Chapter 8: Law of Annihilation
"Thunder God Thor? The guy who was killed ten times by Cassandra?"
Sabretooth spat disdainfully; he didn't care at all about the blonde, muscular brute in front of him.
"No, I'm not like those weakling Thors. I'll take you guys out first, then go kick Cassandra's ass."
"Take me out? I hope your strength is as great as your mouth."
Sabretooth roared, his claws lengthening as he dropped to all fours and lunged at Thor.
Facing such a reckless attack, Thor didn't take it to heart. To be honest, Sabretooth's strength might not even be as high as Captain America's.
Thor didn't use any fancy combat techniques, just a simple, unadorned front kick, landing precisely on Victor the Sabretooth's face.
That single kick sent him flying twenty meters. As Sabretooth attacked, Lady Deathstrike and the others also charged at Thor.
With another unadorned slap, he sent the Japanese woman flying. A light blue vortex flashed behind Thor, and he appeared directly behind Bullseye.
Bullseye lived up to his reputation as a top-tier combat expert; his reaction was incredibly fast. Without even turning around, he stabbed backward with a sharp dagger.
Thor reached out two fingers and gently pinched it, whispering behind Bullseye, "Nice moves, but your stats are just too low."
Zzzt—
Dazzling blue light instantly erupted from Thor's fingers, conducting precisely through the dagger into Bullseye's body. Bullseye's limbs convulsed from the sudden surge of electricity, his body quickly carbonized, and he fell into an eternal sleep.
Seizing the opportunity, Arc Light clapped her hands together, releasing a shockwave.
An invisible, intangible shockwave erupted from Arc Light's hands, blasting forward with destructive force.
Thor flashed again, appearing beside Callisto, paralyzing her with lightning before kicking her into the path of the shockwave.
Callisto's body made intimate contact with the shockwave. As expected of a Mutant known for her physical toughness, she was only sent flying dozens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood before crawling back up.
Thor wouldn't miss such a chance. His body flashed again, and a lightning blade sliced her in two.
Simultaneously, he summoned several bolts of lightning to strike at Arc Light. She hurriedly raised her hands above her head to release shockwaves, attempting to resist.
Puchi...
In the next second, a lightning spear plunged deep into her chest; the lightning in the sky never actually fell.
Arc Light stared at Thor with wide, disbelieving eyes. She couldn't understand why someone so powerful would resort to such trickery. Finally, she closed her eyes in resentment.
Puchi—
Thor didn't even bother to explain. Having survived in the Land of Nihility for so long, they should have been more cautious. Who said a strong person couldn't be cunning?
He pulled out the lightning spear and looked around. With three people left, he decided to handle Blob first. He couldn't kill the other two for the time being; their self-healing abilities were truly disgusting.
Of course, "for the time being" only meant right now, because Pyro's car actually contained Law Fragments of Annihilation, and he was about to finish absorbing them.
"Go, Gungnir!"
Thor took a short run-up, then twisted his waist and hips, hurling the lightning spear with immense force, aiming straight for Blob.
Seeing his companions either dead or injured, panic was visible on Blob's face. His several-hundred-pound frame began to run backward frantically.
Unfortunately, he was too slow to outrun his destined fate.
His head was instantly blown apart by the lightning spear, and his massive body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.
Seeing their companions all dead within two minutes, Sabretooth and Lady Deathstrike realized that this Thunder God Thor was not someone they could handle. They immediately turned and fled.
Thor watched them run for a full kilometer before shouting, "Emma! Time to work!"
Then, the HYDRA squad and the Carter squad saw the fleeing Sabretooth and Lady Deathstrike suddenly freeze in place, turn around, and run back.
"Mind control, just like Cassandra's."
Seeing this, how could Captain Hydra not know what this ability was? Beside him, Captain Carter's brow furrowed slightly.
"Thor, are you commanding me?"
The White Queen, Emma Frost, appeared alongside Red Devil and Elizabeth, her tone slightly dissatisfied.
Thor looked at Emma and smiled.
"Commanding? Emma, our deal was for you to help me deal with Cassandra's subordinates."
He pointed at the recently returned Sabretooth and Lady Deathstrike.
"There are two left, and they ran a kilometer. Is there a problem with me calling you?"
Emma narrowed her eyes.
"Are you trying to reason with me?"
"No," Thor took a step closer, "I'm stating facts."
The two locked eyes.
Then Thor took a step back.
"Of course, if you think my attitude was bad, I apologize. Sorry, I'll use a different word next time."
Emma stared at him for three seconds.
Then she smiled.
"...Fine. I'll let it slide this time."
Thor breathed a sigh of relief.
This woman was really hard to please.
He walked up to Lady Deathstrike and Sabretooth, wondering which one to use to test his newly mastered Law of Annihilation.
Whatever, I'll just pick one.
"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe..." Thor decisively used the wisdom of his past life to start the selection process. His finger pointed back and forth between the two before finally landing on Victor the Sabretooth.
No one present understood what this Thunder God was doing.
Only Iron Fist's pupils dilated slightly in shock and confusion. Wasn't that a rhyme children from Dragon Country used when playing? How did this Thunder God from Norse mythology know it?
"Victor, it's a bit of a shame. You might not get to die at Logan's hands."
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Thor turned to look at Emma, who was standing nearby with her arms crossed.
"How troublesome..."
Emma understood Thor's intent. She frowned and gave Victor a chance to speak his final words.
Victor the Sabretooth grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. His tone held a hint of regret. "That is indeed a bit of a shame. Do it."
Hearing this, Thor didn't dawdle. He placed his hand on Sabretooth's shoulder and activated the Law of Annihilation. A dark purple light emanated from his palm and rapidly expanded. Sabretooth's nearly immortal body began to annihilate and dissipate bit by bit before the Law.
"Give Logan a message for me: I'll be waiting for him in Hell."
As the final words fell, Sabretooth completely vanished into the Land of Nihility, as if he had never existed.
Thor looked at Lady Deathstrike and repeated the process, though this time he didn't give her a chance for final words. When someone from the Land of the Rising Sun dies, they die.
As Lady Deathstrike also dissipated into the Land of Nihility, Thor turned his gaze toward Red Devil.
"Emma, do it."
Being commanded again made the White Queen, EmmaFrost, a bit annoyed, but she complied. With a single thought, her massive spiritual power instantly wiped out Red Devil's consciousness.
As soon as Red Devil's consciousness was extinguished, another even more massive, twisted, and evil spiritual power surged forth from his body.
