Summon the Villain: Marvel.

In the dead and cold land of Niflheim, the wind howled, and the dark sky was shrouded in endless haze. The ice peaks in the distance were vaguely visible, as if they were the guardians of this world, watching everything with cold eyes.

Hela stood quietly on a high platform, her figure was tall and gloomy, and her robes fluttered in the wind like the night. She lowered her head slightly, and glanced coldly at the three people in front of her. Thor and Loki stood side by side, and not far behind them was a mysterious warrior with white hair - Sephiroth. His long silver-white hair fluttered gently in the wind, his eyes were deep and deep, and the long sword in his hand reflected a dim light.

Hela's eyes first lingered on Thor and Loki, with a hint of familiarity in her eyes, but soon, this familiarity was replaced by indifference and sarcasm. She chuckled, her tone full of sarcasm and disdain: "Oh? Aren't these the sons of my 'harmonious couple'? Thor, Loki." She deliberately emphasized the word "couple", as if mocking the relationship between their parents, with deep sarcasm and contempt in her words.

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if they could pierce through all superficial disguises. She then turned her gaze to Sephiroth, who was standing behind Thor and Loki, and said in a slightly provocative tone with a hint of curiosity: "As for this..." Hela raised her eyebrows slightly, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "I guess this mysterious white-haired warrior is probably not the descendant of Asgard? Do you now need the help of outsiders to deal with me?"

Thor stepped forward, his figure straight, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness. He raised his hand and grasped the Stormbreaker, and lightning flickered faintly on the axe. He took a deep breath and said steadily: "Hela, don't rush to mock. I am Thor, the God of Thunder. You already know my brother Loki. And this is Sephiroth, an ally of Umbrella Corporation. He came with us today to ensure that this negotiation goes smoothly."

Thor's voice was loud and steady, with an unquestionable power in his words. His introduction was without any extraneous emotion, and he got straight to the point.

Hela's reaction seemed nonchalant. She raised her hand and gently admired her nails. Her pale and slender fingers trembled slightly in the cold wind, and her sharp nails shone faintly. There was no tension in her eyes, as if everything was under her control. Her movements were elegant and provocative, and the corners of her mouth still had a frivolous smile: "God of Thunder? Loki? Sephiroth? It sounds like a really interesting party." She chuckled, her eyes still fixed on her nails, and she didn't seem to care about the three people in front of her.

Loki stood aside, observing Hela's every move with cold eyes. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through her every expression. He knew Hela's power and the ambition hidden in her heart, and her seemingly relaxed behavior at the moment was just hiding the coldness and danger in her heart.

Thor continued, his tone more majestic and rational: "Hela, Asgard today is no longer the battlefield it once was. Father sealed you away because your ambition and desire for destruction put the entire Nine Realms in danger. But today, Loki and I are willing to give you a chance. We can set you free, as long as you are willing to let go of your hatred and desire for destruction, join us, and become a part of Asgard."

Thor's voice was full of calm power, as if he was trying to impress this once sealed sister. His proposal was not a simple compromise, but a hope to find a way for his family and Asgard to coexist.

After Hela heard this, the smile on her face froze slightly, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a barely perceptible emotional fluctuation flashed in her eyes. She slowly put down her hand, straightened up, and swept her eyes towards Thor and Loki like a sharp blade. Her tone was still mocking, but this time, there was an extra layer of danger in it: "Set me free? Join you?" She shook her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up that cold smile again, "Thor, do you really think Asgard is still the Asgard I want? Your so-called 'reconciliation' and 'freedom' are just another form of shackles. Do you think I will accept it?"

Her tone gradually became sharper, like a cold blade, piercing their hearts: "I am not a pawn that your father Odin casually discarded. I never need to be 'forgiven' by anyone."

Loki interrupted at this time, his tone slightly sarcastic: "Sister, you should perhaps realize that the universe is no longer what it used to be. You can choose to continue to be the destroyer, but you will find that your power is not invincible in the current universe. Asgard is not your only enemy, and the Nine Realms are not as simple as you think."

Hela sneered, her eyes still as cold as ice. “Loki, don’t think that your little tricks can shake me. You two brothers are ridiculously naive.”

At this moment, after Odin's name was mentioned, Thor suddenly realized his father's true intention. He paused, and there was a hint of understanding in his tone: "Hela, I know you won't let go of your hatred easily. But this time, father is not just for Asgard. He hopes to give you a chance, not only to reconcile, but also to let you find your place again."

Hela was silent for a moment, her eyes complicated. She turned and looked into the distance, as if she was thinking about something.

Sephiroth remained silent. He stood aside coldly, his eyes revealing the calmness of someone who knew everything.

Seeing this, Thor continued, "Although Sephiroth and I are not familiar with each other, Umbrella and we are already allies. If you wish, we can join forces instead of being enemies anymore."

A smile appeared on Hela’s face, cold but with a hint of mockery: “You actually treat me as an opponent who can negotiate. This is new.”

