Inside the magnificent Heavenly Palace, sounds of battle echoed.
"Is that you?" Hela turned her head, her pupils shrinking. "Why are you here?"
She saw a figure that shouldn't have been there.
"Ron?"
Thor, bruised and bloodied, seeing Audreyf and Ron, his expression shifted and a bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the hope of saving Asgard.
He had seen Ron and his father Odin fight for a short time without falling behind, and the only one who could possibly stop Hela was Ron.
Ron slowly flew over with Audreyf, his face handsome, his slender body exuding a faint majesty, holding a scepter, like a God King descending from Heaven.
"The thief who stole my spaceship and fled in a sorry state, ran here. Shouldn't I pursue him?"
"Shut up!"
Hela, who had never been called a thief, angrily attacked. Her Night Sky Sword pierced through the air. Ron didn't move, his eyes shot out heat rays that easily melted it, turning it into a puddle of molten iron that fell onto the palace floor.
"Fled in a sorry state?"
This sentence was heard by Sif and the others in the palace. They looked on in astonishment, unable to imagine that Hela, who exuded a terrifying aura like Death itself, would actually flee in such a sorry state.
But Ron, who was extremely powerful and had even been able to contend with their God King Odin, surely wouldn't lie.
So... could it be true?
"Shut up, do you think this is still Midgard?
This is Asgard, no one can defeat me here."
Hela shouted in extreme anger, throwing Thor away. The heavily injured Thor crashed into several large stone pillars supporting the palace and fell unconscious. She pointed her long sword: "Kill him for me!"
The resurrected warriors under her command all threw their long spears at Ron in mid-air.
Swish swish swish!
Amidst the whistling, spears rained down.
Ron's eyes were unwavering. Audreyf drew her Star Sword and swept away the incoming spears for him, saying in a low voice.
"Hela, you have caused enough slaughter. Put down your weapons."
"You want me to surrender?
This is what Asgard owes me!"
Although she said that no one could defeat her in Asgard, Hela recalled Ron's previous overwhelming defeat of her, even completely annihilating her from the World, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger born of panic and fear.
She flicked her cloak, and dozens of Night Sky Swords shot towards Audreyf and Ron like lightning.
The speed of the incoming Night Sky Swords far exceeded Audreyf's limit of defense. She had only swung her long sword halfway when the Night Sky Swords, shimmering with a deep cold light, had already reached her, less than half a meter away.
In the face of a severe life-threatening crisis, a tremor flashed in her eyes.
Clang!
With a flash, at a speed no one in the hall could react to, Ron blocked in front of her. The Night Sky Swords, carrying terrifying power, heavily pierced his body, as if they were just plastic toys, causing no damage, and falling powerlessly to the ground.
Looking at the sturdy body blocking in front of her, Audreyf's expression was slightly stunned, and a warmth emerged in her heart.
"No need to keep holding your sword." Ron turned to look at her, smiling lightly.
Looking at his handsome face so close, her face flushed slightly, and she put down the sword she had been poised to block with. Suddenly, she felt a trace of flustered panic, after all, she had just said that everything belonged to Ron....
After Ron told her that he had defeated Hela, Audreyf, who already had full confidence in Ron, completely relaxed.
Whoosh!
Hela, who had greatly increased in power and was unwilling to give up, launched another attack.
Ding ding ding!
An emerald light shield rose, blocking the attack like a solid wall.
Ron raised his hand, and the emerald Green Lantern Ring he was wearing glowed.
"Luckily, to prevent you from escaping, I had already laid some backup measures on you, otherwise it would have taken more effort."
"Backup measures?"
As Hela was in doubt, she suddenly felt a burst of pain, something breaking out of her body.
Green flowing nanobots formed an indestructible full-body shackles, locking her down to her knees.
"When?
Impossible!"
She couldn't believe what was happening to her body.
Although Hela admitted that Ron was powerful, even stronger than her, she didn't believe that Ron could leave a hidden hand on her without her noticing, and for such a long time.
"Nothing is impossible."
Looking at the Mind Stone, Ron smiled.
After Hela was imprisoned, he used the Mind Stone's ability to give Hela a mental suggestion.
The suggestion didn't involve Hela's strong rebellious will, such as making her jump into the Sun to commit suicide when she saw it, or forgetting about Asgard.
It was merely going with the flow, making Hela eager to seek revenge, her heart burning with the fire of hatred, her entire state of mind focused on revenge, thereby ignoring other details.
"You can't trap me!"
Hela tried to break free from the shackles on her body, but found that her limbs were completely powerless.
"Don't waste your effort, the things inside you have cut off your nerves."
Ron slowly descended with Audreyf, saying.
"And if you try to use magic, they will detect the energy fluctuations and cause you unimaginable excruciating pain, preventing you from concentrating.
Ah!