A crazed, evil female voice filled with bone-chilling killing intent slowly emerged from Red Devil's mouth, echoing throughout the Land of Nihility:
"How boring... I only sent them out to find some supplies, and you've gone and killed all my little pets?"
Chapter 9: The White Queen is So Lame, Can't Even Handle an Evil Bald Woman
Emma Frost, sensing this mental power far surpassing her own, turned extremely grave. She quickly turned her head to look at Elizabeth beside her:
"Elizabeth, help me sever her connection! We can't let her find this place!"
"Okay!"
The next second, the White Queen Emma and PsylockeElizabeth merged their mental powers, jointly resisting the psychic storm from Cassandra.
It took the combined efforts of one Omega-level Mutantand one quasi-Omega-level Mutant to barely withstand Cassandra's psychic storm.
Only at this moment did Thor fully realize just how powerful the ruler of the Land of Nihility truly was. No wonder she was also collecting these Law Fragments. Looking at it this way, the real Cassandra wasn't someone who could be easily dealt with using a Red Tank's helmet like in the movies.
He estimated that only the Professor in his prime coming here could stand on equal footing with her, or some of the more monstrous Mutants, like Phoenix, Franklin, or Legion, could completely eliminate this bald woman.
The good news was, this 'newbie zone' was very conducive to his growth. The bad news was, the boss of this newbie zone was a bit over-leveled.
Furthermore, based on existing intelligence, her Base must contain a large number of Law Fragments. However, according to his speculation, she probably couldn't absorb the Law Fragments with 100% efficiency.
If she could truly do that, they would already be in pieces by now.
"Oh? Emma Frost, the White Queen? A rare species in the Land of Nihility!"
Even while locked in their confrontation, Cassandra could spare the mental capacity to observe. Her gaze swept over Thor's group swiftly. Only the White Queen and this new Thunder God Thor could capture her attention.
"And this Thunder God Thor who can absorb Laws... interesting, very interesting. The two of you are qualified to become my collectibles."
"Let me think... one can be made into a diamond toilet, the other into a human sculpture. How does that sound?"
Hearing the other party's casual, almost dismissive taunt, even treating her as a mere toilet, Emma, a rare occurrence, felt genuine anger flare. The diamond-like skin covering her body seemed to shimmer with a layer of cold light.
All her usual elegance and languidness vanished, replaced by nothing but piercing coldness in her ice-crystal eyes.
"Cassandra, you've been stuck in the Land of Nihility for so long, have you gone mad to the point of forgetting all decorum?"
Her voice was icy, devoid of any panic, yet her psychic power secretly layered and reinforced itself, locking down this space firmly alongside Psylocke.
"Collectibles? A diamond toilet?
You really think too highly of yourself.
You're nothing but a mad dog discarded by the TVA, occupying a pile of garbage ruins, and you truly think you're a god?"
A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of Emma's lips as her mental words stabbed directly at Cassandra's consciousness:
"I advise you to retract your psychic probes and obediently crawl back to your toilet!"
"If you truly force me to break all pretenses, even at the cost of severe psychic damage, I can drag you down with me.
You should know that in a death struggle between two telepaths, even if you win, you'll be left with permanent scars."
As her words fell, she held back no longer. Her psychic power transformed into countless sharp ice crystals, dense and numerous, slashing fiercely towards Cassandra's psychic storm.
Hearing Emma's threat, Cassandra paid it no mind. With a single thought, her immense psychic power and telekinesis coalesced into a hurricane, effortlessly swallowing the attacks from Emma and Elizabeth.
"Emma Frost." Cassandra chuckled lightly, enunciating the White Queen's name syllable by syllable. "Has no one ever told you that there are differences even among Omega-level Mutants?"
The next second, the immense psychic hurricane swept up everything around it—collapsed walls, spaceship wreckage—all were drawn into its vortex. A terrifying natural disaster was born.
Seeing the situation turn dire, Captain Hydra and CaptainCarter had long since led their squads in retreat. In a battle of this level, super-soldiers like them were no different from ants.
Stepping forward would just be offering themselves up as cannon fodder.
Thor seized this opportunity to begin frantically absorbing the Mental Law Fragments the three women were shedding. His own psychic power began to surge rapidly.
Thor immediately used his psychic power to communicate directly with Emma. "Emma! Hold on a little longer with Elizabeth. I'll get us out of here!"
Emma's expression faltered slightly in surprise. This Thunder God Thor could already forcibly establish a psychic bridge with her so quickly?
"Okay. How much longer do you need?"
"Five minutes!"
"Fine. Elizabeth, we need to go all out."
"Okay!"
The psychic powers of Emma and Elizabeth merged once more, rapidly transforming into a psychic energy storm no less formidable than Cassandra's, clashing violently against it!
For a moment, two colossal hurricanes collided violently within the Land of Nihility. This spectacle shocked everyone in the Land of Nihility—someone could actually fight Cassandra head-on without being at a disadvantage?
Atop a hidden mountain ridge, Laura, holding binoculars, watched the apocalyptic scene in the distance. She then turned to look at the man beside her, wearing a trench coat and idly shuffling a deck of cards.
"Remy, among the Mutants you know, is there anyone who could fight that monster to a standstill like this?"
Gambit Remy took the binoculars and watched for a while before slowly shaking his head. "No. Even Charles only controls people; he can't create a psychic storm on such a large scale. Emma Frost, the White Queen, has abilities similar to the Professor's. She shouldn't be able to do this either."
Erica emerged from the cave, also taking a look through the binoculars. She sighed, "Thank goodness my Worlddoesn't have monsters like you all. If they had a fight like that on my Earth, my home would be blown to smithereens."
Blade Warrior Eric, sitting to the side drinking, I made a comment, "Who among those dumped in this garbage dump isn't a monster?"
"That's true," Erica shrugged.
On the main battlefield, the two tornadoes remained locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand for the moment.
While absorbing the Mental Law Fragments dropped by the three, Thor was also absorbing three other Space Law Fragments.
His psychic power quickly surged to a level on par with the White Queen Emma Frost. The next second, he hesitated no longer and joined the fray.
With the addition of another quasi-Omega-level psychic force, Cassandra's psychic storm was pushed back step by step.
A sinister, charming smile curled on the face of the Red Devil she controlled. "How truly fascinating! To perfectly absorb the Laws within the Law Fragments... I've decided. I'll allow you to be my test subject, Thunder God Thor."
"Bullshit! Go fuck yourself, Cassandra!"
"Listen up, you hear me? You will forever, *forever*, only be the garbage that Charles casually discarded. The power you're so proud of all comes from the man you look down on the most, yet you never considered that he simply doesn't care about you!"
