Marvel Magic Event Book

Anti-theft chapter

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"Although this is likely to go against my daughter's own wishes, I don't mind Salomon using some coercion. Your disciple is too shy and too chivalrous, but in the face of such a major event in the nine realms, the knight The means can be put aside for the time being." The Supreme Mage rolled his eyes and turned a deaf ear to the Queen of Asgard's words.

Just a few minutes ago, when Frigga was looking at the water mirror, she was so surprised by the battle scene between Salomon and Hela that she yelled, saying things like "Let's talk to each other if you have something to say" and "Fighting between husband and wife is not good for the government." Such stupid exclamations made the Supreme Mage's blood pressure rise. Although Frigga's idea was perfect, it was the least possible of all possibilities.Even if Hela puts aside her hatred and gets pregnant with Salomon's child now, and creates a co-governance situation between Midgard and Asgard, Ragnarok will not disappear suddenly.

As a member of the Warner Protoss who masters many secrets unknown to Odin, Frigga naturally knows about the existence of the multiverse.But compared to other bad futures, Frigga would rather bet on a possibility. Now the Queen of Asgard has no objection to the Supreme Mage and Salomon's gamble. Frigga is willing to make the bet no matter how small the possibility is. bet.Anyway, regardless of gambling or not, after Ragnarok, Asgard lost all its chips, and it was not a difficult choice to make a desperate decision.Salomon and Hela, who were still fighting under the remains of many Asgardian martyrs, naturally did not know Queen Frigga's plan, and His Holiness had no intention of using this possibility to stop the battle.

Hela became more and more irritated as she fought.

Salomon was cunning in his moves, and selling a flaw often meant setting up the next trap. This was particularly uncomfortable for Hela, who was not used to delicate sword fights and was used to fighting on a wide open battlefield.She had to clear her mind between the lightning and flint to figure out whether she had fallen into the thinking trap set by Salomon, whether she had discovered the mystic's thinking pattern, and whether the next counterattack was guided by the enemy or guided by the enemy. the best choice.Even though the Mystic Mage's sword skills are undoubtedly a bit young compared to her thousand years of experience in fighting, she has been unable to cause a decisive fatal injury to the Mystic Mage.

Many scars were added to the rough rock wall again.

When the goddess of death became more and more agitated, she no longer considered destroying the remains of her former comrades. On the contrary, Salomon respected the dead even more.He often turned around when Hela was about to attack the remains of dead warriors, lest she completely destroy the already tattered armor and bones, and let the fragments of Asgardian armor clank against his winged helmet— - Hela did not use a long sword. She was now holding a huge black axe. The lower part of the double-sided ax blade had a sharp curved part that could be used to hook the shield, and the spikes on the top of the axe could be used to thrust. .

She did cause some trouble to Salomon when she first used this weapon, but after the mystic put down the shield with a "bang" and called Pegasus who was watching the show to drop the holy spear from the air, the situation changed. It reverses again.The mystic held the ax and halberd with the holy spear, and then used the holy sword to cut off the long handle of the weapon. The sound of the weapon shattering made Hela's scalp numb.

If she hadn't blocked the holy spear with her sword in time, the vicious Salomon might have cut her in half.This made her very angry, and she decided to give the mortal in front of her some color.

Pegasus yawned.It stood on the highest peak of this planet that didn't even have snow, looking down boredly.It caught glimpses of golden light coming from below that grew stronger and stronger until it penetrated the thick, icy clouds.Pegasus knew that this meant that the battle was getting fiercer and his master was beginning to show his true strength.

If it weren't for the fierce clash of weapons below, he would have thought he was participating in a dressage meet.

It did nothing except throw the holy spear on its back into the clouds, because its owner did not intend to fight on it.The clash of weapons echoed through the canyon, and the rock walls were shaken by the continuous loud noises. A strange tingling sensation rose from the horse's hooves to his teeth.Pegasus couldn't help but touch his teeth, determined to ignore his trembling fat - Pegasus' weight had begun to soar since it was given to Salomon by Athena.Fruits, spirits and top-quality meats all went into its belly.Although this was unhealthy, Pegasus felt that mortal veterinarians knew nothing about Pegasus, and mere fat was not a problem at all.

The fighting had been going on all day, and Pegasus wondered when it would end.

