"McCoy is down!"
"What happened? Did he have a fit? Is it a heart attack?"
"Don't know? But his nose is bleeding, looks like he was knocked out."
"That bastard always likes to tease people, no surprise he got hit. Check if he's dead, if not, just leave him."
The crowd surged towards McCoy who had fallen to the ground, not noticing a figure holding a newspaper whistling and slowly leaving.
…
"I didn't expect earth-shattering changes to happen in just the few days I was gone."
Yang Le moved away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, sitting on a bench and looking at the big news on the front page of the newspaper. Superhuman Registration? Sentinel Robot? Dictator Hyperion?
Things have changed so much in just a few days, truly worthy of a new look.
Yang Le sighed twice, the Daily Bugle's words are still sharp, so many harsh words are written so bluntly, he really doesn't know where J. Jonah Jameson gets such guts.
But it seems this old guy has toned it down a bit, at least not as harsh as when he bashed Spider-Man, not using derogatory terms, more blunt than insults.
However, it still stands out in a French newspaper.
Discarding the newspaper into a trash can on the side, he had just returned from the Movie Universe, and unexpectedly encountered another big event as soon as he came back. How does it feel like he's been assigned one mission after another by the boss because he's too capable?
But it also depends on how Yang Le thinks about it. After all, according to Eternity, what is happening now is the normal progression of this Universe, even if Yang Le doesn't interfere, someone who can prevent this big event will emerge.
Just like the Fantastic Four that Eternity showed him before, it is obvious that Eternity didn't just randomly pick a Super Hero Organization to show him.
Because of him, the Fantastic Four's origin story didn't include going into space. They were directly subjected to an energy burst from a Sentinel on Earth, which replaced cosmic radiation.
And the current Superhuman Big Event has a share in the energy burst, which means that the current Big Event is closely related to the origins of the Fantastic Four in the current Universe.
According to American Comic Rule, a hero's origins are generally accompanied by trouble, and this trouble must be solved by the newly born hero, which represents their debut and first big moment.
Of course, this is a Fourth Wall breaking statement. To put it in a simpler way, heaven never seals off all exits, where there is poison, there must be a cure within three steps.
Poison and cure are often intertwined.
If Yang Le is a little lazy, maybe he can watch a Super Hero show at the scene, and even if Valeria hasn't returned to her laboratory to pack things, maybe he can catch up with his parents' rookie debut.
Sweeping the extra ideas out of his head, Yang Le took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Gwen to report safety, but who would have thought that as soon as he turned on his mobile phone, he saw a bunch of news and missed call messages sent by another self.
After a rough glance, he found that the time period the other self mentioned was similar to what he knew. After all, he could also see the news about mutants colluding with Hyperion in the newspaper.
However, the clone still reminded him that Magneto might be plotting some big event, and he hoped that the Main Body could consciously protect several Super Heroes of Universe 9527, so that they would not encounter the Final BOSS in the Beginner Village and be wiped out in one wave.
Yang Le thought for a while, in this Universe, he really doesn't know many Super Heroes. The Fantastic Four family counts as one, Tony Stark counts as one, Sersi counts as one…
Uh, it seems there are only these few. Then he should pay more attention to them, anyway, he can guard them.
While thinking, Yang Le dialed Gwen's number, and during this time his legs were not idle, slowly walking towards his home.
Yang Le did not choose to teleport directly home, after all, Katie is also there, he was afraid of scaring her, in order to save some trouble, it is better to teleport outside and then walk back.
The phone was busy, Yang Le's eyes scanned around aimlessly, turning right at the street corner ahead, he could see his apartment, he wondered what Gwen was busy with that she didn't answer the phone.
Yang Le turned the street corner, and looked up at his apartment, he was stunned at just one glance, because he saw that the penthouse of the apartment building he bought had a big hole at this time, and police line was pulled up below the apartment, and some police officers were busy with something there.
