The Valkyrie's Ordeal / The Tragedy of Instant Noodles

Then, the Victorious Fighting Buddha paused, his expression turning solemn.

"You're even going after this kind of trash? It seems the situation is getting serious. I need to make more preparations..."

After saying this, the two smiled at each other, bumped fists and said goodbye. Kevin, who remained on the deck watching Sun Wukong and Ali, felt somewhat lost.

Forget it, no time for sentimentality, let's get down to business.

So, it's time to deal with the issue of the Roman Papal Legion and that Moon Angel Sumari.

The man looked towards a patch of land in the Mediterranean Sea, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Meanwhile, at the Ruins of Kunlun.

Adorned with crimson bird feathers, with red eyes and white hair, the Nine Heavens Xuannü, her robes fluttering, walked step by step toward the broken floating stone steps.

On the snow-covered Himalayas, Doctor Strange, his hand seals shifting, enters the lowest level of the library amidst a distorted, mirrored illusion.

On the lotus-shaped cushion in the very center, an ancient book lay half-open, moving without wind, and the word "initiation" appeared frequently in the text.

P. S.: As of August 6th

Recommendation: 814 (less than 1000)

Monthly pass: 69 (less than 100)

Blade count: 5 (Previous 49, counted as one chapter, data reset to zero.)

There are currently 3 chapters owed; I will make them up before the end of the month.

Chapter 911, Section 952: The Valkyrie's Tribulation

Sakaar is the fourth planet in the Tayyo Galaxy, and also the only planet in the Tayyo Galaxy with habitable life.

This region boasts an incredibly diverse geography, encompassing incredible rock formations, deserts, volcanoes, wastelands, archipelagos, lakes, and oceans.

In addition, Sakaar also has two moons, Karl and Sabir. Sabir was destroyed by the explosive energy of a cosmic vortex and became a broken moon.

Moreover, this place is located within the intersection of multiple spatial nodes, so there are many spatial passages that can lead to various known and Unknown Universe surrounding it.

However, ordinary spaceships cannot enter and exit Sakaar's outer space normally and it is quite dangerous, so it is used by people from many other planets as a junkyard and a place of exile for criminals.

Many interstellar criminals who have committed crimes often choose to make a living on Sakaar in order to evade capture.

Therefore, the entire Sakaar is littered with garbage, and its inhabitants are known for their fierce and violent nature. Social order is maintained by the Grandmaster, and the people on the planet love watching arena battles.

In terms of technological level, since the planet is used as a dumping ground by people from many other planets, its technology may have drawn on the experience of various civilizations and become extraordinary.

In short, this region is synonymous with wilderness and danger, but thanks to the protection of the chaotic spatial passages, Sakaar is also relatively safe and conservative.

This place, once the lair of cosmic evil forces, is now suffering a brutal invasion, with its hastily assembled air force being slaughtered by hundreds of magnificent Dark Elf Warship.

Under the scattering and covering of the red and black Death Ray Net, the Sakaar fleet was successively turned into exploding fireballs, and various spacecraft wreckage mixed with streaks of flame crashed into the ground buildings.

Amidst the splashing flames, the wormhole teleportation portal was projected towards the central square of the main city, where the remaining four Black Order followed closely behind a long-haired woman with smoky makeup.

"They're from Titan Star! Kill these Thanos's lackeys!"

At this moment, the elite gladiator force of over a hundred men, recruited by the Grandmaster, rushed out of the arena under the protective shield, sneering as they surrounded the Titan Star forces Black Order.

Those who survived thousands of battles are all at least at the level of True God.

Among them, the four former fighting champions—Horse-Faced Thor, Ares the God of War, the humanoid Ted Salis, and the two-headed man—have reached the Main God Level.

Originally, there should have been another main deity, who was also the only woman among the five fighting champions who rarely appeared in public, named "Valkyrie".

But for some reason, this woman has not obeyed the call of Grandmaster to attend.

Because Sakaar is passionate about competitive sports and its people are known for their fierce and wild nature, it is difficult for them to receive systematic training and be organized into a formal army.

Therefore, it was entirely expected that the air units used to make up the numbers would be utterly defeated by the Dark Elves, who possessed the best technology among the Nine Worlds.

However, the key is to catch the leader. As long as the Titan Star high command who came to clear the way is defeated, they will still leave behind some corpses and slink away, just like before.