Salomon unlocked the two stigmata, because Hela had begun to become unscrupulous and crazy.Not only to make up for the physical gap between Asgardians and Earthlings, but also to save themselves in this cruel and bloody sword fight.

Ever since the huge ax and halberd was cut off by the holy sword, she no longer gave up the "night sky" in her hand.The wound caused by the black sword made Salomon feel cold all over his body. He felt that his body temperature continued to drop, and the life support system of the armor also reminded him that the temperature of the wound was constantly dropping.The inflammatory reaction has not appeared yet, and his muscles and skin are still dying. No matter how many antibiotics the life support system injects into him, or how many antibacterial agents and alchemical agents are sprayed on the wound, the wound caused by the "night sky" will always remain there. His self-healing ability resisted, making the wound unable to heal.

On the other hand, Hela has already become familiar with her characteristics as an immortal.

After she recovered, her attacks became faster and more vicious, and she began to target the gaps in Salomon's armor.Before, Salomon showed no mercy out of respect, which made the battle extremely tragic. Even if Hela had immortality, such damage would be a bit serious for her.Now she wanted not victory but Salomon's life.Knowing that he could not communicate with an angry woman, the mystic knew what he should do, but he had not yet gone so far as to cast spells in a sword duel.

"If it weren't for Odin..." Hela's face, which was originally pale due to massive blood loss, turned livid. Her pale and slender body, which had not been exposed to sunlight for many years, was covered with blood. When her strong muscles exercised, dried blood clots It fell on the rocks like raindrops.Salomon, who faced her with a sword, was not much better. "Night Sky" was an important weapon comparable to Mjolnir when the goddess of death fought on the battlefield. Ordinary Uru metal armor could not block the edge of that sword.She knew that if she regained her power, the mortal in front of her would most likely not be her opponent.

If Salomon knew what she was thinking, he would have reminded Hela to put the stigmata and his job into the calculation formula.He is not a warrior. His status as a knight is actually his part-time side job. His main job is as a mystic.From the beginning to the end, Hela had never seen many of his secret techniques, only some inconspicuous small spells, which the goddess of death naturally ignored.

In addition to the [Traveling Step] that allows him to move instantaneously over short distances, he has established an advantage through this spell more than once.

"Is there any way you can reconcile them?" Frigga asked, pointing to the silver water mirror.This made the Supreme Mage begin to suspect that the Queen was playing dumb and wanted to force the Supreme Mage to use more means. "To be honest, I don't carry a love potion now." Under the look of His Holiness, Frigga finally confessed, "I think Kama Taj has such a thing. We will try our best to throw the love potion into Helheim. In the River Styx, so that when the two of them feel like they need a break and a drink of water, they'll drink the love potion! And then all the plans are complete!"

"Enough!" Salomon turned sideways, and the head of the spreading eagle on the thick shoulder armor was cut off.He finally couldn't bear it anymore and cut off Hela's arm with the holy sword. The tip of the holy spear was pressed against the throat of the goddess of death who fell to the ground.Such tragic injuries and pain finally made Hela wake up from her madness.The mystic mage stepped on the black sword "Ye Sky" with his combat boots, completely cutting off Hela's hope of counterattack.The almost damaged sound-generating unit on his throat barely managed to send his voice out, but it was accompanied by the sizzling sound of electricity, which made it difficult to hear clearly.Perhaps Malbus considered future needs and deliberately used precious materials on the sound-producing unit. This allowed the sound-producing unit to block Hela's sword edge and save the mystic from having his throat cut.

"You are not my opponent now!"

"You're not bad either." Hela spat.The hot sweat was quickly cooled by the cold wind on the mountain. She tried hard to calm down the anger in her heart and let her reason return to her brain. "If it weren't for damn Odin..."

Through the electronic eye servo system, the mystic looked at Hela's stubborn eyes that refused to give in.Due to Hela's madness, she had to use strength beyond the norm, turning the original fighting skills into a contest of strength. This made the mystic who originally enjoyed sword fighting a little dissatisfied.But he also knew that now was not the time for him to indulge in the thrill of battle. "I admit that your combat skills are excellent. If you have a chance to get out from here, maybe we can compete!" He said, "But now is not the time to feel sorry for yourself. If you are willing to listen to my advice..."

