Paladins of Asgard

Looking at these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, Carl's thoughts turned sharply, he quickly made a decision, turned around and ran.

After all, he is a fugitive no matter what, and he still holds such conspicuous things as the Peerless Blade and the Mind Scepter in his hand, S.H.I.E.L.D. will definitely not let him go.

"Stop!" Coulson shouted, and hurriedly led someone after him.

But the two sides were quite a distance away. Seeing that Carl was about to flee to the sports car not far away, they immediately pulled the trigger and shot.

"Bang bang bang!"

Carl turned into a man of steel in time, blocked the bullet, and continued to run desperately to the car.

Seeing this, Coulson took out a component shaped like a silencer from his pocket, quickly assembled it on the pistol, and fired again.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, but instead of a bullet, it shot a thin line of laser light.

The laser came in an instant and penetrated Carl's thigh, causing him to cry out in pain and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

"What is this?" An agent looked at Coulson's pistol curiously.

Coulson removed the pistol component he had just installed, and a bullet fell from it: "It's an immature gadget that converts the kinetic energy of a bullet into a laser, but it looks pretty good."

"I want to make one too!"

"Do business first." Coulson walked to Carl first.

Karl gasped sharply. He heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, then he gritted his teeth, fought violently, and slashed at Coulson with a peerless blade.

Coulson was well prepared. As a battle-hardened agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., his fighting skills were naturally better than most people's, and he grasped the hilt of the peerless blade.

However, Carl's strength was amazing, and Coulson was far inferior. He was immediately retreated by a violent earthquake, and the blade almost cut his face.

Looking at the peerless blade in front of him, Coulson instantly broke out in cold sweat.

Intuition tells him that this thing can definitely cut his head like a tomato.

The other agents hurriedly joined the battle, and with the combined efforts of several people, Karl was immediately restrained.

Coulson grabbed Carl from behind, and the others grabbed his limbs.

"Do you still want to run?" A tall and mighty black agent snatched the Peerless Blade from Carl's hands.

However, at this moment, the situation changed suddenly.

Seeing that he was in a desperate situation, Carl, who was a desperado, immediately felt the ruthlessness in his heart!

Even if I die together, I will never be captured!

He turned into a body of steel, grabbed the peerless blade that had just been snatched by the black agent, and then stabbed him directly.

The body of steel could not stop the peerless blade in the slightest, and the sharp blade easily passed through his chest, followed by Coulson, who restrained him from behind!

"Colson!" Several agents were shocked.

With all his strength, Karl took this opportunity to break free, took a few steps with his mind scepter and ran to the nearby car, slammed on the accelerator and ran.

He was seriously injured now, and while driving, blood poured out of his mouth and nose uncontrollably.

But with his unusual body and a strong desire to survive, Carl stepped on the accelerator to the end, endured the injury, and fled at full speed for a while before he couldn't bear it, and fell on the steering wheel and passed out.

The sports car then lost control, collided with the rocks on the side of the road, and rolled over to the ground.

Probably because God favored people, a black car stopped here within a few minutes of the accident.

A few men in black got off the car. The leader was a middle-aged man with a monocle and a deep temperament. He walked near the absorber and noticed the psychic scepter on the ground almost at a glance.

He leaned over and picked up the psychic scepter, looking at the blue light at the top of the scepter, a little bit of frenzy flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he turned his head and asked, "Is this person dead?"

"Not yet, Baron Strucker." The subordinate replied, "What shall we do with him?"

Baron Strucker said, "Take it back."

"Yes."

The subordinates carried Carl to the car, while Strucker stood up and looked at the psychic scepter in his hand again with satisfaction: "It's a worthwhile trip, haha!"

"Long live the Hydra!" He raised his scepter and shouted, like a fanatical believer.

The others also shouted, "Long live the Hydra!"

……

In the quiet and tense operating room.

Coulson was lying on the operating table, motionless, and several people in white coats were busy around, talking in a low voice.

A few hours later.

"How is it?" Nick Fury asked, holding his forehead, his tone gloomy.

Coulson is a subordinate and friend he attaches great importance to, and it is difficult for him to accept such a scene.

The doctor shook his head: "We've done our best, but the situation is still very dangerous, and it's very likely that we won't survive tonight."

Nick Fury was silent for a long time.

After a while, he took a deep breath: "Use GH325."

"This technology is immature and may not be effective, and..." the doctor hesitated.

Nick Fury interrupted him, saying, "He has to survive, understand?"

The doctor had to agree and nodded.

……

On a balcony in the Golden Palace, Odin and Thor stood in front of the railing, talking while looking at the night view of Asgard.

The content of the conversation was mainly Thor's human experience.

There is no doubt that, compared to the long life of more than a thousand years, the existence of Donald Black's identity is extremely short, and he did not even complete high school.

But the impact on Thor is obvious. Anyone can feel that Thor, who has been in the world for a while, has become a lot more stable after returning. He is no longer so impulsive and competitive, and he starts to think about the consequences of doing things.

Odin was very pleased with this, but he couldn't help but say: "Son, I feel that you have been too wasteful for more than a thousand years."

Thor smiled awkwardly.

Indeed, compared with the changes brought about by this short experience, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has lived on a dog in the past thousand years of his life.

After all, Thor's life is too smooth. He is born with courage and lives under the protection of Odin. He has not had any troubles and difficulties for a long time~www.NovelMTL.com~ There is almost no need to consider any consequences, and it is naturally easy to develop Stunned personality.

Donald Black, on the other hand, was an orphan, crippled, bullied since childhood and had to think twice about doing anything.

For Donald, thinking about the consequences is a fundamental survival skill, just like a fish must be able to breathe underwater. In his view, Thor's behavior is basically mentally retarded.

Therefore, after returning to the realm of the gods, Thor always felt that he was a bit refined.

Because from time to time the idea that Donald has always insisted on pops up in his mind: Thor is mentally retarded...

Then suddenly realized that he was Thor.

"Father, there is one more important thing." Thor said suddenly, seeming a little shy, "I... I fell in love with someone on Earth."

"Jane Foster?"

Thor was startled, he didn't expect Odin to know the name.

Odin said lightly, "Rowe and Heimdall told me."

Thor nodded suddenly, then continued deliberately: "That... I want to bring Jane back to Asgard."

Odin frowned immediately: "Do you want to marry her?"

"...Yes," Thor admitted.

Odin said: "She's a mortal, do you know what that means? When you have just passed one percent of your life, she has become an old man."

"I know, but I really like her," Thor said.

Odin pointed to his nose: "Do you like it?"

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