I Shall One Day Be Crowned King

The settlement of the Asgardian God Clan was filled with the heavy stench of blood, and the place was in ruins. The Nordic-style town they had painstakingly built had been reduced to rubble.

As they trudged through the rubble and blood, closing the distance, the last vestiges of Asgard and the high-ranking gladiators drawn from Sakaar became entangled in a fierce battle.

They might stab each other in vital areas, bleeding themselves dry; or detonate runes, perishing together; or fight bare-handed, devouring flesh and blood to strangle the invading enemy...

As the wind howled, the red and black patches resembled solidified Amber, and the frozen corpses were covered by snowflakes, making the entire world seem to be nothing but pure white.

"Boom!"

In the oppressive silence, a figure clad in tattered silver-white armor burst out of the half-collapsed house, rolled onto the snow, and coughed violently.

"I truly considered you my older sister, but look what you've done! You've ruined Asa!"

Thor, leaning on his Thor's Hammer, struggled to his feet. He looked around, his eyes red, and his voice filled with grief and indignation.

At that moment, a graceful figure casually swept away the wind and snow, and walked gracefully in front of Thor, breaking his wrist with a single step and kicking away the throwing hammer with ease.

His lowered face was sinister and cold.

"I brought glory to this nation, and I have every right to destroy it!"

"Everything that Odin possesses should rightfully belong to me, shouldn't it, little thing?"

Forgetting the bond forged in battle, blinded by injustice and hatred, the Goddess of Death reached out and grabbed Thor by the neck, slowly lifting him up, a devilish smile flashing in her eyes.

"Where is Odin? I wish to see our beloved father..."

Thor, his throat constricted and his face turning bluish-purple, spat a mouthful of blood onto Hela's face, his voice hard and unyielding.

"You won't find out!"

Hela paused slightly, then casually wiped the blood from her cheek, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Hmm, I'd really like to know if he'll only show up after you're all dead..."

Immediately, the smile on the Goddess of Death's face turned as cold as the winter wind, and she pressed her free hand against Thor's left eye socket, gradually increasing the pressure.

"In the world of the blind, the one-eyed reigns supreme..."

Hela chuckled softly to herself, a hint of disdain on her face.

Legend has it that among the hundreds of thousands of years of the Asgardian God Clan, only this one-eyed king possessed extraordinary wisdom.

Among the fools whose eyes are clouded, only the one-eyed one can see into the future and discern the truth of Ragnarok.

Therefore, he single-handedly postponed the arrival of the apocalypse.

But what am I?

I personally bore all the filth and the killing, so why should you live in glory, unblemished, and revered for eternity?

Even the injuries they sustained were glorified and celebrated.

And I have been deprived of even the right to walk in the sunlight and be known by others!

On what grounds?!

Hela, filled with resentment, exerted force with her fingertips, unleashing a surge of dark green death energy that seeped into the area around Thor's eyes, beginning to frantically destroy his optic nerves.

"Since he chose you, how about we make you two more alike?"

As Thor groaned, the Goddess of Death raised the corners of her lips and uttered a soft, slightly languid inquiry, her tone laced with sarcasm.

At that moment, a shocking streak of blood slid down Thor's eye, his eyeball about to burst.

Suddenly, a sound of air being torn apart rang out, followed by a sharp explosion from behind. Hela immediately threw Thor a hundred meters away, and at the same time hurriedly turned around, crossing two Night Sky Swords in front of her.

"Boom!"

A javelin shimmering with golden patterns arrived in an instant, and at the moment its tip touched the Night Sky Sword, terrifying power erupted.

Under some inexplicable pull, the two Night Sky Swords in Hela's palm flew out of her hand, and a javelin pierced through her unguarded chest.

Gungnir, the Gungnir, always hits its target!

Phew... it's done!

With a broken leg, a lacerated eyebrow, and his face covered in blood, the god of mischief emerged from the snowstorm. He looked at Hela, who lay motionless on the snow with her arms hanging down, and let out a long sigh.

Then, Loki, dragging his injured leg, staggered toward where Thor was.

"Don't come any closer!"

However, Thor, who had just crawled out of the snow, roared angrily, ignoring his blood-soaked eyes.

Before he finished speaking, a black stone longsword with an uneven central axis shot out, piercing Loki's abdomen, dragging him several meters before pinning him to the snow.

"So what if the Gungnir hits its target? That depends on who's using it!"

Hela, as if she had taken a long nap, slowly withdrew Gungnir from her body with her right hand, a cold smile playing on her lips.

As he walked with his hands on his hips, the wound on his abdomen was already gradually healing under the Authority over Death.

That madman is terrifying! We can't win! We simply can't win!

Loki, clutching his wounded abdomen and spitting out blood, looked on with despair as Hela approached.

Goddess of Death right hand on the hilt of the sword on Loki's abdomen, flicked her nails with her left hand, and asked Thor in a low voice.

"I'll ask you one more time, where is Odin?"

"He's adopted, threatening me won't work. This is our family matter, don't involve outsiders..."

Thor, struggling to his feet, covered his half-blind left eye, picked up Thor's Hammer, and responded, panting heavily.

Dude, do you think the other person is stupid? They actually believed such a lame excuse. You might as well not say anything at all.

Loki was in so much pain that his face was covered in cold sweat, his expression stiff, and he didn't know whether to cry or feel relieved.

"Adopted? Okay then..."

Hela smiled, and as Thor breathed a sigh of relief, she gripped the hilt of her sword and slowly slashed upwards.

"Since it's useless, let's just kill him..."

Loki, about to be disemboweled, turned green, his eyes filled with resentment and indignation.

"327 meters northeast, in the river..."