"And you have the audacity to call yourself his sister, yet you never considered that he doesn't even know you, doesn't even care about you!"
While assisting Emma and Elizabeth, Thor directly stabbed at Cassandra's most sensitive spot, following the descriptions of her from the comics.
The sinister smile on the Red Devil's face suddenly twisted. The murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified into substance. The psychic storm, previously suppressed by their combined efforts, swelled once more, beginning to reverse the pressure against the Join forces of Thor and the two women.
"Fine, fine, fine! Thunder God Thor, is it? Being a test subject is still giving you too much credit. I'll make you wish you were dead, begging for death but unable to find it!"
With that roar, Cassandra went completely berserk. The sky instantly darkened. One after another, even more massive tornadoes rose from the ground, crashing violently into the psychic storm created by the trio.
A classic case of taunting to buy time. Having fully absorbed the three Space Law Fragments, Thor stepped forward, wrapping one arm around Emma's waist and the other around Elizabeth's. He flashed a wide, toothy grin at Cassandra:
"Cassandra, you're a fucking idiot!"
The next moment, a blue spatial vortex swirled around the three, and they vanished from the spot, leaving only a furious, raging Cassandra behind.
Chapter 10: The Irritable Queen, White Queen
Alioth, that mass of dark purple clouds that had been wandering the Land of Nihility, was also drawn by these two massive energy fluctuations and was rushing forward at full speed.
The Red Devil, controlled by Cassandra, was just about to catch up with Thor and the others when she noticed that time monster was on its way. Forcing down her surging killing intent and rage, she controlled several mental hurricanes to strike at Alioth.
Damn that Thunder God Thor! Damn that Alioth!
Cassandra, stalled by Alioth, lost the best opportunity to pursue Thor and the others. After creating several more mental storms to vent her anger on Alioth, a cloud of red smoke spread, and she turned and vanished.
Alioth was not at all polite when encountering this delivered buffet. It instantly opened its bloody maw and swallowed the mental storms one by one. After devouring them all, the massive dark cloud began to linger around the place where the few had just fought.
Attempting to find a similar buffet.
After swallowing several more pieces of spaceship wreckage and finding no more buffet being delivered, it shook its massive body and moved slowly into the distance.
Thor had now absorbed four Law Fragments of Space, and the maximum distance for each move was only about one kilometer.
Thor didn't know how long he had been running with Emma and Elizabeth; he only knew that he had stopped after completely draining his last bit of God Power and his mental strength, which had just reached the quasi-Omega level.
His whole body felt exhausted, his arms draped over Emma and Elizabeth. It was only because Elizabethreached out to support him that he didn't fall face-first onto the ground.
"I can always count on you, Elizabeth. You're much better than that face-saving, elegant tsundere Emma..."
"Thor! You're looking for death!"
Hearing Thor's mockery, Emma's anger, which hadn't fully subsided from Cassandra's provocation, flared up again. Just as she rolled up her sleeves, intending to let him know what it meant for trouble to come from the mouth, she saw that Thor had already fainted, his body hanging halfway on Elizabeth.
"Emma, wait until he wakes up. He overextended himself just after recovering a bit, all to save us."
Elizabeth's voice still didn't have much emotional fluctuation; she was just calmly stating the facts.
"Then I'll see when he wakes up. How dare he speak ill of me to my face?!"
Emma snorted coldly and didn't explode further. After all, this big idiot really did save her and Elizabeth, but business is business—the debt for speaking ill of her to her face still had to be settled!
"You take care of him; I'll go find food."
After saying that, Emma didn't wait for Elizabeth's reply and stormed off in one direction. Who knew which unlucky soul was about to suffer?
Psylocke Elizabeth Becky Braddock carefully placed Thor's body on the ground. This blonde hunk before her was truly too mysterious; it was as if she and Emma were stripped bare in front of him.
Not only did he know what they had been through, but he also clearly knew their lowest points, their hatreds, and their obsessions, and he had precisely offered trade terms that neither of them could refuse.
For the first time, her cold heart experienced a true ripple. Her soul had been in this shell that didn't belong to her for over a decade, and she had long since grown accustomed to it.
Now, a guy claiming to be the Asgardian Thunder God Thor suddenly told her there was a way to reshape her original body. She hadn't even doubted him immediately—was it because this guy had learned her and Emma's mutant abilities with just a glance?
Or was it because this was what she desired most in her heart, something she hadn't dared to hope for?
Elizabeth laughed self-deprecatingly. She had already become completely accustomed to the darkness, yet when a ray of light suddenly appeared, why had she been so eager to agree?
She was no longer the three-year-old child she once was, yet she had still been fooled so easily.
A drowning person often craves a piece of driftwood. And you, Thunder God Thor, can you really help me achieve what I once didn't even dare to think about, the thing my heart craves the most?
Elizabeth just quietly watched Thor lying on the ground, lost in thought.
After an unknown amount of time, Elizabeth's eyelids were drooping with exhaustion, but she still forced herself to stay alert. Emma hadn't returned, and Thor was still unconscious; if she fell, it would be over.
Her mental strength was not as powerful as Emma's or Cassandra's. After that major battle, her mental strength was also nearly depleted. The reason she could still resist falling asleep was only because this body was originally from a ninja background, and its endurance was slightly stronger.
"Elizabeth, you're still the considerate one. Unlike that Emma, who likes to get physical at the drop of a hat; her temper is a match for Wolverine Logan."
As soon as Thor opened his eyes, he saw the swaying Elizabeth. He hurriedly sat up and held her shoulders, using the tiny bit of God Power he had just recovered to activate the Law of Life, easing Elizabeth's mental fatigue and healing her in the process.
"Thor Odinson! I worked myself to death going out to find food for you guys, and as soon as I get back, I hear you speaking ill of me?!"
Emma looked at Thor, who was healing Elizabeth, with gritted teeth. The anger she had just vented flared up again instantly.
With a wave of her hand, she had the people following behind her drop the supplies on the ground. Her entire body instantly turned into her diamond form as she walked toward Thor furiously. From her stance, she looked like she wanted to eat him alive.
Thor wasn't panicked at all; he directly pulled Elizabeth in front of him as a shield. Just as he was about to mock the White Queen with a grin again, a flexible purple whipbound him up.
"Eh?"
Thor looked at Elizabeth in front of him. "Elizabeth! I just helped ease your mental fatigue, and you backstab me! Is this how you treat your savior?!"
Elizabeth didn't speak; she just kept him bound so he couldn't escape. Then Thor saw a gleaming white diamond fist growing larger and larger before his eyes.
