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"Cough! Cough! Cough"

Watching Hela spread her hand and take away Thor's hammer, Loki put his fist against his mouth and couldn't help coughing several times, covering up the laughter that fell on his lips.

He lowered his face and glanced at Saul. This cheap brother he had grown up with since childhood and had known each other for nearly two thousand years had forgotten to close his slightly open mouth. The hand he subconsciously raised was fixed in the air, neither lifting it nor putting it down. .

"Death Goddess" Hela lightly threw the hammer away, flipping through and playing with "Mjolnir" like a wanderer who finally returned home after many years and found his favorite toy from childhood in the room, and was hooked for a moment. It brought back all the memories of the past.

"I watched it being built."

Hela's long black sharp nails are like the various weapons she often shapes out of thin air. They sparkle with a strange metallic luster. When they scratch the runes engraved on the head of the war hammer, they create the harsh sharp sound of gold and iron. ring.

She raised her long legs tightly wrapped in black and green armor and continued with a half-smile:

".It was forged in the forge of the fading star of Nidalvale. I don't know if it is still burning there today. This 'Mjolnir' is just a piece of equipment made for the Crown Prince of Asgard to hone his strength." Tools, I have already——"

The rectangular hammer head was held by the five fingers of Hela's right hand. Under her fingertips, the powerful and indestructible Thor's hammer trembled slightly.

"—No need for it."

"No!"

Thor's heart suddenly dropped as he saw a flash of lightning bursting from "Mjolnir", and electric currents flying in all directions filled the entire Golden Palace.

"Huh? What kind of 'god' are you? Humph, your relationship with this hammer is unusual."

The thunderous light that only flashed for a moment was retracted instantly. The Thor's Hammer held by Hela was shattered and a palm-shaped dent was dug out. The Uru metal was covered with cracks all over the hammer head, and it was almost crushed to pieces. .

Hela glanced at Thor in a funny way, loosened her fingertips, chuckled and threw the warhammer casually in front of her. She stepped on the upright hammer handle like a tiptoe stool and sat on the Nine Realms. On the throne of the Lord, he shouted arrogantly and finally asked:

"Kneel down and obey the new king's command, or I will send you to accompany Odin!"

Everyone in God’s Domain made their choice with both feet.

Thor's cheeks were clenched and raised, and his eyes were filled with anger and hatred as he stared at the war hammer trampled by Hela, as if it was his own head that was being trampled in humiliation.

Thor, who was wandering on the edge of rage, did not rush forward alone. He gathered together with Sif, Heimdall and the legionnaires in the Golden Palace in tacit understanding. They looked solemnly at Hela on the throne, rectifying the army and preparing for battle.

The elders representing the people of God's Domain gathered around Queen Frigga and retreated far away. Only Loki hesitated for a long time, his eyes flickering between Thor and Hela, and finally slowly retreated down the golden steps to join Thor and others. stand together.

"Tsk, tsk. I'm a little disappointed in you. You're not like Him enough. If it were Odin, that old guy wouldn't choose to take sides so simply."

Hela watched Loki say something casually, then stood up, impatiently moved Thor's hammer away with her toes, stretched out her hands, and the next moment she held two black and green long swords, and walked swaying Get off the throne.

"What are you waiting for? I don't have time to spend time here with you."

Buzz!

As soon as Odin's eldest daughter finished speaking, "Mjolnir" couldn't wait to rush back at Thor's call. Thor, with his war hammer in hand, swung the hammer at Hela from the front with a blast of lightning.

Heimdall and Sif each held long swords in their hands and charged forward from both sides. Loki waved his hands and revealed two short swords, wandering behind but not in a hurry to attack.

In Thor's thousands of years of fighting experience, apart from the unkillable and extremely powerful human being, Hela is the second opponent who can catch Thor's hammer head-on.

Compared to James, he was obviously a little more wary of the special power of the war hammer. Hela, who raised her hand to hold Mjolnir with a seemingly thin long sword, seemed not to feel the slightest strength at all.

The long sword swung away the war hammer, and while the two swords stabbed Heimdall and Sif respectively, they kicked out a dent in the armor in Thor's heart, kicking him out.

Hela stabbed and chopped from left to right, her movements were gorgeous and unpredictable. Facing the divine warriors who began to gather and rush forward, Hela twisted her body and danced with her dark green cloak behind her, and then a row of spiked black swords shot out. One by one, they pierced the chest and abdomen, and continued to fly several meters with unabated momentum before plunging into the floor tiles of the Golden Palace, and the body was lifted in the air.