Loki raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sharp: "Father finally softened his heart, he believes that you can come back. We give you a chance to choose, but this is your last chance."

The atmosphere became extremely tense at this moment. Hela's expression froze. Thor and Loki stared at her, waiting for her answer.

Frigga's words at this moment seemed to float in the wind: "We all need to reconcile with the past."

The fluctuation in Hela’s eyes deepened.

Hela stood in the cold wind of Niflheim, and suddenly laughed up to the sky, her voice full of sarcasm and disdain. Her laughter was like a sharp blade, cutting through the silent air, with endless mockery and contempt. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the sneer at the corner of her lips seemed to declare her unyielding and arrogance.

"Odin's cowardice has not changed!" She slowly raised her hand, admiring her nails, her eyes even colder. "Thor, Loki, he actually let you bring this outsider who came out of nowhere to try to threaten me?" Her tone was full of sarcasm, and she turned her eyes to Sephiroth, as if she didn't care about him at all.

"Do you think I will be afraid of you bringing a foreign warrior?" Her laughter gradually faded, and the expression on her face became more disdainful. "Odin, this is your last hope, right? Let these clowns interrupt my plan? Just because you know... Ragnarok is approaching, and you don't have much time."

Hela's voice was low, with a hint of threat and mockery: "Do you think I am afraid of time? Odin, he is afraid of his own end. As for me, I just need to wait. Time will be on my side. I just need to quietly watch how you destroy yourselves."

Loki stood aside, his eyes flashing with a sneer and contempt. He looked at Hela in front of him, and deep sorrow welled up in his heart. This woman, once a powerful being, was now blinded by arrogance and hatred, and had no idea that the universe was no longer the same as it was in the past. She was still immersed in the glory of the old times, unaware that the most powerful force in the universe had already quietly shifted.

Loki sighed softly, his mind racing. He knew that his father Odin had seen the changes in the universe. Today, the Umbrella Group has become the most powerful force in the universe, and his father's real intention is to let the strong men of the Umbrella come here to teach Hela a lesson and save her life.

Loki turned his gaze to Thor, with a complex emotion in his eyes. The Reality Stone on Thor's body flickered with a faint light, and the power made Loki wonder: Can Hela defeat Thor who is now blessed with the Reality Stone? Obviously, his father asked Sephiroth to come because he was worried that Thor would kill Hela in a hurry. Although he was full of anger, Odin was unwilling to kill his daughter after all.

Loki's eyes darkened slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Father's real intention... is to let Hela join Umbrella? He hopes to keep her in this way, or even let her become a part of Umbrella?"

He turned his gaze to Sephiroth again, trying to read some clues from the calm expression of the white-haired warrior. However, Sephiroth still stood there, with no ripples in his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Thor listened to Hela's sarcasm, and his anger quickly rose. His eyes ignited with a fiery light of thunder, and his whole body began to radiate a powerful aura. The power of the Reality Stone surged in his body, as if endless energy was gathering in his body.

"Hela!" Thor roared, his voice filled with irresistible majesty and power. He swung his Stormbreaker fiercely, lightning on the axe leaping wildly, the air around him seemed to be distorted by this powerful energy. Thor's whole body was shrouded in shining lightning, his figure was like a god descending to the earth, shocking everything around him.

"Do you really think we will give you a chance to wait?" Thor strode forward, the power of thunder roaring in the air with his every step. "Today's Asgard is no longer your plaything. No matter how you taunt us, no matter how you wait for Ragnarok to come, we will stop you! Today, I will not let you threaten Asgard or all of us!"

Thor's voice echoed across Niflheim like thunder, and his power was so powerful that it seemed to crush everything.

After hearing this, Hela raised her eyebrows slightly, and the sneer on her face gradually froze. Her eyes became gloomy and cold, and she finally realized that Thor was not here to negotiate with her. She snorted disdainfully and slowly raised her hands. Dark energy gathered in her hands, like an invisible blade dancing at her fingertips.

“Well, Thor,” Hela said with a cold sarcasm in her tone, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. “Since you are so confident, let’s have a duel. If you can beat me, I will sign the so-called ‘Mother’ contract magic.” She shook her hair lightly, with a dangerous light in her eyes. “But if you lose, I want freedom, I want to leave here.”

Her figure became more bizarre and powerful in the dark energy, like an awakened beast, ready to devour everything at any time.

Thor narrowed his eyes and clenched the Stormbreaker in his hand. The power of thunder in his body became more violent, and the light of the Reality Stone formed a dazzling barrier around him. He responded without hesitation: "I accept your challenge, Hela! But I will not let you harm Asgard."

The smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and stronger. The confrontation between Hela and Thor made the surrounding atmosphere tense to the extreme. Loki and Sephiroth stood aside, watching coldly, but they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

“Okay.” Hela sneered, and the dark power in her hands suddenly expanded, like a black lightning bolt striking the sky. “Let me see if you, the so-called God of Thunder, can really take away victory!”