Bang!
"Emma! I just saved you and Elizabeth, and this is how you treat your savior?"
Thor hurriedly begged for mercy. He hadn't even had time to recover his strength before being tied up and given a beating.
"Savior? Am I not also your savior? Thor Odinson! Is this how you speak ill of your savior?"
"And business is business; our trade agreement didn't allow you to speak ill of me whenever you like, did it?!"
White Queen Emma kicked Thor straight to the ground, flipped over to sit on him, and raised her hands to rain down blows.
Crack! Thwack!
After a lesson of love, Thor tremblingly pulled a piece of rag from his body, wiped it with his hand to reveal a patch of white, and then held it up:
"Your Majesty, I surrender! The Geneva Convention requires the humane treatment of prisoners!"
Chapter 11: Why Is It Unreasonable for the God of Thunder to Teleport, Manipulate Time, and Control Elements?
"Kind treatment of prisoners?" Emma Frost seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the World. Her eyes, filled with blazing fury, lingered on Thor, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine.
"Don't you know me well? Thor Odinson. Then you should know my attitude towards prisoners. In my World, prisoners have only two choices: useful ones are kept, useless ones die."
"Which will you choose?"
Thor secretly used his psychic energy to materialize a small knife, cutting through the energy whip binding him. He retreated behind Elizabeth.
A faint green light emanated from his palm, spreading outward. Within a few breaths, the sliver of divine power and mental energy he had consumed was fully restored.
In his palm, Thor still clutched the three Law Fragments he had snatched from Pyro's jeep. Seizing the opportunity during this standoff with Emma, he absorbed and comprehended them frantically.
Two minutes later, the Law of Life he had mastered grew by another wisp. The injuries on his body healed a little more, and his divine power also increased substantially.
Having restored a sliver of divine power, he could easily deal with Cassandra's subordinates. Now, having absorbed two Law of Life Fragments, why should he fear the White Queen?!
"Emma Frost, what you say makes sense, but I really don't like your tone."
"Oh? Who gave you the guts to speak to me like that?!"
Thor didn't answer. With this kind of opponent, just beating her soundly would make her behave. Did she really think he was weak because he backed down earlier?
With a single thought, a familiar blue spatial vortex appeared, and his entire person vanished from the spot.
Emma Frost, a genuine Omega-level Mutant, once the White Queen of the Hellfire Club and a teacher at the Xavier Institute.
Her combat experience was immense. Without a second thought, acting purely on instinct, she swiftly turned and threw a punch.
Boom!
Two fists, one large and one small, collided instantly, sending out wave after wave of invisible shockwaves.
Facing Thor's assault, Emma didn't retreat but advanced instead. Her long leg sliced through the air, aiming straight for Thor's head.
Wham!
Thor casually extended a hand, directly clamping onto Emma's leg, giving her no chance to pull back. After all, he knew all too well: while the White Queen's diamond form defense was strong, her physical strength was clearly its weak point.
By his estimation, it was roughly on par with Captain America, maybe even less than Spider-Man.
Seeing her leg caught by Thor, Emma tried to pull it back but found she couldn't. Pushing off the ground with her remaining foot, her body spun gracefully in the air like a white swan, delivering a fierce kick towards Thor's chest.
Thor used his other hand to block Emma's attack. Then, a sudden idea struck him. He grabbed hold of both of Emma's legs and refused to let go.
The poor Emma Frost, her strength no match for Thor's, now had both legs in his grasp with no way to break free. Her body hung half in the air, utterly unable to gain leverage.
"Thor Odinson! I order you to let go!"
After struggling in vain to break free, Emma was clearly becoming furious and embarrassed, as her current posture was indeed rather undignified.
Thor chose selective deafness, ignoring Emma's threat. Because he realized something: the proud, cold, and sharp-tongued White Queen, among Mutants, was only truly formidable for her Telepathy.
Once her Telepathy proved ineffective, she was truly like a lamb thrown to the wolves.
At this thought, a wicked smile curled on Thor's lips, stretching almost to his ears. "Hehehe... Emma Frost, even if you beg for mercy now, I won't let you go, hehehe!"
Elizabeth stood at a distance, arms crossed, watching this absurd scene. Emma was struggling frantically, but unfortunately, her strength was no match for Thor's, leading to a rather... inappropriate visual.
She had no intention of helping Emma. After all, a chance to see the once-famous White Queen of the Hellfire Clubin such a predicament was extremely rare, let alone one this peculiar.
She should record this scene. Patting herself all over, she remembered the still-functional phone she'd picked up here was given to Thor earlier.
After some thought, she decided to forget it. If she really took a picture, the White Queen would definitely come after her.
Emma's voice suddenly echoed in her mind: "You're just going to watch?!"
Elizabeth replied calmly, "A rare opportunity."
"Elizabeth—!"
"Don't worry, I won't take pictures."
"Thor! Let go of me right now! Or else..."
"Or else what, huh? Respected White Queen, Emma Frost. Your threats lack bite right now, don't they?"
Thor finally had the chance to mock the White Queenrelentlessly and immediately activated his passive skill: sarcastic provocation.
"If you don't let go now, our deal is off! And I will definitely kill you!"
Thor understood that Emma Frost, the White Queen, was genuinely furious. He stopped teasing her, releasing his grip. Emma fell to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.
"Thor! You're finished!"
Emma sprang up like a carp leaping from water. Instantly dismissing her full-body diamond form, she completely unleashed her Omega Level Telepathy and mental energy, converging it into a massive cone that stabbed fiercely into Thor's mind.
"Emma Frost, I never expected the renowned White Queento be such a sore loser."
Thor knew his current mental energy, though indeed at a quasi-Omega Level, would still suffer considerably against the White Queen's full-powered outburst.
So, he laid his cards on the table. He cheated, directly!
Centered on Thor, a pale green light instantly enveloped both of them.
He directly performed a time rewind, reverting to the dozen seconds before Emma used her mental energy. For good measure, he also froze the time around Emma.
Just as the Law of Time was about to end, he reached out, stroked Emma's smooth, golden hair, then flashed back to Elizabeth's side.
Time resumed.
Emma froze for a moment, unclear about what had just happened. The vast mental energy she had just mustered, having lost its target in an instant, dissipated.
She reached up and touched her long hair, feeling as if something had happened, but she just couldn't remember what.
Witnessing this terrifying scene, Elizabeth's fingers instinctively rested on the hilt of her blade.
She had seen everything that just happened clearly from her position. Emma had already unleashed her mental energy, blasting towards Thor. The next instant, it was as if nothing had happened at all, and Emma was even frozen in place, unable to move.
