The Motherland Comes to the United States

Chapter 462 Return to Earth
Are you kidding!
The Ice War God Armor is his greatest asset. He uses the Ice Box, a top artifact that can freeze the planet, plus a large amount of Uru metal, as well as the dwarves' ingenious craftsmanship, and the Asgardian mage to enchant the runes. The runes have just been cast.

Give it to Hela as a betrothal gift?
You are so beautiful!
Money is for women to look at, not for women to spend!

"If you don't want to, forget it!" Black Superman stood up, stretched out, and said, "I still don't believe it. That old guy Deng really dared to leave me here and ignore me!"

Isn't that equivalent to being forcibly sealed here like Hela?

The old man should still be measured.

Otherwise, it will really anger Black Superman, and Asgard will have another heavenly father-level enemy with unlimited potential. Why bother?
"Hey! You're a miser, you can't even part with this little thing, and you still want to pursue a woman?" Hela shouted.

"A good horse never turns back. If this one is gone, keep looking for it!" The Black Superman slightly tilted his body and rose up in the air, as if he was not bound by gravity. He said: "As long as the target can be changed, Come on, there is no sadness, only love!”

Hela, this woman, is really good at planning. It’s a pity that I won’t accept your tricks!
Are you the only one who deserves me to exchange for Ice Extreme War God Armor?

Not even the Elf Queen Galadriel!
Goodbye, bye, the next one will be better!

"hateful!"

Hela gritted her teeth. If she could deceive this guy's armor, she would definitely be stronger after wearing it. When the time comes, she would have a chance of winning in a decisive battle with the old ghost father Odin, but this guy didn't. Fooled...shit!

I am the eldest princess of Asgard. Is this a lot of money for sleeping with you?
From beginning to end, did I ever ask for a dime more!

Grass!
……

In the vast expanse of space, a towering war fortress floats quietly, slowly rotating around the blue planet, the Earth.

The atmosphere in the laboratory inside the War Fortress was tense and busy.

"How is the situation? Can you determine the coordinates of Black Superman?" Apshar stood in front of the console, her eyes fixed on the data on the screen, her brows furrowed, she turned around and faced Dona Taylor and Helen Zhao asked.

Donatello sat in front of the computer, his fingers tapping the keyboard quickly. His face was full of concentration. While operating the computer, he replied: "We are already working hard, Apchar! But the Black Superman is in the distance." The earth is far away, and his communicator has abnormal interference. We are trying to decipher this interference..."

Helen Zhao said impatiently: "You don't understand anything. Instead of blindly urging us here, why not go get me a cup of coffee!"

"you!"

Apshar wanted to curse, and it was about Black Superman, but she decided to endure it and actually went to pour coffee for Helen Zhao.

A few days after Black Superman went to Asgard, the Watchers received a call for help from Black Superman's communicator.

Black Superman has always known that he is not invincible, and may encounter plots and need help, so he had already asked Donatello and Zhao Helen to create a quantum communicator for him and receive his transmissions. When he wrote the letter, he used the coordinates provided by his communicator and used the teleportation device of the War Fortress to teleport him back to the War Fortress.

So after arriving in Niflheim, Black Superman sent a message, but never received a reply. He thought that the message for help was useless. In fact, it was useful, but because of the relationship between Niflheim and Earth. The distance between them and the interference of Odin's seal made it impossible for Donatello on the War Fortress to directly determine the coordinates of Black Superman and rescue him immediately.

Apshar brewed coffee for Helen Zhao and placed it in front of her.

Helen Zhao took the coffee, gently blew the heat away, and then took a sip. Her eyes were still fixed on the computer screen, which displayed complex tracking data and images.

"Didn't Black Superman go to help Asgard?" Apshar frowned, with confusion and anger in his voice: "Why is he still in danger and unable to return to Earth? Are those legends The frost giants in the game are too powerful, or do Asgard and the others have some bad intentions?”

