"Eighty-seven percent, Moretz. The rest are still being evacuated from remote areas." The man in military uniform spoke to Moretz solemnly.

"That's enough. The prize I got from this device, my birthright, a terrifying weapon that makes us unstoppable." Moretz looked at the device in front of him with a bright smile, "We

Going to march down the mountains and cut the country in two, we will."

Suddenly, Moretz's face turned serious, and he no longer smiled like before.

He set his gaze on one place and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Leave here immediately."

The man in military uniform obviously didn't know what Moretz meant when he said this: "Sir?"

"Right away!" As soon as Moretz said these words, the man in military uniform also realized that something was wrong and left the place quickly.

At this time, Moretz was walking slowly among the display cabinets at Tianma Base.

"We are all alone now. It's just you and me. You probably didn't bring any friends. That person who was armed and full of malicious words, or the patriot in red, blue and white uniforms, how did you blend in with them?"

"A god without eternal life? A child without a family? A warrior without a kingdom?"

Moretz said as he walked. No one knew who he was talking to, but Moretz knew it in his heart.

"What if I could solve all this? Give you everything you lost? All you have to do is help me, no matter what, you have to help me, this is your nature." When Moretz said these words, a figure

He directly knocked over the display cabinet and appeared in front of him.

Thor, holding a warhammer, appeared in front of Moretz. He held up the warhammer and shouted angrily at Moretz: "I don't know how you did it? I don't know how you died this time.

Escape, brother. But in the name of our father, Loki, I will."

When Thor said Loki's name, a strange and somewhat invisible smile appeared on Moretz's face, as if he was a little aggrieved.

"Brother?" He spat out this sentence with some doubts.

Finally, the light burst out, and even Thor was stung by the light and couldn't open his eyes.

The Moretz in front of him still looked the same as before. He had already put on another set of clothes.

That is the costume of an Asgardian, a costume of an Asgardian warrior.

"I am not your brother, I am your son. I am Modi, the last Asgardian. Your only god." At this moment, Moretz, no, he should be called Modi.

At this moment, Modi was holding Mjolnir, exuding the brilliance of divine power, looking down at Thor, who had long since lost his divine power.

"Bend down, father. Bending down, surrender."
Chapter completed!