"Heimdall, your mind has been blinded along with your eyes? Have you forgotten that I taught you this trick?"

The gatekeeper of the Divine Realm shook out the divine sword "Bulte Steel". The blade of the sword changed and stirred up several phantoms of reality and reality. Hela sneered and struck down with a precise swing of the sword.

The goddess of death then stepped forward, and a giant tree-like black spike exploded from under Thor, interrupting the thunder slurry he was charging to blast out as he swung his war hammer, and rushed straight to the dome of the Golden Palace, breaking through. The palace stabs out diagonally.

Hela held the sword in her left hand but did not stab it. She slashed at Sif's head without any fancy. When the sword blades hit each other, it transformed into a flail and a hammer, smashing one of the female warrior's shoulders.

The sword that was about to take away Sif's life was blocked by Heimdall, who held the "key" of the Rainbow Bridge in both hands and danced around, cutting into pieces dozens of flying thorns. Black sword.

"Your Highness Hela, I still remember that you called these weapons transformed by divine power the 'Sword of Eternal Night'."

Heimdall was blind, but not only did his martial arts not deteriorate even half as compared to when the Sirius Legion of the Howlett family came to kill him that day, he even left all movements and techniques to his senses, and even managed to hold a stalemate with Hela. .

The two of them were walking and fighting. The palace dome collapsed again and a figure with lightning rushed down. Thor opened and closed his body with a thunder hammer and smashed it down, blasting out a huge crater with a radius of more than ten meters and sending it flying into the sea. Mdahl did not force Hela back even half a step.

Instead, she put her foot on the war hammer and strangled her throat. With her fingertips, the Sword of Eternal Night emerged out of thin air and penetrated Thor's chest and abdomen.

"Didn't Odin ever teach you? Such shabby combat skills are simply out of line in my 'Execution Legion'!"

Hela stabbed Thor's chest twice more as if to vent her anger. The sword penetrated her back and blood stained her boots. She reached out to hold the black horn battle ax and swung it towards Thor's neck. Cut it down!

"Um?"

Hela glared sideways, raised her ax to block the two flying daggers. Loki's attack had no impact on her at all. With a bang, the ax fell down, but only chopped up a phantom.

Thor was displaced by Loki's magic. The deceitful god, who had been wandering around without attacking, drew his hands on his chest, revealing a blue-black treasure box that could be held by both hands, and three black swords on his body. Thor lay unconscious at his feet.

The moment his hands came into contact with the "Ice Treasure Box", frostbite-like blue-purple scars quickly spread all over his body. The whites of Loki's eyes turned blood red, and lines protruded on his handsome face, like a shrunken version of Frost. giant.

"I forgot to tell you that I was adopted by Odin."

boom!

The ice giant's treasure shot out a waterfall of black and purple ice, and the torrent surged towards Hela, instantly freezing her in the thick ice, still maintaining the posture of standing with the ax just now.

"Lo, Loki. Take Thor away"

Heimdall stood up from the collapsed building with his sword upright. Several wounds from Hela were bleeding. He gasped and urged Loki while the opponent was frozen.

"Let's go! I, I still have some strength to send you away, and tell Thor that Mjolnir is not the source of his divine power."

"Well Heimdall, maybe you still don't know the power of the 'Ice Box'. It is Jotunheim's treasure, the ice giant's artifact, and can even freeze an entire world."

Loki's mood seems to have gotten much better since Hela appeared.

The hysterical look when he was arguing about his bloodline was gone, but just as he was holding the ice box and talking to Heimdall with some pride, the crackling sound came from Hela who was frozen into an ice sculpture. Came from the body.

Hela's face was vaguely reflected in the dark-colored ice, and cracks as thin as a finger popped up. After a few seconds, the figure inside trembled suddenly, shattering the extreme cold that had frozen her whole body, and glanced at Loki with disdain. Ice box in hand.

"It turns out to be a cub from Jotunheim. Odin really disgusts me! He brought such a dirty thing to the treasure of an ice giant in Asgard? Useless garbage!"

".The great King of Gods, Odin Poulson, please grant me the power of rune magic and build a rainbow bridge to all realms."

Just as Hela was escaping, Heimdall was holding the "Bult Steel" Rainbow Bridge Sword in his right hand, muttering a spell in his mouth, and with the sword shining like a rainbow, he pushed his left palm straight towards the rope. Er and Loki's direction.

