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Marvel : Godly Lottery System

Why did Apocalypse die naked on the street? Why did Iron Man scream miserably in the middle of the night? Why does Wakanda repeatedly fall into the wrong hands? Why is Asgard frequently targeted by thefts? Why couldn't Thanos snap his fingers, and who was behind it? What lies behind the Avengers' worried faces? Is it the distortion of human nature or the decline of morality? Stay tuned to this book as we follow the protagonist into their inner world... . . . . . . . . Not my story. Translation If you want to support me. My pat*eon Id is--> pat*eon.com/Lord_Immortal_0170 Or you feel like tipping me for my hardwork you can do so on Ko*fi --> ko-fi.com/lord_immortal_0170

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In the end, Hela will definitely come for Zane, leaving Zane with no choice but to help.

Odin had planned everything long ago; it was an open and honest scheme.

Even if Zane knew about it, he would still accept the Death Pearl.

Zane has never let go of an opportunity once it's within reach.

Moreover, the Death Pearl is a truly precious treasure, and it's quite generous of Odin to offer it.

There's no such thing as getting benefits without paying a price!

Of course, even if Zane knew the Death Pearl was a Divine Core left by an ancient god, he would still unhesitatingly refine it.

Naive Hela doesn't realize that if she fused with that Divine Core, her path would be completely cut off.

Although she would become the new Death God after fusing with the Divine Core and her power would increase rapidly.

But everything has its pros and cons. Initially, Hela's power would increase exponentially.

However, later on, even with her exceptional talent, she would only reach the limits of the previous Death God.

No matter how hard she tried afterward, there would be no further improvement...

And without followers, even with the help of a Divine Core, advancing her power would be extremely difficult.

Becoming a god is not that simple.

The most orthodox way is to ignite the divine fire through the power of collective faith.

What falls from the sky is never a pie, but a mace.

The only way to reach the pinnacle is to forge your own path through hardships!

Shortcutting will only lead to a dead end.

This is also why Zane no longer relies heavily on system.

Unaware of all this, Hela has already shifted all her resentment onto the new Death God, Zane.

She decided that once she returned to Asgard and fused with the Death Pearl, she would lead her undead army to kill Zane.

There can only be one Death God in this world, and only the first to become a god can possess all divine authority.

Those who come later can at most be pseudo-gods with divine power.

And as a god, Zane felt the countless Death Rules contained in the Reaper's Scythe in his hand and understood why Odin had a fleeting look of joy when he saw him accept the Death Pearl.

He also realized why the Reaper's Scythe greatly accelerated the conversion of death power.

"This old fox knows how to play the game!" Zane muttered to himself with a smile.

Although his words were complaints, there was no trace of annoyance or resentment in Zane's heart.

After becoming a god, Zane realized how precious Odin's gift truly was.

Now, Zane's power could no longer be increased merely by accumulating followers.

Only by comprehending the Death Rules could Zane continue to progress.

The rules surging within the Reaper's Scythe were enough to elevate Zane to a mid-level god, stepping into the realm of six-dimensional beings.

Zane had no choice but to accept this gift, and he had to acknowledge the favor from Odin.

However, regarding Odin's act of digging a pit for him...

Zane decided that during their agreed life-and-death battle, he would definitely give that old man a good workout.

So he could 'peacefully' and 'calmly' return to the embrace of death!

"Yes, it's decided!" Zane thought with a wicked smile on his face.

After sorting everything out, Zane felt as if countless eyes were watching him.

He instinctively turned his head and saw tens of thousands of spaceships of different styles heading towards him.

There were the somewhat wild pirate ships, the intricately beautiful vine-wrapped elf ships, and the sharp, metallic, bloodthirsty Caesar civilization ships.

The most conspicuous were a fully metal planet and a towering treeman following the fleet.

Feeling the familiar presence in those ships, Zane's face showed a slight surprise, followed by a warm smile.

In the next moment, the crown, throne, and Reaper's Scythe were all absorbed into Zane's soul.

The crown and throne, symbols of Death God's authority, revolved around Zane's Divine Core like satellites.

The Reaper's Scythe continuously absorbed the death power from the Divine Core and then fed back even purer power, creating a perpetual cycle.

Every moment, Zane's understanding of the Death Rules was deepening.

Then, Zane stepped into the void, slowly walking towards the approaching fleet.

When they were not far apart, the fleet suddenly stopped.

Zane also stopped, curiously watching what they were up to.

On the command ship of the Caesar civilization's fleet, Lorna looked at the figure within reach and gave a brilliant smile.

She picked up the communicator and excitedly said:

"Begin!"

Following Lorna's command, all the ships adjusted their energy weapons to dispersal mode and aimed their cannons above Zane.

In an instant, countless beams of different colors converged in the sky above Zane, forming a spectacular display of fireworks.

Bastis also jumped out from the elf command ship.

Transforming into a prehistoric giant beast thousands of meters long, a golden wave like the sea surged towards Zane.

Zane didn't attempt to dodge, keeping his gaze fixed on the endless fireworks in the sky.

The golden wave of protective power Bastis emitted stopped abruptly just before reaching Zane.

Under Bastis's precise control, it transformed into a golden avenue covered with intricate patterns.

It extended from under Zane's feet for thousands of meters, reaching Lorna's ship.

Zane, snapping out of his trance from the dazzling fireworks, couldn't help but smile wryly at the scene.

Should he be touched by the effort they put in for him, or should he marvel at their playfulness?

Nonetheless, the loneliness Zane felt from his long seclusion vanished without a trace.

It was replaced by a warm feeling.

Then, Zane lifted his foot and stepped onto the magnificent road Bastis had created with immense divine power.

As soon as Zane took a step, the tens of thousands of warships activated immediately.

They stopped regularly on both sides of the road, lowering their bows slightly as if welcoming their king's return.

Rocket, wearing a simple spacesuit, flew to the bottom of the road, installing vacuum isolators, gravity generators, and oxygen generators.

At the same time, Little Bone, surrounded by golden flames, flew above the road, scattering tiny golden sparks.

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