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Thor knelt in a dark red ruin, supporting himself on the ground with Mjolnir.

With each breath he exhaled white mist, his blond hair was stuck together with blood and dust, and his armor was covered in charred cracks. The plate on his left shoulder was gone, revealing a bloody, mangled wound that was still sparking with electricity.

He was surrounded by enemies, wearing pale masks, silently encircling him.

“Ether… Jane… is in their hands… I need…”

The sound stopped, and the screen went black.

Tony and Pepper heard nothing, only noticing that Chu Hang's expression changed instantly. His usually somewhat lazy eyes turned cold, radiating a chilling aura.

"What happened?" Tony asked instinctively.

The coldness on Chu Hang's face quickly faded, and he returned to his indifferent expression.

"A friend of mine was in a group fight and was about to lose, so he asked me for help," he summarized simply.

He looked at the two bewildered people in front of him and shrugged.

"I'm going on a business trip. You guys continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air where he stood distorted violently. His figure became blurry and transparent, and then with a soft "pop," he vanished into thin air.

Only Tony and Pepper remained in the studio, along with a smell similar to ozone.

"He... what he said about magic, is it real?" Pepper took a long time to find her voice.

Tony didn't answer. He strode to the holographic control panel, his hands moving rapidly in the air to retrieve the indoor surveillance footage, slowing down the image frame by frame to its maximum.

On screen, Chu Hang's body disintegrated into countless tiny points of light within a fraction of a second. All the points of light collapsed toward an unseen singularity and then annihilated.

“Jarvis,” Tony’s voice was a little hoarse, “record all the spatial fluctuation data from just now, build a new physical model, and pull up all the papers in the database about quantum tunneling, string theory, and multidimensional space conjectures! I refuse to believe he can’t really be a god!”

Tony stared intently at the disappearing dot on the screen, his eyes reflecting both the scientist's frustration and fervor.

He had to figure out what the underlying principle was. This wasn't just a matter of technological advancement; it was a subversion of the very foundations of physics.

Pepper looked at his frantic state, walked over, and gently pressed his hand down.

“Tony, maybe… some things just can’t be explained.”

“No,” Tony shook his head, his eyes resolute, “everything exists according to its own laws, we just haven’t found them yet. The fact that he can do it proves that the path exists. I must find it.”

He pushed Pepper's hand away and plunged back into the massive amounts of data and formulas. He wanted to catch up with that figure who had already reached the pinnacle, in his own way.

With one step, the scene before you transforms from the sunny beaches of Malibu into a desolate world ravaged by war.

The sky was dark green, with two broken moons hanging in the sky.

The air was filled with the strange smells of burnt feathers, ozone, and rusty metal, and it felt dry and astringent when inhaled.

Not far away, Thor was dying.

With each swing of his hammer, he used his last ounce of strength to smash one or two enemies into a bloody pulp. Lightning occasionally struck from the sky, exploding into electric grids around him, temporarily forcing the enemy back.

But there are too many enemies.

They were clad in jet-black armor and wore deathly white masks. They moved swiftly and coordinated perfectly. They did not engage in close combat, but instead spread out at a distance, forming a large encirclement, and calmly fired their uniquely shaped rifles.

The gun didn't fire bullets or energy beams, but rather rotating black singularities that could devour light.

These black dots were deadly. Most of Thor's lightning was absorbed by their armor when it struck them. But these black dots, though slow-moving, would devour everything in their path once they touched them. The ground beneath Thor's feet was now riddled with smooth, round craters of varying sizes.

He had been fighting here for a long time, and his divine power was greatly depleted. His movements had slowed down significantly, and each breath felt like pulling a broken bellows.

A dark elf captain seized the opportunity. He emerged from behind a giant rock, calmly raised his gun, and pointed it at Thor's unsuspecting back.

Thor's battle instincts told him of danger, but his exhausted body couldn't keep up with his brain's reaction. He tried to turn around, but he was a beat too late.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when a figure appeared behind him.

Chu Hang extended his index and middle fingers and pinched the rapidly spinning black singularity.

The raging energy singularity was as docile as a glass marble at his fingertips; all the suction was firmly locked by a force, and could only futilely buzz.

"Hey, Thor." Chu Hang turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Thor, who looked shocked behind him. "Looks like you didn't have a good day."

Before the dark elf who launched the sneak attack could react, Chu Hang had already flicked his finger.

The black dot moved ten times faster than it had come, drawing a straight black line and striking the dark elf in the chest.

Without an explosion or a sound, the dark elf, along with his armor, was compressed into a tiny dot and erased from the universe in a single second.

"Chu Hang!" Thor was both surprised and delighted. He smashed the two enemies in front of him with his hammer, retreated to Chu Hang's side, and leaned against him, panting. "How...how could you be so fast?"

"You're shouting so loudly, it's hard for me not to hear you." Chu Hang's gaze swept over the hundreds of enemies around him, as well as the several scythe-shaped ships landing on the distant horizon, and he asked calmly, "When did the prince of Asgard fall into such a miserable state?"

“They are dark elves! Their leader is Malekith!” Thor, leaning on his hammer and panting heavily, explained quickly, “They’ve come for the Aether! It’s an ancient weapon, liquid, with terrifying power.”

