Hela doesn't want to make trouble

The high-rise buildings in Manhattan are brightly lit, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are full of noisy lights. Tony snapped his fingers, and the glass was changed to a completely blackout mode, leaving only the warm yellow shimmer of the book lamp on the wall.

This was probably the happiest night in a long time, and he would have liked to never have the day, so he could hang out in their room forever, a pity it wasn't Malibu, so he could have another wonderful time with the ocean view night.

Tony's petite Sikhla was completely unaware.

After it was over, she reached out and poked Tony's mustache, but her outstretched hand was caught and kissed.

As if scalded, Hela quickly withdrew her hand, and the next second Tony turned over and put her under him.

"Want to come to the second car?" She asked with a smile.

"Why not?" Tony looked down. "You know what? I've been looking forward to this day."

"Hmm, when did your ulterior motives start?"

"yesterday……"

"Huh?" Tony took it for granted, "It means we still have many tomorrows."

"you should go to bed."

"You really don't think about getting another car?"

"Come here today first, and then you can do whatever you want."

"Well, what a shame." Tony murmured and complained, then put his arms around Hela's waist and closed his eyes.

After confirming that he had really fallen asleep, Hela opened her eyes, how could she be a little drunk when she looked at Tony?

Hela... After a while, I feel that I am getting more and more comfortable doing this kind of thing. I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing, but anyway, it doesn't affect much.

The clothes were scattered by the bed in a mess, Hela found her clothes and put them on, and just opened the door to the living room when she saw the embarrassed Sol.

Thor still had a complicated expression on his face, and his eyes were reddish. It seemed that the crushing of the hammer had brought him a lot of psychological shadow, and he probably cried all night.

Seeing Hela coming out with disheveled clothes, he even saw the marks on her neck clearly, Saul felt even more stomach ache, and he didn't know where to put it.

"Bang", the sound of the glass water glass being placed on the table made him almost jump up in fright.

Hela looked at him speechlessly: "Is it necessary?"

"My hammer..." Thor almost cried again.

"Ahem..." Hela took another sip of water, decisively threw away the little guilt and guilty conscience, then raised her chin and said, "It's just a hammer, just make another one."

Thor: "That's the core of a dead star...it's not that easy to find..."

"The solution is all thought up by humans. There are so many stars in the universe, just ask the dwarves."

"dwarf?"

"Mjolnir was mine before, I don't know yet?" Hela rolled her eyes, "Please, you are Thor! Can you discover more of your own strength instead of relying on a hammer? "

"I can rely on it to fly, and I can fly anywhere I want." Saul was even more aggrieved, "My strength can be stimulated with a hammer."

"You'll never be the real Thor if you keep relying on that hammer."

"what?"

"Forget it, I really don't understand..." Hela held her forehead with a headache, "So, have you dealt with the things I told you earlier?"

Thor nodded: "I talked to Heimdall."

"Then let's go."

"Now?" Thor hesitated.

"if not?"

"Uh..." On the surface, the siblings found a night bus and took a car for more than an hour from the center of Manhattan to the beach in the outskirts of New York. Sol yelled "Heimdall" to the sky, and it didn't take long before the Rainbow Bridge It fell from the sky.

"I just told my father that I want to come to Earth to accompany Jane..." Sol said, "If I go back now, I won't keep the promise..."

"What a lot of nonsense! I tell you to go back and go back!"

Hela gave him a blank look, and grabbed the back of his neck and stuffed him into the Rainbow Bridge.

The light of the Rainbow Bridge flashed away, the easiest way in the Nine Realms, and the light across the universe brought them back to Asgard.

In fact, if there were no accidents, Hela planned not to step into Asgard again in this life until she died.

After all, both Odin and Frigga are alive and well, and there is a new crown prince, she is relatively redundant, and even Odin's black history.

But now she realizes that some things don't last forever, that even gods die sometimes.

Before that, she wanted to go back to her hometown——

What?

Of course it's something to do.

The passage of the Rainbow Bridge was opened, but it was not Heimdall who was guarding it.

"Sol—who are you?"

Hela didn't know who Heimdall was. What she cared about was that the guy guarding the door was so weak that she could kill him without even moving a finger.

"Is this the current guard of Asgard? It's too scary." Hela shook her head in disappointment.

Skorchi was just a substitute, because Heimdall was replaced by Odin.This kind of good errand was originally not his turn, but this kind of good luck favored him. The days of looking at the door and chatting with beauties every day are not pleasant, but today something happened. He comforted the surrounding people The beauty drew out the sword at her waist.

"Since you know how scary I am, then retreat obediently. Asgard is not a place for ordinary people to come to. This lady..." He smiled handsomely, "Of course, if you are attracted by my handsome -"

Before he finished speaking, the remaining words were blocked in his throat by the sword flying past his ear.

The ladies ran away screaming, but without exception, they were nailed to the ground by the jet-black sword piercing their skirts.

Saul saw this scene as soon as he came out of the Rainbow Bridge.

He picked up Skorchi who was terrified on the ground: "Who are you? Where is Heimdall?"

"she--"

Skorqi stretched out his finger and pointed at Hela with difficulty, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Sol: "..."

After finishing the ball, the house was stolen.

Hela walked over and knocked on his head: "My suggestion is that you hide, don't interfere with me, let me take a good look at what has become of Asgard now."