"Hey Habby."
Just then the phone was connected, and a familiar sound came from the other end of the phone, and Yang Le snapped back to reality.
"Very happy to receive your call, sorry I was helping Katie with training just now, so I answered so late…"
"Are you okay Gwen?" Yang Le interrupted Gwen and asked directly.
"I saw a big hole in our home, and there are many police below, what exactly happened?"
Although she was interrupted, Gwen still felt warm inside, she softened her voice and said gently.
"I'm fine Habby, Katie and I haven't been there for a long time, as for what happened, it's a long story."
Then, Gwen briefly told Yang Le what had happened during this time, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, they were all thrilling but ultimately safe events.
"We are at Pool's House now, when are you coming over? Do you want me to prepare some meal for you?"
"I may take some time Gwen." Yang Le said softly, completely ignoring the police officers who were approaching him.
"Hello sir." A police officer walked over with a cold face, behind him were his three colleagues, when these people approached, their hands were all placed on their guns at the same time.
"I may need to take up some of your time, I just heard you say there is a big hole in your home? Can you tell me in detail?"
Who would have thought that Yang Le would simply ignore them, still talking to Gwen on the phone.
"Of course, don't worry, it won't take much time, I will probably spend, uh… 10 minutes? Okay, no later than 15 minutes at the latest, anyway, I will be back before the meal gets cold."
The police officers did not interrupt, what Yang Le said was like what people being questioned by the police would say when reporting safety to their home, they all thought Yang Le was doing this, so they did not stop him.
"Okay, that's it, don't worry about me."
After speaking, Yang Le hung up the phone, just as the police officers wanted to ask their question again, Yang Le just put away his mobile phone, and then fiddled with the Omnitrix on his arm.
"Sir, please answer me…"
'"Bang!"'
The police officer's question was interrupted by a dazzling white light, and they suddenly became startled birds, their bodies subconsciously distanced themselves from Yang Le, as if to stay away from a bomb.
The white light quickly dissipated, and a more robust figure than before replaced Yang Le and stood in the original place. He had transformed into Four Arms.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 612: Coming to the Doorstep
Yang Le using the Omnitrix was clearly not meant for dealing with these few police officers. Dealing with them wasn't worth using so much strength. To keep his transformation into an alien hero in peak condition, Yang Le had been intentionally maintaining his training.
Physical strength training goes without saying, and training in fighting technique was also not neglected. Although not like Batman, the "peak of human," in the worldview of American comics, dealing with a few thugs, and using a shapeshifting monster split body to handle a few police officers was an easy task.
Yang Le making such a big commotion was naturally to deal with those extraordinary enemies, like Hyperion, who was stirring up unrest worldwide.
Yang Le, who had just decided not to interfere much, why had he changed his mind now?
Very simple, being beaten to the doorstep, yet still swallow your voice? This is not Yang Le's nature. Ignoring everything else, he would first beat Hyperion to vent his anger, and then talk about other things.
Police officers, stimulated by the white light of the Omnitrix at close distance, thought they had been hit by a flashbang. However, they quickly realized that there was nothing uncomfortable about their body.
Their eyes didn't sting, and their ears had no discomfort. This didn't seem like the effects of a flashbang or a stun grenade. The police officers opened their eyes with doubt, only to find that their prime suspect had long since disappeared.
A police officer got up cleanly and quickly, and asked the people watching from across the street.
"Excuse me, did you see that Asian person just now? Which direction did he run towards?"
The reason for asking people across the street was because the people on their side of the sidewalk had already run away, leaving only them, the police officers, who hadn't moved.
"We saw him, police officer!" One person in the crowd rushed to answer. "After the flash of light, he jumped into the sky and flew away, going in that direction!"
After hearing the answer, that police officer immediately realized that they weren't dealing with a general case, but a superhuman incident that was beyond their ability. In that case, this business would be easy to handle.
