Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 201 "Hit me where it hurts the most!" (asking for monthly tickets)
"What is he doing on the cliff? Dancing?"

"He should be enjoying the joy of victory!"

"A strange Midgard warrior, a strange way of celebrating."

On the battlefield, the smoke was gradually dissipating and the fierce battle was coming to an end.

From the moment the golden cross was deeply embedded in the earth, those troll soldiers who were once driven by violence and fearless instantly lost all their fighting spirit.

Like a witch's milk that has been drained away, it droops its head listlessly.

The Asgard warriors tied them all up and controlled them without much effort. If nothing unexpected happened, these thousands of troll captives would become the last batch of imprisoned trolls in the history of the Nine Realms, and would spend the rest of their lives in Asgard's prisons as laborers and prisoners.

At this moment, all Asgardians looked towards the top of the cliff.

There, a brave warrior from the atrium turned the tide of the battle with incredible single-handed strength. At this moment, he stood proudly on the corpses of the troll guards and the old priest, cheering loudly and even singing passionate rock music.

In contrast, Thor was kneeling on one knee in the valley, looking at Meowth with anger on his face.

In the past, he only had to swing the Meow Hammer in a certain direction and the hammer would carry him flying, but now all of that was gone. He seemed to have become a brainless strong man with only muscles, without any divine power.

"Get up! Mjolnir!"

Thor roared, "You are the Thunder Hammer that carries the power of Odin. How can you be trapped here so easily?"

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As if sensing Thor's call, the originally dim Mjolnir suddenly flashed with faint lightning, as if struggling to break free from the shackles of the power of faith emanating from the cross.

After a violent struggle, a powerful electric current finally broke through the restraints and once again covered Mjolnir with a dazzling coat of lightning.

Thor was pleasantly surprised and relieved when he saw this.

He swung the hammer again, and like before, it turned into a swirling storm, pointing at Rango on the cliff. The hammer once again took him flying, but the speed was much slower than before.

"Winchesterson!"

His voice did not wake up Rango who was immersed in joy. Looking at Rango's excited figure waking up his arms and shouting, Thor was moved.

During the Nine Realms War, this Midgardian traveled billions of miles to Vanaheim, holding high the great banner of inter-realm humanitarianism and joining Asgard's war against the troll genocide.

After the victory of the war, he was even happier than the prince of Asgard. This selfless and altruistic spirit of internationalism deeply shocked Thor's heart.

"Have fun, warriors of the Midgard!" Thor stepped forward, put his arm around Rango's shoulders, patted his chest vigorously, and shouted excitedly, "We have won the last war of the Nine Realms together!"

Rango turned his head in surprise and looked at the sturdy blond man next to him.

"you are?"

"what?"

"Haha, just kidding."

Rango slapped the guy back twice with equal force. In the future, Thor's fighting power could be called the most powerful Avenger. Just like Teddy said, if one wanted to form cliques in this universe, it was very necessary to have a good relationship with the future God King of Asgard.

"You surprise me, Winchesterson."

There was a lingering shock in Thor's voice, and his wild face was filled with disbelief.

"I can clearly sense the power of God contained in the cross. It not only suppressed the trolls' shaman magic, but also my power as an Aesir was not spared."

"But fortunately."

He raised the lightning-shining Meowth Hammer in his hand, and his tone was full of pride, "Under the protection of my father Odin's power, Mjolnir finally broke free and regained his freedom."

Upon hearing this, Rango smiled slightly and seemed quite indifferent. He did not show too much surprise at the result.

This was his first time using the cross, and he was surprised that it could seal the magic of the troll priest.

As for Mjolnir
If this cross can seal even Odin's divine power, then why would he bother traveling through the world to look for partners? He can just carry this thing and take a group of angels to clear the map.

In the blink of an eye, thanks to Rango's deliberate attempt to make friends, the two people who had just met for only a few minutes were already chatting and laughing, and were hugging each other.

After they reached the valley, Thor could not wait to introduce Rango to his companions, and he took it upon himself to take Rango, a mortal, back to Asgard to celebrate.

