The Sensual Thunder God, Online Gua Sha!

"Warning! Massive energy reaction detected!"

"Warning! Massive energy reaction detected at the base!"

The sudden alarm jolted everyone into alertness.

Those who had been fixated on the screens finally noticed something unusual with Thor.

"Thor… your eyes!" Skye pointed out with concern.

"I feel… my power seems to be returning?" Thor muttered, bewildered, as he gazed at his hands.

He then raised his right arm high. The enchanted hammer, Mjölnir, flew to his hand instantly.

Restoring his godly powers, Thor not only regained his strength but also donned new battle armor.

"Now! I should have the ability to stop this misfortune!"

"Father!"

"I understand… My power is meant for protection, not for war!" Thor looked up at the sky and murmured.

With his restored divine power and newfound confidence, Thor addressed the astonished crowd: "Everyone! I'm going to stop this unjust war and rescue those who deserve saving!"

After speaking, Thor broke through the ceiling and shot into the sky, transforming into a streak of lightning as he headed towards New York.

Skye, coming back to her senses, watched the departing Thunder God in amazement.

"This guy… Why does he suddenly look so cool? He's almost catching up to our leader's level."

Colson, nearby, twitched slightly at her comment. Now he understood why this woman had advanced further than he had. With such flattery skills, she outshone him tenfold. He had to admit it.

On the Battlefield in New York...

Watching Natasha, who was still running towards the little girl amidst the tremors, Ethan took out his satellite phone to contact the New York Foundation base.

"Send people over to evacuate the civilians! Rescue as many as you can. After all… preventing humans from being harmed by containment objects is our Foundation's duty."

Hmm!

Ethan wouldn't admit he was moved by that foolish woman.

Humans are complex creatures. They rarely show empathy, but it's also easy for them to feel it.

Like right now.

Meanwhile, SCP-682, currently being pummeled by the four-armed Hulk, was reduced to a battered mess.

Hulk's rage was so intense that his power was beyond numerical description.

"This lizard beast should be dead now, right?"

Looking at the flattened SCP-682, both the on-site observers and those watching on screens had the same thought.

Perhaps exhausted or thinking 682 was dead, Hulk, after his rampage, tossed 682 away and looked sorrowfully at the nearby ruins.

When a person reaches extreme anger, their body instinctively enters self-destruct mode, which is why people can literally die from rage.

Despite being reduced to a pulp, SCP-682 didn't lie down for long. Within seconds, it got up again nonchalantly.

This time, SCP-682 opted for a ranged attack!

682 began to accumulate nuclear energy in its mouth, spewing atomic breath.

The unprepared Hulk was hit directly, with the continuous atomic breath burning his skin.

Under the relentless atomic breath, Hulk struggled to protect his vital areas with his four arms.

The battle between the two lasted a full two minutes.

Eventually, SCP-682 was the first to retreat, choosing to stop its energy output.

Hulk was also suffering, his four arms showing bones, with a slow recovery rate.

Through the ongoing battle with Hulk, SCP-682 had unknowingly evolved a disruption healing ability.

Seeing that the cause of the catastrophe was still alive, Hulk, now even more excited, approached 682 again.

He wanted to kill this monster a thousand times! Ten thousand times to vent his anger!

682, in its upright form, also abandoned ranged attacks and opted for close combat once more.

The battle resumed.

Finally reaching Natasha and the little girl, Natasha picked up the crying child and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, child! Your mother is sleeping. Come with me; it's too dangerous here…"

"Watch out!"

A bystander shouted loudly.

A huge concrete slab was hurtling towards Natasha's location.

If hit, even Captain America would be flattened, let alone Black Widow, who had only a weakened super-soldier serum.

"Troublesome woman!" Ethan snorted, summoning SCP-307, the Carnivorous Ivy.

307 grew rapidly and wrapped around the falling concrete slab, securing it. It didn't stop there; it continued to grow, entwining the swaying building.

After saving Black Widow, Ethan scolded, "Next time, gauge your abilities! There are many heroes in this world; we don't need you to sacrifice yourself!"

Seeing Ethan, who was genuinely concerned but pretended to scold her, Natasha smiled brightly and playfully said, "Got it, my esteemed leader!"

