"What?"
Thor and Queen Frigga were both startled.
Frigga thought Hela had offended Prince Tang somehow, and Prince Tang had simply decided to grant her death.
Given Hela's personality, that possibility was practically certain.
Frigga could not help feeling anxious and looked to Thor for help.
In the current Asgard, no force could defy Apocalypse's will. Only Thor's brotherly bond with Apocalypse remained as their sole connection.
Thor did not suspect Apocalypse. He merely wanted to hear what Apocalypse had to say.
"Tang, isn't this a little inappropriate? She is my sister, after all."
Apocalypse said calmly, "She wanted to die herself, so let her."
Then he changed the subject. "By the way, Thor, how many pounds does Asgard's fattest opera actress weigh?"
Thor froze. Weren't they discussing the grave matter of his sister's life and death? Why had he suddenly started asking about actresses?
The turn was so abrupt that he nearly failed to follow it.
"Why are you asking me that? How would I know?"
Asgard had inherited some ancient culture. They did not enjoy movies, but they were quite fond of opera.
In the original timeline, Loki had even disguised himself as Odin and arranged an opera performance that portrayed himself as a great hero.
Later, Thor returned, saw through his disguise, and used Thor's Hammer to threaten Loki into revealing his true form.
"Forget it," Apocalypse said. "Find one who weighs a thousand pounds. Any heavier would be too much."
Thor rolled his eyes. Where was he supposed to find a thousand-pound actress? Did he really think Asgardians were pigs?
"Brother, just tell me what you want to say. My sister is still..."
Apocalypse said faintly, "Hela is the daughter of a god-king, after all, and bears the title Death Goddess. She cannot die in obscurity."