Seeing this, Hela suddenly threw several black-thorned swords and threw them into the rainbow light of the Rainbow Bridge. The brilliance enveloped Thor and Loki's figures and instantly rushed into the endless void of the star sea. They immediately disappeared without a trace and disappeared. Where did it go?

"You are such a loyal servant."

The Goddess of Death whipped Heimdall on the head with a cold expression, sending it flying more than ten meters away. Then she leaned over to pick up the Sword of the Rainbow Bridge, looked at it casually and put it away.

The last legion of God's Domain has surrounded and crowded the Golden Palace Hall. Hela walked leisurely in the encirclement. Looking at these fellow tribesmen who were facing each other with swords, killing intent suddenly arose.

The sound of swords like cutting grass piercing flesh and blood was heard one after another. The soldiers besieging Hela fell layer by layer. Her body was occasionally stabbed and slightly injured, but there was only a faint black air lingering, and there was no trace of blood. flow.

With her feet on the ground of Asgard, Hela's power is endless and her body is immortal. She fights in and out of the sea of ​​​​people in the Asgard Legion, unrivaled.

"Stop, stop! God's Domain Soldiers stop attacking!"

Heimdall's strenuous shouts resounded in the hall. Hela, who heard the sound, slowly stopped her movements, holding a head full of blood, and carried a young warrior to the immortal kneeling on the ground. The palace gatekeeper walked away.

"His Highness Hela, you want to conquer the Nine Kingdoms again, and even every inch of the universe."

Heimdall vomited blood from time to time in his mouth, and the cheekbones on his face were obviously deformed and sunken. He continued in a daze:

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't conquer thousands of countries and countless lives by yourself. No, don't kill anymore. Our soldiers have already suffered enough casualties! Do you want to rule an uninhabited land? Asgard?"

Plop!

Hela dropped the young soldier she was carrying who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. She glanced around at the hesitant, embarrassed and dejected Asgard warriors, and said with disappointment and resentment in her eyes:

"I don't care about this bunch of losers even if they surrender! Heimdall, let me show you how powerful the legions of the gods were that really swept through the nine realms thousands of years ago!"

Hela grabbed Heimdall's long blood-soaked braid and dragged him towards the Golden Palace Treasure House. The besieging legionnaires carefully followed behind with swords, but no one dared to step forward to take action.

Soon, Hela, who stepped into Odin's treasure house, looked at the treasures captured from all over the nine realms listed on both sides, and walked slowly towards the deepest part of the treasure house.

"It's boring. There's no need for fakes. Huh, when I first saw you let the dwarves make the prototype of this glove, I didn't think you had much ambition, but you were just confining yourself to the nine kingdoms."

Hela looked at the collections belonging to Odin and commented briefly. When she saw a pair of large dark gold gauntlets, she paused for a moment, shook her head, then raised her hand to push it down, and continued walking forward. .

"If I hadn't fought desperately, how could Odin have easily pierced the flame from Surtur's head? Heimdall. I will use the real treasure in the Asgard treasure house, the most powerful one in the nine realms. Power, awaken the invincible executioner legion that once followed me, and that lovely 'hairy kid' Fenri——"

Hela suddenly stopped talking and looked around carefully for a while, then roughly picked up Heimdall, put his blood-stained cheek close to the tip of his nose, and asked in a harsh hoarse voice:

"Where is it? Where is the eternal fire!"

“My eternal fire—where is it!”

Not only the vast Golden Palace of God's Realm, but also the entire Asgard continent suddenly resounded with the ferocious howling of "Death Goddess" Hela.

Over and over again, it echoed at the end of the Rainbow Bridge, the cliffs of the Ancestral Mountains, and even the endless galaxy above the Divine Continent, shaking the land for a long time without stopping.

Millions of light years away, James Howlett was chewing a cigar in the Collector's shell spaceship, looking at the crystal mirror in front of him, with a bone blade stabbed out of his fist, and a thick tattoo on his cheek. Scratchy beard.

He looked at his own pair of black eyes, wondering about something out of focus, and murmured to himself:

"The Secret of Eternal Fire: What is eternal, and what in the universe can be regarded as eternal?"

"call"

Breathing out a long puff of purple smoke, James put away the Bone Blade Demon, stripped his upper body, and looked out the hanging window of the spacecraft with a silent expression.

"Is there real 'eternity' in this world?"