No Canon in Heaven

Asgard Palace

Dressed in black, Hela still wore the Death’s Crown and held the Gungnir, which had been transformed into a dark green color by her divine power, as she leaned against the throne.

She looked up at the mural on the Vault that recorded the truth of history, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Beneath the throne, Asgard's Death Warriors knelt in submission.

Hela was in a very good mood.

She originally thought that losing the Eternal Flame would make it difficult to rebuild her undead army, but she never expected Valhalla with the Valkyries all wiped out, Valhalla would have long since become a legend, disappearing for a thousand years.

Without Valhalla, the souls of the fallen Asgard warriors had nowhere to go and were thus controlled by her.

So after Hela Malekith Dark Elf left, Hela single-handedly slaughtered all the remaining Dark Elf soldiers and the remaining Asgard warriors. Even Sif and Heimdall were not spared and were enslaved by her power.

Although the loss of the Bifrost's power is a bit troublesome, it's not a big deal. There are other ways to leave Asgard besides the Bifrost. At worst, we can put in some effort to reopen the passage to the Underworld and leave the realm of the dead.

In short, Hela will absolutely not let the Dark Elf get away with offending Asgard!

For Malekith, Asgard was never the ruler of the Nine Realms; five thousand years ago, the Nine Realms were roughly equal.

Asgard only established its supreme status after Hela and Odin conquered the Nine Realms.

It can be said that Asgard's status was carved out by Hela, one stroke at a time, from Asgard all the way to Helheim. She would not allow anyone to dare to provoke her.

Malekith must die!

The Nine Realms must submit once again!

As for Thor...

For the sake of being Odin's children, Hela wouldn't mind entrusting one of the Nine Realms to him if he obediently knelt down. It's just a pity that her younger brother seems to be a bit rebellious.

"Bring these people to me." Hela had already seen Thor and the others arrive through Heimdall's eyes.

Heimdall had no right to refuse.

He is no longer the guardian of the Bifrost, but a servant of the Goddess of Death.

He stood up, the Guardian Sword in his hand having transformed into a pitch-black Death Blades at some unknown time. He and Sif set off with the army.

In the deadly jungle, the towering black blades, like spiked towers, collapsed with a deafening roar.

In the dim black, a bright rose-colored light streaked across the sky like Xing Yi.

Wanda knew very well who the most troublesome person in this group was. The two spellcasters possessed extraordinary magical power, and even she was finding it very difficult to fight them. She could only fight and run, using the terrain for cover.

"Redhead..."

Amora, with her blonde hair, looked at Wanda seemed utterly lowly. Powerful magical energy was constantly released from her hands, blooming in the air like fireworks.

Without the two sorcerer sisters, the others had no trouble.

However, the enemy's numbers continued to grow, and at this rate, they would eventually become exhausted.

"We can't afford to waste our time with them like this!"

The same thought crossed the minds of Steve and T'Challa, two men with excellent leadership skills: when facing an unkillable enemy, attrition is the most foolish thing to do.

"Find a way to break through!"

Steve shouted.

"Quicksilver, go and find out what's going on."

"Understood!" Quicksilver spun like the wind, his arm blades slicing the enemies surrounding him into spring-like shapes in the blink of an eye. Then, he vanished in a blur towards Asgard.

Spider-Man!

Steve continued shouting.

In his view, Quicksilver and Spider-Man were the most likely to break through first among his group.

Quicksilver goes without saying, and Spider-Man is also incredibly agile. With his Spider-Sense, he can evade most dangers, dance on blades, and use the dense forest of black blades to quickly swing towards Asgard.

"Leave it to me, Captain!"

Peter immediately understood his meaning. After deflecting several enemies with the spider spear, he shot out a Silk and began to swing away.

As for the others--

"We have no choice but to force our way in!"

"Everyone," Sandman waved his hand, and quicksand surged towards the enemy like ocean waves. His size had increased considerably since the beginning, and he was slowly extracting grains of sand from the Asgard lands, transforming them into his own power.