"Immediately contact the Sentinel robots, and then contact the Supreme Squadron to let them handle it."
…
Cold air brushed across his cheek. In just a few seconds time, the goal had already appeared in front of Yang Le. It was the Supreme Squadron's building. Through the super-strong vision granted after transformation, he could already see Hyperion sitting on a chair.
Hyperion, who was just sitting in his office, suddenly had a feeling. He suddenly raised his head and saw Yang Le flying from a far distance.
"Boom!"
Yang Le didn't reduce his speed, but directly crashed into Hyperion, who didn't understand what was happening. Under the effect of inertia, the two of them rushed out of the Supreme Squadron's building.
Passing through several ceilings, Yang Le took Hyperion towards the sky. Although the latter didn't understand what was happening, facing a sudden attack, resistance was inevitable.
Hyperion threw a punch, wanting to use it to force Yang Le back. Unexpectedly, the latter directly used his head to crash into him. The two were almost face-to-face at this time, so naturally, the closer head arrived first.
"Bang!"
It was as if two war hammers collided. Just listening to the sound, you could tell this blow was definitely not light. Hyperion was even more dazed from the impact, his head almost turning into mush.
But this couldn't stop Hyperion from retaliating. He knew that even a slight delay in battle could lead to a fatal situation. Even if he was seeing stars, he had to retaliate immediately.
Two orange-yellow light beams cut through the sky, pushing back Yang Le, who was preparing to pursue further. The scorching energy was still constantly roasting his body in the process. Yang Le realized that Hyperion at this time was stronger than before.
Although his current transformation wasn't the Kryptonian who had previously crushed Hyperion with thunderous force, it wasn't much worse. Even saying it was fifty-fifty wouldn't be impossible.
But at this time, Hyperion was actually able to temporarily force him back. From this, it could be seen that this Eternal God Race exiled to Earth had not wasted time because of trivial matters.
Of course, it was also possible that because of the successive blows in a short time, this strongest superheroes had been stimulated, thus possibly triggering the Eternal God Race bloodline inside his body.
"Hmph!" Yang Le sneered. Perhaps because of the influence of the alien hero after transformation, he didn't really want to know those detours that were of no help to the battle. In his brain, there was only one idea: to beat Hyperion up first.
Exerting strength with both hands, a white light thunder serpent wound around his hand. As Yang Le suddenly tore with both hands, Hyperion's atomic ray was torn open by him, turning into some light spots and dissipating in the air.
Perhaps it was because he had come into contact with too many powerful beings. Hyperion, whose move had been broken, didn't show surprise. Instead, he calmly raised a problem to Yang Le.
"Who exactly are you? And why do you want to attack me?"
"That's not important, kid." Yang Le cracked his knuckles. "I just want to beat you up right now. If you have any problems, wait until you beat me, then talk."
"You've made a mistake choice." Hyperion threatened with a cold face. "You may pay the price of life for this."
"Same as before, wait until you win, then talk, you defeated foe."
Yang Le's sarcasm didn't make Hyperion angry. Instead, it made a trace of doubt rise in the latter's heart.
'Defeated foe?' Hyperion frowned his brow. 'Have I seen this superhuman before?'
It was okay if Yang Le didn't remind him, but with this reminder, Hyperion really had a bit of discovery. He suddenly felt that the superhuman in front of him looked very much like that superhuman who had beaten him powerless to resistance in the universe not long ago.
If you wanted to say they looked alike, they weren't exactly alike. However, there was indeed a bit of similarity in their features.
Similar appearance, similar ability, could it be!
"Are you brothers with that superhuman from not long ago?"
Although it was a question, the expression Hyperion showed was very certain, as if he had determined that his guess must be the truth.
"Think whatever you want." Yang Le didn't have the idea of getting entangled with Hyperion in language. After adjusting his gesture in the air, he accelerated and rushed towards Hyperion. In this process, a lot of lightning was also winding around his body.
