Valkyrie
The grand hall of Asgard's gleaming palace...
When Alvin stepped out of the Space Gate, he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination...
The hall seemed filled with tension.
Thor was having a heated argument with a dark-skinned Valkyrie, while Loki watched the two of them with contempt, as if he were enjoying the spectacle...
Odin looked full of guilt and unease, while Frigga wore an expression of helplessness and melancholy...
Alvin had no idea what had happened. Looking at Hela's expressionless face, he asked quietly, "I thought you were already done!
What happened now?"
Hela irritably glanced at the Throne on the raised dais. The mighty Eternal Spear from earlier stood right beside its armrest.
Not particularly willing to answer Alvin's question, Hela frowned and said coldly, "I killed all the women in the Asgardian Valkyrie army..."
Alvin spread his hands in confusion. "And then?"
Hela glanced at the dark-skinned Valkyrie, who was still arguing fiercely with Thor. "Then one survivor came looking for revenge..."
Alvin sighed as he looked at the visibly aged Odin. "Your family really does have an unbelievable number of messy problems.
How about we smash that bastard Loki's Godhead and make him king instead?"
As he spoke, Alvin glanced at Loki, who was nervously trying to hide behind his mother, and sneered. "If once isn't enough, we'll kill him twice. We'll keep killing him until he's free..."
Hela seemed to think of something. A faint, inscrutable smile appeared on her icy face. "You don't want me to be king either?
I could be the head of the Mutant Union instead..."
Alvin froze. Under the chilly stares of Odin and Frigga, he said awkwardly, "That's not up to me..."
Seeing Hela suddenly look a little disappointed, Alvin hesitated, but finally said, "As for