" Mjolnir!"
Thor struggled to reach for Mjolnir.
Give me back Mjolnir!!!
Hela abruptly raised Mjolnir above her head, then shoved him away.
'Sizzle!'
A chilling Black Lightning struck Thor, instantly binding him so tightly that he could not move, yet allowing him to suspend in mid-air for the time being.
" Mjolnir, Mjolnir..."
Hela tossed Mjolnir with surprising ease.
"You...?!" Thor's eyes widened in astonishment as he stared at the scene.
"You can lift Mjolnir?!"
Hela glanced at him, then gripped the Hammerhead of Mjolnir with one hand.
"Didn't the old man tell you that it was once the weapon I used?"
Thor was stunned.
How is this possible?!
But what happened next left him utterly dumbfounded.
As Hela gradually increased the force of her five fingers, Mjolnir actually made a 'creaking' sound.
"As the eldest sister, I'm going to teach you a lesson today..."
A sinister smile crept across her face.
"No matter how powerful Mjolnir, it's still just a weapon..."
"The truly strong rely solely on their own strength!"
"With this hammer, you'll never become the true God of Thunder of Asgard!"
"Now..."
Hela snorted coldly and exerted force with her five fingers.
'Click!'
Mjolnir let out a mournful cry, and the entire Hammerhead instantly cracked open.
Thor watched as the mangled Mjolnir plummeted downwards, and couldn't help but let out a Wrath howl of despair!
"No! Mjolnir!!!"
His eyes instantly became bloodshot and red.
"You... you actually... destroyed my hammer!"
Hela regained her composure.
She clapped her hands and said casually, "It's just a hammer, it's ruined, it's ruined."
"I remember there were four or five weapons in Odin's Vault that were even stronger than Mjolnir..."
"Just get a different weapon later."
Thor yelled Wrath, "Shut up!"
"You have no idea how important Mjolnir is to me?!"
Hela:...
She frowned and asked suspiciously, "What, you've developed an attachment to that broken hammer after using it for a while?"
"You still want to marry her properly, with all the wedding decorations and formalities?!"
"Hmph!" Thor glared at Hela resentfully, then lowered his head in anger.
He looked down at the wreckage of Mjolnir lying on the ground, and his mood instantly somber.
"My Mjolnir is shattered..."
"My Mjolnir is shattered..."
Hela:...
She looked speechlessly at Odin in the stands.
She transmitted her voice to him. "[Has he always been like this?]"
Odin sipped his hot tea and nodded slightly.
[Yes, it's always been like this; no matter how much I teach, he just doesn't get it.]
Hela rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
What do you and your wife do all day? Can't you properly teach him a lesson?
Odin's lips twitched.
Why wasn't that taught...?
As he spoke, he brushed aside the gray hair covering his forehead, revealing a shiny bald head.
Look at this!
Odin transmitted a resentful voice. "[I, the King of Gods the gods, almost went bald trying to teach him...]"
At this point, he didn't forget to defend his wife.
[ Frigga put in just as much effort as I did.]
Hela sighed softly: [Sigh...]
[Why don't you just bring Loki back...]
[At least that adopted younger brother is a little smarter than my stupid biological brother...]
Odin held his hot tea in silence.
A moment later, he transmitted his voice with a wry smile: [It's too late, Hela.]
Loki was killed by Cursed Warrior of the Dark Elves while trying to save Frigga.
Hela:...
She felt she had been speechless more times today than in the previous thousands of years.
I'm starting to regret agreeing to what I promised you.
Odin smirked with schadenfreude.
[You must keep your word. You are the mighty Goddess of Death, my daughter.]
From now Thor, you will be in charge of teaching Thor.
At that moment, he experienced a long-lost sense of ease.
Since shedding all his responsibilities, Odin felt as if he had returned to his youth.
'Slurp~'
He took another satisfying sip of hot tea.
When he turned around, he was surprised to see three little kids staring at him.
Odin glanced down at the teacup in his hand, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.
"Uh, you guys want a drink too?"
The White Queen and the Red Queen shook their heads.
Odin asked, puzzled, "Then why are you looking at me like that?"
The All-White Little Boy said sullenly, "They both want to hear more gossip from you and her."
The White Queen and the Red Queen turned their heads together and called out in protest, " Little Soul ( Xiao Ling )!"
The All-White Little Boy- white hair instantly stood on end.
"Don't call me Little Soul anymore!"
"My name isn't Xiao Ling either!"
"I am the most precious Soul Stone among the six Infinity Stones!"
"Please show me some respect, okay?!!!"
White Queen: " Little Soul ~~"
The Red Queen chuckled and called out, " Xiao Ling ~~"
The All-White Little Boy, was so angry that his lips trembled.
"You..."
"Hmph! I'm not going to be friends with you guys anymore!"
After saying that, he puffed out his childish cheeks and turned his head away angrily.
The White Queen chuckled and whispered in the Red Queen's ear, "Sister, don't worry~"
" Little Soul's anger lasts only a short time..."
"He'll stop being angry after a while."
The Red Queen glanced at the All-White Little Boy and noticed that his ears were red.
She immediately covered her mouth and chuckled.
Odin, standing to the side, was in no mood to listen to their whispers.
How could someone else have overheard his and Hela's telepathic communication?!
This is something no ordinary person could do!
Even the most powerful enemies he had encountered in the past did not possess this ability!
Odin suddenly remembered something.
The All-White Little Boy had that disdainful expression when he told me it was a small, secret space...
"Is this really not a secret realm?"
The All-White Little Boy, who was still angry, immediately forgot about his anger.
He turned to look at Odin, a smile playing on his lips, his young face brimming with pride.
"This is my Innately Talented Soul Space!"
"It's not comparable to those ordinary spatial secret realms!"
" Innately Talented Soul Space..." Odin looked at the little boy with a strange gaze, and asked with a hint of respect, "Just who are you, young friend?"
"Didn't you hear me?" the All-White Little Boy asked in surprise.
Odin chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, I wasn't paying much attention just now..."
"Hmph!" The All-White Little Boy snorted, slightly raising his chin, and said arrogantly, "I am the most, most, most difficult to find, and most, most, most precious Soul Stone among the Six Infinity Stones!"
"What?!" Odin looked at him in astonishment. "You're the Soul Stone?!"
The All-White Little Boy, proudly puffed out his chest.
"Hmm~~~"
Odin exclaimed in disbelief, " The Six Infinity Stones actually have their own consciousness!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" the All-White Little Boy said unhappily. "Those other five stones can't compare to me?!"
"I am the most special one among the Six Infinity Stones!"