Hyperion didn't charge forward like a reckless man. He remained suspended in the air, and his eyes once again shot out orange-yellow atomic rays, wanting to weaken Yang Le's momentum with this.
Facts proved that this was indeed effective. Although the lightning winding around Yang Le blocked Hyperion's atomic ray, it was also offset a lot by the latter.
By the time Yang Le had charged halfway, the lightning on his body was almost completely exhausted.
"Fool's courage." Hyperion sneered.
He wasn't weak to begin with; he'd just been playing in easy leagues for too long and had inadvertently become complacent. It was only after losing a few crucial rounds that he finally woke up, a classic case of closing the barn door after the horses have bolted.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 613 War God
It is too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. Not everyone understands the Reason of preparing for danger in times of Peace, especially for existences as naturally powerful as Hyperion, Power that comes too easily is not always a good thing.
Looking at Yang Le, who was still charging towards him regardless of being weakened, Hyperion couldn't help but feel a trace of vigilance.
Even when he was obviously weakened, he still charged straight at the enemy like this. This person was either a brainless brute or had some kind of reliance.
Hyperion was more willing to believe that his enemy was the latter. He didn't think there would be such a stupid person, so even though he temporarily had the upper hand, he still didn't act rashly, but dodged Yang Le's Charge.
Although he dodged the Attack, Hyperion's Atomic Ray did not stop. Orange-yellow Energy burst out again, this time targeting Yang Le's back heart.
If this move hit solidly, even Hyperion himself would have to lie on the Ground for a long time. If his opponent was just a brainless brute, he would have the Confidence to take down his opponent directly with this move.
But how could Yang Le let him get his wish? Just based on the Ability he had shown before, plus his Human appearance, it was not difficult to see that the Alien Hero Yang Le transformed into at this time was one of the top Races in the Marvel Universe—Asgardians.
Even more so because Yang Le's Asgardian genes came from Thor, so his transformation into an Asgardian had far surpassed other God Race's powerful Power and terrifying Potential.
For example, the Lightning he just displayed, this was a manifestation of Thor's Power, considered an inheritance from the genes, and Lightning often does not travel alone.
Yang Le suddenly turned around and threw a Punch at the incoming Ray. This Punch stirred the Atmosphere, and in the blink of an Eye, a rotating Wind Wall formed in front of Yang Le.
The Wind Wall with Divine Power had Entity, forcefully blocking Hyperion's ever-victorious Atomic Ray. But the collision of two powerful Power was obviously not Peaceful, and the muffled Sound like Thunder was the best proof.
"Boom!"
Speaking of Lightning, several Thunder actually fell from the Sky. Each Lightning fell close to Yang Le's Body, making people's hearts palpitate.
But Yang Le was completely unfazed. The Lightning falling from the Sky had an affinity for him. These natural Power would only become his help and not a Threat.
Of course, if there was a more powerful Lightning user, it would also be possible for Lightning to Damage him. Yes, speaking of Thor, after all, controlling Lightning is his authority, Yang Le was only temporarily borrowing it due to his genes.
Things that are borrowed are never as handy as your own. Perhaps he should try using his own Godhood.
"Whoosh~"
Hyperion vigilantly watched Yang Le hovering not far away. He didn't know why, but the Sky, which was originally thundering and covered with dark clouds, suddenly became Peaceful, as if the Natural Disaster scene before was just his Illusion.
Of course, Hyperion knew this was impossible. He understood that this was just the Peace before the Storm, and the real Battle had just begun.
"Now, let's start the second round."
Yang Le suddenly opened his Eyes. At the same time, several Lightning instantly struck down, but they did not aim at anyone, just falling randomly but rhythmically in the Air.
Why? Why not use Lightning to launch an Attack like just now?
Hyperion's Heart was full of doubt, but at this time Yang Le moved. Before the former could figure out the previous Problem, the real Trouble had already come to his side.
