Marvel Thor

In the chaotic laboratory, Yon-Rogg and his team looked grim, their confidence shattered.

They had anticipated that their mission on this backward planet would be straightforward. The soldiers accompanying them were only meant to ensure that Carol wouldn't lose control. But what they encountered was something far more dangerous, an opponent whose combat style seemed barbaric and relentless.

The Star Troopers, once brimming with confidence, were now in disarray. All the Kree soldiers were dead. Had Yon-Rogg not found an opening to strike with all his might and knocked Mjolnir from the laboratory, it would have been nearly impossible to subdue Thor.

Yon-Rogg, his face dark with frustration, barked orders. "Take Danver away. The Supreme Intelligence will restore her to normal." He then turned his gaze to Thor, "Mineva, take him to another room. A fine fighter, and the Supreme Intelligence will break him and make him ours."

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The Supreme Intelligence, an entity without a fixed form, represented the collective consciousness of the Kree. It could shape-shift into the form of the most significant figure in one's mind.

At this moment, it chose to appear as Thor's own image.

"Fuck?" Thor blinked, confused. "Is that... me?"

The Supreme Intelligence sneered at him, "I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic . You're the second such person I've encountered." It was clear it had already dealt with someone like him—Yon-Rogg.

Thor, unfazed, replied casually, "Oh really? Tell me, if a dog came to visit, would you turn into a dog?"

The Supreme Intelligence's expression remained unchanged as it hissed, "You should know it's not wise to provoke me."

Thor's smile didn't waver.

"Doesn't matter. You'll soon become our soldier."

With that, the Supreme Intelligence extended its hand, and a pulse of blue energy enveloped Thor.

Suddenly, Thor felt an immense pressure bearing down on him. The force was so strong that his body couldn't move, and his mind started to swim. The Supreme Intelligence was attempting to control him, but Thor fought to remain conscious.

"Give up! Without a weapon, you're just a mortal," the Supreme Intelligence's voice boomed in his head.

Thor gritted his teeth and fought back, but the pressure was overwhelming, like an invisible weight pressing down on his chest. He was struggling to breathe, his limbs felt heavy, and his strength was fading.

But then, something inside Thor shifted. He cleared his mind, and everything around him seemed to pause. The noise in his ears faded, and time itself appeared to stand still.

Minerva, watching from a distance, noticed Thor's struggle and felt an uneasy twinge in her gut. She dismissed the feeling, but didn't notice the faint electrical arc crackling around Thor's hand.

The Supreme Intelligence, sensing Thor's resistance, intensified its grip, thinking the struggle was futile. It hadn't anticipated Thor's sheer willpower.

Just then, a cold, mocking voice filled the room.

"I am Thor, Prince of Asgard. God of Thunder. With a thought, the power of Bifrost will descend immediately. No one will leave me behind."

"Whenever I call, Mjolnir will return to me. And until it does, no one can stop me—not even the trash outside."

"If I want to leave, it will be effortless. After all this time, do you still believe you can win?"

Thor's body trembled with growing power as something immense stirred within him. His strength surged, and with it, a terrible force awakened.

Success!

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Meanwhile, Yon-Rogg and his team were dealing with Carol Danvers. Their faces were grim as they watched the energy field around her flicker.

"She's trying to break free," Yon-Rogg muttered, his voice tense. The station's energy systems began to fail, and the lights flickered ominously. Outside, the vacuum of space began to churn with dense dark clouds that gathered around the space station.

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Inside Carol's mind, the illusion that had held her captive began to crack. Her face, once contorted with rage, became serene. "I used to hold back half of my strength when I fought," she mused aloud. "But have you ever wondered what will happen when I'm the one holding you back?"

With a decisive movement, the chip controlling her shattered to the ground, and the illusion dissolved in an instant.

A golden light surrounded her, and her eyes blazed with brilliance.

Captain Marvel was born.

At the same time, a massive bolt of lightning, nearly a kilometer wide, formed in the dark clouds above. The thunder spear surged down and struck Thor, engulfing him in a burst of purple lightning. The force of the impact threatened to obliterate the entire space station.

But Thor, his body crackling with energy, stood tall. His eyes gleamed with a dazzling purple light.

Thor had fully transformed.