Leon took in everyone's expressions.
Thor's humiliation and anger, Tony's fury, Jane Foster's worry, Darcy's excitement.
What a vivid snapshot of life.
Tsk, it's much more interesting than the unchanging banquets in Asgard.
There, he always saw respectful, fawning, or awestruck gazes, without any novelty for thousands of years.
Unlike Earth, it had only been a short time, and things were already getting interesting.
Thor, his foolish younger brother, was still so easily provoked.
However, being able to activate his God-King power in advance also fulfilled his plan, saving him a lot of trouble later.
After all, Odin's education was truly hard to describe, so he, as the elder brother, had to find a way to help his younger brother grow.
As for Tony Stark, his defiant spirit was indeed somewhat interesting.
It's just that this iron shell was still too fragile.
Leon withdrew his gaze, a plan already forming in his mind.
He no longer paid attention to Thor, but instead looked at Tony.
"Mr. Stark."
Leon walked up to Tony, looking up at the iron can that was a head taller than him, a gentle smile on his face.
"It's still the same thing I said earlier: this model of battery isn't very durable; it charges quickly and discharges quickly. It needs improvement."
These words were spoken lightly, but they made Tony's eyelids twitch.
This was mockery!
Naked mockery!
Mocking Tony's masterpiece, which, in his eyes, was nothing more than a battery that needed improvement!
And the charging and discharging of this battery were both controlled by him!
Tony felt a surge of metallic sweetness in his throat.
He forcibly swallowed the blood, taking a deep breath.
"Thank you for your technical support."
"Next time, could you please include a user manual? It would be best to indicate the risks of overloading."
Leon chuckled at that.
"Manual?"
He shook his head, his eyes playful.
"Tony, true geniuses never read manuals."
"They create the rules."
This sentence sounded like praise, yet also like a resounding slap in the face.
Create the rules?
Everyone present knew very well that at this moment, the only one qualified to say such a thing was Leon Odinson.
Tony fell silent.
He found that he couldn't gain any advantage in a verbal confrontation.
Every word from this guy left you with no rebuttal, yet was extremely uncomfortable.
Looking at the speechless Tony, Leon felt the timing was about right.
If he teased him any longer, Tony would probably really lose his temper.
Playing games still required a bit of restraint.
He smiled slightly and turned his gaze to Thor.
"Put your hammer away. Don't throw tantrums everywhere like an overgrown child. If you break other people's things, I'll have to pay for it."
"I..."
Thor looked up, wanting to retort.
What did he mean, breaking other people's things?
He was engaged in a sacred duel!
Moreover, that guy was the one who attacked him first!
But when he met Leon's eyes, the words of rebuttal got stuck in his throat.
He saw a warning.
That's right, it was a warning.
Finally, Thor gritted his teeth and then, under everyone's gaze, silently put Mjolnir away.
The divine artifact that had just been flashing with lightning and destroying the World now looked like an ornament.
Seeing Thor yield, Leon nodded again with satisfaction.
He looked around at the devastated desert.
Everywhere he looked, there were deep pits, scorch marks, and scattered debris.
"Tsk, what a mess."
He frowned in mild disgust.
Then, he crouched down, his right hand glowing golden as he placed it on the ground.
Golden energy surged from his body, beginning to spread outwards like Water.
The next second, a scene that the people present would never forget occurred.
Wherever the golden light passed, the Earth began to writhe and repair itself. (For details, please refer to Old Loki repairing Asgard in the series 'Loki'.)
The deep pits blasted out by the battle were filled with sand as if time were flowing backward.
The scorched marks on the ground also returned to their original color after the faint golden light swept over them.
Even the smoke and dust lingering in the air were erased, becoming fresh.
In just over ten seconds.
The entire battlefield was restored to its original state.
It was as if the battle between gods and mortals had never happened.
"Oh, my God!"
Darcy's phone dropped to the ground again, and again, and again.
She gaped, unable to believe what she was seeing.