"If the Frost Giants really defeated Asgard, the earth would never be as peaceful as it is now!" A trace of worry flashed in Zhao Helen's eyes: "I'm afraid the problem lies with Asgard - even if it's just the process There was an accident, and Asgard should send someone to explain the situation, right?"

Asgard is the lord of the nine realms, including the earth. It is also Asgard's territory in name. If Asgard really attacks Black Superman, how can they in the Watcher Alliance compete with Asgard? What about a hard fight?

"Asgard..."

Apshar pondered, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in the end he could only say reluctantly: "It's a pity that we don't have the coordinates of Asgard..."

Whether it is dropping a nuclear bomb or a biochemical virus, you must first have the coordinates of Asgard so that the war fortress can transmit things there.

……

Niflheim.

Black Superman was lying in a cave he dug with his thermal vision to watch the show. Suddenly, he found that his quantum communicator flashed.

——I have long been worried that I am trapped on the same earth, so there are countless things to eat, drink and play in Black Superman's capsule and the portable items made with Pym particles.

"Ok?"

Black Superman was shocked: "Isn't this thing ineffective?"

However, after the quantum communicator flashed for a moment, there was no movement again.

"Well..." Black Superman frowned and whispered to himself: "So it's because we can't contact Donatello and the others for the time being, but it's not useless... Apshar and Donatello should be busy restoring communication frantically now. Bar."

A confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you don't need to pay attention to that old man's nonsense, Labor and Capital can return to Earth on their own!"

"Ha ha!"

"boom--!!!"

The originally peaceful cave suddenly shook violently, as if the entire earth was shaking, and gravel and dust fell from the top of the cave.

"Will there be earthquakes in this country of the dead?" Black Superman ran out in confusion, only to realize that it was Hela who was bombarding the mountains with her Ten Thousand Swords Returning Clan.

Beams of light fell from the sky like sharp swords and struck the mountains, causing violent explosions.

"Hela, are you mentally ill?" Black Superman scolded, "Okay, why are you so epileptic?"

However, Hela didn't seem to care about his question. She laughed. Her laughter was full of provocation and arrogance. She brandished her sword and attacked Black Superman. Countless black blades fell from the sky like dense raindrops. fall.

"Come and fight!"

Hela shouted.

She seems to enjoy the feeling of fighting, as if fighting can only release the fanaticism and anger deep in her heart.

It's understandable, after all, he was imprisoned for 1700 years, but it's unacceptable.

"It seems that if I don't give you a taste of something powerful, you don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes."

Black Superman was very angry. He wore the Ice War God Armor and rushed towards Hela like a bolt of lightning. The speed was so fast that sonic booms sounded in the air one after another.

He clenched his fist and punched it out.

Black Superman's fist collided with Hela's sword, making a deafening sound. The impact made the entire Niflheim tremble. Hela was shocked by this powerful force and took a few steps back, with a surprised expression on her face.

Black Superman didn't give her a chance to breathe, he punched away again.

This time the attack was more violent.

His fist was like breaking through ice, carrying an icy aura and powerful impact.

"Am I still afraid of you?"

Hela snorted coldly and stepped forward to welcome the man.

For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with the sound of fierce fighting.

The battle between the two lasted for a long time. Although Hela was crazy, she was a prisoner after all. It was not easy to recover her strength. Under the fierce attack of Black Superman, she gradually showed her fatigue.

"boom--!"

Hela was punched into the mountains by Black Superman, ending the battle.

The Black Superman smiled coldly, grabbed Hela out, put her in his arms, placed her across his lap, raised his hand, and slapped her hard and round buttocks.

"Clap clap clap!"

"The labor and management are so happy, I almost wilt from you!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"If you're so naughty, do you believe I'll beat your ass to pieces?"

Feeling the stinging pain on her buttocks, Hela blushed. She is the invincible and invincible female war goddess of Asgard, Hela, the God of Death, to be so humiliated by this guy...it's strange Shame on big breasts!

"I'll fight you!"

Hela still wanted to struggle, but her strength had been almost exhausted during the battle with Black Superman. How could she be as strong as Black Superman?
"Still want to resist? The more you resist, the stronger I will be!"

