Chương 71: 071. Picked Up a Hammer
Mandarin, now with his newly-formed dragon arms, staggered to his feet, seething with fury. His body coursed with newfound power, and his hatred for Jason burned even brighter.
"I'm not the same now!" he declared, his voice shaking with rage. "Prepare to meet your end!"
With a furious roar, he launched one of his dragon-formed arms toward Jason. The green dragon lunged with bared fangs, its massive form a fearsome sight. But Jason, unfazed, reached out, grasping the dragon by its neck with a firm hand. He leapt into the air and struck down hard on the dragon's head, shattering it into dust.
Mandarin lost his arm once again. With no hesitation, Jason moved quickly, shattering Mandarin's remaining arm in a matter of moments. Without his hands, Mandarin was effectively defenseless. Jason sneered, raising a flaming fist and driving it straight into Mandarin's chest. Flames erupted, engulfing Mandarin, whose screams pierced the night air.
As dawn broke, the city's citizens, who had watched the battle in shock, began to cheer.
"It's over! Pyro is amazing!"
"Thank God! Our hero has protected us!"
Back at the conference center, leader Matthew Ellis, watching the live broadcast, couldn't contain his excitement. He stood up, his voice filled with pride.
"Excellent! Quick, get me on a line to Burning Man. I want to award him a medal!"
Around him, the congressmen were just as thrilled. Colonel Rhodes even managed a grin as he turned to General Chris.
"Now, you see the power of more than just luck."
General Chris, defeated and in shock, muttered to himself, "Impossible… how could he defeat Mandarin?"
But no one was listening, all eyes were glued to the victorious Jason.
As the flames around him faded, Lorna Dane approached, a smile on her face.
"Hey, hero," she said, her voice teasing. "Got time for a drink tonight?"
Jason raised an eyebrow. "Not just for the drink," he replied with a smirk.
Lorna tossed her bag over her shoulder. "You're really something," she continued. "Better than my father."
Jason chuckled, but before he could respond, a bright light streaked across the sky, heading straight for them. He instinctively stepped forward and caught it midair, surprised at how light it was. It was a hammer.
"What is this?" he muttered, examining it.
Lorna approached, equally bewildered. "How is it… a hammer?"
Jason quickly realized what he held in his hands: Mjolnir.
Then, a figure descended from the sky, cloaked in red with long, flowing golden hair—it was Thor, who looked on in disbelief.
"WTF?" Thor exclaimed, seeing Jason holding his hammer.
Iron Man, flying up beside him, chuckled. "So, Thor, I thought anyone worthy of lifting the hammer could rule Asgard. Looks like we've got a new Asgardian manager."
Jason raised an eyebrow as Tony turned to him, grinning. "Don't tell me you picked this up on luck, too."
Thor shook his head, still stunned, muttering, "Maybe it's not my hammer…"
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