[Zhongyingmei] She is a small public

The days that followed for Saul were extraordinarily difficult.Hela seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and she had to 'discuss' with him every day.Sol believes that he is still alive, which already represents Hela's mercy.

However, the extent of this mercy... still represents Thor being almost seriously injured on a daily basis.

This is really exciting, even though Sol has participated in many pacification wars at the age of only fourteen hundred years old, Hela is still the first person to hurt him so badly.Those fatal injuries to ordinary protoss left scars on Thor's body.

When Loki checked his injuries at night, he couldn't help feeling the pain.He had never seen so many wounds on Thor's body, and the marks of those sharp blades left traces on the man's broad and firm upper body.

Thor's metamorphosis would allow him to be back to normal the next morning, and those scabbed scars would fade away the next day.But the wound will condense, but the fatigue of the body will not disappear so easily, not to mention that Hela's devilish sparring has never stopped.

Three days later, it was very difficult for Sol to get up every morning. His whole body ached, the wounds that had not healed, every muscle, and every bone was painfully wanting to rest.

Hela "discussed" with him at nine o'clock every morning. After several days of serious injuries accumulated, Thor's attack strength began to decline significantly.When Hella found out, she taunted Saul instead, and she didn't mean to show mercy at all.

Five days later, Sol's condition looked more dire... His original smooth and firm upper body was now covered by layers of scars.Some wounds are so healed that the scabs fall off and new flesh grows, but there is another scabbed scar on it, and on top of the scar is the latest pierced wound...

On the ninth day, Sol fell asleep after the sparring, and he usually struggled to get up, probably because the fatigue and pain of the ten days were squeezed together, and he was still in a deep sleep.

Hela couldn't wait for anyone at nine o'clock, so she came directly to Sol's bedroom to look for him with a sword in hand and a bloodthirsty murderous look.Loki, who was beside him, felt that he should do something.

"Sister, he can't take it anymore, please let him rest for a day." Loki said cautiously, "If this continues, he may die."

"Impossible." Hela snorted, "He is my younger brother, he has the same blood as me, so he won't be so fragile."

"But..." Loki still wanted to save him.

"Either he fights me, or you fight me, you choose." Hella even smiled, and she looked at Loki with a considerate look.

Loki turned his head, he stretched out his hand, and started patting Thor's cheek without hesitation.

"Sol, wake up, it's time for you to compete with Hela."

There was a heavy breathing sound in Thor's throat, and he slowly opened his closed eyes.Hela stood aside with her arms folded, watching the movements of her two younger brothers leisurely.

Sol lifted the quilt, revealing the numerous scalp-numbing scars on the lean and tight chest and abdominal muscles. His movement of getting up obviously involved the muscle wounds, but he didn't say anything.Sol stood up, reached out to put his soft armor on his body, and looked at Hela.

"Let's go," he said.

Hella, with her arms folded around her chest, finally let out a satisfied laugh.The woman spread her fingers, and a long ax appeared. She stretched out her hand, handed the long ax to Sol, and then turned and left.

Loki watched Hela and Thor leave, he was a little worried, but he couldn't do anything.

Sol has been bothered by elves before, but now he has no energy to waste on other aspects.If he didn't focus all his attention on Hela, Saul knew that Hela would not feel sorry for killing him by 'mistake'.

Every day, the two men's fights swirl over Asgard like a storm of mass demolition.When they fight, Loki usually stays in Iteo's house - it's supposed to be the safest place in the Golden Palace.

Loki sat on the sofa, staring at the sleeping elf on the bed. He crossed his legs, and the red wine in the goblet on the coffee table beside him was shaking slightly.

He has never expected Itio to wake up like now, maybe only she can stop this nearly two weeks of unnecessary fighting.

boom----

At this moment, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows flashed and thundered, and silver-white lightning struck down from the clouds, filling the entire window with white for a short time.

Loki took a slight breath.He kept himself calm, he tried to tell himself that this was the new normal in Asgard.

His gaze turned to the elf on the bed again - Loki's eyes widened in a daze.

……

Sol and Hela attacked each other in the square of the town, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the Thunder Snake rolled, muffled.

Hela hit Sol in the chest with a punch she was sure would break at least three of his ribs.Thor's body hit the ground, and spider webs split on the ground.

Hela raised her head and looked at the rolling thundercloud, she snorted.

"...God of Thunder? Interesting."

Lowering her head, Hela opened her hand, and a long gun appeared in her hand. She threw it down, and nailed Sol, who had just got up, through his left shoulder blade to the ground.

Sol is at his limit.The continuous heavy blows for half a month made his extraordinary healing physique unable to keep up with the speed of new wounds.His physical strength has reached its limit, and he is able to fight until now, all relying on the support of his mental strength.

Sol was lying in the ruins, with his chin raised slightly, breathing hard, the blood gurgling in his throat, those azure blue eyes seemed to be stained with sunset, they were no longer as bright as they used to be.

He opened his eyes slightly, staring at the dark sky in a daze. The dark thundercloud was gradually disappearing with his exhaustion, and the black spear passing through his shoulder stood in his sight.

Hela slowly fell from the sky.She had a shallow gash on her left cheek, but otherwise, her tight uniform was as clean as new, the opposite of the distraught and exhausted Thor.

She stood beside his head, stepping on the rubble stones thrown by Thor's body.There was a hint of pity in those narrow, cold black eyes.