"If you could get far enough away, I could seal all of these things off without any hesitation."

He had just wanted to do that, but unfortunately the Witch, who could have taken them all into the air, was restrained.

It's fortunate that the Sandman don't know how to name their moves and haven't watched anime, otherwise they could easily pull off moves like Quicksand Stream.

Black Panther slapped his forehead, saying remorsefully, "Didn't any of us think to bring a few Goblin Glider?"

He was trapped and surrounded by enemies, with countless attacks raining down on him, but he paid no attention. Instead, he kept accumulating energy, and the purple light on his body slowly filled every stripe of his battle suit.

"I forgot, sorry, it's just that our personal styles are too strong."

Steve raised his shield to block a Dark Elf's attack, then swung his hammer at the enemy's chest.

The shape of the nanohammer's tip instantly changed, revealing an energy core—BOOM!!

A beam of light shot out from it, piercing through the chests of all the enemies in a line.

"..."

T'Challa was speechless.

You're using someone else's hammer as a weapon, what kind of personal style is that!

He glanced at Thor and saw him. "What's that?"

Thor swung his hammer again, but this time Mjolnir 2.0 was glowing pink. Although the short hammer handle had slipped from his hand, a chain of Energy of the Universe still connected him to Thor.

He used the hammer like a meteor hammer, quickly clearing out a circle of minions before leaping into the air. His Energy of the Universe condensed into a round shield in mid-air, allowing him to stand on it and land in front of Skurge.

The two burly men immediately began to fight.

Skurge was not as useless and cowardly as portrayed in the movies. On the contrary, he was quite strong. He drew two axes from behind his back, radiating a bloodthirsty light like a berserker, and instantly sent Thor staggering backward, his arms going numb.

"You've gained new power?"

Skurge was somewhat surprised, but that was all. "Too weak, Thor. This is useless power, nothing compared to your former self."

Skurge looked down on Thor's weak Energy of the Universe.

But he didn't realize that Thor's true power was far from being unleashed; his Energy of the Universe was as powerful as his divine power, and like his divine power, it was in a dormant state.

What he's using now is merely a weak power released through the aid of a talisman.

However, T'Challa and Steve's eyes lit up.

"This is it!"

"Thor!"

Steve shouted from afar, forcefully slamming his round shield at Skurge, forcing Skurge to abandon his attempt to suppress Thor and raise his axe to block the attack.

Boom!

T'Challa released a small amount of Kinetic Energy, sending seven or eight enemies flying, and leaped ten meters to land in front of Thor, where he joined Thor in fighting Skurge.

"Thor, what was that pink thing just now?"

"I created a magical barrier using Energy of the Universe energy. What's wrong with that? My Energy of the Universe isn't that strong. It probably won't be enough to stop these guys' attacks," Thor said.

"What if you use it as a glider?"

T'Challa crossed his arms to block Skrull's head-on slash, then stepped directly in front of Thor, taking the brunt of Skrull's attacks in a defensive stance.

The purple patterns on his battle suit had spread all the way to the soles of his feet, making him look like he was glowing.

"What's the meaning?"

"I have a big one!" T'Challa said, "But these guys are unkillable, so I think we should try a different approach."

They escaped using the shockwave from the explosion.

There will be quicksand as a buffer. As long as Thor can make a few smooth surfboards, they can escape on the quicksand that has been blasted open. The Sandman can also trap these guys in the quicksand after they are far away.

You're a genius!

Thor was never good at using his brain, was surprised.

Is this even possible?

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Thor glanced at Skurge, who was unaware of Skurge 'T'Challa plan because they were communicating via internal communications. He then turned his gaze back to the group engaged in battle.

T'Challa and Sandman are both excellent, one a demolition expert and the other a cushioning agent, so they don't need surfboards.

There were five people.