This scene reminded her vividly of the moment she was sent here by those Agents from the Time Variance Authority. Those Agents had used some unknown technological device to freeze the time around her.
Otherwise, with her strength as a quasi-Omega-level Mutant, how could she have been so easily thrown into this dump?
This Thunder God Thor could also perform a similar time freeze?!
This discovery plunged Elizabeth into complete silence, while simultaneously, a spark named hope instantly ignited within her heart.
It seems he wasn't lying about that deal. He really could do it.
After over a decade, she finally saw hope again—the hope of once more possessing a body uniquely her own.
Chapter 12 Emma Frost, You Were Once a Little Girl Too
Emma rubbed her head, always feeling that something was off.
She looked at Elizabeth.
"What just happened?"
Elizabeth was expressionless.
"He grabbed your legs, held you in mid-air, and you struggled for half a minute."
Emma's face darkened.
"I don't need you to remind me, Elizabeth. And then?"
"Then he touched your hair."
Emma froze.
For once, the corner of Elizabeth's mouth curled up slightly.
"The texture probably felt quite nice."
Emma didn't respond but began to think, feeling as if something was missing.
"Then how did he get next to me?"
Elizabeth remained silent for a long while before answering, "Remember how we were thrown into this junkyard by those Agents? That's exactly what he just did to you."
"Huh?!" Hearing Elizabeth's words, Emma recalled the scene before she was 'pruned' in by that baton.
"Wait, Elizabeth, are you saying Thor just paused time around me? Just like those TVA Agents did to us?!!"
"That's exactly it. It's just a pity I didn't record that scene." Elizabeth shook her head with some regret. "The famous White Queen, easily handled by someone, and in such an ungraceful posture."
Emma's face instantly turned as black as charcoal, veins bulging on her forehead. "Elizabeth—!"
"Don't worry, Emma. If I ever get the chance to return to my Universe, I'll definitely tell Charles and the others!"
For the second time, the White Queen Emma Frost was absolutely fuming again.
She immediately launched a 'Black Tiger Steals the Heart' attack at Elizabeth. Elizabeth wasn't to be outdone either, starting the second round with Emma.
Thor wasn't surprised to see this. After all, these two often bickered in the comics; it wasn't anything rare. According to his memories from his previous life, the two were like frenemies.
The kind who, upon hearing the other had a breakup, would specifically run over to make some snide remarks.
Thor looked down at the remaining two Law Fragments. One was orange, and the other was multicolored. Under his perception, one was a Law of Soul fragment, and the other seemed to correspond to Law of Elements.
It seemed that in the future, his lightning could also carry other attributes. This scene reminded him of a 'power fantasy' novel he had read in his previous life, "Don't Bully the Young."
So Xiao Huohuo mastered Heavenly Flames, while he mastered Heavenly Lightning?
The name just sounded a bit weird.
Elizabeth and Emma fought more and more vigorously, clearly starting to get genuinely fired up. Two women fighting was quite a sight, but compared to becoming stronger and restoring power, it wasn't quite enough.
Thor immediately began to absorb the two Law Fragments, while also pulling out a few pieces of bread to munch on from the supplies taken back from the three unlucky guys Emma had controlled.
A quarter of an hour passed, and Thor had completely absorbed these two Law Fragments. Looking at the two who were still locked in a heated battle, he suddenly thought of something fun. With a wave of his hands in the air, countless elemental energies formed two chibi figures.
These two chibi figures were none other than PsylockeElizabeth Becky Braddock and White Queen Emma Frost. The two chibi figures flew over to follow the fighting pair, sitting on their respective heads, their short legs dangling. They were clearly watching the show too.
Emma and Elizabeth also noticed the strange little figures that had suddenly appeared on their heads. They stopped in unison and turned their heads together to look at Thor, who was eating bread nearby.
"Did you do this?" Emma smoothed her slightly messy suit and maintained a haughty, elegant pace as she walked toward Thor.
"Yeah. Don't you think the chibi versions of you are cute?"
Thor said while chewing on his bread.
Emma stared at him for three seconds.
"Thor, do you think that because I can't beat you right now, you can just do whatever you want?"
Thor thought for a moment and nodded seriously.
"Pretty much."
As soon as he spoke, the chibi figure on top of Emma's head shook its round little head, put its short arms on its hips, and perfectly replicated her current haughty posture with her chin raised. Even the bit of hidden annoyance in her eyebrows was imitated vividly.
The perfect elegance Emma had maintained for over a decade instantly cracked.
She quietly activated her Telepathic abilities, wanting to directly erase this little thing that dared to be so insolent on her head. But as soon as her vast mental power touched the chibi, it was bounced back by a soft yet indestructible Elemental barrier.
After failing several times in a row, Emma turned expressionlessly to look at Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, you have one on your head too."
"I know. I think it's quite interesting, isn't it? It mimics you so well."
Elizabeth was poking the chibi figure on her head with great interest.
That little thing wasn't afraid of her; instead, it hugged her fingertip and rubbed against it. It even raised its hand to condense a fingernail-sized Purple Psylocke blade and performed a beautiful sword flourish—it was a literal miniature version of herself.
"Thor, your craftsmanship is fine—the proportions are just a bit shrunk. You'll have to adjust it for me later."
"Sure, Elizabeth." Thor swallowed his bread and nodded.
"Call me Betsy from now on."
Thor was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. He looked up in disbelief and stared at Elizabeth for a full ten seconds before speaking: "Are you sure? Elizabeth?"
"Didn't I say, call me Betsy?"
"Alright, Betsy."
Hearing their conversation, Emma felt even more incredible. "Elizabeth, given our relationship, you won't even let me call you Betsy?! But he can?! Whose side are you on anyway?!"
Elizabeth said without looking back, "I'm on the side of fun. And Emma, we aren't from the same Universe. Strictly speaking, we really aren't that close."
Emma took a deep breath, no longer minding Elizabeth's "betrayal." She forced down the urge to go over and flip Thor's bread. "Thor, I'll give you three seconds! Get this little thing off my head, or I'll make you pay even if it kills me! I, Emma Frost, absolutely mean what I say!!!"
"OK, OK, whatever you say."
With a wave of Thor's hand, the chibi on Emma's head instantly dissipated, leaving only her messy blonde hair as proof that the little thing had ever existed.
"Such a bad temper every single day. Weren't you a little girl once too? I was just trying to cheer you up, and you're still unhappy."
Emma was about to turn around to vent her anger on those three unlucky guys when she heard Thor's muttering. Her footsteps came to a sudden halt, and her body stiffened slightly.