As he spoke, Hela tried to cast magic, and as expected, just like when she was in that torture device, the excruciating pain, almost as if her body was being crushed and torn, even prevented her from thinking.
Sif, Hogan, and the other Asgardian soldiers watched in shock as Hela was taken down so easily by Ron, utterly astonished.
To them, Hela, whom they couldn't contend with even with all their might, was taken down just like that?
"Fenrir, my army, kill him for me!"
Forced to her knees, Hela's forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain, her face distorted, and her eyes bloodshot as she ordered.
Howl!
In the Heavenly Palace, the nearly three-meter-tall giant wolf Fenrir tore and flung away several Asgardian soldiers. With a wild killing intent in its ghostly green wolf eyes, it let out a roar and charged forward first.
"Fenrir, the Demonic Wolf?"
Facing the giant wolf with snow-white fur charging at him with unimaginable speed, his expression shifted slightly.
In Norse mythology, Fenrir, the Demonic Wolf, was the son of Loki, and the older brother of Jormungandr and Hela, the God of Death. Legend has it that when it opened its mouth, its upper and lower jaws could reach the Sky and Earth, possessing immense strength, and its teeth were the sharpest in the World.
During Ragnarok, Fenrir devoured and killed Odin, making it the foremost demonic creature in Norse mythology.
However, in Marvel's Asgard, Fenrir became Hela's pet, but its other attributes remained unchanged; its teeth could easily bite through Hulk's skin....
"Good doggy, here's a bone for you."
A foul, fishy wind blew. Ron casually raised his hand, and an emerald light condensed into an emerald bone, which shot into Fenrir's huge mouth with unimaginable speed.
Howl.
"It's not right to bite people casually."
Fenrir, still in the air, instinctively swallowed the object and continued to bite. An emerald light formed a fist larger than its body, punching it into the Sky.
Amidst whimpers and screams, Fenrir crashed through the golden roof of the palace, flying uncontrollably into the sky. The next second, its entire body exploded, shattering into a mass of flesh and blood, raining down a shower of blood.
The bone was, of course, a miniature bomb, not a real edible bone.
"Fenrir!"
Hela roared in near-insane fury. She had deep affection for her pet Fenrir. Fenrir had once carried her across the Nine Realms, and was the creature she had the deepest affection for remaining in this World.
Now, not even the Eternal Flame or magic could revive Fenrir in this state.
Hiss!
Seeing a group of resurrected warriors with green eyes leaping forward, brandishing their weapons and charging, Ron's eyes shot out plasma rays, destroying the bodies of the soldiers like harvesting wheat.
"Hela, do you have any more tricks?"
He turned his head and said.
"Ah!..."
Hela glared at Ron with extreme hatred, roaring in anger and unwillingness, wishing she could devour him alive, but she was powerless, unable even to stand up.
"Take her down and imprison her in the deepest part of the Heavenly Palace dungeons."
Thor was unconscious. Now, the only one qualified to give orders to Sif and the others and the army was Audreyf. She frowned and ordered.
Hela was immortal; as long as Asgard existed, she would not die, only be imprisoned.
"I will break free sooner or later, and when I do, I will return just like today, bringing destruction to all of you, and Ron, you are no exception!"
Dragged away by the Heavenly Palace soldiers, Hela roared ferociously.
Ron, unconcerned, expressionlessly flicked out a ball of emerald light, which landed on Hela's mouth, turning into a gag, preventing her from shouting anymore.
Hela, the eldest daughter of the All-Father, returned to her homeland, but brought only hatred and Death. Asgard, since conquering the Nine Realms, had suffered the most tragic casualties.
Finally, when the King was utterly defeated, two of the Heavenly Palace's Four Warriors were dead, and the grand army was retreating, just as Asgard was about to fall into a sea of blood, a powerful Midgardian emerged and ended the catastrophe.
The people of Asgard held him in high esteem and gratitude, and were filled with deep gratitude and respect for Her Highness Princess Audreyf, who had brought him to save Asgard, regarding her as the princess who saved the people of Asgard.
After everything settled, in the golden palace at dusk.
"The Asgardians are indeed a bit arrogant."
Under the golden sunset, near the sparkling beautiful sea, leaning on the railing, Ron looked at the distant city of Asgard, and smiled.
The Asgardians were accustomed to being at the top of the Nine Realms, especially the soldiers and warriors; arrogance was ingrained in their bones.
Although he was the one who saved this kingdom, the Asgardians still showed more respect to Audreyf, believing that she had the greatest credit for saving Asgard.
"Are they unwilling to admit Asgard's powerlessness and helplessness in the face of disaster, and that they only survived by being saved by an outsider?"...
"You are, after all, an outsider. Just like the prince in stories who seeks a giant dragon to save his country, people will be more grateful to their own country's prince than to the giant dragon."
Walking slowly behind him, Audreyf wore a slight smile on her beautiful face, knowing that he didn't care about Asgard's so-called gratitude, and chuckled softly.