"Because that is the Drum Sound announcing the start of War!"
After saying this, Yang Le's Fist had already solidly hit Hyperion's Face. This Punch was more fierce than the Thunder in the Sky.
"Boom!"
The exploding Thunder and the Sound of the Fist hitting the target sounded at the same Time. Hyperion, who was sent flying, could no longer distinguish which Sound was louder. He only knew that he had to adjust his Form because Yang Le's next Attack was already coming.
The Gale at this time transformed into Yang Le's Warhorse, carrying Yang Le to catch up with Hyperion who was sent flying, still looking relentless.
"Ah!"
Hyperion roared, and orange-yellow Light broke through the clouds. The Atmosphere was ignited, as if a second Sun was rising on Earth.
Facing this heaven-and-earth-changing Attack, Yang Le just raised his Right Hand and shouted.
"Who will help me!"
"Boom!"
A Thunder responded to Yang Le's call. White Lightning struck directly into Yang Le's Right Hand Palm. Yang Le felt something and immediately closed his five fingers, tightly grasping it in his Palm.
"Haah!"
Yang Le focused his Qi in his dantian, and swung his Right Hand holding Lightning fiercely at the incoming Ray. The thick Lightning was gradually elongated and deformed in the Air, and faintly transformed into the Form of an Axe.
"Boom!"
Two unparalleled Power collided, blasting the cloudy Sky into a clear Sky for thousands of miles, but only for a moment. When the Gale subsided, more dark clouds made a comeback again.
Opening his Palm, letting the last bit of Lightning in his Hand dissipate, Yang Le did not intend to give Hyperion a chance to breathe. He stretched out his Left Hand and casually grabbed the dark clouds that had just spread over, holding them in his Hand.
Holding his Left Hand forward and flat, the dark clouds in his Hand began to transform. As Yang Le's Right Hand rested on the dark clouds, Hyperion finally saw that the dark clouds had turned into something like a Bow.
His Right Hand pinched a wisp of dark cloud. As Yang Le drew the Bowstring fully, rumbling Thunder was heard incessantly for a Time.
"Boom!"
Yang Le released the Bowstring, and several Lightning instantly transformed into Arrows, scattering out from the dark clouds and striking towards Hyperion in unison.
Hyperion dodged several Thunder by moving and shifting. Some that he couldn't dodge in Time, he could only shatter with his Fist. Feeling the burning pain and numbness from his Hand, Hyperion was truly suffering in silence.
"It's not over yet!"
Yang Le casually grabbed again, and the Storm carrying him was pulled into his Hand. These constantly rotating Gale transformed into a long strip-shaped Weapon in an illogical Form.
Along with the movement of Yang Le's Wrist, the Storm whipped towards Hyperion like a Long Whip, its Speed was so fast that he couldn't even react.
"Tear!"
Hyperion looked at his Upper Clothes being torn apart. The Power of these Wind far exceeded his expectations. It should be said that those natural Power had been enhanced several times in Yang Le's Hand.
Ordinary Thunder could not Damage Hyperion. This was a Reason he understood when he was six years old, but what was happening at this Time contradicted his Awareness cultivated over the past ten years.
"What the hell are you?"
Yang Le, riding the Storm in the distance, draped in Thunder, with dark clouds wrapped around his Body, coldly stared at Hyperion, who was completely puzzled.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 614 Dragon and Tiger Battle
According to the news Gwenpool brought back, the self in the DC Universe has already used the power of the Asgardian Gods.
The clone not only described the feeling of using it to himself, but also told Yang Le about the authority he had mastered, which is also the authority most suitable for battle.
War, where there are humans, there is struggle. As long as there is struggle, Yang Le's Power can be enhanced. This Power allows Yang Le not only to become stronger in battle, but also to have absolute control over Weapon.
The Weapon here refers not only to swords, spears, and halberds, which is too narrow for a God. For a God, even Storm and Lightning can be turned into Weapon.