But what's strange is that the group that came today wasn't led by the octopus, but rather by this strikingly beautiful woman with smoky makeup.

"Kneel down, and you may be spared death."

Hela of death whose mind was controlled by the Mind Stone, stepped forward gracefully, one hand on her hip, flicking her nails and whispering with a playful smile.

However, how could these unruly bandits possibly kneel before the delicate woman before them?

The group of people in front of her were lounging around, looking at Hela with a mocking and lewd expression, and some of them even began to make some indescribable gestures.

"Very well, then we don't need to leave any survivors..."

Hela casually combed her hair back, put on a branch-shaped black crown, and swayed her hips as she gracefully stepped forward.

After taking a running start and using her momentum, the Goddess of Death swung her arms, sending dozens of magical energy weapons flying out and pinning the gladiators in the front row to the ground.

These elite fighters, who had survived the test of time, were completely powerless to react to this lightning-fast killing move, and their faces immediately turned pale with horror.

It's at the God King-tier! Forward! Melee!

The experienced gladiators instinctively assumed that Hela, was a ranged mage and tried to close the distance to eliminate this greatest threat.

However, the moment the four main gods approached, Hela made a fist with both hands, and the black Night Sky Sword emerged from her palms.

The Goddess of Death danced in a circle, wielding two Night Sky Swords that slashed and smashed, sending the four main gods flying.

Instantly, four cannonballs were fired and crashed into the outer side of the tallest tower, which was the residence of Grandmaster, a loyal fan of fighting games.

Furthermore, to demonstrate his high regard for these tournament champions, the tower is adorned with portraits of the four champions in sequence.

But all that past glory was instantly struck by four human projectiles that flew backward.

Even more so, under that inhuman, ferocious power, the tower was smashed straight through, and the spire was on the verge of collapse.

"Okay, let's begin the game..."

The gladiators, who had been so aggressive just moments before, retreated in fear. Hela took a deep breath of the blood and gunpowder smell that filled the air.

A flush of excitement rose on the Goddess of Death's cheeks, her cold, gleaming eyes filled with the anticipation of torturing her prey.

In an instant, Hela unleashed her power, charging into the gladiator ranks, projecting astral energy, slashing with the Night Sky Sword, employing runic magic, and eroding with the Authority over Death... a variety of killing skills were used in succession.

With an insurmountable gap in strength, wherever Hela went, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, stirring up waves of bloodshed and carnage.

One by one, the gladiators were impaled on the ground in various miserable poses, deprived of their life.

The blood sprayed on the ground flowed like streams, and there were severed limbs and scattered human organs everywhere.

As a series of awkward and difficult incantations came from the west side of the main city, the biting wind and frost instantly froze everything in its path, and the residents' terrified expressions were completely frozen.

Frost Giants, yearning for sunlight and land, leaped from the open decks of the Dark Elf Warship and unleashed a frenzied rampage through the city.

The sculptures that were frozen in ice were immediately struck down in the battle, turning into pink ice shards scattered on the ground and meeting a violent end.

Sakaar is finished! Run!

Lacking any sense of community, the people of Sakaar realized something was wrong and immediately scattered like birds and beasts, preparing to board their private ships and escape this hellish place.

Without the support of air power and the threat of ground troops, the Dark Elf Warship began to carry out indiscriminate low-altitude bombing.

Explosions, flames, carnage, screams—everything before my eyes paints a doomsday picture of the planet's civilization coming to an end.

Meanwhile, in the open hangar, a small aircraft accelerated wildly, risking damage to its hull, breaking through the encirclement of death rays, billowing black smoke, and crashing headlong into a Space Bridge Interface.

Valkyrie Valkyrie, in the cockpit, glanced back at Hela, who was wreaking havoc on the ground, and those nightmarish memories surged into her mind once more.

A chilling fear made her body tremble slightly, and she muttered to herself.

She's here! Hela, the Goddess of Death! How could that woman break the seal?!

Something must be wrong with Asgard! Run! As far away as possible!

Just as Valkyrie was about to activate the light-speed engine, a laser cannon shot from behind, piercing straight through the wing.

Instantly, the already overburdened small spacecraft spun out of control and crashed into another Space Bridge Interface, disappearing completely into the vast universe.

