"Odin, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Thor to complete this task. Or if he doesn't mess it up, it will be a good result. Any Asgardian can do better than him."
Heimdall looked at Thor, who was running around like a bull in New York City, and felt a little worried. The Saiyans were completely different from other aliens that the Aesir had encountered before. He had seen the two Saiyans training. Even the most warlike Kree in the universe were no match for them.
Among the Asgardians, there is absolutely no one who can possess such terrifying fighting power at Kakarot's age, not even Thor.
He even had some doubts that if Thor did not hold the hammer Mjolnir, he might not be able to defeat Kakarot now.
This was a guess that made Heimdall somewhat horrified.
What kind of existence could destroy such a powerful race
"I don't want him to really complete the mission, Heimdall. He can't stay under my wings forever. Heimdall, I believe that the warlike Saiyan will make Thor understand his own weakness."
Odin's face was filled with lingering fatigue. He was becoming increasingly exhausted, something that was almost unimaginable before. Thor's immaturity, impulsiveness, and recklessness made him even more anxious.
Although the Aesir were powerful, they were not invincible in the universe. Their numbers were too small, and their current status was almost entirely due to the strength of Odin, the king of the gods, and his daughter, Hela, the goddess of death.
If Thor doesn't grow up quickly, the decline of Asgard is a foreseeable outcome.
The seal he had placed on his daughter Hela could no longer hold.
Enemies like the Saiyans, though powerful, cannot reach Asgard without the help of the Rainbow Bridge. However, the goddess Hela is very familiar with Asgard and is far more dangerous than the Saiyans.
"I can't guarantee that I can use the Bifrost to save Thor. Even with my eyes, it's hard to catch Broly's movements."
Heimdall paused here and said, "Of course, with the way Thor is acting now, I think it is possible that he returned to Asgard early because he caused too much trouble before he met Broly."
As the person with the best insight in Asgard, Heimdall is not as blindly arrogant and narrow-minded as other Aesir. In the turmoil caused by the two Godzillas, the power erupted by humans is not weak.
"We'll just have to wait and see, Heimdall."
Odin said confidently.
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Amid a burst of sharp horn honks, Thor swaggered across the road and swung his hammer at the drivers who were honking their horns frantically.
Although he often goes on expeditions on behalf of Asgard, the order of the planets he visits is almost always destroyed due to war. Although Asgard's daily life is technologically advanced, the living conditions are almost the same as in the Middle Ages.
The prosperous Earth opened his eyes.
He was always the center of attention in the past, and he didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with the strange looks he received.
He grabbed a passerby and said:
"Hey, do you know where Matt is, Matt from the CIA?"
Asgard is a small country with a small population, almost everyone knows each other, and Thor naturally assumes that the same is true in New York.
"madman!"
The passerby tried to break free in fear, but Thor's hand was like an iron clamp, motionless.
Seeing that he couldn't get to the bottom of the matter, Thor decided to change his target. He stopped almost every pedestrian on the road and asked about Matt.
Before long, news began to spread that a madman had broken into the street, and some people even chose to call the police directly.
A police car appeared on the street with sirens blaring. Two strong police officers, whose uniforms were bulging out of them, got out of the car, vigilantly pulled out their guns and pointed them at Thor.
"Put your hands on your head and squat down!"
They looked at Thor's armor, trying to find an automatic rifle from it.
The citizens who were originally watching immediately distanced themselves, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by stray bullets. In New York, watching the excitement is also risky.
Thor was not a patient man to begin with, and after being rejected and insulted repeatedly, his emotions had become as irritable as a volcano about to erupt.
He waved the hammer in his hand and shouted at the two police officers.
"Are you soldiers from Midgard? Tell me, where is Matt?"
The two police officers' nerves immediately tensed up. In today's America, few people dared to ignore orders from the police like this.
"Put your hands on your head and squat down!"
Those who are brave enough are usually shot to pieces.
If Thor hadn't looked like a white man, he would have been shot dry by the two police officers.
"Don't you Midgard people understand what I'm saying?!"
Thor yelled angrily.
Then he was shot.
The two police officers almost pulled the trigger, and a rain of bullets hit Thor. They must have practiced shooting frequently, and most of the bullets hit the target.
If it were anyone else, only the most outstanding undertaker could have put the body back together, but as a member of the Aesir, Thor simply ignored the direct fire from the pistol.
After the lead bullet hits the skin, it twists and deforms directly and then bounces back.
He ignored the bullets that were directed at him, leaped up, landed behind the two officers, then threw his arms around and picked up the police car they were driving.
As he exerted force with his arms, the reinforced police car began to deform violently and turned directly into a piece of scrap metal.
Throwing the police car aside, Thor held the hammer and pointed it at the nose of a police officer. The electric shock directly turned the police officer into an afro.
Although as New York police officers, they had seen a lot of news about mutants and superhumans, but this was their first time to experience it in person. The two police officers immediately threw away their pistols and raised their hands high.
"What are you doing? Where's Matt?"
Thor felt that the thinking of these Midgard people was simply incredible and incomprehensible to him. Suddenly, a spider silk flew from a distance and stuck to his back.
Then a huge force came along the spider silk, trying to pull Thor into the air.
"Friend, put down that hammer!"
A voice came from above.
Although Thor's brain was not very good, he had a lot of combat experience. Almost at the moment when the spider silk hit his back, he stretched out his arm, wrapped the spider silk around his left arm, and pulled it with all his strength.
The spider silk, which was tougher than steel cables, was suddenly stretched tight, and Peter Parker was caught off guard and was pulled directly from the outer curtain wall of the building to the ground.
"Who are you? Are there multiple races in Midgard?"
Thor looked at Peter Parker in the spider web tights with some confusion.