As long as he wants, Lightning can be turned into a sharp axe in his hand, and Storm can also become a Long Whip.
Now that he has used his own authority, the Power of the Lightning that Yang Le strikes out is finally comparable to Thor, the real Thor. Otherwise, it should have been impossible for him to directly defeat the Atomic Ray shot by Hyperion just now with Lightning alone.
It should be known that the output of the Atomic Ray just now was not low, otherwise Hyperion would not have shown such Shock as he is now.
"Who am I?" Yang Le chuckled, as if Hyperion had asked some ridiculous Problem.
"Standing in your Presence is a true God!"
In fact, according to the Setting of the Marvel Universe, most people or Race who call themselves Gods are just some kind of powerful Creature. There are very few existences that truly deserve this title.
Strictly speaking, the number of beings that can be called God should not exceed two hands, at least the Asgardians and Eternals are not included in this list.
However, if you relax the standards and look at the Scene in front of you from a Human perspective, it is indeed very funny. An Asgardian claiming to be a God in front of the Eternals can only be said that the majestic Divine Power has indeed temporarily overwhelmed Yang Le's Brain.
After all, he is only about twenty years old. For the Asgardian Gods, he can even be called an Infant. However, the Age adjusted by the Omnitrix for Yang Le is about 1500 years old, and the maximum will not be greater than this number.
If converted, then Yang Le is now in the youth stage among the Asgardian Gods; in any case, he is younger than the Thor Brothers.
According to the saying that the older the Asgardian Gods are, the more monstrous they become, the current Yang Le is far from reaching the peak period of Ability. Therefore, it is normal for him to be overwhelmed by the majestic Divine Power brought by the authority.
After all, the authority of War is too vast. Where there are Gods, there is Struggle. If Yang Le can make the best use of it, the Asgardian Gods are very likely to become the strongest Alien Hero below Alien X.
"God?"
Hyperion looked suspicious and uncertain. He didn't think Yang Le was deceiving him, even though he had never seen the existence of God. However, in the Supreme Squadron, there is a Witch who can use Magic.
This Witch, who often uses that mysterious Power, has mentioned Magic Gods to them more than once. She has also popularized many magical Things to them, and even led them to deal with Demons.
This made Hyperion understand that the World is full of wonders. Don't deny Things you haven't seen based on your narrow Awareness. At least understand them before evaluating them.
But this made Hyperion very confused. He didn't remember offending any Gods. Strictly speaking, he had never even seen a single God, and Yang Le didn't look like any of the Gods Arcanna had popularized to them.
It's just that Arcanna is not here either. Hyperion's Superhuman Registration also included academic factions like them who obtained Supernatural Power through learning. This move undoubtedly angered this Witch.
However, based on past comradeship, Arcanna only left the Supreme Squadron. Moreover, since Arcanna left, the Magic Power they used to know has also disappeared. It seems that Arcanna notified those people, so they all hid.
Now without Arcanna's help, Hyperion is also impossible to distinguish what Thing Yang Le is. Rather, he is not in the Mood to distinguish it now.
Even a Clay Figure has some temper. It is impossible for Hyperion not to be angry after being beaten for no reason. He doesn't care about those formalities now. He just wants to teach the Human in front of him a good Lesson, even if he is a God.
As soon as this thought emerged, Hyperion's Figure disappeared from the Original Place. The majestic Cosmic Energy in his Body became the best fuel, allowing this terrifying Beast to move forward without hesitation.
Yang Le saw Hyperion's small movements clearly. In his Eyes, Hyperion was rushing towards him head-on at an extremely Speed. With this terrifying acceleration and Hyperion's indestructible Physical Body, a terrifying Weapon was born.
But Yang Le is not one to be trifled with either. Through the authority of War, he has obtained a lot of Power. This Power is nourishing his Body all the time. Now he is even stronger than he was a second ago.
"Boom!"
