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Valkyrie immediately took out the device containing the airborne neurotoxin and turned the output up to maximum.
Under the paralysis of the neurotoxin, Thor immediately collapsed to the ground and could not get up.
Valkyrie walked over and dragged the unconscious Thor onto her ship.
As the ship flew on, Thor slowly woke up.
At that moment, Valkyrie used the ship's comms and said, "Scrapper 142. I need access and an audience with the boss."
"I've brought something special."
Thor was in the holding cell below. Looking at the woman above, he shouted, "Hey, where are you taking me?"
But she paid Thor no attention, and Thor immediately shouted, "Answer me."
"Hey."
"I am Thor, son of Odin. I have to get back to Asgard."
Clearly, Valkyrie heard that familiar name and recognized the man before her, but she still picked up the neurotoxin controller and turned it to maximum again.
"Terribly sorry, Your Highness."
Thor passed out once more, while Valkyrie had long since stopped placing any hope in Asgard. As for the son of Odin—who cared?
Meanwhile.
Asgard.
At that moment, in the plaza, Hogun of the Warriors Three had led the most elite warriors to surround Hela there. There was a fleet of ships in the air, and the ground was filled with brave, battle-hardened soldiers who feared no death.
Hela looked at the great army before her without the slightest fear or displeasure. In her eyes, these were all her people. Then she began introducing herself before everyone.
"I find that you do not know me."
"I am Hela, Odin's firstborn."
"Commander of Asgard's armies."
"The rightful heir to the throne. The Goddess of Death."
But the response Hela received was every soldier assuming an attacking stance, while Hogun stood