Chu Hang's heart skipped a beat. The Ether was the Reality Gem.

"Where is the thing?"

“In…in Jane’s body!” Thor’s voice was filled with anxiety and regret. “When the Nine Realms merged, she accidentally stumbled into a hidden space and was possessed by the Aether. I brought her back to Asgard, hoping my mother could help, but Malekith still found her. He attacked the palace…my mother was seriously injured protecting Jane! I could only escape here with Jane, trying to draw them away, but…”

Before he could finish speaking, the dark elf legion opposite him had already recovered from the commotion.

All the dark elves, under the commander's orders, simultaneously raised their guns.

Dozens of black dots flew towards the two of them, covering the sky and blocking all space for evasion.

"Watch out!" Thor's expression changed drastically. He raised his hammer, preparing to use his last bit of divine power to withstand the attack.

Chu Hang stepped forward, blocking Thor's path. He raised his right hand.

An invisible barrier unfolded before him.

All the incoming black dots abruptly stopped in mid-air, three meters away from him. They spun wildly, emitting a low buzzing sound, but could not move forward an inch further.

Chu Hang spread his five fingers, then clenched them tightly.

[Space Collapse]

Dozens of black dots hovering in the air were squeezed together by an invisible hand. They devoured and squeezed each other, and finally, with a muffled "poof," all the energy was completely annihilated at the center point, without even a ripple spreading out.

For the first time, the opposing dark elf legion was in genuine turmoil and chaos. This power, beyond their comprehension, instilled fear in them.

"Alright, warm-up's over." Chu Hang stretched his wrists. "Now it's my turn."

His figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he was already in the center of the dark elves' formation.

He stretched out his hand and whispered a single word to the nearest dark elf.

The Law of Force

The molecular bonds, interatomic forces, and strong interactions between quarks within the dark elf's body—the very foundational laws governing his existence—were forcibly shattered in an instant. He silently crumbled from the inside out into billions of dust particles finer than grains of sand.

Then came the second and the third.

Chu Hang's steps were calm and unhurried, devoid of any trace of worldly concern. Wherever he passed, all the dark elves were silently reduced to dust in the same way. This was not slaughter, but rather a precise and efficient purge.

He wasn't running, he was just walking.

A dark elf commander roared, ordering his men to focus fire. A dozen guns were simultaneously aimed at Chu Hang.

Chu Hang didn't even glance at it and continued towards the next target.

The black dots automatically deviated from their trajectory when they were a meter away from his body, shooting into empty space or hitting their own companions.

Panic began to spread.

These battle-hardened soldiers experienced for the first time the meaning of powerlessness. Their weapons were ineffective, their numbers meaningless. The person before them was not an enemy, but a natural law, an irresistible death itself.

They began to retreat, their formation crumbling. Some turned to run.

Seeing the situation was not good, several scythe-shaped ships in the distance immediately changed direction, their engines spewing out a ghastly green flame, trying to take off and escape.

Chu Hang stopped, looked up, and glanced at it.

"Did I let you go?"

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion towards the sky.

The spaceships, which were accelerating wildly, suddenly stopped, as if gripped by an invisible cosmic hand. The engines groaned under the strain, and countless cracks appeared in the sturdy hulls. Then, they began to be slowly crushed and twisted.

The metallic scream pierced the sky.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the spaceships were completely crushed into burning scrap metal in mid-air, trailing black smoke as they crashed to the ground.

The remaining dark elves on the ground completely collapsed. They threw down their weapons and scattered in all directions.

Chu Hang didn't chase after them. He just stood there, watching the fleeing figures, and then raised his other hand.

All the running dark elves froze instantly, frozen in various ridiculous fleeing poses, completely still.

Time seemed to have been paused.

Chu Hang snapped his fingers.

All the frozen dark elves, like their companions whom he had previously pointed at, simultaneously turned into dust that filled the sky.

In less than a minute, the entire battlefield fell completely silent. Only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the ruins remained.

Thor stared in disbelief at the scene, at the man who had effortlessly wiped out an elite legion, and felt his mind go blank.

He knew Chu Hang was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Chapter 126 Aether Particles

The wind blew, stirring up ash from the ground. There was a smell of burnt metal mixed with dust.

Thor stood in the deathly silence, leaning on his hammer. He looked at Chu Hang, his mind a little blank.

Not long ago, on Earth, this man needed his guidance on combat techniques to defeat the Protoss. Now, he has ended a war that he could not win despite his best efforts, in a way that he himself could not comprehend.

That wasn't a battle, it was cleansing. A calm, efficient, and emotionless erasure.

"You... you've gotten stronger again." Thor's voice was dry. He thought for a long time, and that was all he could say. He felt that his pride, along with the glory of Asgard for thousands of years, had been crushed in those few minutes.

"Not bad. I got some exercise." Chu Hang clapped his hands, but there was nothing in them. He stepped forward, his gaze falling on Thor's left shoulder.

There, the armor and flesh had fused together, forming a charred hole that was still crackling with tiny sparks of electricity. The god's self-healing ability was fighting against the dark energy remaining in the wound, causing his divine power to stagnate.

Chu Hang stretched out his finger and touched the wound.