Thor Seeks Su Yao's Help
Seeing that things were not going well, Thor kicked Hela in the stomach with a bang, freeing himself from her grasp.
Due to inertia, he smashed through the beam wall and fell off the Bifrost.
Hela didn't pay much attention to it.
Anyway, both of these guys are going to die sooner or later, including that guy called White-Clothed Hero.
As for now...
Hela looked up at the beam of light from the Bifrost, Hela eyes filled with anticipation.
As long as she returns to Asgard and stands on Asgard soil, her power will be restored, growing stronger with time! In the end, no one can stop her, not even that old man Odin! "I can sense that your power is waning, old man..."
Hela sneered.
As she was thinking, she also thought of the guy named Thanos who had released her.
This guy will die too!
Earth.
Stark Tower.
As Thor and his two companions disappeared with the beam of light, Natasha and the others exchanged bewildered glances.
At this moment, the severely injured Tony Stark gasped, "Jarvis, locate the White-Clothed Hero."
"Yes, sir." Jarvis said while locating the White-Clothed Hero. "And sir, I've already called for an ambulance for you."
At this moment, Natasha and the others quickly moved Tony Stark down from the wall.
"Tony, are you alright?" Natasha asked.
"It's alright, I can manage," Tony Stark said painfully.
At this moment, Hawkeye said worriedly, "That Hela is unimaginably powerful. Will Thor be in trouble?"
Tony Stark gasped, "So we need to find the White-Clothed Hero as soon as possible. Of all the people we know, only the White-Clothed Hero can save him..."
While they were discussing finding the person, Thor, on the other side, fell out of the Bifrost beam and tumbled out of a deep purple natural wormhole, landing on an unfamiliar planet.
Sakaar.
The sky is azure, the clouds are white, and the environment is similar to that of Earth.
Because of the presence of natural wormholes and portals, the area was filled with trash, Thor crashed directly into a pile of garbage.
After a short while, Thor stood up.
Before he could take a good look around, a gray spaceship spotted him, and a group of men wearing strange masks came out.
"Are you a fighter, or food?" The pale-faced man at the head of the group looked him up and down with an aggressive gaze.
Thor replied, "I was just passing through."
The pale-faced man laughed, "That's the grain. Kneel down!"
As the group of people gradually surrounded him, Thor instinctively stretched out his right hand, wanting to summon Thunder God's Hammer.
Unfortunately, nothing happened for a while before he realized that Thunder God's Hammer had been destroyed.
Seeing that Thunder God's Hammer was gone, Thor reached out and threw one of the men away, then tried to fight hand-to-hand with his powerful physique.
However, before he could take down more people, a large, high-tech black and blue net came rushing towards him and caught him right in the middle.
A hissing sound rang out, and Thor's body immediately convulsed, unable to muster any more strength.
A group of people surrounded them and began to beat them.
After a while, another spaceship arrived, and a woman with yellow skin, wearing armor, staggered out while drinking.
He's mine now!
After a while, Valkyrie used the spaceship to eliminate the group of people.
Seeing this, Thor quickly broke free from the net and looked at the woman walking towards him, and couldn't help but smile and say, "Thank you."
Before he could finish speaking, the woman opposite him Valkyrie, threw a silver disc the size of a coin at his neck.
As she pressed the button, another buzzing sound rang out, and Thor convulsed and collapsed to the ground.
Seeing Thor unconscious, Valkyrie grabbed his cloak and dragged him away.
After a while.
Valkyrie brought Thor to the Grandmaster, the Grandmaster of Sakaar.
Grandmaster, a member of the Elders of the Universe, was bored because he had lived for too long. He designed various competitive events for powerful beings to participate in, for his own amusement.
Watching them fight in the Gladiator Arena was his hobby.
The Grandmaster, dressed in gold and red robes, with silver hair and the appearance of a middle-aged man, looked at the slave in front of him with great interest.
After some conversation, Valkyrie sold Thor to the Grandmaster for ten million.
Watching the woman leave, Thor said angrily, "You will pay for this!"
Valkyrie scoffed, "That's right, I made the bid."
After she left, the Grandmaster looked at the man in front of him and asked, "Now tell me, who are you?"
Thor roared, "I am the God of Thunder!"
As he spoke, a small spark of electricity appeared in his palm.
Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster glanced at his hands and said, "Wow, I didn't see any lightning."
"What's that on your finger, a tiny electric spark?"
"Oh..." The Grandmaster pointed at him and laughed, "Thunder Man?"
Thor was furious upon hearing this and said, "Release me now! The price of offending me is not something you can afford!"
"Oh, really?" the Grandmaster said indifferently. "I don't know what the price will be. I only know that you are now my slave, yes, my slave!"
Thor gritted his teeth, "You damned bastards, if my father and my brother find out you captured me, you're finished. Not only my father, but my brother will kill you!"
"Do you know who my brother is? He is the God of Light, and his power is beyond the reach of a mortal like you!"
Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster was taken aback, and then a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
The subordinates present also smiled and burst into laughter.
Looking at Thor's hands, which had once emitted small sparks of electricity, the Grandmaster mocked, "The God of Light who can emit small lights?"
"You can call him over. When he arrives, he can team up with you and stay as my gladiator slave."
"Speaking of which, I'm actually looking forward to your gladiator match with that Little Light Man Thunder Man, haha..."
The others around also laughed, completely ignoring the God of Light that this Thunder Man was talking about.
In their eyes, this Thunder Man God of Thunder could only release small sparks, and the guy called the God of Light was probably about the same.
At this moment, the Grandmaster seemed to remember something and said with a smile, "Oh, I almost forgot, I haven't formally introduced myself yet. I am called Grandmaster, and I run a little comedy show called the Contest of Champions."
"The participants are all reluctant guys who came from all directions, and you, my friend, will be the new character."
As he spoke, something occurred to him, and he chuckled, "Perhaps, that Little Light Man will be next?"
"Ha ha..."