"Well, I admit that I underestimated you before." She said, "You can be stronger than I thought."

Thor lay there, his blond hair stained with blood and dust, and he laughed slowly, his chest shaking.

"I was beaten like this by you, what are you talking about being strong?"

"Besides Odin, you are the first one who can fight me for so long. Don't think that I am letting water in it-I think back then, I used the energy we had two days ago to fight against the entire Valkyrie. "Hela said coolly, "Sure enough, in the end, only our family can fight in this world."

Thor seemed about to say something, but he was choked with blood, and he began to cough weakly.

The Valkyrie was also his childhood yearning, just like the elves.That's the kind of woman Saul likes—independent, strong, and radiant.

He likes to read those stories, as if he is watching their backs with his own eyes, and they are in the light, guarding their important things.In the eyes of that ten-year-old boy, perhaps in the eyes of this big boy now, that is the most beautiful appearance of a woman.

He didn't understand when he was young, he just thought it was beautiful, so he wanted to be a Valkyrie, he wanted to be as firm and majestic as they were, to defend the country.

Thor wants to protect them, or what they represent, Valkyries and elves are so beautiful.So he doesn't want Itiou to participate in the quagmire of Asgard anyway. If this is really a swamp, he hopes to hold them up so that they will not be stained by mud like what he saw in books in his childhood.

There are also Valkyrie, all the books did not say why the Valkyrie disappeared, and now he understands that they died in the hands of Hela.

Ironically, now, at this moment, is the most relaxing moment for Saul.As heavy as his body is, so much is his spirit relaxed.Sol finally didn't have to feel sad about Odin's death, and he didn't have to worry about the people, Loki, or whether Hela would hurt them.And Elf Princess Itiou, he doesn't have to worry about her anymore.

He was so weak that he couldn't think of those things anymore.

Saul lay there, breathing weakly, he stared at the cloudy sky above his head, he wanted to laugh a little bit, and he did laugh, the laughter was a bit self-deprecating and desolate.

"What are you laughing at?" Hela narrowed her eyes slightly.

Saul is not one to get discouraged easily.In fact, his character and his former eldest son status made him overly optimistic and confident.After experiencing the injury of being crushed by Hela, he is a bit different from the past.

Sol was just thinking, obviously he and Hela are both Odin's children, why is there such a huge difference?

If he can have the power of Hela, he will definitely use it to protect Asgard.Maybe his mother won't die, maybe he will find a way to save Odin, maybe he can protect Itiou and let her recover with peace of mind.He might also reduce the casualties of the people on Earth. In this way, those humans might blame some Avengers less, and maybe Tony and Steve didn't have to quarrel before.

But he has nothing, he can only lie here tiredly, listening to Hela comment in a dismissive tone that she once killed the light he longed for and wanted to protect, as if it was a big deal.For the first time like this, Sol felt completely powerless.

"I was just thinking, maybe you are a lucky person." Saul said, "You don't have anything to protect and cherish, so you don't understand how precious it is, and you don't understand what is more important to protect than destroy." difficult."

"Those emotions can make people weak." Hela said disdainfully, "Just like you."

She stretched out her hand and pulled out the spear suddenly. The blood-red blade was pulled from Sol's shoulder. Sol groaned in pain, and even the strength to struggle disappeared.He just felt that his consciousness was gradually drifting away, and it was difficult for him to concentrate his memory.

"Surrender to me, brother." Hela said in a rare and serious manner, "I see potential in you, as long as you abandon those unnecessary things, you and I can conquer the universe together... By that time, tens of thousands of What are the little people of Asgard worth?"

Sol blinked his eyes slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky became more and more blurred, like a canvas in the hands of an oil painter.

He moved his bloodless lips.

"...I can't be as bright and holy as her, and I'm not a qualified heir to the monarch." He said slowly and weakly, "but at least I can die to protect the country like them."

Hela rolled her eyes impatiently.She dropped the spear.Then, she froze.

"you--"

……

Sol felt that he was gradually losing consciousness. He blinked his eyes with difficulty, but his eyes had become blurred.He was about to lose consciousness, Sol had never been injured so badly, he didn't know if he could wake up, so he blinked hard.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he finally couldn't help closing them.

When the darkness enveloped him, he seemed to be trapped in black cotton candy, and his body kept sinking—at this moment, a pair of cold and soft palms gently covered his blood-stained and dusty cheeks superior.

Those hands were cold, but on the contrary, a warm force continued to come from those palms, as if healed his mental fatigue, and even eased the pain of large and small wounds a lot of.

In just 1 minute, Thor gained the little bit of energy needed to open his eyes again.

He opened his eyelids, and after blurring, he saw a delicate face, he was facing a pair of light blue eyes, she was kneeling on top of his head, her light blonde long hair blended with his blood-stained dark blonde short hair together.

"You are already the most responsible crown prince I have ever met." She said in a low voice.

She was complimenting, but Saul was thinking of something else.He saw Itiou as a young adult—but normally she only appeared in this form in the middle of the night.

He can see her now, does it mean that he is really going to die?

Saul watched her weakly, a wave of emotion spreading in his heart.At this moment, at the moment of his life and death, when he no longer has the brain to consider pros and cons, etiquette, etc., he finally doesn't have to hide his urge to look at her directly, and he doesn't have to hide his deep-seated feelings. real thought.

He watched her.

"You are beautiful," he said.

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