"Yeah, things are not going well now. I need to figure out what happened. I need to regain my power."
Thor gritted his teeth and nodded to Heimdall: "Send me to Heimdall, maybe my sister can give me some answers."
"Okay!"
Heimdall didn’t say anything nonsense. He stepped onto the steps and held the Holy Sword of Hofind, the Guardian Sword, to open the passage of the Rainbow Bridge. Thor nodded to Heimdall and then sank into the passage of the Rainbow Bridge.
With a familiar feeling, a dazzling colorful beam of light fell from Heimdall and landed directly outside the magnificent and huge castle.
The gate of the castle is made of the hardest oak, inlaid with intricate iron patterns. Every detail reveals the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen. The garden of the castle is carefully designed, with a fountain dancing in the center, surrounded by neatly trimmed shrubs and blooming flowers. Every step is a beautiful picture.
From the top of the castle tower, you can overlook the entire territory. From here, you can see the vast land and winding rivers, which show the power and status of the lord.
Every corner of the castle reveals luxury and refinement, from the carved fireplace to the throne inlaid with gems, all of which show the wealth and status of the castle owner.
Looking at the castle shape that is a little inconsistent with his memory, Thor is not surprised, because this kind of thing has happened many times.
After all, staying in the castle, you always choose to change your taste, starting with the cold and dark style, and now the sunny and warm luxury style.
And Thor has never cared about these, anyway, he has been in harsh environments.
Thor looked at the closed tall gate in the castle and walked over. When he came to the gate, he looked up and it seemed to be dozens of meters high. From the appearance, if you want to push the gate open, you need a very terrible force.
Sol stretched out his hand and pressed on the door, his arm muscles bulged, and he exerted force suddenly.
Boom!
The door made a dull sound, and under Sol’s terrible strength, the door was pushed open. After it was pushed open enough to accommodate himself, Sol stopped exerting force and walked in.
Just after stepping in, the door behind him that was originally opened closed automatically.
Sol stopped and turned his head to take a look. After his eyes flickered slightly, he turned around and walked forward again.
In the courtyard of the castle, the stone road was lined with blooming roses, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, which contrasted with the ancient stone sculpture fountain, creating a kind of classical elegance. Walking on the cobblestone road, Sol walked all the way into the castle.
After walking for nearly ten minutes, Sol finally came to the hall inside the castle, which shows how large the area inside the castle is.
The door to the inner house was open, and Thor walked into the hall. A huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, illuminating the entire space. There were many different oil paintings on the walls, with many images of creatures painted on them. Each one was lifelike.Lifelike.
Compared to the skulls that were hung before, it looks much better.
After all, the previous style was a bit gloomy. Thor was not afraid of the previous style, but simply felt that the current style was more in line with the visual aesthetics of Asgard.
In the hall of the castle, the long table was covered with an exquisite tablecloth embroidered with emblems, and the silver tableware and crystal wine glasses sparkled in the candlelight, showing luxury and taste.
But the empty space seemed very strange. Thor came to the long table and suddenly heard the familiar voice.
"Oh? Why are you alone today?"
Thor looked at it and saw a green light flashing on the empty main seat. Hela was sitting there in a silk robe that showed off her good figure. A touch of light and shadow appeared on the long table in front of her, and hot, exquisite and fragrant food appeared.
Hela used one hand to elegantly cut the fried meat on the plate in front of her, and then put it into her mouth to chew.
The movements were smooth and graceful, and every move showed that elegance.
It was intoxicating.
Thor sighed: "Loki is in trouble, sister."
The word "sister" made Hela’s eyebrows move slightly, and then she looked indifferent: "Who killed him?"
"He should have been beaten to death long ago with such a bad character."
What else could Thor say after hearing this? However, Thor also understood that this was just Hela’s normal performance. Not to mention Loki, he was also often sprayed?
"Someone attacked us, and I lost part of my memory out of thin air. I just remember that something swallowed Loki, and at the last moment he pushed me away, otherwise I might be the same as him." Thor said this, turned his head and glanced in another direction. From the stairs, a huge gray wolf slowly walked down.
Ignoring Thor’s gaze, he walked all the way to Hela and climbed down, closed his eyes, and swung his furry tail in boredom.
Hela ate her food by herself and listened to Thor’s story. Her expression didn’t seem to change, but she mentioned Odin: "So where is your father? What is his reaction?"
"The father summoned the gods to investigate the cause of the incident and integrated the army. If he finds the mastermind behind the scenes, he plans to destroy the other party."
Thor answered honestly.
Hela chuckled with disdain: "You can stand in front of me, which means you know that the old guy has no way. He is playing dirty, and he is like a headless fly. He is old and senile."
Uh~~
Thor was hesitant to speak, with an expression of "I’m in a difficult situation". His sister criticized his father mercilessly, what else could he refute?
Hela glanced at Thor, who had an indescribable expression, and gracefully put down her knife and fork, then stood up, dragging her long skirt, and walked towards him with elegant steps. Her height was not inferior to Thor at all.
In terms of temperament, she even overwhelmed Thor. .
Facing her sister directlyHela, Thor’s heart couldn’t help but beat. He began to get nervous, fearing that his sister would slap him in the face in the next second, and then point at him and curse him for being a waste.
Well, it’s completely consistent with Hela’s behavior.
Under Thor’s slightly nervous eyes, Hela raised her hand, stretched out a finger and pointed at Thor’s forehead, and a dark green light bloomed at her fingertips.