Sol held his head and felt wronged: "I don't think the father can replace Heimdall—"

"If that's really Odin." Hela shrugged.

"what do you mean?"

"Look, let's see what kind of ghost is sitting on the throne..." Hela walked out of the Rainbow Bridge, squinted at the glorious golden palace in the distance, and gracefully drew out the Night Sky Sword.

Asgard, long time no see.

In fact, there is another reason for coming here, and that is that her power has returned unconsciously.

This is weird, and the only reasonable explanation is that Odin's powers are fading, and that fading is irreversible.

For no other reason, she just wanted to see what happened to Odin, and maybe she could send him off for the last time, Hela thought maliciously.

Power rolled in her body, stepped on the ground of Asgard, and she could even hear the lonely island in the center of the nine worlds welcoming its queen back.

In order to cooperate with Hela's acting, Sol received two punches from Hela, and was dragged by Hela like a sack to the center of the square with a bruised nose and swollen face. There are also airships, which don't look very friendly at all.

"I noticed that you don't seem to know anything about me. I am Hela, the goddess of death, Odin's first child, the first heir to the throne of Asgard, and now your queen."

Hela stood at the highest point, threw Sol to the ground, and raised her foot to step on his back.

She seems to have heard Thor's cry of pain?Well, it's an illusion.

"My father is dead, you should be a fake on the throne, and your prince is also here - dying, don't thank me."

Sol: "..."

"We used to be the center of the universe, and all civilizations bowed to us. Odin's short-sightedness stopped at the Nine Realms. But I came back to make Asgard the center of the universe again, the king of the universe... "

"Now kneel before your queen, and join me on the journey of glory!"

The soul of Zhong Er revived, and Heila stretched his arms, waiting to be answered.

She'd seen Megatron do it, and those Decepticons were very excited.

Silent...

"Uh..." Hela twitched the corners of her mouth.

"No matter who you are or what you have done, surrender immediately! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

The man shouting has a face that looks like an Asian, holding a scary iron spike ball in his hand-who knows why there is an Asian face here!

Asgard's warrior leader, Sol, who was lying on the ground, whispered his name, but Hela didn't hear it because she felt ignored.

"Who am I? Did you hear what I just said?" She asked incredulously.

"This is the last warning!"

Hela shook her head helplessly: "I thought you would be very happy to see me."

However, the leader looked like he couldn't communicate, and rushed towards Hela first.

It's full of momentum, but——

"You don't know anything about power." Hela stepped on his back, and stacked him and Sol like an arhat.

Saul didn't notice, and continued to pretend to be unconscious, despite his little friend's frantic calls, and followed Hela's order to act as a well-behaved corpse.

Afterwards... I will invite them to drink again, and before that, let his dear sister have a good time...

In peaceful times, only a pile of waste was raised.

These soldiers hit the ground with a lot of effort - of course, she didn't kill, and there was no need, the sword of the night sky that pinned them to the ground has no entity, it will disappear after a while, and they will wake up .

If Hela is really the killer, Saul will probably fight her desperately.But it doesn't matter, after all, Thor can't beat her now.

"Let me see what this is - the new mural..."

The main hall of Asgard was empty, and Odin, who was supposed to be here, disappeared, together with Kunigul. Hela looked up and saw the mural on the ceiling, and her face turned black.

"Exchanging cups at the garden party? A peace agreement with the frost giants? What?"

"Although I don't object to this kind of peace, it's too much to obliterate the existence. I still like the murals before." Hela thought for a while, threw out the sword of the night sky, and smashed the fake murals, revealing the inside of.

"Is it handsome? I drew it." She pointed at herself riding Fenrir with great interest, "I remember this one, it was this battle that created Asgard's kingship, the Asgard Empire's Brilliant, that is, I became the commander-in-chief of Asgard's death army in this war."

Sol on the side: "Wow, cool!"

The people in Asgard who were probably able to fight were in a state of suspended animation, and Sol, who had been a corpse, stood up quietly and followed Hela back to the main hall.

He glanced at the fragments of the mural that fell on the ground distressedly. Hela seemed to have stepped on his face just now...

"I think we should..." Saul hesitated.

"I know, I know, don't worry..." Hela waved to Sol, "There is another task for you."

"What?" Sol leaned over.

"That's it……"

Hela whispered something to him, and Saul hesitated.

"You mean Loki? It's impossible!" He obviously couldn't believe it, and he was a little excited. "Loki died, and I watched him die with my own eyes."

"That's the god of tricks. If you want to find out about Odin's whereabouts, you have to ask him. And don't forget our agreement..."

Hela said, "Defeat me and find your true strength, or I will destroy Asgard, and I will do what I say."

"Now, go to the Hall of Valor to find someone, I'll wait for you here."

She sat on the throne, crossed her legs and did not intend to move.

With Loki on one side and his own hammer on the other, it was hard to choose the balance between the two sides, and Thor went to the back mountain with a heavy heart.

As for Hela—

She went to the vault after Thor left.

The spaceship is still missing a few parts, she can look for it.

What?Is it stealing if you don't ask yourself?

How can you call stealing something from your own home?Even if she hasn't come back for a long time, this is still her home.

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Thor 3 magic change

Tony, who was tragically abandoned after being asleep, felt distressed for a second.