With a hum, as the vast energy stored within the mutated gem disappeared, an invisible force swept across the shaft of the Eternal Spear:.
Instantly, the Eternal Spear: gungnir, which had been trembling and struggling in Michael's hand, immediately became docile.
However, how could Michael end it so simply!
Don't look at the Eternal Spear: being docile now; that's because of the great power of the mutated gem, which made gungnir, with its faint intelligence and not even consciousness, dare not move.
But Michael couldn't guarantee that its faint intelligence would necessarily recognize him as its Master. If it didn't recognize Michael, Michael couldn't unleash the full power of this thing.
So, "mutated gem, modify the rules, directly make gungnir recognize me as its Master, the kind that no one can take away...!"
Michael held the obedient gungnir, communicating with the mutated gem in his mind, making some changes. "And while you're at it, remove that... utterly useless 'doesn't return if it doesn't hit someone' setting! Change it to move with my will, controlled by thought!"
With a hum, an invisible wave flashed, and the energy Michael had stored in the mutated gem instantly vanished completely.
But the result, naturally, was gratifying!
Ineffably, Michael felt a strange connection between himself and the Eternal Spear:, as if it were an invisible arm of his.
With a few thoughts from Michael, the Eternal Spear: radiated joy towards Michael, performing various spear techniques in the air, just like a dagger in Mary's hand.
"Ugh, why did I think of Mary?" Michael scratched his head...
"Intruder!"
A large group of fully armed Asgardian warriors emerged, surrounding Michael.
"Intruder! You actually didn't die at the hands of King Odin!"
Volstagg, with brown hair, stepped out from the crowd, holding a giant axe and pointing it at Michael. "But daring to appear in Asgard again is the biggest mistake you've ever made!"
"Is that so?" Michael's mouth curved into a grin. This guy was a bit much.
Looking at Sif, Fandral, Hogun, and others nearby, all were extremely nervous. How could this guy dare to stick his neck out like this? Was he... but he wasn't green.
"How about we talk when Odin returns?" Michael looked around, and surprisingly, many brave Asgardian warriors subconsciously took a step back.
Michael curled his lips. "This is the Asgardian warriors under Thor compared to the Asgardian warriors during Hela's time, I don't know how many!"
"Huh? Where's that little reindeer?" Michael suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Loki appear when he looked around just now.
At this critical moment, with Odin absent and Thor gravely injured and unconscious, this... second prince of Asgard didn't come out to take charge of the situation.
Didn't this guy know that this was one of his rare opportunities to gain the trust of the Asgardian people?
One must know that because this guy had loved pranks and mischief since childhood, almost the vast majority of people in Asgard disliked him.
This guy's... such a good opportunity to gain prestige, and he didn't come out to take advantage of it. Was he afraid of me?
However, after thinking for a while and not understanding, Michael stopped bothering. Anyway... Loki posed no danger to him.
Except for... illusions, which might make Loki temporarily difficult to distinguish in front of Michael, but Loki's other abilities were completely countered by Michael!
Loki's most proficient soul magic, mind magic, and space magic were all ineffective in front of Michael.
However, Michael, who hadn't discovered Loki's change before, had no way of knowing that Loki had already left Asgard.
"Ignorant intruder! You won't get that chance!"
However, Volstagg didn't give Michael that chance. Holding his giant axe, he leaped into the air and swung it at Michael, shouting, "For the honor of the Norse gods!"
"Damn it, you brainless idiot!"
Sif and the others nearby looked like they wanted to curse but didn't know where to begin, yet they still raised their weapons and charged tragically towards Michael, shouting, "For the honor of the Norse gods!"
"Is this what they call 'you can't *not* fight'?"
Seeing this, Michael helplessly rolled his eyes. "What the hell!"
"Blade Storm!"
Michael didn't waste words. If they wanted to fight, then fight!
With a wave of his hand, a dense shower of crescent-shaped spatial blades slashed towards the surrounding Asgardian warriors!
In an instant, the Asgardian warriors, who thought Michael was an ice-wind magic warrior, were sent sprawling!
Asgard, truly, was sent sprawling!
However, it was at this moment that a strong spatial fluctuation flashed, and a white-bearded, one-eyed old Grandpa, with a chaotic aura and blood at the corner of his mouth, suddenly appeared.
"Your Majesty, the Allfather!"
As soon as Odin appeared, the surrounding Asgardian warriors instantly gathered around him as if they had found their backbone...
The mutated gem cleared... Odin's mental and soul imprints, but Odin didn't escape unharmed!
What level was the mutated gem? Michael simply said "clear," and the mutated gem directly devoured all of Odin's mental and soul power imprinted within the Eternal Spear:. Such damage was no different from having a wisp of his soul extinguished!
Furthermore, Odin had been led by the nose by Michael all along, offending countless Dimension Lords. Although these guys were not Odin's match, there were always some more powerful Dimension Lords that kept Odin busy. Even ants can kill an elephant!
Seeing Odin looking dispirited and with blood still on the corner of his mouth, Michael's eyes darted around. He walked up to Odin, ready to mess with him!
"Old, one-eyed white-bearded man, oh..."
"Is it this golden steel rod you lost, or this silver steel rod, or this gungnir?"
As Michael spoke, two 'golden steel rods' and 'silver steel rods', identical to the Eternal Spear, slowly emerged from the void, leaving the surrounding Asgardian warriors dumbfounded.
[I originally planned to see Spider-Man 2 with Tom Holland today, but something came up and I missed it. What a waste of a movie ticket! Damn!] To be continued: Feilu reminds you: three things to do when reading: collect, recommend.