Qingshui had thought that as long as they dealt with the Chitauri quickly, the nuclear bomb wouldn't be launched.
But it was.
It seemed Hydra was desperate to eliminate them.
However, a problem arose: with the portal now closed, how would they deal with that nuclear bomb?
"Fury, can I send that nuclear bomb to Washington?"
"If you're willing to give up your standing in this country and nearly ten billion in wealth."
"Alright."
Qingshui sighed, then looked at the portal device Selvig had created.
This thing should still work, right?
"Stark, Thor, I need you to follow my lead. We need to safely dispose of that nuclear warhead, causing as few casualties as possible."
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...
In an unknown corner of the universe.
"My apologies, most esteemed Thanos. The portal Loki opened lasted less than a minute before it closed. Only a portion of our vanguard entered, and we were unable to retrieve the Tesseract for you."
On the Chitauri mothership, Li'al, the Chitauri leader, knelt on one knee, bowing his head before a holographic projection.
"So, both the Cube and the scepter fell onto that planet."
"I cannot be certain, Lord Thanos. The Asgardians were also involved. However, it is said that planet is also under Odin's dominion."
"You failed to complete my mission. Tell me, how should I punish you?"
Thanos sat on a floating stone throne, expressionlessly watching the Chitauri kneeling before him.
"No! Lord Thanos, it was Loki! It was his mistake that led to our people... Wait! The portal has opened again!"
Li'al looked up in surprise, gazing at the display screen at the front of the ship.
Thanos silently turned his head.
From the dark, empty void, a portal opened right next to the Chitauri mothership, and an Iron Man dragging a missile flew out.
The missile was released, and Iron Man quickly flew back, even making a flamboyant kissing gesture before he left.
"Is that... an Earthling? Everyone, chase him!"
Thanos sighed softly.
He shouldn't have put his hopes in Loki and the Chitauri.
But now, there were two troublesome individuals on Earth. Even he would find it difficult to retrieve the Infinity Stones quickly.
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...
Earth.
Seeing Tony fly out of the wormhole, Qingshui immediately used the scepter to bring down the Cube.
The wormhole closed, and Tony landed on Stark Tower.
"How's it going? How much power do you have left? I was just wondering if your armor would suddenly run out of power and you'd fall into outer space."
Qingshui snapped his fingers, dispelling the Electrolight Armor, and asked Tony.
"Obviously not. I still have thirty-seven percent power. If I were really about to run out, I don't think I'd have had the courage to send the nuclear bomb in. Of course, even as it is, I took a huge risk, so it's not an exaggeration to say I'm the MVP of the whole thing."
Tony Stark spread his hands, walking with a swaggering gait from the platform.
Mechanical arms rose from the ground to dismantle his armor.
"I feel like if you ran out of power, you'd still do it."
Qingshui shrugged.
"Oh, you really think highly of me. Maybe I do have a heroic side, but I don't think that would happen unless this battle lasted another two or three hours, because I have a new suit."
Tony walked to the table, picked up a wristwatch from it, put it on, and pressed a button.
A few seconds later, a metallic object resembling a backpack flew out from the inner room and quickly donned itself onto Tony.
"Honestly, Thor says you're a wizard, and I actually think that watch of yours that can summon armor, like something out of a childhood cartoon, looks a lot like sorcery. But I also came up with a similar temporary solution. It'll definitely be better than yours later. Want a drink? French Burgundy, this year's limited edition."
Tony, like a bartender, pulled a bottle of expensive red wine from the cabinet behind him.
"I'll have a glass then."
No reason not to drink it.
Some of Stark's wines were ones even he couldn't always get.
This Battle of New York, thanks to his influence, had lasted less than ten minutes, so Stark's suit hadn't consumed much power.
"Gentlemen, can we stop talking about wine? We've found Loki!"
Natasha's resigned voice came through the comms.
...
In an alley in Manhattan.
Loki held a lavishly designed metal dagger in one hand, his eyes wary as he surveyed his surroundings.
Captain America and Black Widow blocked his escape from both ends, while on a balcony of a nearby building, Hawkeye drew an arrow from his quiver, nocked it to his longbow, and aimed at Loki.
"You three mortals think you can stop me?"
Loki's expression was calm, but he was anxious internally.
If Thor and those two metal men showed up, he'd truly have no escape.
"Of course, it's not just us."
Black Widow tilted her head, stepping aside.
From the alley entrance behind her, a seemingly frail middle-aged white man rode a small electric scooter, slowly making his way towards them.
"Um... I heard things are pretty much over? We probably don't need to call out the Hulk to smash things, right?"
Dr. Banner dismounted the electric scooter and asked Natasha.
"No need!"
Thor's voice came from above, and then he descended, grabbing Loki. He pulled out something from behind him that looked like it was made of gold, with a distinctly Asgardian style, and clamped it over Loki's face, muffling him.
There were also two chains at the bottom that automatically bound Loki's hands.
"Did I hear you mention drinks just now? After a battle, one should celebrate with a good drink."
A simple, goofy expression appeared on Thor's face.
Loki rolled his eyes and silently shuffled a step away, his disdain evident.
...
Stark Tower.
"Thor wants to throw a celebration party. How about we use your liquor and my venue? I just acquired Nine Orchards in the Lower East Side last month."
Qingshui took off his comms and turned them off, asking Stark while subtly gesturing to his own comms.
Stark's eyes flickered, and he also took off and turned off his comms.
"Alright, J.A.R.V.I.S., block all signal connections on this floor."
"Understood, sir."
J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice sounded from the speakers on the bar.
"You want to talk about the nuclear missile?"
"Not just the nuclear missile, Tony, but also the Tesseract and this spoils of war of mine."
Qingshui shook the scepter in his hand.
"Of course, for those who wanted me dead by launching that nuclear missile, I only have one course of action: make them die."
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