Finally, two powerful forces collided together. For a time, the world changed color, as if the sky was about to be pierced with a hole. Fortunately, Yang Le dragged the Battlefield to the Sea. If it were in the sky above an Island Country, such a big commotion might even stir up some sealed Memory.
The Gale set off by the two as the Center even affected the Sea level thousands of meters below. For a time, the waves were turbulent. If it were the Ground, it might have been torn open.
The Struggle between the two did not just stop at the collision. After that, it was punch for punch and kick for kick, and neither was willing to give in.
The Power of each move far exceeded Missile. The muffled sound brought by the interweaving of Fists and Feet was like thunderbolts, like a bolt from the blue.
"Ha!" Hyperion suddenly exerted force to temporarily force Yang Le back. Before Yang Le could rush towards him again, a wonderful Phenomenon happened. On Hyperion's Hands, orange-yellow Light like Atomic Ray radiated.
"This was originally prepared for that Superhuman. Now I will use you to test it out first!"
Before Hyperion finished speaking, he had already rushed to Yang Le's Presence again. This Ability that Hyperion had never shown in Comics indeed surprised Yang Le, but that was all.
The constantly exploding Lightning was wrapped around Yang Le's Hands. Facing the aggressive Hyperion, Yang Le raised his Hand and used Double Dragons Seek the Sea. The Hands of the two were thus held together.
Cosmic Energy and Divine Power, two powerful forces began to fight through the Bodies of the two. For a Time, their Bodies actually became a Battlefield for the Energies to fight.
This contest has no Technique to speak of. It is more like children sulking. No Expert would use this tactic of hurting the enemy a thousand and losing a thousand to Battle. Now the two are not like they are competing Strength, but more like seeing who falls first.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 615 Asgard
A robust male with golden long hair strode out, walking rapidly on the brick-paved ground surface.
The man wore strange armor. Upper clothes woven from unknown cloth perfectly highlighted the man's figure as if carved by knives and axes. Two pairs of metal discs with slightly different sizes were embedded on it. The man's upper clothes had no sleeves, and covering his arm were chainmail made with extremely high skill.
The lower half of the man's body was clad in scales overlapping like scales, which looked equally exquisite. It made people can't help but wonder whether the man was wearing a work of art or battlefield armor.
"You're back, Thor!"
"God of War of Asgard!"
The man was like a natural superstar. Wherever he went, people lined up to welcome him. Those people were also wearing robe-style clothes that looked like ancient times, and many of them were wearing armor, looking as if they were in ancient Europe.
Thor's corner of mouth slightly raised. Even after hundreds and thousands of times, the cheers of his subjects still made him feel invigorated. Perhaps he was born to do this.
Raising the inseparable hammer, the crowd of onlookers erupted into even louder cheers. This sound could be heard even in the royal city kilometers away.
"Still the same as always." A burly old person stood on the balcony watching Thor, shaking his head as if disappointed, but the pride in his only remaining single eye could not be concealed.
It's just that the pride seemed to be mixed with a hint of worry.
"You weren't inferior when you were young either."
A gentle female voice came from behind him. In all of Asgard, only one person dared to speak to him like this. The old person knew without thinking who was standing behind him.
"You're here, Frigga." Odin turned around, and the Queen, wearing a simple blue long dress, stood behind him, just like when they were children.
Frigga responded to her husband with a smile. Although she didn't put on airs, the grace and nobility carried in every frown and smile were visible to anyone. This woman was like the incarnation of nobility.
"Your heart is again filled with things I don't know."
Even though she was smiling, Odin inexplicably felt a hint of threat. The great god who traversed the Nine Realms helplessly shook his head.
"Some things have happened. No need to look at me like that, Frigga. I was just about to tell you."
"Really?" Frigga gently covered her mouth with her right hand, looking very surprised. "If the great god's wisdom hasn't dissipated, I remember you used this reason when you were thousands of years old. And then what happened?"