"No matter what, you defeated me, and the winner is qualified to make conditions. You are a powerful warrior, and I look forward to a showdown with you in Asgard." Heila moved her barely recovered arm, and then lifted herself from the ground Climbed up.Even though she was disheveled and covered in blood, she still maintained a proud attitude, believing in her heart that she was only slightly inferior.She raised her chin, "Speak, your queen is listening!"

"Oh... shy child! Take her to the room quickly!" Frigga jumped anxiously in front of the silver mirror.

All Salomon proposed to Hela were promises of unity and concessions. It is conceivable that even an exhausted Hela would not be able to agree to such a proposal.She has not completely lost her mind and can give up Asgard, which she is about to acquire, for a position in an empire that has not yet been formed.

"I know you won't accept such a suggestion, but don't forget, I am a wizard." Seeing Hela about to fight to the death, Salomon quickly said, "The Twilight of the Gods will eventually come, Asgard It will cease to exist soon, and Asgard will not be restored to life after its destruction. I can provide you with a chance to conquer the Milky Way, a chance to open up territory for the Nine Realms. The never-ending war, this is That’s what you want most, isn’t it?”

"I am the future king of Asgard! I am not a weapon at the mercy of others!"

"King of ruins and the dead, is this what you want?" the Mystic Mage taunted.He did not look at the Goddess of Death who was cleaning up her own blood. She was sitting on the cliff, overlooking the unchanging Helheim, where the steel forest and the River Styx shone with an eerie light.

"You have always been a weapon, a weapon used by Odin to expand the territory of Asgard. And I am a tool created to complete a certain mission. Unlike you, I understand my mission. Be willing to do that." He said, "You can have your own way, and will your men have anything to rule but bones? Do you want to be the king of all stones?"

"What a tongue! Don't want me to give up my revenge on Odin, mortal!" Hela shouted angrily, "I knew you must be the liar Odin sent to convince me! What did he promise to you? What makes you willing to come here and die?!"

"I have nothing to do with Odin, and I never intended to stop you. I know you won't agree with my suggestion before you see the ending." Salomon took off his helmet, revealing his black hair that was damp with sweat and almost Pale face.The wounds Hela brought to him were slow to heal, and the power from the concept of [death] was slowly but surely taking away his life.But the pain and fear never showed on his face, as if the terrible wound under the armor was just an ink mark on the parchment. "In fact, you are the prelude to the dark future." He said, "After complex calculations, I found that if I can recruit you, the future human empire will reach a different height. I need you, Hela , I need you to bring the post-apocalyptic Asgardians into the human race, and then work with me to complete the mission that the Asa Protoss failed to complete back then."

"Unify the galaxy?"

"Yes, unify the galaxy and completely complete the unfinished upgrade of humans and Asgardians." Salomon's eyes burned with golden flames.Hela knew what Salomon was referring to. Even if she was not interested in history, she also knew the origin of life in the Nine Worlds and the genetic engineering of the Celestials.In a sense, Asgardians and humans share the same blood, which is the blood of the gods.Even though Asgardians call themselves gods, they are still a long way from becoming true gods. Humans have the potential to ascend, but they have not yet reached the threshold.

She was almost moved by the vision, but she soon awoke from the spell of Salomon's voice.

"I am the King of Asgard!"

"As long as you can accomplish my goal, it doesn't matter if you are willing to call yourself the King of the Galaxy." Salomon looked into Hela's eyes, "Take a longer view, Hela. By then, whether it is the Asgardians or the Human beings can completely escape the fate of the universe. As long as you are willing, it doesn't matter what you want to do, because after completing your mission, the human race will no longer need me."

"Will you give up your power?"

"Power to me is just a means and a tool, not an end."

Hela felt a pair of hands clutching her heart tightly. "You fool!" she shouted, "Are you so willing to be a tool?"

"I was born for this. I know that I have never had free will. I don't mind, but this does not mean that I am willing to follow the footsteps of the ancient gods." Salomon said softly, "I am a tool of mankind. It’s my own tool.”

"What's the difference?" Hela asked.

"There is a difference. I have a plan..."

The Supreme Mage stretched out his finger and disturbed the originally calm water surface of the silver mirror.