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Chapter Fifty-Seven: Big Boss 6
As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees. And at Thor's knees—
There is Uru...
I don't even kneel to Thanos. Who are you?
Thor, already full of frustration, snapped angrily, "Get out! You kneel!"
The dark space fell into sudden silence.
Thor suddenly realized and turned toward the source of the voice...
"Why did you come out without any warning, sister?"
The figure before him was stern and cold, the voice that had spoken belonged to none other than—Hela.
Since Hela's mother is Frigga, he really would have to kneel to her mother...
"Hehehe, hello? If I hadn't seen you fall into the rift, I wouldn't have bothered to fish you out."
"Now, kneel before your queen!"
Outsiders certainly couldn't kneel, and being family, they definitely—couldn't kneel either. Thor knew that once he knelt, it would be hard to stand up again.
Thor spread his hands and said, "Sister, don't be like this. Our Asgard is a place where everyone is equal now, and that sort of thing is no longer in fashion..."
Hela sneered. She understood that Thor, though appearing earnest and straightforward, was actually more cunning than Odin, able to grasp the point without much effort.
From this perspective, he was indeed a fitting heir to the throne.
She raised her hand, and a slender black sword materialized in it.
"Beating one's younger brother during meals and rest" had always been a traditional virtue of Asgard. Hela followed this tradition just like Thor. If words won't do, then physical punishment would suffice. Moreover, Hela believed in not backing down if she could confront.
She tossed her long hair, black spikes jutting from the back of her collar, and the terrifying power of death pulsed around her.
It seemed that a fight was unavoidable. Lunatics are the most challenging to handle; if there's a disagreement, they will fight...
The problem was, she was currently stronger than him!
The fight did not last long, and Thor felt he was on the verge of being beaten to a pulp in less than half an hour. Despite managing to hold his own with physical skills, his strength, magic, speed, and defense were being overwhelmed from all sides, and he was also dealing with bloody wounds...
It was clear that Hela was not using her full strength, and there was no Asgardian home advantage.
Thor gritted his teeth and struggled, trying to find a way out of the situation. Meanwhile, Hela became increasingly exhilarated...
At that moment, a golden halo appeared in front of Thor. The Ancient One stepped out of it, waving a magic fan and sending an energy whip towards Hela.
Hela, initially indifferent, focused her eyes and sent out several flying swords to sever the energy whip.
Then, a crystal-clear transparent wall advanced towards her. Before she could react, she was trapped in a mirror dimension, unable to move.
Impressive! After fighting so hard, Ancient One managed to subdue Hela in just a few moves. Although Hela didn't understand the opponent's skills, it demonstrated the Ancient One's strength.
"Who are you?" Hela, rarely flustered, was taken aback. The pressure from this seemingly delicate Midgardian rivaled that of Odin at his peak.
The Ancient One did not answer, instead saying calmly, "The internal matters of the Asgardian royal family are not my concern. However, since this person arrived due to my oversight, I cannot ignore it."
With that, she turned and stepped back into the portal, releasing the restraints on Hela, who gasped for breath.
Thor approached Hela and said quietly, "The Guardian of Midgard is currently the greatest power in the Nine Realms. Because of her, Midgard is merely a name among the realms."
After speaking, Thor followed the Ancient One into the portal.
Hela stared at the shrinking aperture, her expression uncertain.
For a moment, she almost wanted to rush through the portal desperately.
But considering that Odin would be summoned immediately upon her exit, and that a powerful sorcerer might block her path, she suppressed the urge.
Anyway, Odin didn't have much time left, just a few years away.