Black Superman chuckled. The harder Hela struggled, the harder he hit her.

In the end, Hela lay flat on her back.

To be honest, she was not afraid of pain. She remembered that when she followed Odin in his battles and conquered the nine realms, she was often injured. Being spanked was nothing. At most, she could not accept it mentally and felt that she had been insulted.

But without the strength to resist, struggling blindly is of no use. Instead, it makes the other party even more excited.

After Hela figured it out, she remained silent and allowed Black Superman to spank her.

This kind of thing is true. After the victim didn't respond or scream, it felt meaningless. When Black Superman picked up his hand, he didn't know whether to continue.

"Did the beating hurt you? Come on, let me rub it for you!" Black Superman rolled his eyes and rubbed it for her instead. He said seriously: "You can't blame me for this. Who told you to have such a bad temper? , If you say you’re going to hit the door, you’re going to hit the door! If you have anything to say, why don’t you just say it!”

Hela looked at Black Superman with cold eyes, "You bitch, don't give me a chance, or I'll kill you!"

Well, this woman is indeed tough enough. After the initial irritation, she quickly became immune to Black Superman's various methods of dealing with women, making it boring for Black Superman to play with, and she even fell asleep directly.

If Black Superman hadn't already learned about it, the Watchers League would probably be able to take him out of this hellish place. He would have wanted to give Hela an overlord and force him to bow down - who told that old guy Odin to be like this? Bastard, trapped him in this country of the dead that is full of negative energy. If he hadn't saved so much food, drink and entertainment, he wouldn't be able to stay here for a day!
That's right...

The gothic Hela and the black Superman are both a bit reluctant to take action.

Although the ancestor taught: Kill the ugly ones, not the ugly ones. Solve the quantity problem first, and then solve the quality problem.

But Hela actually has a good foundation, but she has been trapped in Niflheim for too long and can no longer pay attention to her personal image.

Black Superman thought for a while, and then he directly put on makeup for Hela.

The tattered clothes were thrown away, and she put on a fairy-like white dress. Her long black hair was dyed golden, and then a golden crown was placed on her.

Hey!
The cold and ruthless goddess of death turned into a noble and elegant elf queen in an instant.

"Not bad!"

Black Superman nodded, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a proud smile on his lips.

It looks much more pleasing to the eye than before.

He realized that Hela was about to wake up. He chuckled, took out a cucumber, and gently moved it around Hela's slightly open lips for a few times. When she was about to wake up, he suddenly took out the cucumber. He pressed it into her throat and gave her a Shenhou.

"yue——!"

Hela's gag reflex caused her to vomit, and her body trembled violently.

Black Superman quickly put away the cucumbers, then turned around and lifted up his pants, as if to hide his embarrassment.

Hela suddenly stood up. She glared at Black Superman, with anger flashing in her eyes, and then wiped her mouth... a little salty. Her face suddenly showed an angry look, and her noble and elegant face was distorted. .

"I'll peel off your skin!"

Hela's eyes were cracked. At this moment, the person she wanted to kill the most was not Odin, but this bastard.

She was holding the Sword of the Night Sky, and the aura on her body was as fierce as a storm. She no longer hesitated or held back, preparing to use all her strength to engage in a life-and-death battle with this bastard.

Deceiving too much!

Black Superman ran away quickly: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I just poked you with my finger!"

Hela was even more angry. What about fooling children? Are your fingers that thick? Is it that long?

Just when Hela was chasing Black Superman, suddenly, a dazzling light pierced the space, and a huge space door suddenly opened in front of Black Superman, forming a mysterious vortex, exuding a strange light. Black Superman was overjoyed, The speed suddenly increased and headed directly towards the space door:

"Goodbye, Hela, I will come back to see you when I have time!"

After being trapped in Niflheim for so long and finally able to go home, Black Superman couldn't help humming a ditty: "Goodbye mom, I will sail away tonight, don't worry about me, I have happiness and wisdom The paddle..."

(End of this chapter)