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Chapter 67: The Terrible Family
Maya Hansen, being merely a mortal, was as unsettled by the scene as if she had seen a zombie. Even Thor felt a shiver at the sight, so it was no wonder that she hid behind him, clutching him tightly and trembling...
Sensing the fear emanating from behind, Thor straightened his expression and said, "Sister, you're being too dramatic. It's fine to use food as a skeleton, but couldn't you have removed the meat first?"
Hela, her eyes darkening, walked in with regal steps, looking at Thor with disdain and sneering, "How pretentious. It's surprising you're from Asgard!"
At that moment, Hela seemed more regal than Thor, her long years of battle granting her an aura of superiority.
However, her next action was less dignified. She bent down slightly, picked a wing off the skeleton chicken, and took a bite...
"Well, it's not bad."
Thor couldn't help but shudder, while Maya Hansen, unable to contain her revulsion, quickly exited the room and began vomiting outside.
"What are you staring at?" Hela asked, dissatisfied.
As the Goddess of Death, she was accustomed to confronting ghastly things, so this was a mere trifle to her...
"The essence of this thing hasn't changed. I've infused it with death energy, and the power it holds remains the same as before..."
Indeed, what you said makes sense. The essence of urine and water isn't much different; adding a handful of sugar doesn't make it less revolting. So why not just drink urine?
Thor wanted to say this, but he worried that if Hela took it seriously, he might not get to eat at all today.
Quickly changing the subject, he said, "Your skeleton isn't effective in battle. Why does it fall apart when touched?"
This skeleton chicken looked frightening, but it might not be able to defeat even an ordinary rooster in combat...
Hela responded tersely, "Do you think controlling a corpse is easy? Either the body was originally strong and retains that strength upon resurrection, or there must be a powerful medium to provide energy. Otherwise, summoning a strong undead is difficult.
Moreover, I'm on Earth now, and my magical power hasn't reached its peak."
"A sufficiently strong medium? Like the Eternal Flame?"
"The Eternal Flame? Yes, it's very suitable. The Frost Giant's Casket of Ancient Winters you mentioned might also work. But these treasures are in Odin's treasury, and no one can access them. Do you expect that old fool to give them to me?"
Thor felt somewhat disheartened; her requirements seemed too high.
He could never forget how Hela's undead army was almost wiped out by just two submachine guns...
Thor had long viewed Thanos as a strategic threat.
Defeating Thanos was no simple task; it wasn't just about aiming an axe at his head.
On one hand, Thanos' personal strength was immense, and every member of his Black Order was a top-tier boss in the universe.
On the other hand, Thanos' army was overwhelming. Whether it was the Chitauri or the vanguard, their numbers could easily drown out any opposition.
This posed a significant problem; Thor couldn't just clear the army by himself. In the original storyline, he missed the opportunity precisely because he was busy dealing with the army, which delayed his efforts to collect the six gems ...
Though Asgardians were warriors, their numbers were too few to sustain prolonged engagements.
Hela's skeleton soldiers could be useful, provided they had adequate combat strength...
At this moment, Maya Hansen's research was particularly relevant. Despite Extremis' various flaws, its greatest advantage was its potential for mass production.
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Maya Hansen finally returned, escorted by Hela. Sitting across from Thor and Hela, her face pale, she asked with lingering fear, "What exactly are you asking of me?"
Thor gestured to the skeleton chicken on the table and, with Maya Hansen's horrified gaze fixed upon it, said, "Try applying your research results to this."
Maya Hansen: "!!!"
She felt on the verge of tears; this family was too frightening, and she was trembling with fear!