Three seconds later, she slowly turned around, a familiar, chilling smile on her face.
"What did you say?"
Thor chewed his bread without looking up.
"I said, you were once a little girl too. You just wrapped yourself up like a hedgehog later on, pricking anyone who gets close."
"Am I wrong?"
Emma stared at him without saying a word.
The smile on her face slowly disappeared.
Not because of anger, but because—
He was right.
Three seconds later, she put back on that cold and haughty mask.
"Thor, do you think that knowing a little bit about my past gives you the right to talk to me about life?"
"I, Emma Frost, have lived to this day not by 'once being a little girl,' but by never looking back."
"So—eat your bread and shut up!"
Thor looked at her and smiled.
"Fine, I'll stop."
He took a bite of bread.
But as Emma turned away, he muttered softly again:
"But even hedgehogs have soft bellies. If you show it occasionally, no one will laugh at you."
Emma's footsteps paused once more.
Then she walked even faster.
But Thor noticed—
Her ears were a little red.
Betsy watched this scene from the side, not missing any chance to make Emma uncomfortable.
"Emma, he's right."
Emma didn't look back.
"You shut up."
The corner of Betsy's mouth curled slightly.
"I'm just stating a fact."
Chapter 13: Psylocke Shoots Straight
On the other side, the three unlucky guys mentally controlled by Emma Frost, the White Queen, became the targets of her venting.
Betsy teased the chibi version of herself in her hand while looking at Thor, who was still feasting. She suddenly spoke up in a playful tone, "Thor, are you trying to hit on me and Emma?"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Thor choked on a mouthful of water at these sudden words, having never expected Betsy to blurt something like that out.
Crap, his little ulterior motives had been discovered and exposed on the spot.
After all, which transmigrator hasn't thought about building a harem in the Marvel Universe?
It was just that these two he met weren't that easy to fool. If he had met Wanda at the beginning, wouldn't it have been a piece of cake to trick her into being his wife?
"You're thinking about another woman right now, aren't you?"
Betsy, true to her ninja background, made no sound as she walked. She leaned right into Thor's face, so close he could even smell the fragrance of her breath.
"You definitely guessed wrong, Betsy. I was thinking about how to kick Cassandra's ass hard."
"You won't even let that lunatic Cassandra off?!"
Thor quickly stood up to deny it. "Betsy, you can't just say things like that! Only a psycho would like a psycho. Maybe only Deadpool would like her type."
"Deadpool? You mean Wade Wilson, that lunatic whose face looks like a rotten avocado?"
"You know that nutjob?"
"I do. When we were fighting together before, his head was chopped off by a Sentinel Robots, and his mouth was still talking nonstop. No wonder Logan wants to stab him the moment they meet."
Betsy placed the chibi figure on her head and crossed her arms, staring into Thor's eyes as she spoke word by word, "You haven't answered my question directly, Thor."
Thor felt a bit unnerved by her gaze and had to admit, "Right. You should know, I am the Prince of Asgard. I lost everyone—first my mother, then my father, my brother, my home, my people, and then my lover. For the continuation of Asgard, I must take on this responsibility."
"Tsk, if you're horny, just say you're horny. Don't make it sound so grand and dignified." Betsy curled her lip. "Then which of us do you plan to make the Queen, me or Emma?"
Thor froze.
"...Are you serious?"
Betsy stared at him for three seconds.
"Just kidding."
The corner of her mouth curved up slightly.
"Look how scared you are."
Thor breathed a sigh of relief.
But Betsy's next sentence choked him up again:
"But you'll have to think about this question sooner or later."
"Then why don't you ask Emma?"
Betsy raised an eyebrow.
"Why would I ask her? She'd definitely say, 'Me, of course.'"
Thor thought about Emma's reaction and felt she was right.
"Then how am I supposed to answer?"
Betsy looked at him.
"It's simple. You say, 'You'."
Thor was stunned.
Betsy laughed.
"Fooled you. I just wanted to see you look troubled."
She turned and walked away.
Leaving Thor alone, holding a piece of bread, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
He had to admit, this was indeed a difficult problem. Given White Queen Emma's personality, she certainly wouldn't be willing to give up that position. This is going to be tricky!
You're both my wings; how about each of you being Queen for a day?
Forget it, nothing has happened yet, why think so much?
Since things have come to this, let's just eat first.
Emma finally finished venting all her anger, leaving those three unlucky guys bruised and swollen.
"Emma, you heard all that, didn't you?"
"What? Are you unhappy because he didn't choose you to be Queen, Elizabeth?" Emma wouldn't miss this good opportunity and shot back immediately.
Betsy didn't answer, just quietly looking at her.
"What are you looking at? Why haven't you paid respects to the future Queen of Asgard?" Emma tilted her head high, gesturing at Betsy.
"Emma, when did you become so childish? It seems Thorwas right; you really are just a little girl."
"Say whatever you want. Anyway, I don't deign to compete with you. I am Emma Frost, the famous White Queen. What I want will eventually be mine, understand? Betsy."
"You're just a hedgehog."
"What did you say—!"
"You're just a hedgehog."
Betsy repeated it once more.
Emma's expression immediately became unpleasant as she narrowed her eyes at Betsy.
"Do you want to have another fight with me?"
"I'm from the Animal Protection Association; I don't bully small animals."
Betsy turned and left after saying that.
"Elizabeth Becky Braddock—!"
Leaving Emma there to rage impotently, she glared fiercely at Thor, who was silently eating, and gave the three unlucky guys on the ground another kick.
Thor looked up somewhat bewildered. Your personal grudge has nothing to do with me.
This person who loves wearing erotic battle suits every day just needs to be taught a lesson. When he finds an opportunity, he'll see how he thrashes her!
Having eaten and drunk his fill, Thor let out a loud burp. After sensing that there were no Law Fragments within a one-kilometer radius, he fell into a state of confusion. Should he go for a walk around the area now?
If he didn't kill Cassandra—that evil bald woman with no chest and no ass—he would feel truly uneasy.
And honestly, of these two women, only Cassandra could pose a threat to them. Maybe there's also Old Loki and Alioth, but under normal circumstances, Old Loki certainly wouldn't take action lightly.
Truth be told, he also wanted to see the true Archmage God of Mischief Loki from another Universe, rather than a melee assassin Loki.
Using magic to manifest an entire Asgard—what a massive amount of mana that must be. One must know that Asgardis a floating continent suspended in a different dimension, with an area even larger than the territory of the United States.
