The Altered Fate, a Turning Point in Asgardian History

I****!

Hela's face instantly turned incredibly gloomy, and she felt like cursing.

In Asgard today, no one knows better than her what those raging crimson flames are.

That is the Eternal Fire, known as the "Never-Ending Flame," a treasure that Odin seized from Surtur, the Lord of Fire, during his conquest of the Nine Realms.

At the same time, it was also the flame she used to revive the heroic spirits of her own army.

How could this be...?

Hela couldn't understand it.

The Eternal Fire is kept in Odin's Vault, which is heavily guarded. In Asgard today, besides her, only Frigga is qualified to enter Odin's true Vault.

Now, she is here, while Frigga has long been imprisoned in a secret cell.

"Aren't you going to put out the fire?"

Seeing the blazing flames burning on the palace complex threatening to spread outwards, Beckett raised an eyebrow, somewhat curious.

"That is the Eternal Fire, the Eternal Fire that will never be extinguished."

"Didn't Woz give you any information?" Hela glanced coldly at the curious Beckett, then walked through the sea of fire and kicked open the burning palace gates.

"It didn't come with me today. I left it in the Dark Order to do some research." Beckett, curiously reaching out to feel the temperature of the Eternal Fire, stared with interest at the small flame dancing on his fingertip.

Eternal Fire? One that burns everything? One that never goes out?

"Sure enough, it's gone."

Hela had quickly descended to the secret dungeon, looked very unwell.

The cell where her mother should have been imprisoned was now empty. Instead, Thor was curled up in the corner, his head buried between his knees, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

"Can he still speak?"

Without her key, Hela forcefully pried open the prison door and grabbed her brother by the collar. Her brother's listless and lifeless eyes disgusted her.

Why would Odin raise such a useless son?

So what if Beckett caught him?

She lost countless times back then, but she never gave up.

What about Thor?

How could Odin appoint someone with absolutely no ambition as king?

Hela strongly doubted whether this man was Odin's offspring.

"Just take that thing off."

Beckett was playing with the flame on his fingertip, casually flicked an energy blast, and the metal shield covering Thor's mouth cracked in response.

Where is Frigga?

"Say!"

"I told you to speak!"

Hela slapped Thor twice across the face, and only then did the latter's unfocused eyes begin to refocus.

"Where's Frigga? Where is she?!"

Hela slammed her younger brother's head against the transparent wall and pointed to the empty room opposite.

Bang!

The light that had regrouped in his eyes also stirred up the previously stagnant divine power, and the heavy chains once again locked away any miracles that might occur to Thor.

"He was taken away by a mage named Kaecilius..."

"I don't know where she went, I don't even know why he took her away..."

Exhausted, Thor simply stopped struggling and gave up resisting, letting Hela press her head down and do whatever she wanted.

"Can you tell me why you did this, Hela?"

"She is your mother, why did you—"

Boom!!!

Before Thor could finish speaking, the earth shook violently!

Rumble!!!

The Eternal Fire, which had not yet burned into the underground prison, surged forth like a ferocious beast along with the cracked earth. In the blink of an eye, it had completely turned the area around Beckett and Hela into a sea of flames!

Odin!

"I'm back!"

"I!"

"Asgard will eventually be destroyed!"

In what was almost a roar of catastrophe, Fire Giant Surtur had left his lair with the help of Dormammu and instantly returned to his peak with the help of the Eternal Fire, wielded his greatsword and wreaked havoc across Asgard. The terrifying flames devoured the land and lives of Asgard with each step he took!

"No!"

"No!"

"Help!"

"Run! Run! Run!!!"

A mournful wail, a heart-wrenching cry.

The once solemn and majestic Asgard has become a scorched wasteland under the feet of the Fire Giant Surtur.

Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard, along with all the Asgard garrison, had long been wiped out by Hela upon her return, which allowed Surtur to now run rampant on this sacred land without any hindrance...

"No..."

"No, it won't happen..."

"She would never do that..."

The destroyed palace could no longer block Hela's view. Surtur's rampage in Asgard immediately reminded Hela of the twilight prophecy left by Odin when he defeated him.

Hela absolutely refused to believe it, absolutely refused to believe her own mother, absolutely refused to believe that Frigga would take the Eternal Fire to resurrect Surtur in order to drive her away.

Damn it!

"Beckett! Keep an eye on this coward for me!"

Hela cursed inwardly, not having time to think too much, and instantly combed her hair into a fighting style.

Standing atop Asgard, the almost relentless and inexhaustible replenishment of magic caused a steel creature composed entirely of special magical metal to instantly appear beneath Hela's feet. Overwhelming weapons gathered in Hela's mind and surged toward Surtur was wielding a longsword.

"Surtur!"

"Get back there!"

With a fierce shout, Hela unleashed her full power in front of Beckett for the first time since the seal was broken.

Thanks to Asgard's recognition and support, Hela had no worries about her body being hollowed out. Sharp metal weapons swept across the Asgard sky like a storm!

"Daughter of Odin! You cannot stop me!"

Odin is dead!

"Asgard will be destroyed!"

"This is the destiny of your Asgardian!"

Surtur saw Hela, but ignored Hela.

He will not be stopped by Hela from destroying Asgard.

"Odin is dead, but I am still here!"

"No one can destroy Asgard without my permission!"

"I don't believe in the destiny of Twilight of the Gods!"

The weapon, resembling a peacock's tail, shot from behind Hela towards Surtur, who was wide open, finally halting his advance to destroy Asgard.

Standing atop the steel behemoth, Hela stood alone before one of the Asgardian, her inexhaustible divine power buying time for the fleeing Asgard behind her to escape the flames-ravaged region.

"She..."

"She's shielding us from the Fire Giant's attack?!"

Atop the steel behemoth, a slender figure, though not particularly tall, instilled a profound shock in the hearts of all the surviving Asgard.

The starlight-shimmering chains weaved through the dense array of weapons, gradually locking Surtur's massive body. The wrath of the Goddess of Death instantly froze the flames beneath his feet, which were the very source of his life.

Countless weapons rained down like meteors, relentlessly piercing Surtur's burning heart in his chest!

"Now!"

"I am the true king of Asgard!"

"I will break the destiny of the Asgardian, the destiny of Asgard!"

With a deafening roar, the steel behemoth beneath Hela's feet pierced through Surtur's chest!

Beckett, who was playing with the flame in his hand, threw the completely stunned Thor at the feet of The Other, and looked at the domineering and majestic queen in the sky with full power, his eyes full of amusement.

One day, I will definitely defeat you!

The vow Hela made before him when they first parted in Jotunheim now echoes endlessly.

"Interesting."

Beckett smiled with delight.

So far, Hela is the only woman he has encountered who can "chase" him in terms of the speed of her progress in strength.

Hiding to the side, I used my phone to pull out the second chapter. I'm so awesome! (Thumbs up)