"Figures… can't make sense of it after all."
When Marvel Yujin synchronized the telepathy magic that Loki had casually taught him with all Yujins, everyone came to the same conclusion.
They really couldn't understand it.
The reason lay in Asgard's unique power system.
Even among the Asgardian gods, not everyone used magic.
Many were like Thor — grab a weapon, charge straight ahead, and see whose head was harder.
Lying beside the waterfall, Uchiha Yujin pondered for a moment. "Do you guys think the Lord God Space might have some Asgardian bloodline? That shouldn't be too expensive, right?"
Pirate Yujin thought for a bit. "There should be, but I'm not sure about the price."
Squatting beside the hammer, Yujin offered his opinion. "If our bodies can't handle learning magic, then Kamar-Taj spells probably won't work either. But if they could, maybe we should consider exchanging for a bloodline that's suited for learning magic?"
"I'm in the Marvel world — if I don't learn magic here, it'd be a total waste. I'm just worried… would having multiple bloodlines cause problems?"
"Another bloodline, huh?" Pirate Yujin replied. "The Central Continent team had lots of cases like that. Technically, Zheng Zha and the others stacked T-virus, dragon blood, and other enhancements without issues. According to the rules, as long as we believe we're human, we can unlock the Gene Lock."
He paused, then added, "In the end, no matter how many bloodlines we swap, we've long gone past being single-bloodline beings."
"I've got the Pirate physique."
"The Naruto world's Uchiha Yujin has chakra, the Uchiha clan's Kekkei Genkai, plus Orochimaru's cursed seal."
"And after Lord God Yujin exchanged for a Kagune and became a one-eyed ghoul, our bloodline mix is already a total mess. There's no avoiding it anymore."
Uchiha Yujin nodded. "You're right. Then we'll just wait for Lord God Yujin to return."
Only… would it really be that easy to return?
Inside the crater where Mjolnir rested, Loki stared coldly at the absent-minded Yujin. His eyes narrowed sharply.
He raised his hand and thrust it toward Yujin!
Swish—!
Yujin's body vanished instantly. Loki's eyes widened — what he saw was like an illusion, a reflection in water — and the man was gone!
What the…?
"Heh."
Yujin's voice echoed above Loki's head.
"Backstabbing me? Let's call it payback for your little lack of manners. Our cooperation still stands… but it'll have to wait for a while."
Loki narrowed his eyes, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
In the end, he chose to avoid direct confrontation and returned his true body to Asgard.
Yujin watched Loki's figure disappear into the distance. His "workday," however, was far from over.
Leaving Thor locked in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s interrogation room wasn't exactly ideal. So—he decided to break him out.
"Don't move."
Just as Yujin climbed out of the deep crater made by Thor's hammer, a sharp-eyed figure appeared behind him.
"Oh, it's you." Yujin raised his hands and turned around, giving Hawkeye a quick once-over.
Hawkeye was about to report his findings when, all of a sudden, his eyes widened in horror.
The targets he had personally killed were now running toward him from every direction—some missing limbs, some carrying their own severed heads.
Others were riddled with arrows, their bodies grotesque and bloodied.
Yujin blinked a few times, feeling a sting in his eyes. He wasn't yet fully used to the hypnotic power of the Sharingan.
Using it twice in a row—especially once on someone like Loki—had strained him heavily.
Still, he wouldn't need the three-tomoe Sharingan anymore. Taking care of these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents would be a piece of cake.
He stepped forward and punched Hawkeye right in the temple. The archer dropped instantly, unconscious.
Spreading the Crimson Wings behind his back, Yujin took off into the air with Hawkeye clamped under one arm.
With the archer tucked under his arm, Yujin brought his hands together and inhaled deeply toward the sky.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
Boom—
A burst of flames erupted in the sky like fireworks, startling Nick Fury, Black Widow, and Agent Coulson. The three of them rushed out of the base.
When they looked up and saw Yujin hovering in the air with Hawkeye held captive in his arms, Fury's face turned dark.
"What do you want!?" he shouted at the sky.
Yujin spread his fiery wings. "A hostage exchange!"
Nick Fury never gave in easily. He yelled back, "And if I refuse?"
"Then I'll kill Barton, cripple Coulson, blind one of your eyes again, and fly off into the sunset with Natasha Romanoff."
Coulson, standing off to the side, sighed helplessly. "Why doesn't Natasha have to die?"
Yujin smirked. "Because she's S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ace agent. She's useful."
A faint blush crept across Natasha's face. She took two small steps back, hiding behind Fury as if to avoid the attention.
"Yujin! Your threats mean nothing to me!" Fury barked, fury burning in his one eye. "Release Barton! Otherwise, you'll be hunted across the entire country. You'll never know peace again!"
But the moment he said it, Fury regretted it.
Up in the air, Yujin pulled out a kunai and, right before Fury's eyes, stabbed it deep into Hawkeye's shoulder.
Blood dripped down through the air. The wound was deep — even an untrained eye could tell that if left untreated, Hawkeye would bleed out in minutes.
Fury froze. His gaze flicked toward the corridor behind him, his mind torn between choices.
"Hahahahaha!" Yujin's laughter echoed through the air. "See that, Natasha? That's your boss. I have no doubt that one day he'll not hesitate over your life the same way — all for his precious mission. Think about it."
"Natasha, don't listen to him!" Fury shouted. "He's trying to turn you against us! I'll count to twenty, and we'll make the exchange!"
But Yujin acted as if he hadn't heard a word. He pressed the kunai against Hawkeye's wound again and twisted.
"Enough!" Fury finally broke. "Alright, you win."
Yujin's grin widened. "No. My terms have changed. Now, I want something more."
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The next day, at Stark Industries.
Tony Stark circled around a drunken Thor for nearly two minutes, studying him with a look that was equal parts curiosity and disbelief. Then he turned to his chief bodyguard.
"You're sure this guy is—" Tony pointed upward, "—our god?"
Happy hesitated.
Tony sighed. "Figures. A god stripped of his powers looks just like this."
"I've really seen it all now!" Tony Stark shook his head. "So, tell me—why exactly did you bring me this thing?"
"Research, of course. Maybe a bit of bioengineering. I want to see if we can extract some kind of divine gene from him. That could be incredibly valuable for us."
Tony sighed helplessly and tugged off his tie, revealing the faint blue veins crawling up his neck.
"See this? I'm already ninety-three percent palladium poisoned. If you've studied math, you should understand—when that number hits a hundred, it's not going to be a good thing."
"I definitely understand," Yujin said, pointing toward the couch behind Tony.
"I left a treasure there—yes, that's right! Don't bother guessing. That pile of stuff is what your father left behind. Go find it. He hid the new energy source in there!"
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