The Goddess of Death's Forgiveness

A sea of purple flowers stretches as far as the eye can see, while bright yellow buds sway their enchanting forms, constantly releasing a refreshing fragrance.

Although the fragrance wouldn't be of much use to Beckett in the short term.

Perhaps they discovered that Beckett's house had not yet been occupied by them, or perhaps they were excited to see Beckett, a man with extremely vigorous vitality, the swaying flowers instantly flooded into Beckett's room.

The entrance, the corners of the walls, and even Beckett's bed were instantly covered with the footprints of the Dreamflower.

Strange sound waves, accompanied by fragrance, kept flooding into Beckett's ears, but it was like casting a seductive glance at a blind man; he received absolutely no response.

"Get out of here."

The surging air currents ripped the entire roof off, and the purple petals withered in the biting wind.

Like withered flowers and fallen willows, they are buried silently in the earth.

The next second, countless Dreamflower danced and surged into Beckett's room, flowing towards his feet.

Vigorous life forms are the favorites of the Dreamflower. Driven by instinct, it will relentlessly approach its chosen target in order to complete its evolution, its buds releasing a hallucinogenic fragrance and swaying gracefully.

A massive amount of hallucinogenic gas surged into Beckett's body. In a daze, Beckett seemed to see Hela, the woman he hated so much, kneeling obediently at his feet, her red lips slightly parted, speaking softly. But he could never make out what she was saying.

Why did she kneel?

Has she finally admitted that she is inferior to me and given up?

Beckett sensed something was wrong, so he closed his eyes. A surge of energy erupted instantly, forming a protective shield around his body, isolating him from any external forces. His dazed state of mind returned to normal in an instant.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that purple flowers had almost completely covered his body, and his room had been completely transformed into a sea of flamboyant floral patterns.

Meanwhile, Woz was using tools to clear away the flowers that were constantly growing on the ground, trying to wake Beckett had inhaled a huge amount of hallucinogenic gas in an instant.

"Your His Highness Beckett! You're awake!"

With an alloy shovel in one hand and a large scythe in the other, Woz had activated his invincible flower-cutting mode, was stunned for a moment when he saw Beckett open his eyes. He then put away his tools, and the blue tanuki jumped directly in front of Beckett, tilted its head up, and smiled like a crescent moon.

God knows how worried it was just now.

Beckett's physique was quite unique under Thanos's command. Despite having the potential to become a supreme warrior and possessing an extremely fast recovery speed from injuries, he was still susceptible to various illnesses that could defeat him.

A prime example is Beckett's heart, which is extremely fragile. Thanos once conducted a physical examination on Beckett as a child, and the results showed that Beckett's heart was highly likely to develop disease.

Although the Nutrient Fluid prepared by Thanos over the years had taken care of Beckett's cells perfectly, Beckett heart still stopped beating for a moment when Beckett inhaled the hallucinogenic gas.

This unexpected turn of events caused Woz, who had been monitoring Beckett's health, great concern.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Reaching out to touch Woz's smooth forehead, Beckett immediately shattered the Dreamflower that was trying to take over his body.

Woz grinned and transformed back into a bracelet, returning to Beckett's right wrist.

"Disgusting stuff."

After retrieving Woz, Beckett turned his attention back to the still wildly growing Dreamflower grove. He gathered energy in his hands, and two shockwaves shattered the purple flowers around him into mud.

The instant Beckett shattered the house, a chill suddenly rose from his heart. The white frost fragments shone like stars, and with a roar, they flashed across the entire Asgard encampment!

Not far away, Hela held out her right hand, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, her face as cold as frost.

"Jotunheim steal it?"

Having dissipated the energy in his hands, Beckett landed on the ground, looking at the ice crystal petals scattered all over the ground, and then looked up at Hela.

"I have said that my mother is the wisest mage in the Nine Realms."

Hela, with her long hair flowing, glanced at Beckett who had landed, and the next second, her expression changed drastically.

For some unknown reason, the Asgard soldiers who had inhaled hallucinogenic gas suddenly began punching and kicking their comrades, including Hela's lieutenant Kortian.

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

Having finally broken free from the Asgard soldiers' grasp, The Other, wielding his scepter, struggled to reach Beckett's side, panting heavily.

The presence of the Mind Stone made The Other completely immune to the effects of hallucinogenic gases, but his henchmen were not so lucky.

If The Other hadn't forcibly put the mechanical programs within the Chitauri soldiers into a dormant state along with their biological cells, it's likely that the Asgard army wouldn't be the only ones going berserk and fighting amongst themselves right now.

"Well done." Beckett didn't hold back his praise for The Other's wit.

"What are you going to do now, Hela Odinson?" Looking at the still-frenzied army, Beckett easily dodged his adjutant Kortian's attack and kicked him away. He dusted off his hands and watched with interest the gloomy expression on Hela's face.

He wasn't in a hurry to act. Right now, he was eager to see how Hela, who had previously told him not to harm her own people, would deal with this unresting army.

"Kill them?"

"Shut up, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak." Hearing this, Hela glared fiercely at Beckett, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Everywhere she looked, her teammates were fighting each other.

The gas from the Dreamflower was fatally alluring to these Asgard soldiers, who already possessed extraordinary skills.

To save these Asgard soldiers, they must be freed from the effects of the hallucinogenic gas, otherwise their life force will continue to drain away.

For Hela, temporarily freezing the life force of these people and preserving their hope of survival was not difficult.

Life and death are nothing more than a simple cycle.

She is the Goddess of Death in Asgard, and if she is willing and powerful enough, she can naturally freeze the lives of these Asgard soldiers temporarily.

"If you don't want to be sealed off, stay away from me." Hela spoke these words of warning from Beckett as she parted her red lips, then Hela her arms high above her head, her body straight, her fingers interlaced.

"What?" Beckett raised an eyebrow. On the right screen, the data about Hela in the Woz analysis panel was increasing rapidly.

"In the name of the Asgard Goddess of Death, I forgive your actions at this moment."

The mysterious patterns on the black bodysuit shone brightly the moment Hela's voice fell, and she was enveloped in the Death Divinity. The same seven-colored aurora-like freezing air as the Bifrost poured out from Hela's crossed fingers!

Hela's face turned deathly pale at a visible speed, and the seven-colored aurora freezing air directly froze the entire base!

The life force of every Asgard soldier was frozen and imprisoned by Hela, never to be extinguished again.

This is the forgiveness of the Goddess of Death; the frigid cold that could freeze the lives of Asgardians has become her trump card for saving lives.

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It's going to be released this Friday, but the number of daily recommendation votes is making me really anxious (_).