Chapter 912, Section 953: The Tragedy of Crispy Noodles

Several days later, in an unnamed space, a silver-hulled spaceship with orange and yellow stripes was moving at a steady speed along its course.

Inside the spaceship, a song called "Come and Get Your Love" was playing on a loop.

The upbeat rhythm and catchy lyrics make this song incredibly addictive, giving you an irresistible urge to wiggle your body and dance.

The man awkwardly dancing to the rhythm in the cabin is the owner of this spaceship, nicknamed "Star-Lord," Earthlings, half-god descendant of Ego.

The team he built through a series of adventures is known as the Guardians of the Galaxy ".

Rocket Raccoon, who was watering Groot's potted plant, glanced at Star-Lord, who was backing away and sneaking a look into the cabin, and rolled his eyes at him as a reminder.

"Stop looking! That goddess of Asgard has awakened. I've heard that the Asgardian God Clan aren't exactly known for their good tempers. Be careful she doesn't see you and beat you up!"

"And Gamora's in there, aren't you going to rein yourself in a little?"

Upon hearing this, Star-Lord immediately moonwalked back to a safe distance, then straightened his back, wiggled his fingers, and coughed in response.

"I'm not spying, I'm observing!"

"After all, she damaged my spaceship, shouldn't she at least offer some compensation?"

Star-Lord straightened his leather jacket, raised his chin, and mustered some confidence.

"Hey, little panda, you just said that the one who crashed into our ship was an Asgard goddess?"

"If we send her back, can we ask the Celestial Palace for some compensation?"

Rocket Raccoon showed disgust at the nickname, then glared at it with disdain.

"Give me a damn thing! I heard a few days ago when we landed on a nearby planet to search for fuel that Asgard is gone. Who are you going to ask for your debts from?"

"What? Asgard is gone? Little rabbit, explain yourself!"

However, before the frustrated Star-Lord could utter a few words of complaint, a figure flashed out from the inner cabin, lifted Rocket Raccoon, and slammed him against the bulkhead, demanding an urgent question.

Little bunny! Your whole family are little bunnies!

Rocket was filled with grief and indignation, but he felt the immense pressure from the other side and knew that if he didn't answer immediately, this old lady might strangle him on the spot in her desperation.

This instant noodle, thinking of its own survival, wisely offered an explanation and response.

"I heard! I only heard!"

"The Dark Elves, in alliance with the Frost Giants, Fire Giant, and Titan Star, destroyed Asgard, and the Bifrost collapsed. The explosion affected half the universe."

Star-Lord, recalling his recent voyage, quickly testified on behalf of his teammates.

"That's right! There have been frequent Spatial Storm lately, and many remote wormholes have been shut down and are unusable."

Asgard, is it over?

Valkyrie, Valkyrie had just escaped death on Sakaar, slumped into a chair, her pupils unfocused, upon hearing this.

In the past, Odin, the father god, in order to suppress Hela goddess of death, who was expanding her ambitions, ordered her to take over the Valkyrie Legion and imprisoned this former leader of the three armies.

However, the Valkyrie Legion became history in that battle, and she felt deeply guilty for the deaths of her sisters. In the end, she became disheartened and exiled herself to Sakaar to make a living.

As a result, after running away for so long, there are still some things to face, but when they wanted to turn back, they found that their hometown had been reduced to Ruins and was deserted.

The sense of powerlessness and guilt of being unable to prevent the tragedy tormented Valkyrie, causing him to withdraw into a state of self-isolation.

The Guardians of the Galaxy members huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, their expressions towards the Valkyrie now tinged with pity and wariness.

After all, people in extreme emotional states are very dangerous, especially when the target is an Asgardian god who could almost instantly kill everyone present.

"He actually united the three strongest races in the Nine Worlds, besides Asar, to destroy Asgard!"

"It seems he needs to get something he wants, otherwise he's powerless to contend with the Asgardian God Clan."

After carefully questioning her rat teammate about some details, the green-skinned Gamora's tone became somber, and her face darkened.

"Rat"? Okay...

Gan Cuimian felt a lump in her throat, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Upon hearing Gamora's conclusion, Drax the Destroyer repeatedly rubbed his alien-patterned fighting dagger with his thumb, his lips pursed.

Clearly, as Thanos's power increases, the probability of him and Gamora successfully confronting this enemy is infinitesimally close to zero.