This number is a bit tight, but surfboards can be replaced with spheres, which would save Energy of the Universe.

Thor tossed the hammer to T'Challa: "The hammer will carry you to where we are."

T'Challa nodded and ran toward the Sandman, while Thor turned and reunited with the Three Warriors.

Don't try anything funny.

Seeing him leave, Skurge didn't hesitate to throw one of the axes. The crimson heavy axe cleaved through the air with a heavy thud, aimed straight at Thor's neck.

Clang!!

Volstagg swung his weapon back, clashing it against Skurge's axe, sparks flying!

Thor realized what was happening the moment Volstagg made the throwing motion towards him. He ducked and rolled away, dodging the axe and simultaneously getting to their side. "Gentlemen, come closer to me!"

Steve, who was further away, rushed over with his shield raised. The five of them immediately surrounded each other, and then the pink energy condensed into a sphere.

Do you think your energy can withstand our attack?

Skurge felt sorry for Thor's futile resistance, but just as he was about to raise another axe and rush over to shatter Thor's shield, he suddenly noticed that the sea of sand beneath his feet began to flow.

The quicksand was rapidly gathering, trapping them within it like a cluster of sand flowers.

"This is?!"

He looked at the Sandman and the Black Panther in terror.

By this time, the Sandman's body was almost as tall as a giant, T'Challa was so bright he looked like a being of light.

"You are no match for our attack!"

He said softly.

The next moment -- Boom!!!!

It was like Pain throwing a Super Shinra Tensei into Konoha Village; the enormous impact instantly leveled the entire jungle!

The quicksand spread out in all directions like ocean waves!

"Ah--"

The five people inside the energy sphere were spinning around, upside down. Steve's head almost collided with Hogun's root, and Fandral's sword was just a millimeter away from severing Thor's head...

The five men, their heads bleeding from the impact, swam through the quicksand. Using the force of the explosion, the quicksand propelled them toward the Asgard with unstoppable momentum. Even after the quicksand's power was exhausted, the energy ball continued to carry them toward the Asgard, even overtaking Peter.

"What's this?"

Peter was completely dumbfounded.

A massive sandstorm swept in from behind, startling him so much that he quickly flicked a Silk into the sky. The thread stuck to the Manna Sphere and was carried away with it.

In this universe where there are no webs, this is how Spider-Man gets his Silk stuck together...

Click!

After flying several kilometers, the energy sphere made a hard landing. Without the cushioning of the sand, the sphere almost immediately cracked, and on its second impact after bouncing off the ground, it shattered into dust.

The five people inside, along with Peter was stuck to the outside, instantly fell into a complete mess.

"Oh, my back!"

Peter struggled to his feet, clutching his young but old back.

His back slammed directly into a black pillar. Luckily, it was the back of a blade; otherwise, he might have turned into 2.5 Spider-Man.

The others were also badly injured from the fall, and one by one they stood up, dizzy and disoriented, complaining, "Thor, could you please use a seatbelt next time?"

"Just bear with it, you're lucky you didn't break into seven or eight pieces."

Thor said.

The jungle behind them had been completely buried by the desert. Heaven knows how much Asgard land the Sandman had ravaged, turning it all into sand.

"And T'Challa, I suspect he stored the equivalent of a nuclear bomb's worth of kinetic Kinetic Energy in his suit before he left."

Peter said exaggeratedly.

"At least we've arrived."

Thor turned his head and looked heavily at the somewhat dilapidated castle behind him.

Some of the wreckage of the Dark Elf's damaged spaceship still remains here, and everywhere else is blood and Black Thorns.

Thor had wanted to know what these things were; they seemed to carry a curse of death, were they left behind by Dark Elf, or were they what Skurge had mentioned—his own sister?

He felt a little uneasy for a moment.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw several familiar figures walking towards him.

The Warriors Three immediately beamed with excitement. "Heimdall, Sif, and the General! Thank goodness, you're not dead?!"