gradually relaxed.

It lasted until two hours later, when the party dispersed.

Except for a few people from the first generation Avengers in the venue.

There are also newly added War Machine and Falcon, former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Maria Hill, and Dr. Zhao Helen who was invited.

and Joyce and Jack, who are both soy saucers.

Several people had already sat together and started drinking and chatting, but it seemed that the discussion was very lively.

"Thor, your hammer is just a trick!"

Clint coughed slightly, making his voice sound very low and hoarse.

"Only those who are qualified can possess this divine power! I am Thor, God of Thunder!"

After imitating his look, Clint himself laughed.

"Stop it, buddy, I think this is a lie!"

He never believed that Thor's hammer could only be picked up by himself. It must be a special little trick.

Hearing his question, Thor raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed twice with some disdain.

He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Mjolnir on the table.

"If you don't believe it, then please do it yourself."

Hearing Thor's words, Clint's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he stood up suddenly and walked to the hammer.

"Hey! Agent Patton! We won't laugh at you if you can't pick it up."

"Oh, how would you know if you don't try it?"

Clint snorted coldly, suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the hammer and lifted it hard.

Disappointingly, he couldn't bring it up at all.

"Man, did you feel our silent laughter?"

"Tony, come on, you must give it a try!"

Joyce, who was smiling as he watched them go to get Mjolnir one by one, bumped into Thor who was sitting next to him.

"Are you so confident that others can't pick up your hammer?"

"Hey, of course! Not everything is qualified!"

Thor looked confident and proud.

Seeing Sol's face, Joyce couldn't help curling her lips.

Isn't this guy too narcissistic?

Is it because you've been with Tony in Avengers for so long?

Ok…

But Mjolnir Tony couldn't pick it up, and the superheroes around him were already instigating the next challenger.

"Did you see it? Your baby moved."

Joyce whispered quietly into the ear of Sol, who had a stiff expression.

"No, it's impossible!"

Thor stared at Mjolnir, with a hint of panic in his eyes, but he still acted calmly.

Steve Rogers!It's you!

"Relax man, look at how nervous you are."

Joyce, who kept teasing Sol, had a playful smile on his face, and even showed a hint of schadenfreude.

Seeing the smile on his face, the muscles on Sol's face twitched violently.

"Oh? Dear priest, do you want to try? A person with such great love as you must be able to lift it, right?"

At this moment, Tony approached Joyce with a smile.

"Me? I'll let it go."

Joyce, who smiled and waved his hand, didn't want to go. This was the home of the Avengers.

"Hey! Now everyone except Black Widow and you have tried it, and she is not willing to give it a try. I think you are the only one who is the most suitable."

Tony grabbed Joyce's arm, winked at him, and pulled him hard in the direction of Mjolnir.

Joyce, who was being dragged by Tony, was not angry. Instead, he followed his strength and stood up next to the hammer, silently sizing it up.

However, the appearance of the top combat power made everyone stop smiling.

After everyone calmed down, Joyce was ready to extend his hand.

"It's actually very easy to pick up a hammer, as long as you are qualified."

After saying this, Joyce held the handle of the hammer.

"Of course, in addition to qualifications, people with absolute strength and the Odin family have no problem picking it up."

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Joyce slowly raised his arm upwards.

Seeing this scene, Tony and Steve couldn't help but swallow.

They were all aware of Joyce's power, and they wanted to see if he could really pick it up.

At this moment, a terrifying sense of oppression came instantly, and everyone present felt their breathing stagnate.

"Wow, what did I see?"

"He actually picked up the hammer!?"

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw Joyce picking up the hammer.

Staring at Joyce with shocked faces, they couldn't help but begin to suspect that they had seen it wrong.

What was even more shocked was Thor, with a heavy look of disbelief on his face.

He knows that Joyce is very strong, but... this shouldn't be the case!

In all these years, apart from Odin and himself, Thor has never seen a third person lift the hammer!

I swung the hammer in my hand. Well, it was quite smooth and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

But when Joyce looked at Sol, he found deep shock in Sol's eyes.

"My old friend, is there anything else you want to say now?"

Joyce looked at Sol teasingly.

"It seems I can rule Asgard?"

He smiled, very brightly, and after playing with it again, he handed the hammer to Thor.

Thor took the hammer and looked at him, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"Okay jojo, you are indeed qualified. Of course, your contribution to Asgard is worthy of your hammer."

He is still talking hard.

In fact, Joyce cheated secretly. He used some other methods to gain Quake's approval.

The first is the deal with Odin.

He once asked Odin a question, whether he could pick up Mjolnir.

And the answer Odin gave him was yes.

Secondly, Joyce summoned the weather forecast and attached it to his body just in case.

After all, as a substitute for spiritual embodiment, it should be a pure energy body.

The combination of the two made him full of confidence.

In this case, Joyce was naturally invincible.

At least no one here can do or discover this.

Of course, he would not tell Thor this kind of thing, it was his own secret.

"Man, I'm going to rule all of Asgard now, Heimdall? Open the Bifrost."

Joyce patted Sol on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

Opportunities to laugh at Thor were rare.

Just when everyone booed Thor.

Suddenly there was a harsh sound that resounded throughout the hall.

"qualifications…"

Mechanical footsteps came slowly from the door, followed by this voice.

Everyone in the hall saw a somewhat broken robot walking into the hall.