The Family Banquet Was a Little Strange

Asgard's construction capabilities were practically heaven-defying. In a single night, they had built a sprawling palace complex, no smaller than the Hydra base next door.

In Russell's real world, such construction speed would have been considered a miracle. But in the Marvel Universe, it was nothing particularly remarkable.

The construction companies on Earth claimed they could do it too.

Asgard's architectural style generally leaned toward simplicity and grandeur. First came the imposing scale: build as large as possible, make the roofs as high as possible, and spend as much money as possible.

Second was the emphasis on smooth lines and visually striking colors. Every space had a visual focal point, and color dominated that focal point.

Mostly gold—gold made from precious metals!

Mountains of precious metals had been poured into it, creating a dazzling yet natural beauty that allowed every visitor to fully appreciate Asgard's artistic style of revering nature.

This palace had been built by Odin for his daughter Hela, to make up for his guilt and longing. There was another intention behind it as well.

He knew the groom's side wanted a house!

Thinking of his daughter Hela's temperament, Odin felt it was truly no easy task to find someone willing to take her on and capable of keeping her in line. She only wanted a palace as a wedding home, so he gave her one.

It was not worth much anyway!

The Hell Dimension and the Valkyrie Legion, along with all those dowry attendants, had already been given away. What was one more palace? Asgard could afford it. Even ten more palaces would not hurt.

Outside the main hall, a group approached at an unhurried pace, led by Russell in black sorcerer's robes.

Though it was a family banquet, Russell had never considered himself part of this