The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 444 Comrades
"Don't you want to see me as your mother?"

Frigga asked softly, with a barely perceptible sadness in her voice.

When Loki heard this, his struggling movements stopped instantly, as if he had been cast under a spell of immobilization.

A hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and behaved obediently, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Mother," he whispered, his voice full of guilt.

Weiss stood aside, looking at the Loki in front of him with interest.

He discovered that this Loki looked exactly like the Loki from the Time Variance Administration, and even the magical fluctuations emanating from his body were exactly the same.

However, their experiences took completely different paths after the Battle of New York.

One who wanders through various bizarre timelines and experiences adventures beyond imagination;
And the one in front of him was standing in front of everyone in Asgard, facing his mother and brother.

"Mother, let me introduce two friends to you."

Thor broke the brief silence, waving enthusiastically to the spaceship as he spoke.

The hatch slowly opened, and Valkyrie and Bruce Banner walked down from the spaceship one after another.

The appearance of the two instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Thor's face was filled with smiles as he happily introduced the two. When he introduced Valkyrie, his tone was especially filled with pride. "This is Valkyrie. She was one of the Valkyries back then!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

In the history of Asgard, the Valkyries have long become a distant legend. They are brave and fearless, guarding the glory of Asgard.

I didn't expect that in such a difficult situation, I could still see a living Valkyrie.

This news, like a ray of light, ignited a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the Asgardians. They felt that this might be a sign of Asgard's revival.

However, Valkyrie's attitude was somewhat cold.

When she thought of Odin's decision, she felt an unbearable emotion in her heart.

Once, Odin's decision almost wiped out the Valkyrie army, and her companions left her one by one. This painful memory was like a sharp blade, always lying across her heart.

So, facing Frigga, she just nodded slightly without saying much.

But at this moment, no one cared too much about her attitude.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of Thor's return, as if all the haze was dispelled at this moment.

The gods could not wait to gather together and began to discuss how to retake Asgard.

At this critical moment, the two people who knew Hela best - Frigga and Valkyrie - became the focus of everyone's attention.

Frigga looked solemn as she slowly spoke, telling the story of Hela.

Her voice was low and steady, and every word seemed to carry the vicissitudes of time.

From Hela's birth, to her growing ambition, to the powerful strength she displayed, Frigga described everything in detail.

Everyone listened quietly, their expressions changing as she spoke, sometimes shocked, sometimes worried.

Hela's power is far beyond their imagination, which makes them realize that the road to retaking Asgard will be full of difficulties and obstacles.

"Odin said Hela's power came from Asgard."

Frigga's voice was solemn. She paused slightly and did not say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood what she meant - Asgard is immortal, and Hela will never die.

Even a powerful being like Odin had no choice but to seal Hela back then, which shows how difficult it is to deal with Hela's power.

"And her army of the dead."

Valkyrie slowly put down the bottle in her hand, her expression serious, and a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"Those guys, blessed by Hela's power, are all immortal and only obey her orders."

Her voice trembled slightly. The Valkyrie Legion died at the hands of these monsters. The painful memory was still vivid in her mind.

An incomparably powerful commander, coupled with the Undead Legion, this combination seems to have no flaws, leaving everyone with no chance of winning.

However, Thor remained undeterred. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes determined as he spoke, "In other words, we can only resolve this crisis by sending an elite team to carry out a decapitation operation and directly eliminate Hela."

"I come."

Almost as soon as Thor finished speaking, a voice spoke without hesitation. "Count me in."

Then someone else responded loudly.

There are no cowards among the Asgard gods. Even though they know that they are likely to die on this mission, they still rush to take the initiative to fight.

"Heimdall." Thor began to call out names.

"To!"

Heimdall's voice was loud and clear, his eyes revealing determination and fearlessness.

"Sif."

"exist!"

Sif is heroic and her expression is serious and solemn.

"The Three Warriors of Asgard."

"We are here!"

The three warriors of the Asgard responded in unison, their voices echoing all around.

"..."

Everyone whose name Thor called out puffed out their chest proudly, as if they had been endowed with supreme honor.

They were well aware of the danger of this mission, but for the sake of Asgard, they chose to step forward without hesitation.

And those who were not named were also entrusted with important tasks by Thor.

If their actions fail, these people will become the flame of Asgard and shoulder the mission of continuing the glory of Asgard.

Just as the meeting was about to end.

"Count me in."

Loki suddenly spoke, breaking the brief silence.

Everyone looked at him strangely, after all, Loki's previous behavior was unpredictable.

"That guy beat me up, and I just wanted to find a chance to fight back."

Loki said this with a stubborn face, trying to use such a seemingly random reason to cover up his true thoughts.

Looking at the stubborn Loki, Thor smiled.

He knew that although Loki was always mischievous, he would still stand with everyone at critical moments.

"Me too. I want revenge for my dead sisters."

As the Valkyrie spoke, she slowly wiped the sword in her hand.

The sword gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if it was also excited for the upcoming battle.

"And me." Banner raised his hand with a determined look on his face. "We're friends, aren't we?" His voice was gentle, but full of strength.

"Thank you."

Thor's voice was low and sincere. He had never been good at speaking, but at this moment, thousands of words were condensed into these two simple words.

He slowly glanced at every companion who volunteered to fight, his eyes full of gratitude and determination.

He knew very well that this battle was undoubtedly a life-or-death battle.

But these companions did not retreat at all, and resolutely chose to fight alongside him.
This friendship and courage filled Thor's heart with an indescribable emotion.

In his heart, he had already made up his mind.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, even if he will eventually fall into the hands of Hela, he will never regret it.

He will do everything he can to protect these friends who are willing to share life and death with him.

The glory of Asgard is certainly important, but the lives of these companions are also treasures that he must protect at all costs.

(End of this chapter)