Facing his beloved, even the great god Odin had to temporarily bow his head and said, "I went to fight with the giants, but I did that for you. They said you were just a vase."
"I know," Frigga said with a gentle smile. "That's why I'm here, isn't it?"
Odin paused, and finally helplessly shook his head, very simply stating the things he was worried about in his heart.
"Some things have happened in Midgard. I want Thor to go and solve them."
Frigga didn't interrupt. She knew that if it was just a little small matter, the great god who rules the Nine Realms wouldn't pay attention to it, let alone send his most valiant and skilled son to solve it.
Odin has more than one son. Balder, Hermod, and Vidar, although these three are not as good as Thor, they each have their own strengths and can stand alone. Moreover, they all have time. If it were just ordinary business, it wouldn't be worth calling back the busy Thor.
"I felt Tyr's presence," Odin said calmly.
Frigga's pupils suddenly constricted, but she quickly recovered. However, for the Queen who has experienced great storms to lose composure, even for just a short moment, it was enough to prove the seriousness of the matter.
"That's impossible. Tyr is already dead."
"Yes, we all know that. It's a generally accepted fact." Odin let out a long breath. "But I did feel a huge power from war, and that power came from Midgard."
"Could it be Ares?" Frigga stepped forward. "Or Athena? Gods of War are everywhere. Could you be mistaken?"
"That power comes from Asgardian. I cannot be wrong. I'm not so senile that I can't distinguish these."
Odin shook his head, denying Frigga's guess. The latter pondered for a while and then continued, "But back then, Tyr indeed did not go to the Hall of Valor you established. We searched through the Nine Realms but couldn't find his soul. Maybe he didn't die at all?"
The corpse is still there, but the soul disappeared. This matter is also a rare thing for Asgard. After all, playing with life and soul is an evil thing everywhere.
If it's really like Frigga guessed, and someone dared to play with the soul of great god Odin's eldest son, if this matter were to be known by the Asgardian people, it would definitely cause public outrage, and might even trigger a national war.
Frigga was equally angry, but as the Queen, she couldn't instigate Odin to start a national war because of selfish desires. At this time, she should remain calm and advise Odin not to be blinded by anger.
But Odin did not show the emotion of anger. He was as calm as if he wasn't the lion in Frigga's memory.
"The truth of the matter can only be determined after Thor investigates the truth."
...
"Heimdall!"
A tall man wearing heavy armor turned his head. The horn-style helmet he wore was unusually large, and it was unknown whether it would affect his line of sight.
"Oh, it's Thor." Heimdall turned around laughing loudly and walked towards Thor. The two strong men quickly hugged each other, and the armor on their bodies collided, making a clang sound.
"Aren't you maintaining the order of the Nine Realms at the frontline? How do you have time to come see this old timer guarding the bridge?"
"Father has assigned me a new mission." Thor said with a smile, lifting a jar the size of a human head. "Asgard's wine. I forgot to bring it last time. This time, I'm resupplying you with both this time and last time's."
"This thing still looks familiar." Heimdall laughed heartily and quickly snatched the wine jar. Listening to the sound of wine and pottery jar colliding inside, he felt it was simply the most beautiful music in the world.
"Originally, I wanted to invite you to enjoy it together, but the God King has assigned you a mission. No way, I can only enjoy it alone."
Looking at Heimdall's triumphant smile, Thor could only helplessly shake his head and smiled speechlessly.
"Yeah, it's really unfortunate. Looks like I have no chance to taste it."
Heimdall laughed heartily, and then he put away the wine jar, along with the smile on his face, and said seriously to Thor.
"Be careful, Thor. The God King specifically called you back, which proves that other princes can't do this matter. This indicates that this mission may be very dangerous."
Thor also said solemnly, "I know, Heimdall, but Asgardians are not afraid of any danger. My hammer can smash all obstacles!"
(End of Chapter)
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