Then, she hesitated before bringing up a matter.
"Thor wants to pass the throne to me."
After Thor woke from his coma, he was depressed and dejected for a while. After experiencing these events, he felt that he was not suitable to be king.
Neither in terms of dealing with and guarding against Hela, nor in the complexity of kingship that Hela showed him.
He took the opportunity to propose Audreyf, who had extremely high public support among the Asgardian people, to replace him as the King of Asgard.
"Asgard has never had a female King, but Asgard has only been passed down for three generations. My sister, you are more suitable to be King than I am.
I would be more at ease with Asgard under your leadership."
Thor intended to abdicate the throne, yielding it to Audreyf, who was calmer, more rational, composed in times of crisis, and more mature from her past adventures in the Universe.
Audreyf didn't want to accept, but Thor insisted. He also wanted to use this to keep Audreyf there, so that the family could be together.
"Queen of Asgard, that sounds pretty good."
Ron wasn't surprised. After the final battle with Thanos, Thor had already felt that he was not suitable to be king and had entrusted the throne to Valkyrie, letting her govern Asgard.
"Do you agree to me staying here?"
"Why not? If you become the Queen of Asgard, won't Asgard indirectly fall under my control?" He chuckled.
"That's true."
Audreyf paused, then belatedly realized this point, nodding seriously: "Since you want me to be this Queen, I will agree to Thor."
She was not like Thor; having grown up in a mercenary kingdom like the Heaven, she couldn't be called a good person, and she didn't have a deep affection for Asgard.
What she cared about most in Asgard was her mother, Frigga.
Moreover, she believed that Asgard would be safer in Ron's hands, under his protection.
Audreyf was now strictly adhering to what she had promised: everything she had would belong to Ron.
"My mother said that things are not over yet." Hesitating, Audreyf frowned.
"Of course it's not over yet.
Ragnarok has just begun."
Looking at the distant sea, Ron said with deep eyes.
In the original plot, Hela triggered Ragnarok, and the one who ultimately brought about Ragnarok was the twilight giant Surtur.
"Now Hela has been dealt with, but there's still Surtur."
In Norse mythology, Surtur is a Fire Giant. He possesses a giant flaming magic sword that can emit light brighter than the Sun, and is called the Branch of Ruin. When Ragnarok arrives, he will set out from Muspelheim to wage war against the gods and ultimately destroy the World.
In Marvel's Nine Realms, Surtur is much like his mythical counterpart. He possesses the Twilight Sword and is an entity that even Bor, Odin's father, admitted he could not defeat. To defeat this Fire Giant, who was eyeing Asgard with covetousness.
Bor sent his three sons, Vili, Ve, and Odin, to Muspelheim to steal the Eternal Flame, weakening Surtur's power....
Finally, before his two brothers died, they passed their power to Odin through their bloodline, and Odin finally defeated Surtur and took away the Eternal Flame.
"To some extent, Surtur doesn't seem that strong; even a young Odin could deal with him."
But if it were that simple, Odin wouldn't have been so worried about Ragnarok, seeking out Gaia to bear a child, and telling Thor before his Death to abandon Asgard and flee if necessary.
"Ragnarok is Asgard's unavoidable fate; Asgard is destined to be destroyed.
To resolve this crisis is to go against fate, and it's not that simple."
In the story, it was one-eyed Thor who made the decision to let Surtur destroy Asgard, pushing Ragnarok in a unique way to gain a glimmer of hope, and finally fleeing to Earth with the remaining people, becoming space refugees.
"At that time, Surtur had regained the Eternal Flame, and with the blessing of destiny, his body grew to five thousand feet tall, wielding the Twilight Greatsword. He plunged the sword into the Asgardian continent, destroying it and bathing it in flames."
Five thousand feet is nearly fifteen hundred meters. Godzilla is only a little over a hundred meters tall, and even most of Earth's mountains are not as tall as it.
Moreover, as a Fire Giant, Surtur's body was not composed of ordinary Earth and stone. According to his extraordinary physique, his weight alone at that time would have been at least several million tons.
If he swung a sword, the power it could unleash is unimaginable; destroying a country with a single blow might not even be a problem.
"And... defeating Surtur isn't the end.
Fate will continue to push, and various disasters will come upon Asgard."
"Unless there is someone powerful enough to interfere."
Ragnarok is the fate of Asgard, not the destiny of the entire Universe. The catastrophe it can cause is limited. When its ultimate catastrophe is broken, Ragnarok will also end powerlessly.
"To achieve this with my current strength, I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult."
Under great pressure, Ron looked at the panel, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"But fortunately, the ability points for purchasing one of the Emotional Spectrum power templates have been gathered."
Ability Points: 7.6 million
Recorded Templates: [Willpower Entity Ion Shark: 7 million.]
"Do you want to purchase the Willpower Entity Ion Shark template?"