Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 282
On the large square outside the Asgard Asgard, ripples suddenly flickered in the air.

The soldiers guarding the entrance of the Asgard Palace suddenly became agitated and looked over there one after another.But no one moved, because these experienced soldiers know that their duty is to guard the gate. Once they are transferred from the mountain or leave their posts without permission, they may encounter sudden changes—not to mention that there will definitely be patrols over there. The guards rushed over to check.

Sure enough, sensing a special spatial fluctuation, a small group of guards hastily rushed towards the square.

It is the gathering time now, and there is still some distance before the dinner time, so there are also a large number of people near the square.

The space distorted for a while, then gradually calmed down, revealing a clear picture.

——Spatial projection technology!
To be able to project pictures from other time and space outside Asgard’s Asgard gate, needless to say, must have obtained the permission of Odin. Even the air in Asgard belongs to the ruler. This is the responsibility of every Asgard subject Everyone knows the facts, so after seeing this kind of spatial projection, the people did not panic, but looked up with interest to see what happened.

An old man in golden armor and holding a battle gun appeared in the picture.

"Isn't this... my king Odin?"

The sharp-eyed person immediately recognized it, and there was a commotion in the field.

"What's going on? Isn't my king in the fairy palace? Why does it appear in other time and space?"

"The one on the throne..."

Discussions suddenly sounded from all directions, and the guards who came to maintain order were a little flustered, reflexively trying to drive away the people gathered in the square.

"My subjects!" Just as the plaza started to riot, Odin in the picture suddenly spoke.

"Yes, I'm not in the Nine Realms now, and it's not me who sits on the throne, but my son Loki!"

As the number one mage in the Nine Realms, Loki had already sensed everything the moment the space projection appeared. When he was wondering what was going on, Odin's words made him fall into the ice. In the hole.

"Don't blame Loki, I acquiesced in this matter!"

"Now, a challenger to the throne has appeared. Today's battle will determine who will be in charge of the next throne in Asgard!"

After only staying for a moment, there was an uproar in the square.

"Who? Who dares to challenge my king?"

"Is there such a stupid person? Odin is invincible..."

However, some people who are familiar with the history of Asgard explained: "Don't argue, the throne of Asgard can be obtained through a forceful challenge in addition to the designated heir."

"You know what!" Someone immediately retorted, "Although there is such a rule, you must be an Asgardian, and the three generations are all direct blood..."

"Look, the opponent of my king Odin has appeared!"

"That is……"

She was dressed in a dark green energy armor, and behind her was a dark mist floating faintly. As her tall figure walked step by step from the endless void, the mist trembled continuously.

Only fighters with strong strength and sufficient eyesight can see that it is not some fog, but an extremely advanced space technique.It looks like just a black mist, but in fact, there are many layers of twisted spaces inside, and it is unknown what extremely powerful things are hidden inside.

"That's..." Finally, an older Asgardian recognized the opponent standing in front of Odin.

"Hella!" Odin looked at Hela with a complicated expression, "Seeing you standing in front of me, I suddenly remembered a lot of past events!"

"Lions are always old!" Hela looked at Odin calmly, "You have imprisoned me for thousands of years, and now I stand in front of you, challenging you with the tradition of Asgard! For the throne , and for my dignity!"

Odin hesitated to speak, and nodded after a while, "As you wish!"

The square fell silent, so quiet that only the whistling wind could be heard.Everyone was watching the battle, the invincible but old king, and his grown children.

At the same moment, almost everyone on the entire Asgard planet was watching this battle for the throne through different channels and methods.

Except for Thor who is still foolishly drinking with Falcon on Earth...

No, there is one more.In the depths of the fairy palace, in a magnificent bedroom, there is a middle-aged woman with a beautiful face and an elegant temperament.She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, wanting to see the scene on the magic mirror, but she stubbornly turned her head and refused to look at it. Unknowingly, her fingers turned white due to excessive force.

"Odin" suddenly broke into the bedroom, the woman suddenly stood up, her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, "Why are you here?"

"I...I..." "Odin" felt that he couldn't pretend anymore, he suddenly wiped his face, changed back to Rocky's appearance, and fell obediently in front of the woman, "Mother, why did someone suddenly come out to fight for the throne?" ? Who is that woman? She... what qualifications does she have to compete for this position?"

"You..." Frigga was angry and funny, poked Loki's forehead with her fingers, pulled him up, and explained with a wry smile, "This is your sister Hela. Before Thor and Thor were born, Hela was the default heir to the throne!"

"My sister?" Loki was completely confused, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, he hesitated, and then asked tentatively, "Then why haven't I seen her for so many years?" ? Where has she been all these years?"

"This is a long, long story!" Frigg sighed softly, "She used to be the leader of the Valkyries, and she was also the strongest warrior in Asgard besides Odin..."

Just when Frigga told Loki the story of Hela, the battle between Odin and Hela officially began.

Naturally, Hela was the first to attack. The moment she completed the full coverage of the energy armor and put on the sword helmet, tens of thousands of long swords suddenly shot out from the black mist behind her.

Each one is carefully forged by her, and each one contains inestimable and powerful destructive power.

Tens of thousands of long swords flew up in all directions at the same time, blocking every possible direction of Odin's movement. No matter how Odin moved, he would be stabbed by dozens of long swords at the same time.

Facing this seemingly unavoidable move, Odin didn't retreat at all, but suddenly raised the Eternal Spear, stabbing out with a flat shot.

When the gods make a move, there are very few big moves, because it is not needed at all.God's random blows are flawless. This is a very wonderful feeling, as if everything in the world is under his control.

This is the strength of Odin, the true peak of the heavenly father, who is only a layer of window paper away from becoming the dimensional lord - simplifying the complex and returning to the basics.The simplest is often the most practical.

No matter how exquisite the moves are, there are only two ultimate goals: hit and destroy.After tens of thousands of years of honing, Odin's moves have basically entered the realm of returning to the basics. His shots look extremely simple, but when he stabs out, there are almost no cases of misses.

As for the destructive power... May I ask who dares to resist the blow of the Eternal Spear head-on?
This shot was surprisingly fast, and with a flash, it had already pierced Hela's chest.Faced with this fierce shot, Hela could only take a step back, and tens of thousands of long swords swirled to block it.

The long sound of "铛" was due to the dense sound of thousands of swords and spears intersecting. To outsiders, it was just a long sound.

The strength of the Eternal Spear was finally counteracted by successive impacts, and Hela's murderous sword array was completely smashed!

(End of this chapter)