Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 845 The stinky brother who beat his sister
So Thor didn't want to fight with Hela at all.

She sneered, her voice as cold as a knife: "You are too naive, Thor. In the game of thrones, there is no family affection, no friendship, only winners and losers. And I am destined to be the winner standing at the top!"

Thor was furious when he heard this. He stared at Hela and said word by word, "You are not worthy of being Odin's son. You don't know what responsibility and sacrifice are. The struggle for the throne you mentioned is just an excuse for your own selfish desires. A truly powerful person will never sacrifice his loved ones for power!"

Hela’s movements paused slightly, but then she returned to her madness.

"Shut up! I don't need your preaching! The future of Asgard will be decided by me! Anyone who stands in my way will be eliminated!"

Thor didn't want to argue with her anymore. He knew that Hela had been blinded by her desire for power and no reason could penetrate the ice in her heart.

With a loud "bang", the Sword of the Night Sky, the divine weapon that once made countless creatures tremble in fear, shattered like fragile porcelain under Thor's thundering blow. The fragments scattered like the shortest meteor in the night sky, disappearing in a flash.

"It seems that you are not so bad. Submit to me and kneel down. I will spare your life and make you my vanguard and executioner!"

Hela said in surprise.

Her voice was as cold as ice, carrying unquestionable authority.

Her eyes were like knives, trying to penetrate the defenses in Thor's heart and make him surrender to her. But how could Thor, the guardian of Asgard, bow his head so easily?

“Hela, you are wrong! I will never bow to you, and I will never become a tool in your hands!”

Thor's voice echoed in the thunder, firm and powerful.

He tightly grasped the Thor's Axe, the divine weapon forged by the dwarves. It seemed to have life in his hands, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar and dazzling lightning.

"You're terrible, Hela!"

Thor roared, his voice full of anger and indomitable will. As he finished speaking, the dormant power of the god of thunder in his body seemed to be completely awakened, surging out like a volcanic eruption.

The sky was instantly covered by thick dark clouds, and thunder and lightning raged in the clouds, each lightning containing terrifying power enough to destroy mountains and rivers.

"Boom!"

The thunder rumbled as if the gods were roaring, and every flash of lightning filled people with fear.

"Humph, stubborn!"

Hela sneered, her face looked particularly ferocious under the lightning. She knew that Thor's power should not be underestimated, but she was also confident in her own terrifying strength as the goddess of death.

Although Hela was powerful, she had to retreat repeatedly under Thor's unreserved attack to avoid the lightning that was enough to tear her soul apart.

For the first time, a serious look appeared on her face. Obviously, she had underestimated Thor's strength and determination.

After being repeatedly defeated by her brother, Hela's anger reached its peak.

She ignored the fact that she had just broken the seal and her strength had not yet fully recovered. She waved her hands, and the ground seemed to respond to her call. Black blades as sharp as mountains rose from the ground and pointed straight to the sky.

These blades are not only extremely hard, but also contain the breath of death. They guide lightning into the ground, trying to weaken Thor's offensive.

However, Thor's control over lightning has reached perfection. Even in such a chaotic situation, he can still accurately control each lightning. But even so, the out-of-control lightning still splits and wanders, gradually dissipating.

Seeing this, Hela took the opportunity to fight back. She raised one hand high, clenched her five fingers into a fist, and an indescribable power gathered in her palm. Then, black blades poured down like raindrops, covering the entire battlefield.

But Thor did not give up. He roared, and the Thor's Axe seemed to come to life in his hand. Every swing was accompanied by the roar of thunder, knocking away those black blades one by one.

Thor roared angrily, and his body suddenly rose up, shuttling through the giant black net like lightning. As Thor swung his axe, thick lightning bolts raged like dragons, smashing the black blades that tried to restrain him one by one.

His figure appeared lonely and majestic in the light of lightning.

Every breath he took was accompanied by a tremor in the surrounding air, as the endless power of thunder and lightning hidden in his body was ready to move.

"drink!!"

Thor shouted again. This shout was not only an encouragement to himself, but also a declaration of war against the powerful enemy Hela.

All the muscles in his body were as taut as steel, and the power of thunder and lightning surged under every inch of his skin, as if he himself was a walking lightning that could tear apart all darkness and obstacles.

At this moment, Hela was looking at Thor with a contemptuous and complicated look.

Her black robe fluttered in the strong wind, and her body was surrounded by huge pillars of black blades formed by the energy of death, each of which was enough to turn ordinary creatures into ashes.

However, facing Thor's thunder power that surged like a tide, she had to show her true strength.

"Brother, your strength is beyond my expectation."

Hela’s voice was low and magnetic, but the chill in it made people shudder.

"But do you think that this alone can stop me? You are wrong. Asgard will eventually belong to me, and the Nine Realms will tremble at my feet."

Thor did not answer, but swung his Thor's Axe even more fiercely. Each blow carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, smashing the black blade pillars made by Hela one by one.

The air was filled with the strong smell of scorched earth and the sweet fishy smell of thunder and lightning. This was the price of the collision of power and the critical moment that determined fate.

At this moment, Thor suddenly flashed, as if turning into countless lightning bolts, and launched a fatal attack on Hela.

His speed was so fast that Hela had no time to react. She could only rely on instinct to swing her swords, trying to resist the overwhelming thunder attack.

However, Thor's strength was far beyond her imagination. Even if she tried her best, she could only barely block part of the attack. In the end, she was blown away by a powerful force, smashing her carefully arranged defense line.

Black gravel flew everywhere, and Hela's figure was vaguely visible in the dust.

When she stood up again, she was no longer as relaxed as before.

There was blood on the corner of her mouth, and the ferocious horns on her head were broken but quickly repaired, which was a symbol of her immortality. But even so, her eyes revealed an unprecedented solemnity.

Thor gripped the battle axe tightly, and the power of thunder in his body boiled to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)