Hela vs Thor

"How dare you!" Thor roared, hurling Mjolnir with all his might.

In Thor's memory, Mjolnir had never let him down, except when facing Zane. But this time, against Hela, it was about to betray him again—perhaps even leading him to despair.

Hela watched as Mjolnir hurtled toward her, a smirk of disdain curling on her lips. She reached out with her left hand and effortlessly caught the hammer, holding it firmly in her grasp.

Thor's eyes widened in shock as he tried to call Mjolnir back, but no matter how hard he summoned it, the hammer remained trapped in Hela's hand, only struggling but showing no sign of returning to him.

Hela's slender, seemingly delicate left hand gripped Mjolnir like a vice, completely immobilizing it.

"This is impossible!" Thor exclaimed in disbelief.

Hela, however, looked at Thor with a mocking expression and teased, "Little Brother, you have no idea what 'possible' even means."

In the next instant, a flash of cold determination crossed Hela's eyes. She tightened her grip on Mjolnir and, as if it were made of clay, crushed the hammer in her hand. With a mournful cry, Mjolnir shattered into pieces, the fragments falling to the ground, sparking with electricity.

Thor stood frozen in shock, staring in disbelief at the remains of his once mighty weapon.

The spectators in the audience watched the scene unfold with a mix of amusement and indifference. To them, this was merely Asgardian family drama, nothing that concerned them personally, so most of them enjoyed the spectacle with a hint of schadenfreude.

Lorna, however, quietly activated her abilities. She transformed a special alloy she carried into a thin band, using it to pull Queen Frigga to her side, shielding her from harm.

As for Thor and Loki, Lorna paid them no mind—nor did she care to.

Meanwhile, Hela ignored Loki and Thor altogether, her gaze fixed on the sky above the arena, specifically on Zane and the Reaper's Scythe he held.

Zane, who had been sensing the connection between the Reaper's Scythe and Hela, also shifted his attention to her.

"Give me that weapon in your hand, and I might just spare your life," Hela said, her eyes burning with desire as she looked at the Reaper's Scythe, her tone full of entitlement as she addressed Zane.

Immediately, the crowd's perception of Hela shifted. They looked at her as if she were a fool. They had all heard what Queen Frigga had said earlier and initially thought Hela was a tyrannical queen. But now, it seemed she was just a mad dog, ready to bite anyone in her path—perhaps even having lost her mind after being imprisoned for so long.

Even though Zane had concealed his power, making him appear as ordinary as anyone else, it was clear to everyone that this was someone to be feared. And yet, Hela seemed oblivious, almost like an idiot.

Zane, however, showed no sign of anger at Hela's arrogant demand. Instead, a bright smile spread across his face as he slowly raised the Reaper's Scythe to his chest.

"Alright!"

"If you want it, come and take it yourself."

Seeing Zane's hidden smile, Hela, no matter how foolish, realized she was being mocked. In an instant, several beams of death-infused energy shot toward Zane. However, Zane didn't dodge; instead, the death divinity deep within his soul spun rapidly. A surge of deathly power erupted, forming a defensive wall in front of him.

Hela's deadly swords, upon meeting Zane's wall of deathly power, seemed to sink into quicksand. The powerful momentum they carried was continuously weakened until, just half a meter from Zane, they were frozen in mid-air. Then, the deathly power interwoven with the laws of death began to pulse rapidly, turning Hela's swords into ashes in the blink of an eye.

These weapons, meticulously forged by Hela, while not true divine weapons, they surpassed most of the world's armaments. In the original story, Hela even used these swords to blind Thor, despite the natural toughness of Asgardians, who aren't harmed by even bullets.

When Hela saw her attack easily neutralized by Zane, her expression darkened. Gone was the casual ease she had shown moments before, replaced by a menacing, grim demeanor. The fury in her eyes was evident even from afar.

But her anger wasn't merely because Zane had blocked her attack. No, it was because she sensed the laws of death within Zane's body.

"Are you the new God of Death?" Hela asked, looking up at Zane. Although phrased as a question, her tone was filled with certainty.

"Yeah, got any advice?" Zane replied nonchalantly, nodding.

"Then die and surrender the deathly power to me," Hela snarled through gritted teeth. "There can only be one God of Death in this world!"

While she was sealed in the realm of death by Odin, Hela had sensed that someone outside had succeeded in attaining godhood before her, seizing the deathly power she had long coveted.

Now, upon her return to the vast universe, Hela's first goal was to retake Asgard, reclaim the Death Orb, and restore her full strength. Then, she intended to hunt down the one who had usurped her divine power, destroy them utterly, and extract their divinity to merge it with her own, becoming the sole ruler of death.

Finally, with Asgard under her command, she planned to conquer the entire universe, bringing all under her dominion. But to her surprise, the very things she sought—the Death Orb and the new God of Death—were now right in front of her, saving her the trouble of searching.

As she realized this, a bloodthirsty smile spread across Hela's face. Suddenly, black material began to appear on the ground beneath her feet, rapidly expanding. In the blink of an eye, it grew into towering spikes aimed straight at Zane, with Hela riding their momentum toward him.

As she advanced, Hela casually ran her fingers through her hair, transforming it into a spiked helmet. In her hands, two swords materialized.

Zane, seeing this, lowered the hand holding the Reaper's Scythe, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.

"Insect, let me show you just how vast this world truly is!" he taunted.

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