"What a loss!"
This was Mephisto's first reaction when he saw Cul being instantly obliterated by a single finger descending from the sky.
Not only did his plan to use Cul to deal with the Ancient One and Lucas fall through, the fear energy he had added to Cul, and the promise of a single strike he received for releasing him, were also gone.
"Who is he? Who is the master of that glowing white finger that killed Cul?"
This was Mephisto's second reaction.
Although the Multiverse is infinitely vast and holds countless possibilities, Gods like Cul are considered strong within the Multiverse and can move freely within the Multiverse.
Gods of a higher level rarely involve themselves in worldly affairs, seldom personally intervening in matters within the Multiverse. Typically, they dispatch apostles to carry out their will.
The Vishanti, for example, allow the Sorcerer Supreme under them to guard reality.
But that finger just now clearly indicated that a higher-level God had personally taken action.
"They won't come looking for trouble with me, right?"
This was Mephisto's third reaction.
He had made some disguises when he was transmitting energy to Cul. Normally, ordinary methods wouldn't be able to track him. Even if they did, he wouldn't be afraid. But the appearance of that finger clearly made things extraordinary.
"No, I must prepare for the worst."
Without hesitation, Mephisto immediately activated Hell's defensive array, sealing all entry and exit passages of the entire dimension, temporarily severing Hell's connection with other Universes, and placing the entire Hell in a silent state.
This way, those outside Hell would lose Hell's coordinates and would be unable to arrive directly by teleportation, only by flying through the Superflow.
But Mephisto still felt it wasn't safe enough. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth.
"Strategic relocation!"
He wasn't afraid of the master of the finger. He was merely trying to preserve Hell's vital forces.
As for the loss of the right to guide souls from these Universes' life Planets, Mephisto no longer cared.
"Where there's life, there's hope."
Having made up his mind, Mephisto no longer hesitated. His scarlet power surged, communicating with Hell.
Rumble!
Hell trembled, and a moment later, like a spaceship, it slowly began to accelerate and move. Finally, it headed in one direction towards the Superflow.
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"You guys said that was Lucas? The master of that finger is Lucas?"
Seeing Cul flee, Thor, who was about to help Loki up, heard Gwen and Wanda muttering to themselves and couldn't help but ask.
Gwen said, somewhat unsure, "It should be Lucas. Not long ago in the Dream Dimension, I saw him use a similar move, also a very large thing descending from the sky. But that time it wasn't a finger, but a palm."
The battle over, Tony stepped out of his armor.
"It was Lucas, I saw him. When we were fighting just now, he should have been watching from the sky the whole time. When I fell, Jarvis just happened to capture a shot of him extending a finger and poking downwards."
"Moreover, he told me before that he would only act when we encountered an opponent we couldn't handle."
Clap!
"That makes sense then." Thor clapped his hands, suddenly enlightened.
"No wonder Lucas didn't appear when we were fighting earlier."
Thor accidentally let go of his hand, and Loki was unlucky, falling to the ground.
"Thor, if you don't want to help me, you can find someone else." Loki said faintly.
"Oh, sorry, brother."
Thor bent down and helped Loki up again, handing the weakened Loki to a nearby guard and instructing the guard to take him away for treatment.
In the battle against Cul just now, only Loki and Hulk suffered direct attacks from Cul in its full glory.
Loki took a kick and was severely injured.
Hulk was slammed a few times, but then he was fine as if nothing had happened.
Perhaps, this is the difference between a mage and a tank.
"It seems the battle should be over."
Seeing the surrounding sea monsters suddenly lose their combat power and retreat chaotically into the ocean, Thor knew that Cul had lost control of these sea monsters.
Although he didn't know if Cul had escaped, or been killed or captured by Lucas, at least, Asgard's battle had come to an end.
"Everyone, go back and rest for a while. Afterwards, Asgard will hold a celebration ceremony for you."
Thor greeted Earth's Super Heroes who had come to assist, instructed the guards to take them to rest, and made sure they were well taken care of.
Afterwards, he went alone to the hall to report the results of the battle to his father and mother.
Although, most likely, they themselves had been following the war and were well aware of the outcome.
...
Odin stood by the window, overlooking Asgard below. His single eye constantly moved, taking in the panoramic view of Asgard, observing carefully.
Below, the dense golden buildings were not affected by the coastline battlefield. In fact, most Asgardians were unaware of the battle that had just taken place on the coast.
While the coastline battlefield was in full swing, it was still a scene of peace and prosperity.
Odin was very satisfied with this.
As the King of Asgard, he had once again protected the peace of Asgard.
The only flaw was that the huge finger descending from the sky was too ostentatious and obvious, causing some commotion.
And, who was the master of this giant finger?
The Celestials?
Although their bodies are huge, they are not so exaggerated that one finger is comparable to the entire Asgard.
Or, other unspeakable Elder Gods?
It seemed to be a friend, not an enemy.
Thump... Thump...
Without turning around, Odin could hear that these were the footsteps of his eldest son, Thor.
"Thor, this time, you and Loki did very well. You protected the peace of the Nine Realms, and you protected the peace of Asgard."
"Father, this is what we should do." Thor's voice was flat, even a little dejected.
Normally, Odin's praise would excite him. But now, he had just lost his mjolnir and was in grief.
"Thor, you just repelled a powerful enemy, why are you so dejected?" Odin heard the dejection in Thor's voice and asked.
"Father, mjolnir is broken."
Mentioning the shattered mjolnir, Thor's dejection could no longer be suppressed in his tone.
Odin withdrew his gaze from overlooking Asgard below and looked at Thor.
"What kind of God are you? The God of Hammers, or the God of Thunder? That hammer only helps you control your power, gathering it onto the hammer. It was never the source of your power."
"Thor, my son. You faced a powerful enemy invasion, fought bravely, and protected Asgard. I am proud of you. But seeing you so dejected now, I am very unhappy."