Asgard.
Thor's body flew out of the Golden Palace.
Hela was not much better off.
Without Asgard's favor, even Hela would have had to pay a price to face Thor as he was now.
Hela stared blankly at the wounds on her hand and murmured, "You're changing your mind, aren't you?"
No one would answer her, because she was asking Asgard.
The Asgard that revered the strong and believed that might makes right.
It could tolerate Odin turning from cruel to merciful, and this same fickle Asgard also liked the newly strengthened Thor.
Sensing all this, Hela's face twitched.
"What an irritating feeling." She clenched her fists.
Through his daze, Thor saw the people of Asgard on the Bifrost.
They had been stopped.
Odin's figure appeared in his mind.
Thor's passive ability: thinking of his father.
With the power of his father bolstering him, Thor's strength surged.
A massive bolt of lightning pierced the Golden Palace and struck Hela.
Hela's body fell from the Golden Palace.
Thor did not pursue her. His eyes were fixed solely on the people of Asgard.
Wearing a cape of lightning, he landed hard.
The tremendous impact shook the Bifrost.
Skurge, who was demanding the sword from Heimdall, looked up and saw Thor arrive.
The undead army, still awaiting Hela's next command, charged at Heimdall.
A black wolf appeared at the end of the Bifrost.
It was Fenris, the Dire Wolf Hela had left on guard.
This was a beast whose fur no weapon could pierce.
Valkyrie had tried all kinds of weapons, but none could halt Fenris's advance.
As the Dire Wolf approached, Thor accelerated and charged straight at Fenris.
What looked like an ant trying to topple a tree instead sent Fenris flying amid an astonishing burst of lightning.
About to fall into