As the golden sequence that is best at playing with soul abilities, Hela read Thor’s last memory.
That memory fragment was very vague, and Hela’s eyes flashed with a strangeness.
Then she put down her hand.
She looked at Thor thoughtfully: "Your soul has not been tampered with. Either someone is better at this and did it so perfectly that I didn’t notice it, or they used other means."
"Interesting."
Hela seemed to be interested, but in fact it was just a superficial performance. Hela was really annoyed.
According to Hela’s thinking, yes, I am born with a rebellious nature. I can stab my father Odin at will and abuse and beat my two stupid brothers at will, but no matter what, this is my family’s business. Who are other people? How dare they plot against my family?
I’ll beat your brains out.
Thor is not stupid. He has already noticed something wrong. His back is a little cold. The expressionless look of the sister in front of him is a little too scary, even more terrifying than when she starts to curse.
Seeing Thor’s cowardly performance, Hela couldn’t help but curse: "Waste!!!"
Thor lay flat and let Hela scold him. After all, she is his sister, and she won’t lose a hair if she is scolded a few times.
Seeing Thor’s dead pig fearless look, Hela snorted coldly, and still put away her expression, restored her elegant appearance, walked with her long skirt dragging on the red carpet, and walked to the other side of the hall. Thor followed behind him honestly.
When Fenrir saw his master leave, he stood up and followed him.
With Thor, Hela left the hall and walked to the fireplace in the wide living room. The fireplace was huge and solemn. The stone frame was carved with complex patterns. The flames inside were jumping, projecting warm orange-yellow light on the stone walls of the castle, creating a mysterious and warm atmosphere.
Hela sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Fenrir directly knocked Thor away and lay at the feet of his master. Hela could touch Fenrir’s hair with her hand.
Hela didn’t say anything. Thor glanced at the single sofa seat next to him and sat down without hesitation.
Touching the furry hair and looking at the swaying flames in the fireplace, the air was filled with the only sound of the firewood that never burned out. It was rarely pleasant and could even make people drowsy. Hela didn’t speak, and Thor didn’t speak either.
I don’t know how long it took, Hela came back to her senses from her thoughts: “It seems that Asgard is just a fuse, and the person’s real target is notIt’s not just Asgard."
"There should be a deeper conspiracy."
"Well, I guess Father God has thought of this too. "Thor nodded. He had thought about this problem when he was recuperating in Asgard. He was a little narrow-minded because of his perspective. Now he thinks about many problems more broadly.
His perspective on things has also become more grand.
After thinking about it from all angles, Thor also realized that something was wrong. This was definitely not just targeting Asgard. Taking him, Loki, Sif and others away was just a precursor to the real conspiracy.
Hela has been staying in Helheim. In addition to accumulating small universes, she is also building Helheim. Over the years, the connection between Helheim and her has become inseparable. Some of the ultimate tactics related to her can be perfectly exerted.
So she didn’t pay much attention to the incident in Asgard.
But Hela knew that after this incident, Leon Neither side conveyed any information to her, obviously they also knew and prepared countermeasures.
On the surface, Hela habitually looked down on Odin, the old man, but in fact, Hela would not underestimate Odin’s wisdom.
If Odin did not consult Leon when such a thing happened, Hela would not believe it.
If Odin was in his prime, he would be arrogant and look down on everything, and he would naturally not ask Leon for help, but now the situation forced Odin to do so.
As a result, Odin’s every move so far has a profound meaning. On the surface, he made a lot of noise, but in fact, it was useless. The real battlefield was not on the surface, but under the water, with undercurrents surging.
Hela believed in Leon, so she was too lazy to think about these brain-burning things.
She looked at Thor: "You have a good body, but you have lost your divine power."
"Well, this is very strange. I don’t know what method those people used. "Thor nodded. To put it simply, divine power is the energy born in the blood. It is not a one-time thing. It is gone after it is used up. Other methods are needed to infuse it.
As long as Thor is still alive, even if the divine power is drained, as long as some time is given, the divine power will automatically appear from the blood and fill up.
However, these days, there is no sign of divine power appearing at all, but his body is very normal and no reason can be detected.
When Hela read Thor’s memory just now, she checked Thor’s body by the way, and Thor The same thing.
And she knew that Thor’s body was normal, but he just couldn’t generate new divine power.
But this normality was for the doctors in Asgard, and the results of Asgard’s tests, but from Hela’s perspective, there was a clue.
"Your body has abnormalities. You lost your memory and your fighting ability. During the battle, you may have been forced to over-exert your divine power for some reason, which put a very alarming burden on your body. You are not dead, and you have also received the effect of magic treatment. From the outside, you areA complete person."
"However, at a more subtle level, your body is full of tiny cracks. Even if the blood of the Odinson family is self-healing, it will take a lot of time to repair these cracks."
"The divine power is self-generated, but it will automatically choose to fill and repair these tiny cracks in your body, just like a bowl of water poured into a container full of cracks. Before the container is filled, you can’t mobilize the divine power, and your current level of power control has not reached that subtle level."
Hela explained lightly.
Thor immediately realized it.
"Then what do I need to do?" Thor asked directly. Hela did not answer immediately, but smiled at Thor. It was beautiful, but very creepy, at least in Thor’s opinion. (To read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
"Being beaten! ! "
Hela uttered two words softly, and Thor’s eyes bulged.
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