Furthermore, the Asgard created by this Old Loki was a physical entity; otherwise, it wouldn't have held off Aliothfor so long, fighting desperately to give Lady Loki and Lokithe chance to meet Kang the Conqueror.
It could be said that in the end, Loki being able to become the God of Stories was largely thanks to this Old Loki.
He estimated that Old Loki's strength might already be on par with Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One, or perhaps even slightly beyond.
Back then, facing Ragnarok, if his brother Loki had possessed Old Loki's strength, the two of them joining forces could have easily wiped out Ragnarok with a flip of their hands.
Hmm... but then again, if that were the case, he didn't know if he would have been able to awaken his past life's wisdom.
Right now, he still hadn't quite figured out whether he had transmigrated into the body of the dying Thunder God Thor, or if he had transmigrated into the Marvel Universelong ago and his past life's wisdom was just suppressed, only activating when he died.
Thinking about it now, there was actually no need to obsess over these things. Does it matter whether he's a transmigrator or not?
It's enough that he can live according to his own heart and his own thoughts.
He is Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder who wields the lightning, and the King of Asgard!
Chapter 14: My Pokémon, Treant Groot!
Betsy looked at Emma, who was still venting not far away, and an imperceptible arc curved at the corner of her mouth.
It was rare to see Emma Frost in such a state of impotent rage!
Emma had often teased her when she was in her own Universe, and now that she had such a good opportunity, it wouldn't be her style not to tease her back fiercely.
She had to find a phone or a camera. The thought of having something to hold over the White Queen, Emma Frost, made her mood even more joyful.
The chibi figure on Betsy's head seemed to sense her emotions. With a wave of its tiny hand, a chibi White Queen appeared on Betsy's palm.
Chibi Betsy looked left and right, and a surprised expression appeared on her face when she saw a branch on the ground.
She flew down, picked up the branch, and returned to Betsy's palm. With two smacks, she used the branch to hit the chibi White Queen until she lay on the ground. Chibi Betsy then laughed wildly, two devil horns appearing on her head, before extending her little leg and stomping fiercely on the chibi White Queen's head.
It was clearly a look that said, 'I'm the Queen!'
Seeing this scene, Betsy couldn't help but chuckle softly, feeling a little helpless. This little guy understood her too well. If Emma saw this scene, the two of them might start fighting again.
"Oh? Betsy, where did you pick up this branch?"
Thor had approached at some point, his eyes fixed on the small branch held by the chibi Betsy.
"This little fellow picked it up," Betsy said, pointing to her chibi self, who was still acting outrageously.
The more Thor looked at the branch, the more familiar it seemed. After all, the 5,000 years of memories in this body weren't for nothing.
This small branch looked exactly like something that would fall off Groot, the Flora Colossus.
To verify his guess, he directly snatched the small branch from chibi Betsy's hand.
Chibi Betsy was furious that her weapon had been taken. She flew up, intending to attack Thor, but was promptly sent flying by a flick of Thor's finger, which made her behave.
She nestled sadly on Betsy's head, tearfully accusing Thorof his misdeeds.
Thor ignored the chibi Betsy he had created using the Law of Elements and the Law of Life. He immediately activated the Law of Life, fully healing and growing the small branch in his hand.
He also used the Law of Time to accelerate the process.
Under the influence of the two great Laws, the small branch quickly sprouted a seedling, then rapidly grew into a tiny Groot, only the size of a finger.
The tiny Groot opened its eyes and immediately saw Thor. With a mix of surprise and urgency, it spoke to Thor:
"I am Groot! I am Groot! I am Groot!"
"You want me to help you save Rocket Raccoon and the others?" Thor frowned. "What did you encounter? Don't rush, tell me slowly. We're all trapped in this cursed place and can't get out right now."
And so, the big and small figures began their cross-language conversation.
Betsy stood by, completely bewildered. That little thing only said one sentence from beginning to end, how were you having such a back-and-forth conversation with it?
"So you mean Thanos from your Universe didn't hold back when he met you, but directly dealt heavy blows to all of you, and then you sacrificed your origin to save them, and then you came here?"
"I am Groot!!!"
The adorable little Treant nodded frantically, its two hands continuously gesticulating.
"Thor, who is Thanos?" Betsy finally couldn't help but ask.
"A Purple Potato Spirit in the Universe," Thor said without turning his head, reaching out a finger to touch the adorable little fellow.
Purple Potato Spirit? A purple sweet potato in the Universe can become a spirit?!
Betsy became even more confused, but then she thought that since even people from myths and legends were real, then a purple sweet potato becoming a spirit didn't seem so incredible.
Isn't there a branch that became a spirit right in front of her?
"What is this?" Emma, perhaps having learned from Betsy, walked without a sound. She directly reached out, pinched Little Groot's head, and brought it to her eyes to examine.
"I am Groot!!!!"
Groot glared fiercely at Emma, its limbs flailing constantly.
"What is this little thing saying?"
Emma looked at Thor.
"It's saying you're pinching it too hard."
"You understand what it's saying?"
Thor spread his hands. "I'm Thor, the God of Thunder from Asgard. I specifically learned their race's language. Isn't that normal?"
"I am Groot!"
"What did it say now?"
"It said if you don't let it go, it's going to set your hair on fire."
Emma was stunned for a moment, then glared fiercely at Thor. She then held it up to her eyes and deliberately swung it around several times, making it dizzy before speaking:
"Little thing, you want to go against me too?"
After playing with it roughly, she threw it to Thor. Thorquickly reached out to catch it. This was his Pokémon that he had so painstakingly revived; he couldn't let it get broken.
After Groot was caught by Thor, it scurried onto Thor's shoulder, peeking out its little head and looking at Emmawith fear.
"I am Groot!"
Clearly, it had been played with quite a bit and had developed a bit of a psychological shadow.
"Oh, is it cursing me?" Emma's gaze immediately turned unfriendly. It was bad enough that Thor and Betsy bullied her – one she couldn't beat, the other was a friend – but what was this little creature?!
And it was cursing Emma Frost to her face!
She had never suffered such indignity in her life!
"Alright, alright, it's just joking with you, Emma." Thorquickly intervened. His little pet couldn't be broken right after being brought back.
"Then you'd better explain clearly, what exactly did it say just now?" Emma had no intention of letting it go. If anyone could curse her casually, where would the White Queen's prestige be?
"It said you're quite pretty, but your hands are a bit too heavy." Thor lied without batting an eye.
If he had translated the original words, Groot would have died again right after being revived.
Emma stared at Thor for a full thirty seconds before dropping a line, "I won't stoop to the level of a little thing!"
Groot looked at Thor with some confusion, "I am Groot?!"
