The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

"Don't you want to see me, my mother?"

Friga asked softly, with a hint of undetectable sadness in his voice.

When Loki heard this, his movements that were already struggling stopped instantly, as if he had been cast as a solid mantra.

A hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head, honestly, like a child who did the wrong thing.

"Mother." He called in a low voice, his voice full of guilt.

Wes stood aside and looked at the Rocky in front of him with interest.

He found that this Loki looked exactly the same as that Loki from the Time Mutation Administration, and even the magic fluctuations emitted around him were exactly the same.

However, the experiences of the two have taken completely different paths since the Battle of New York.

A wandering through various strange timelines, experiencing adventures beyond imagination;

And the one in front of him was standing in front of Asgard, facing his mother and brother.

"Mother, I will introduce you to two friends."

Thor broke the brief silence, and he said, waving enthusiastically to the spaceship.

The hatch door slowly opened, Valkyrie Valkyrie and Bruce Banner walked off the spaceship one after another.

The appearance of the two instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Thor smiled and happily introduced the two, especially when introducing Valkyrie, his tone was full of pride. "This is Valkyrie, she was one of the Valkyrie back then!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of exclamations suddenly arose in the crowd.

In Asgard's history, Valkyrie has long become a distant legend. They are brave and fearless, guarding the glory of Asgard.

Unexpectedly, under such predicament, one could see a living Valkyrie.

This news was like a dawn that ignited a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the Asgardians, who felt that this might be a sign of Asgard's revival.

However, Valkyrie's attitude was a little cold.

When she thought of Odin's decision, she felt an unreliable feeling in her heart.

Once upon a time, Odin's decision almost wiped out Valkyrie, and her companions left her one by one. This painful memory was like a sharp blade, always lying in her heart.

So, facing Friga, she just nodded slightly without saying too much.

But at this moment, no one cared too much about her attitude.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of Thor's return, as if all the haze was dispelled at this moment.

The gods couldn't wait to gather together and began to discuss how to retake Asgard.

At this critical moment, the two people who knew Hela best - Friga and Valkyrie, became the focus of everyone's attention.

Friga looked solemn and spoke slowly, telling the story of Hela.

Her voice was low and steady, and every word seemed to carry the vicissitudes of time.

From the birth of Hela, to the expansion of her ambitions, to the powerful power she showed, Friga described it in detail.

Everyone listened quietly, their expressions constantly changing with her story, sometimes shocked and sometimes worried.

Hela's strength is far beyond their imagination, which made them realize that the road to regaining Asgard will be full of difficulties and obstacles.

"Odin said that Hela's power comes from Asgard."

Friga's voice was a little solemn, and she paused slightly, and she didn't say the rest, but everyone present understood what she meant - Asgard was immortal and Hela would not perish.

Even an existence as powerful as Odin had to choose to seal Hela, which shows how difficult Hela's power was.

"And her death regiment."

Valkyrie slowly lowered the bottle of wine in her hand, with a serious expression, and a hint of hatred appeared in her eyes.

"Under the blessing of Hela's power, those guys all have immortal bodies and only obey her orders."

Her voice trembled slightly. The Valkyrie Legion died at the hands of these monsters. That painful memory is still vivid in my mind.

The commander who is invincible and the Immortal Legion seems to have no shortcomings in this combination, leaving everyone unable to see a glimmer of chance of winning.

However, Thor was not discouraged. He clenched his fists tightly and said with a firm look on his eyes: "In other words, we can only send an elite team to carry out the beheading operation and directly eliminate Hela to resolve this crisis."

"I'll do it."

Almost as soon as Thor finished speaking, a voice rang without hesitation.

"I'm the one."

Immediately afterwards, someone responded loudly.

There are no cowards among the Asgard gods. Even though they knew that this mission would probably fall, they were still scrambling to ask for battle.

"Heimdal." Thor began to call.

"arrive!"

Heimdal's voice was loud, and his eyes were filled with determination and fearlessness.

"Sif."

"exist!"

Sif is heroic and stern, with a serious and solemn expression.

"Three Warriors of the Immortal Palace."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"We're here!"

The three warriors in the Immortal Palace responded in unison, and their voices resounded all around.

“…”

Everyone who named Thor proudly raised his chest, as if he was given supreme glory.

They knew the dangers of this mission, but for Asgard, they chose to stand up without hesitation.

And those who were not named were also entrusted with important tasks by Thor.

If their actions fail, these people will become the spark of Asgard and shoulder the mission of continuing Asgard's glory.

Just as the meeting is about to end.

"I'm the one."

Loki suddenly made a sound, breaking the brief silence.

Everyone looked at him strangely, after all, Loki's previous style of behavior was unpredictable.

"That guy beat me up, I just wanted to find a chance to hit me back."

Loki said stubbornly, trying to cover up his true thoughts with such seemingly random reasons.

Looking at the harsh Loki, Thor smiled.

He knew that although Loki was always naughty, he would still stand with everyone at critical moments.

"So too, I want to avenge my dead sisters."

Valkyrie said as she slowly wiped the sword in her hand.

The sword flashed coldly in the sun, as if excited about the upcoming battle.

"And I." Banner raised his hand, with a firm look on his face. "We are friends, aren't we?" His voice was gentle, but full of power.

"Thanks."

Thor's voice was low and sincere. He had always been unrighteous to speak, and now thousands of words gathered into these two simple words.

His eyes slowly swept across every companion who took the initiative to fight, with gratitude and firmness in his eyes.

He knew very well that this battle would undoubtedly be a life-and-death battle.

But these companions did not retreat at all and resolutely chose to fight side by side with him. this

Friendship, this courage, made Thor feel an indescribable touch.

In his heart, he had already made up his mind.

Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of him, even if it will eventually fall into Haila's hands, he will never regret it.

He wants to do his best to protect these friends who are willing to live and die with him.

Although Asgard's glory is important, the lives of these companions are also treasures that he must protect no matter what.