If the previous battle between Thor and Tony was a Hollywood blockbuster with special effects.
Then what Leon was displaying now was a miracle.
That's right, it was a miracle!
This was modifying reality!
Jane Foster and Professor Erik were also stunned.
As scientists, they believed in data, in logic.
But everything happening before their eyes had far exceeded their comprehension.
This was no longer science.
This was theology.
No, this had already surpassed the realm of theology.
Was this magic?
Jane's mind constructed various hypothetical models, attempting to explain this phenomenon using quantum mechanics, string theory, or multi-dimensional space theory, but all ended in failure.
She felt her knowledge system was on the verge of collapse.
This was not the first time such a thing had happened; ever since Leon appeared, he had not stopped shocking her.
And Tony's expression was even more bewildered.
His armor system was analyzing the spatial energy fluctuations from that instant.
But the results were still blank.
No particle collisions, no magnetic field changes.
It was as if all of this happened simply because he willed it to happen.
Words become law?
Thoughts become reality?
Tony frowned.
If there were truly many gods like Leon in this World, what would humanity do?
He began to realize that his proud intelligence was becoming increasingly useless.
He had once thought of challenging the gods, of controlling his own destiny.
Now it seemed he was like a child building sandcastles on the beach.
And Leon was the ocean that could stir up monstrous waves at any moment.
He didn't even have the right to resist.
Leon thoroughly enjoyed the ghost-like expressions on everyone's faces.
This was exactly the effect he wanted.
A proper display of strength could save a lot of unnecessary trouble.
This was a type of magic from Asgard, combined with the effects of his energy.
Reshaping the terrain in a small area was quite simple; it just required consuming energy.
But unfortunately, the one thing Leon lacked least was energy.
He clapped the dust from his hands, casually glancing at everyone.
Then, he turned and walked up to the stunned Dr. Jane Foster.
"Dr. Foster."
Leon's face returned to a gentle and friendly smile.
"It seems your boyfriend has brought you some minor trouble."
His tone was relaxed, as if he didn't care about these details.
Jane snapped out of her daze with a jolt.
She looked at this perfect man, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Boyfriend?
Trouble?
These two words sounded so unreal at this moment.
Leon didn't wait for her answer, but instead turned his gaze to Thor and Tony.
One was dejected, awaiting a reprimand.
The other was clad in broken armor, barely able to stand.
"Alright," Leon chuckled softly.
"Today's warm-up is over."
Warm-up?
Hearing this term, Tony almost spat out another mouthful of old blood.
He and Thor had fought to the death, nearly perishing together, and in this guy's eyes, it was just a warm-up?
What kind of scene would a real workout be?
Tony dared not, and did not want to, imagine.
He only felt that the mental trauma he suffered today might be far more severe than the physical injuries.
"Mr. Stark."
Leon didn't look at his complex expression, but spoke to himself.
"I imagine your tower must have some good wine. The sand here is too much for conversation."
He glanced at Thor again.
"Thor, you should also learn the etiquette of Midgard. If you break someone else's things, you should at least buy them a drink, shouldn't you?"
Thor stiffened at the words.
He looked at the tattered Tony and Leon's smile, and finally, he could only mumble his agreement.
"Alright."
Tony's eye twitched.
Go to his tower for a drink?
With this guy who had hammered him half to death?
And he had to pay?
Damn it, what kind of ridiculous development was this?!
Did he think he was an easy mark?!
However, he didn't have time to protest.
Leon raised his hand again and then lightly drew a line in the air.
"Om!"
Space was cut open as if by a sharp blade, and a circular golden energy portal appeared out of thin air before everyone.
On the other side of the door, tall buildings stood, and traffic flowed.
That's right, it was the open-air terrace on the top floor of Stark Tower in New York.
The beach chair Leon had previously reclined on was also faintly visible.
After doing all this, Leon turned to the petrified crowd and made a gesturing motion.
"Let's go, everyone."
His voice was gentle and elegant, with a convincing authority.
"The party has just begun."
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