Marvel's Superman

"Dude, which one are you going to pick?"

Thor glanced at the chubby Thor and told him to choose his opponent first.

Eight Worthy, except for Juggernaut, who took the lead in being defeated, and the Absorbing Man, who was blasted to the ash with one punch.

Right now, there were still six people left in the group.

Most of them were third and fourth-tier villains or criminals with little popularity.

On a normal day, vigilantes like Iron Fist, Daredevil, and The Punisher could solve them, and there was no need to dispatch the Avengers at all.

It was different now. They had been chosen to become Worthy from the favor of the hammers of fear.

With how the powerful strength was easily attained, the price was trivial.

For example--

Self-awareness.

This was very important in the eyes of many people.

But it was worthless for others.

"The big green guy! I've got a score to settle with Hulk!"

The chubby God of Thunder was furious. He couldn't forget how he was hit by the hammer and flew into outer space.

At least, they fought side by side in Sakaar and formed a deep friendship.

Why was it, when he returned to Earth, he didn't even show mercy?

What's more, Hulk even slammed him back and forth!

This was a treatment only Loki deserved!

"Hulk swore that he would never do that to me!"

Fatty Thor looked like a grouch. He fought the Hulk on Sakaar's arena in an alternate universe.

The big green guy beat himself up in the same way he did Loki.

Later, Thor asked Banner to keep it a secret and told Hulk not to do that again.

Being tossed around like noodles was a humiliating thing!

"I'll take the two next to him too."

Chubby Thor said so as he gallantly lifted his Stormbreaker.

If you ignore his beer belly, he really looked like a god.

"Then I'll take the other side. We'll see who's faster."

Thor firmly gripped his Mjolnir, looking confident.

Not only was Iron Man strengthened, but he also received the blessings of the gods.

The mighty battle armor was laced with wisps of electric light.

Like a cannonball, Mjolnir ripped through the air and cold atmosphere, bringing up a strong gust of wind.

Boom!

A terrifying blast rang out across the ice field.

The owner of the Hammer of Skirn was caught unaware.

Snap!

One left arm was broken off at the shoulder and reduced to a crumbling mass of flesh.

The Worthy let out a bitter cry of pain but didn't retreat.

He took a giant step forward and slammed into Thor with his war hammer.

It was a fierce, aggressive force!

Bang!

The ice cap collapsed and shattered downwards, sending large chunks of ice up and over like waves.

Undaunted, Thor swung his hammer.

Mjolnir collided with the hammer of fear, one silvery-white, the other ghostly green.

These two extreme colors clashed and mixed with each other, bursting with endless destructive power.

Within a few kilometers, the entire area became a field of lighting.

A thunderous plasma that could melt everything, overflowing and scattering, scaring people away.

"Eat this!"

"Destroy!"

The master of the Hammer of Nerkkod, Breaker of Oceans, and the new master of the Hammer of Mokk, both Worthy, also joined the fray.

An eerie green glare kept flashing!

It was an explosion of energy!

With three against one, Thor's situation wasn't optimistic.

He was a bit vulnerable, switching from attacking to defending, and his boldness was stifled.

The three hammers of fear came down in unison, unleashing a massive torrent of energy that drove Thor back.

He gripped Mjolnir, and thunder descended from the dark clouds.

Like a hard rock in the heart of the river, he stood firm against the onslaught.

The two sides were in a stalemate.

On the other side.

The fat God of Thunder wasn't doing too well either.

Despite all the bravado, facing the Hulk was easier said than done.

The Hulk was always angry, and this extreme emotion was magnified by the hammer of fear.

This also meant that he was stronger than usual.

Once this fierce green beast released his anger, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Smash!"

Banner's consciousness was suppressed to the very corners of his mind.

With great force, the Hulk swung his hammer high in the air.

Boom!

The ice field shook!

Crack! Crack!

The solid ice cracked, and the terrifying power conducted along the ice even caused the fat God of Thunder to pale.

He flew into the air and dodged the Hulk's fierce and powerful blow.

He took advantage of the situation, and his Stormbreaker pulled his body straight down.

Since the incident with Thanos, that is, the one time he failed to kill, Thor had become a beheading maniac.

Whenever he encountered an enemy, he would always go for their heads.

"Smash!"

The Hulk roared, and the sound waves swept through the air. Circles of substantial lines could be seen.

Let the rapidly falling chubby God of Thunder, like falling into glue, slightly slow down for a moment.

"Death to Asgard's Thor!"

An extremely sinister laugh rang out.

An atmospheric blast of air from the hammer of fear struck the chubby Thor.

The power was strong enough to send Thor flying backward like a cannonball.

He broke through an iceberg, and his whole body was firmly embedded in the ice.

"The situation doesn't look good."

He saw that Iron Man was about to go over to support him when Cul swung his hammer and knocked him down from the sky, leaving a long trail of flames.

The other superheroes also tried to help.

But the army of the dead surrounded them like a tidal wave, blocking their way.

Cul's eyes looked indifferent, but his behavior appeared to be saying that no one should interfere with the battle.

"Sorcerer Supreme, are you not going to make a move?"

Strange was anxious. If this continued...

The two Thors were likely to get a beating from the Worthy and lose again.

Maybe, they wouldn't even get a chance to see Cul's face before they died under the hammers of fear.

It looked like the Avengers wouldn't be able to recover from the disadvantage too.

Strange pondered over this but eventually turned his attention to Luke.

A man who could defeat Odin was equivalent to an important weight that could break the balance.

"I'm waiting."

Luke's expression was slightly more serious, no longer appearing relaxed.

With his Super Vision, he couldn't break through the shroud of fear to see the true face of the tall figure.

However, the horrible aura from the other party, as well as the divine power of fear covering the surface of the body...

He could tell!

This was a terrible opponent who wasn't inferior to Odin. It was even younger, even better than Odin.

"Is there such a person on Earth?"

Luke's brows slightly furrowed as a ball of pure white light gathered in his hand.

Just like making a phone call, he was going to contact Vishanti.

If his guess was right, they had to raise his salary!

Otherwise, he would lose too much!

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At the same time, the tall figure in the Kingdom of Fear seemed to have sensed something.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the dark green flames of light dominated his mind.

The Serpent's voice, like a loud bell, echoed over and over.

"Worthy... destroy ... everything?"

A raspy voice rang out, like rusty iron scraping against each other.

"My name ... is...?"

The man looked as if he had lost his memories. He tried to recall them but got nothing.

Under the negative influence of the divine power of fear, it was difficult for any man to concentrate.

"Robert ... my name is Robert."

After a long silence, in the deepest part of the Kingdom of Fear, there was a whisper.

"Robert Reynolds ... No! I'm not that coward!"

The man shook his head. A glint of confidence rose in his eyes.

The terrifying aura was like a volcano erupting, breaking away from the green flames wrapped around his body.

"I'm the Sentry! The invincible Sentry!"