You Can Call Me Saber

She wasn't badly impressed with Barton.

Since she came to this world, she prefers to know a person with his personality.

For example, Barton was only recognized from a movie before, but now he is a living person.

After a short period of contact, she felt that this agent who didn't enjoy talking very much was indeed a good person, a reliable teammate in battle, and sometimes he didn't mind making jokes.

At that moment, another person came up from the pit, a middle-aged man in a black suit with trimmed short black hair.

With a gentle smile on his face, it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Huntress~~"

"You can call me Saber."

"Saber, you can call me Phil Coulson."

Saber? Knight?

While Phil Coulson said her name, he secretly guessed the meaning of the name.

"Do you want to see?"

"Do not mind?"

"After all, we have researched nothing about this thing yet. Maybe you can see something." Phil Coulson was telling the truth, not lying at all.

This hammer has been analyzed for many days, but nothing can be found at all.

As for the target of the Huntress, the hammer is obviously the target, so she should know something.

got off the motorcycle and followed Phil Coulson and Barton towards the interior.

Enter the iron net, walk through the passage, and come to the building raised for the hammer.

They lay nothing for a few meters near the hammer, and it remained as it was. They built a metal elevated platform on the ground, and several personnel in white protective clothing were still testing with instruments.

On the elevated platform, Phil Coulson was talking about some situations when the hammer fell.

Bella was too lazy to listen and walked down.

Phil Coulson on the elevated platform waved his hand to let the inspectors leave. He and Barton were looking forward to it. Looking at the hammer, Bella felt a little hesitation.

But then Bella put her hand on the handle of the hammer.

Huh~~

exhaling, Bella did not pull it up, and bright ripples appeared in her palm covering the hammer.

Bright ripples rippled across the hammer.

It seems to analyze the hammer.

However, after a few seconds, the bright ripples disappeared, and Bella shook her head with a wry smile.

It was as she had imagined.

The power of Odin protects the hammer, and her magic cannot enter it, let alone pry into its secrets.

As for lifting it up, she gripped the hammer a little harder, but there was no reaction at all. Obviously she couldn't be like Captain America.

If you use pure power, then don't even think about it.

It transformed this thing from the center part of a declining planet, and the handle is the wood of the tree of the world.

Not to mention whether or not she can lift it, indeed if she forces it she is afraid that Odin will show up and kill her directly, and she would rather not try the consequences of destroying the plan of a Level God father.

Seeing that Bella seemed to have returned unsuccessfully, Phil Coulson was not disappointed, shrugged and said with a smile.

"This thing seems to have a mysterious origin."

Bella walked up to the elevated platform and left without looking back.

Only one sentence remained.

"This hammer is called Mjölnir."

Behind her back, Phil Coulson and Barton were left looking at each other.

"Mjölnir?"

Instead of Bella's departure, Phil Coulson cared about that last sentence, if he remembers correctly.

Mjölnir is Thor's weapon in Norse Mythology?

Could it be that?

Phil Coulson's expression suddenly changed, and Barton's did the same, and the two felt a sense of horror in their hearts.

If what the Huntress says is true.

So that means, does Norse Mythology exist? Even if it is not as described in the myth, at least there are such people.

If this Thor exists, what about the King of God, Odin? What about the other major gods?

Not to mention other things. If these people are as strong as the description in the myth, the earth is like an ant, unable to resist at all.

With the magic of the hammer and the words of the Huntress, Phil Coulson couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately took out the communicator to contact.

"Phil Coulson?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I have to report some bad news to you."