Through his introduction, Rango also met the so-called Three Warriors of Asgard, the swordsmanship master Fandral, the Asgardian lion Volstagg, the brave Hogun, and a woman named Sif.

"Uh"

Rango didn't know what to say for a moment. The titles of the two previous people were obviously more intimidating than the other, but when it came to Hogan, it was as if he suddenly couldn't think of anything and just gave him the prefix "brave".

And why are there four of the Three Warriors?
Rango didn't know if this was a counting method unique to Asgard, so he didn't dare to ask more.

"And this one."

Thor raised his finger and pointed at the black-haired man in the green robe, but before he could speak, Loki smiled and took the initiative to step forward and introduce himself.

"Son of Odin, god of lies and trickery, god of mischief, the greatest shapeshifter in the Nine Realms - Loki Odinson!"

"uh-huh."

Rango forced a smile, then coughed lightly and introduced himself in the same way: "Retired dream stealer, patron saint of the New York History Museum, leader of the cabin in the woods, master of the little yellow devil, supreme enemy of the ancient gods, traveler across time and space, god who summons all things - Rango Winchester!"

"OK." Loki was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively, "It seems that your identity is not simple."

"Just something I said casually."

"Hehe." Loki chuckled a few times, his eyes unconsciously glancing towards the golden cross standing on the ground in the distance.

The power of the cross not only made the magic of the deceased troll priest vanish, but even his proud spells became ineffective the moment it was inserted into the ground.

Obviously, this guy named Rango is definitely more than just a simple Atrium person.

At the same time, Rango was telling Yumi to put the mysterious cross back into her grimoire.

Just like McQueen's bottomless stomach, Yumi's magic book also records many empty void worlds, which can be used as storage places for items.

Afterwards, Rango introduced Teddy and other partners to Thor and others one by one.

Because of their performance on the battlefield, the Asgardians were very polite to Yuumi and McQueen. When Teddy appeared in front of everyone, Thor couldn't help but blurt out in surprise: "Oh, you also have a little rabbit as a pet?"

"Shut the f*ck up, open your bloated eyes and see clearly, I am a bear!"

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Thor was stunned by the scolding. What a fierce brown rabbit.

"Ahem. That's it, Thor."

Rango coughed lightly and looked at Thor sincerely, "I am honored to fight alongside you, but the war is over, and it is time for me to leave."

"You're leaving?" Thor immediately grabbed Rango's arm and said seriously, "You just helped me, son of Odin, win this crucial battle. You must go back to Asgard with me and enjoy the glory of a hero!"

"Hmm," Rango pursed his lips slightly, deliberately showing embarrassment: "But I heard that Asgard is the kingdom of gods, and only the Aesir can go there. Besides, I still have things to do on Earth."

"Hahaha, don't worry about such little things."

Thor patted his shoulder generously and said, "You are the key to our victory in this war. My father admires warriors like you the most. And when we are done celebrating, I will ask Heimdall to take you back to Midgard on the Rainbow Bridge, right?"

He didn't know what he was thinking about, his eyes sparkling with anticipation, "In a few days, my father will announce the candidate for the new God King. As my good friend, you must attend this event and watch the ceremony live!"

Hmm? We're friends now?

Rango and Teddy exchanged glances, then stopped refusing and agreed readily.

The battlefield was filled with laughter again. Thor was immersed in the fantasy of becoming the King of Gods, and even planned to award Rango the honor of "The First God of War in Midgard".

But in this joyful atmosphere, Loki's face looked a little gloomy.

As Odin's son, although he knew that it was unlikely for him to inherit the throne, he still felt a little unhappy. Thor's bragging sounded extremely harsh to him.

However, no one noticed his emotions at the moment, only Rango occasionally glanced at this guy.

After the conversation was over, Thor gathered everyone in a circle, raised his Meowth Hammer, and shouted to the sky:

"Heimdall!"

The next second, a dazzling rainbow beam of light suddenly shot up into the sky, like a bridge connecting heaven and earth, enveloping Rango and all the surrounding warriors, and teleporting them from Vanaheim to Asgard.