"That's good. Don't let it happen again!"

Ethan nodded expressionlessly.

"Get out of here quickly! This building won't hold for long."

The ground continued to shake. Ethan knew that even with SCP-307 reinforcing the crumbling building, it was futile.

The building's collapse was just a matter of time.

After rescuing the little girl, Natasha returned to her plane. The Foundation had arrived to provide support.

Ethan advised Natasha to leave, as her strength, though superior to that of ordinary people, was insufficient in the face of such colossal beings.

"Go back for now. It's going to become hell here, and your presence will only distract me."

After sending Black Widow off, Ethan directed the Foundation to continue rescuing survivors amidst the disaster.

Saving those survivors in front of the whole world not only boosted the Foundation's reputation but also added to his legendary value.

Although it was tough, it was definitely worth it.

Thor, arriving at the battlefield, noticed that the little girl was no longer in the area and saw a group of people in Foundation-logo attire. He sighed in relief.

For the first time, he felt some recognition for the Foundation.

As for the U.S. government?

Sorry, what was that?

A country that can't even protect its own citizens wasn't worth his regard!

"Let me end this war!"

Thor raised Mjölnir high into the sky, and lightning continuously struck it, soon enveloping it in brilliant electrical light.

Boom!

With the thunderous force of the storm, Mjölnir fell with a mighty blow.

SCP-682, currently engaged in battle with Hulk, didn't notice the "mosquito" in the sky.

682's head was smashed into the ground by Mjölnir, brain matter splattering as it fell again.

Seeing his opponent dealt with, Hulk looked displeasedly at the "mosquito" in the sky.

Despite Hulk's current savagery, he could still communicate to some extent.

The Hulk did not attack the "mosquito" that had suddenly helped him but kept his gaze firmly on 682.

Given 682's limited resurrection ability and the repeated setbacks, Hulk doubted the creature would be so easily defeated.

And indeed, 682 was not killed by Thor. Instead, it grew stronger.

682 seemed like a weapon, still in its embryonic stage.

Every opponent it fought shaped it, with each battle refining its perfection.

This was the true horror of SCP-682!

Seeing 682 rise again, Ethan finally understood why SCP-682 had never been defeated and contained in the Foundation universe.

SCP-682 could never be defeated!

"No wonder the system rewarded me with a 'tickle monster'. Without it, the Foundation would never have contained SCP-682," Ethan thought with great relief.

The resurrected SCP-682 had now transformed into a towering beast nearly 30 meters tall.

The beast's spine glowed with an eerie blue light, generated by the flowing electricity.

Thor's recent lightning strike had given SCP-682 a new ability.

682, excited, gazed at the four-armed Hulk, its mouth slightly open as it gathered an electrical plasma ball.

Boom!

The dazzling plasma ball flew towards Hulk, engulfing him completely.

Thor, watching the scene with a solemn expression, realized his recklessness had inadvertently caused more harm.

As the light faded, Hulk, with visible cracks all over his body, lay barely alive.

Only faint breaths indicated he was still alive.

The area around Hulk had crystallized, with the terrifying heat from the plasma ball turning nearby buildings into glass.

"The damage caused by the plasma ball is akin to a nuclear explosion at its core."

Ethan stared in astonishment.

Viewers and the military, who had been tracking the battle via satellite, were now in panic.

At first, it was just two larger-than-life brutes fighting. Though it was loud, it was still under control.

Midway, it became a brawl between two giants, with damage contained within a street's range, which was acceptable.

But now, the epic battle between the two titans had the military on edge.

"Deploy nuclear weapons! Check if New York's residents have been evacuated. If they have, launch a nuclear strike to completely eliminate those monsters!"

A military officer, with bloodshot eyes, roared at the screen.

An awkward colonel beside him explained, "Well… you might not believe this, but the New York authorities did not issue an evacuation order for the residents. So…"

The general's face hardened immediately.

"Is the New York mayor's brain squeezed by the door? How can he not arrange for residents to evacuate in a situation like this? What is he thinking?"

"Tell that brainless New York mayor to arrange for an evacuation immediately. If the situation gets out of control, we won't hesitate to use nuclear weapons on New York!"

Meanwhile, what was the mayor doing?

He was signing a document, specifically an emergency order.

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