(I didn't say that?)
Thor lowered his head and whispered, "Don't expose me, Groot. You don't want to die again right after being revived, do you?"
"I am Groot!"
Groot quickly nodded and shook its head. It still had to go out and save its companions; it couldn't die again!
"Groot, you'll have to stay with us for a while. After I defeat the evil bald woman here, I'll help you save your teammates!"
"I am Groot!"
Chapter 15: Little Groot Must Also Work Hard to Grow!
Emma walked aside alone, picked up the red wine, and without even caring about elegance, started drinking straight from the bottle.
She, Emma Frost, had never been so aggrieved in her life. If she had known, she shouldn't have picked up this Thunder God Thor in the first place. Now, that idiot Betsy has another reason to bully her along with him.
It was simply a great humiliation!
The key was that she could do nothing about him. The mental power and Telepathy she was so proud of, he learned just by looking at them. Her strength in her Diamond State was even less of a match.
When had she, the White Queen, ever suffered such a loss?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got!
That little thing was cursing her; it wasn't like she didn't know. What was in its head was as defenseless as could be in her eyes.
This Thunder God Thor practically had the words 'I want to hit on you' written on his face.
Emma's hands were itching again, and she looked at the three unlucky guys.
The three unlucky guys trembled with fear.
Emma directly controlled them to stand up and walk over to her, then she gave them a few punches and kicks.
After the beating, Emma let out a long sigh.
"That's better."
The three unlucky guys lay on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears. They couldn't run even if they wanted to, and could only serve as objects for her to vent her anger.
Emma casually threw the empty wine bottle on the ground and pulled out the string of crystal fragments from her person. After probing them frantically with her mental power and finding that she couldn't comprehend the power within them at all, she gave up.
"Thor, catch."
Thor was still chatting with Little Groot when he heard Emma calling him. He looked up and saw a long string of bracelet-like objects flying toward him.
He caught it subconsciously and looked down. My goodness, there were six Law Fragments here too!
"Emma, what is this?!"
Thor was finally confused. She must have seen the process of him absorbing these fragments, and based on his understanding of Emma, she would surely have kept them to try and comprehend them in secret.
Why did she suddenly toss them to him?
"A reward for you! Our deal—add one more thing: help me kill Cassandra!"
As a god, although Thor was not yet at his peak, his eyesight was exceptionally good. He clearly saw Emma's slightly flushed face and the wine bottle at her feet.
Was she so upset by them that she drank alone to drown her sorrows?
Emma, oh Emma, and you still say you're not a little girl.
"OK! Deal! My Queen!"
Emma heard Thor's last words asserting his claim, but she didn't refute them. She just sat there quietly, nibbling on some bread.
"Your goal has been achieved. Any thoughts?" Betsylooked at Thor.
"What goal?" Thor didn't quite understand what she meant.
"Don't you want to hit on me and Emma? Looking at her behavior now, your goal is definitely accomplished."
Thor was a bit speechless. You're really direct, aren't you? A total straight-shooter!
"Well, I haven't gotten you yet, have I?"
Thor quipped casually.
Just as he was about to continue teasing his little pet Groot, he felt a bit of an itch on his neck.
He looked up to find Betsy's entire face almost pressed against his, with deep purple strands of hair falling against his neck.
"Once our deal is complete, I'm yours."
Betsy whispered provocatively into Thor's ear. Before he could react, she stood up and walked toward Emma.
Thor was dazed for a good while before coming to his senses.
Well played, Psylocke. Flirting with me when I'm not looking, eh?
You just wait!
When I find the chance, see if I don't give your butt a good kick!
"I am Groot???"
Little Treant Groot jumped onto Thor's palm, looking toward the direction Betsy had left with a face full of confusion, then turned back to look at Thor.
The little guy's brain capacity really couldn't grasp what these two were doing.
Unable to figure it out, it couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore. Groot's two small hands began frantically poking Thor's arm.
"Groot, what are you doing?"
Thor didn't understand why this little guy was frantically poking him.
"I am Groot! I am Groot!"
"You want me to help you grow faster so you can help Rocket and the others?"
Thor looked at the little guy frantically trying to get his attention in his palm and found it a bit amusing. He lifted his palm to his eyes and carefully sized up this Groot, who was only as big as his finger.
"I am Groot!!!" Groot nodded his head heavily three times, his two large, round eyes looking at Thor, nearly melting his tough guy's heart.
He recalled the plots from the movies and comics about this little guy. Well... how should he put it?
This little guy is only likeable and cute now; once he grows up, he'll look truly fierce and sinister, and you won't be able to tell at all that he was this adorable as a child.
Was there a way to keep him in this small form but have his strength be greater than or equal to his adulthood?
He looked down at the little guy, then at the Law Fragments bracelet in his other hand. Oh?!
He had an idea!
And it happened to be something he could do!
Emma, this stubborn but soft-hearted Tsundere—could it be she doesn't know that the Tsundere trope is already outdated?
This string of bracelets was given very opportunely. Thorsensed it and found three Law of Time fragments, two Law of Life fragments, and one colorless, nearly transparent Law of Creation fragment!
It's all set, everything's ready now. After absorbing these fragments, he'll be a man who can stop time for a minute!
Plus, with this wisp of the Law of Creation, it completely solved his worry about how to reconstruct Betsy's body. He just needed to find a few more Law of Soul fragments and Law of Creation fragments, and Betsy would be his!
Thinking about it made him a little excited. After all, as a grown god, he still had corresponding needs.
And if you were to ask what the difference was between Betsy's battle suit and erotic lingerie?
Then Thor could only give a very pertinent answer: there was absolutely no difference!
Hmm... according to the White Queen's normal attire in the comics, her outfits were no less revealing than Betsy's; one could even say they were even more so.
He just didn't know why the one he met was actually a proper White Queen, even wearing an expensive white suit.
But it doesn't matter! There will be plenty of opportunities in the future!
And the female villain of the Land of Nihility, Cassandra, is about to face the most heaven-defying Thunder God Thorin history.
How could a Thunder God Thor who couldn't do Time Manipulation, Teleportation, or Healing others... be worthy of the name Thunder God Thor?
Groot rolled his eyes, watching Thor as he absorbed the laws. Seeing that the other was working hard to help him, he certainly couldn't remain idle!
So, Little Groot leaped down from Thor's palm, stepped onto the ground, and began frantically plucking the turf of the Land of Nihility.
Then, satisfied, he wove himself a crown and a grass skirt, and imitating Star-Lord's dance moves, he started grooving on the spot.
"I am Groot—!"