"I'll take you there..."

Thor covered his left eye, gritted his teeth, and hung his head in despair. Just as he was about to speak, a figure staggered over after dispelling the hidden spell on the rune.

"Mother Queen..."

Thor watched the figure brush past him, powerless to stop it, and closed his eyes in Affliction.

He understood, of course, that Frigga had appeared despite her severe injuries only to take the blame for betraying her father, so that he and Loki wouldn't live with regret afterward.

Hearing the answer she wanted, Hela let out a satisfied nasal sound, and a smile appeared on her cheeks.

Frigga stepped forward and pulled the longsword from Loki's abdomen, then used runes to help heal his wound.

After the two brothers' injuries had been temporarily stabilized, the Empress spoke in a low voice before leaving.

Want to know what I foresee about the future?

The Goddess of Death smiled without saying a word, flicked her nails, and did not urge her.

"What you can't have, you'll never have..."

Frigga turned back and pondered, her gaze revealing a hint of serious advice.

However, that gentle gaze could not penetrate the darkness in Hela's eyes.

The Goddess of Death smiled slightly, took a sharp step forward with her right foot, and black-green flames spread outwards.

In an instant, the wind and snow stopped, the golden runes scattered in the air twisted and shattered, and the hazy scenery before our eyes suddenly became clear.

The figures lying paralyzed behind the Ruins were Sif, Valkyrie, and Heimdall, the three survivors.

Although they were in extremely poor mental condition and had suffered multiple serious injuries, they were clearly still alive.

The three warriors of Asgard lying on the ground were not so lucky; only one of them had his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Come with me, only then can they live..."

Hela lowered her head and whispered in her mother's ear, her voice full of the undercurrent of cat and mouse.

No one can escape the clutches of death, no one...

P. S.: Third update completed. Currently 8 chapters owed. Requesting votes, swords (symbols of anger), and follow-up updates.

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Chapter 945, Section 988: I Will Eventually Be Crowned King

Siberia, on the banks of a river in the settlement of the Asgardian God Clan.

Hela and the kidnapped goddess walked on the snow. The Goddess of Death looked relaxed, as if she and Frigga were merely a mother and daughter taking a walk.

On the vast expanse of white snow, the soft sound of footsteps followed closely behind.

Hela paid no attention to the furtive followers, merely pursing her lips, her heart filled with the pleasure of playing cat and mouse.

Among the entire Titan Alliance, she was second only to Thanos. With her absolute power, none of her defeated subordinates, who had already been crippled, posed any threat to her.

On the contrary, because of these rebellious little ones, she could use their lives at any time to threaten her Mother Queen into submission.

At this moment, with Loki's invisibility spell on them, the Thor brothers, Sif, and Heimdall quietly followed.

As for Valkyrie, Valkyrie may act impulsively because of her irreconcilable conflict with Hela.

So she was left in the settlement to care for the badly wounded Asgardian warrior and the few remaining survivors.

Thor and his companions had even prepared for the worst.

If this mission fails and the entire army is wiped out, then the Valkyrie Valkyrie automatically be crowned queen, becoming the last force to protect the common people of the Asgardian God Clan.

(In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Valkyrie really did replace Thor and take the throne...)

Furthermore, after completing their reorganization, Valkyrie will lead the remaining forces to the Anti-Entropy City to reunite with Cocolia's side.

Fortunately, having learned from the previous destruction of the Asgardian Realm, Thor and the others chose to unconditionally obey Kevin's arrangements, retaining only the reorganized Royal Guard on the ground.

The remaining women, children, the elderly, the weak, and the disabled were placed in the Inner Earth to prevent Asgard from being wiped out.

As for why Odin was sealed beneath the glacier, one reason was to avoid putting all his eggs in one basket, which could lead to his demise.

On the other hand, the Father God has fallen into a long slumber, but theoretically he will awaken one day.

Even today, the Asgardian God Clan, still somewhat uneasy, continue to hope that Odin will awaken and regain control of the world.

However, no one expected that the Goddess of Death, who should have fallen, would actually become Thanos's henchman.

The four seriously injured men couldn't help but sigh as they thought about this. While calming themselves down, they supported each other and moved forward, seizing the time to recover so as to accumulate the strength to fight back.

Frankly speaking, apart from Valkyrie, the gods' hatred for Hela wasn't particularly deep.

After all, those who fought against this Goddess of Death all survived by sheer luck.

What surprised them even more was that the Warriors Three of Asgard paid the price of two lives, resulting in two deaths and two injuries among the four gladiator champions of Sakaar.

After dealing with Thor and his group, this Goddess of Death conveniently wiped out the remaining forces of Sakaar had been urging her to destroy the Asgardian God Clan.

According to Loki's speculation, Hela must possess a powerful will, so much so that even the Mind Stone could not completely corrupt her mind.

Therefore, Thanos likely altered and manipulated Hela's memories, preserving some of her autonomy and preventing her from fully mastering Azazel's Deathblade.

It makes sense. How could the Goddess of Death, who dared to challenge Odin and had been sealed in darkness for tens of thousands of years, possibly give in so easily?

Moreover, due to the inheritance mechanism within the Asgardian God Clan, Hela's power surged as Odin, the father god, weakened.

Without the Infinity Gauntlet as his primary reliance, Thanos might not have been able to suppress this Goddess of Death.

Even so, Hela, whose memories have been altered, remains Asa's mortal enemy.

Perhaps today, they will all die at the hands of this woman.

At this moment, the two sides arrived at the designated location one after the other. At the summons of the Queen Frigga, the ice broke open, and the runic stone coffin that had been sunk into the riverbed slowly rose and landed on the snow.

"Bang!"