On this transmission track, Rango looked curiously at the colorful barriers around him. He remembered that there was a scene in the movie where Thor and Loki were hit by this colorful barrier by their sister, the goddess of death Hela, while riding on the Rainbow Bridge. Finally, they passed through the space-time wormhole and drifted to a planet called "Sakaar".

Thinking of this, he moved towards the middle. The flow of time on the planet Saka was very fast. One day inside might be equivalent to hundreds of years in the outside world.

If I get there, maybe just as I arrive, the original world will have gone through a one-year cycle and been destroyed by the ancient gods.

Speaking of which, this Rainbow Bridge seems to be a very powerful star-destroying weapon.
"Winchesterson!" Thor's voice interrupted Rango's thoughts. He looked at Rango curiously, "I noticed that you seemed unusually excited after defeating the troll priest. Is there any personal grudge between you two?"

"No." Rango shook his head immediately, "I'm just happy that I can help the righteous side eliminate the evil enemies."

After hearing this, Thor nodded heavily, and became more convinced that the man next to him was an upright warrior.

At this moment, when no one was paying attention, Rango secretly glanced at his wrist, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After absorbing the extraordinary power of thousands of trolls, his body's system was once again filled with energy.

How could he not be excited when he was able to start another summoning not long after arriving in the new world?

"By the way, Thor"

Rango suddenly thought of something and asked, "Come to think of it, I still don't know why you started a war with the trolls."

"Because they deserve to die."

"Uh, no other reason?"

"To demonstrate the power of Asgard?"

".All right."

Rango sighed helplessly. These three views were not much different from the previous world.

Asgard.

The fairy palace towers into the clouds, like a huge castle carved out of pure gold, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

At this time, deep in Asgard, in the vast hall, Rango was being received by Asgard's supreme ruler, Odin, the god of the sky.

Odin's image is exactly the same as described in the legend. Under his head of silver hair is a deep single eye, revealing the wisdom and vicissitudes accumulated over the years.

Although he sat quietly on the throne, the majestic aura emanating from his body oppressed everyone present like a physical entity. Even Rango, who was hundreds of meters away, could clearly feel the majesty and power from the Asgard gods.

Odin looked at the man surrounded by cats and bears below him. After a long moment, he spoke curiously, "Thousands of years ago, there was a strong man named Apocalypse in the atrium. He possessed unimaginable divine power and suppressed an era with an iron fist. He was known as the 'God of Mutants'."

The old God King's voice was deep and powerful. "When you appeared in Vanaheim, I watched your fight, Rango. Are you a mutant too?"

Rango was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and nodded to confirm: "Yes, Your Majesty, I am a mutant from the atrium."

Odin nodded, not surprised by Rango's answer.

It is almost impossible to have any other explanation for a Midgard person without divine power to display such amazing strength except that he is a mutant.

In the following conversation, Odin showed great interest in everything in the atrium, and Rango was also happy to share his experiences and knowledge. The conversation between the two was relaxed and pleasant, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

When Rango walked out of Asgard, Thor and his group had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Winchesterson"

"Call me Rango."

Rango smiled helplessly and said, "In the atrium, this is how we call our friends."

"Okay Rango."

Thor and others took him for a walk and talked, and when they arrived at the destination, Rango was stunned.

This place is actually like a Colosseum.

"Why did you bring me here?" Rango was puzzled. He thought this guy was going to arrange a place for him to stay.

"fighting!"

Thor waved Mjolnir excitedly, "I've seen you fight the trolls, you're even stronger than I thought. Rango, before I take you to your grave, let's have a good fight first!"

Hearing this, Rango looked at the others helplessly and found that even the three warriors of Asgard were looking at them expectantly.

Well, as expected of a bellicosous Asgardian.

In desperation, Rango's eyes began to shine red, and he said to Thor seriously: "Are you sure, Thor? Even if we are friends, I will not show mercy."

Thor was wrapped in lightning and responded fearlessly: "Come on, friend! Let me see your true strength! Hit me where it hurts the most!"

"Ok."

Rango narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "The Sif you have a crush on has never liked you."

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(End of this chapter)