Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 310 Hela: How could I possibly be no match for this Midgard mage? The next moment, Hela: ? ? ?

The facts are the facts. No matter how pitifully Thor cries out, no matter how worried he is about his Mjolnir, nothing will change.

As Hela exerted herself more and more force, the Meow Hammer trembled incessantly, emitting a mournful cry.

When Hela applied enough pressure to the Meow Hammer to reach a critical point, the next second, a teeth-grinding cracking sound exploded.

Hela's finger bones sank deep into the patterns on the hammer. The divine weapon that had once shattered mountains and withstood countless attacks shattered like glass, and silver fragments fell from her palm. The remaining fragments were casually crushed into powder by her.

Thor gasped for breath, frozen in place, his empty fist trembling violently.

He watched helplessly as the last fragment drifted from Hela's fingertips, creating a small crater in the ground.

That was the weapon he had carried since his youth, a symbol of Asgard's power, but now it had become dust crushed in the opponent's palm.

His long hair fell down, obscuring his face, but his shoulders slumped uncontrollably, as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

At the same time, upon witnessing this astonishing scene, Loki, who was hiding behind Harry, tensed up, his fake smile vanished instantly, leaving only pure astonishment.

He instinctively reached for the dagger hidden in his sleeve, but his fingertips stopped the moment they touched the cold metal, and he didn't have the courage to pull it out.

With the power to crush even Thor's hammer, what are his tricks compared to that?
Then he recalled the ancient stories about the goddess of death, which were no longer legends but a blade hanging over his neck.

Damn it, they're both Odin's sons, so why is Thor so much less impressive than Hela?
Frigga stared blankly at Hela's outstretched palm, where fragments of the hammerhead still remained.

She suddenly understood the true meaning of Odin's dying words, "Hela is more powerful than you can imagine."

She also realized that if they wanted Asgard to escape its destined fate of Ragnarok, there was only one way—to ask Harry Potter for protection, the Sorcerer Supreme whose fame spanned the entire multiverse.

As long as they have Harry's protection, they will no longer fear Ragnarok!
For Thor, the Mjolnir is the most important thing in his life, even more important than his girlfriend.

So when he saw Hela crush the Meow Hammer, his pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and a roar like that of a trapped beast burst from his throat.

He seemed to have lost all reason, lunging at Hela with his bare hands, the lightning crackling from his fists more violent than ever before.

However, most of his power comes from Mjolnir. Now that the hammer has lost its guidance, the power of Thor within him is scattered like an out-of-control wildfire. He appears strong, but in reality, he is weak and cowardly.

"Monster!" he roared, throwing a heavy punch that turned his knuckles white from the force, sending a gust of wind tearing through the air as it slammed into Hela's face.

Hela didn't even turn to the side; she simply used two fingers to gently press against his fist.

Thor's fist froze just inches from her nose, the lightning extinguishing inch by inch at her fingertips.

"This is the prince of Asgard?" Hela scoffed, and with a flick of her wrist, Thor's massive body was sent flying like a puppet with its strings cut, crashing heavily into a stone pillar of Stonehenge. The entire stone circle hummed, and pebbles rained down on his armor.

Thor struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his shoulder armor dented from the impact.

He threw his head back and let out a deafening battle roar. Suddenly, silver-white lightning surged around him, and the current coiled into snakes along his arms, only to be swallowed up the moment it touched Hela.

He charged again, his knee aimed at Hela's abdomen, but Hela's figure suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke and appeared behind Thor the next second, her cold blade about to slash at the back of Thor's neck!
However, just as the blade was about to strike Thor's nape, a magic circle suddenly appeared behind Thor, blocking the attack.

Hela stared at the golden magic circle in front of her with some surprise, and then immediately discovered Harry beside her through the energy connection.

She tossed her cloak, turned to Harry, and coldly demanded:

"What's going on? Are the mages of Midgard also going to interfere in Asgard's internal affairs?"

Hela was sealed away for at least several thousand years. Before she was sealed away, Kamar-Taj did not exist, and naturally, the title of Sorcerer Supreme did not exist.

Therefore, she simply thought that the person in front of her was just a powerful mage.

Since her release, Hela's sealed divine power has rapidly revived. Sensing the immense power within her, she arrogantly looked down upon him and said:
"It seems that when I unify the Nine Realms, I will have to purge you ants hiding in Midgard."

Although you are indeed weak, if you were to suddenly turn against me while I am on my cosmic expedition, it would be a rather troublesome problem.

Although Harry's magic circle helped Thor block the attack, some of the force still passed through the circle and landed on him.

Just now, Thor felt a tremendous force pour into the back of his neck, and his bones seemed to groan. Stars exploded before his eyes.

He knelt heavily on the ground, his hands bracing against the cold earth. His first encounter had made him realize just how vast the gap was between him and his blood-related sister.

However, when he heard what Hela had said to Harry, his eyes lit up, he got up from the ground, pointed at Hela, and mocked her without any politeness:

"You, a Forgotten One sealed away for thousands of years, think you can defeat Harry? Are you dreaming?"

Hela was somewhat puzzled by Thor's attitude. In their recent exchange, Thor should have learned just a fraction of her strength.

Why would Thor believe that she couldn't possibly defeat this slightly powerful mage, given her immense strength?

Hela ignored Harry for the time being, believing that as long as he was within her sight, he couldn't escape her control, so killing him sooner or later made no difference.

So she walked slowly and steadily to Thor, until the shadow of the black robe completely enveloped him, and Hela sneered:
"Look at you, you barely have the strength to stand up. How could you possibly be worthy of the throne of Asgard?"

Besides, you actually think that your strength is weaker than this mortal's, and without understanding anything, you think that I am also weaker than this mortal.

You've lost even the pride of being a god? Well then, let me tell you, the Asgardian gods are the most powerful beings in the entire universe!

Asgardian spears can pierce through everything, Asgardian shields can withstand everything, and all the lands where the horns resound belong to the land of Alaska.

Odin's time has come to an end; it is now up to me, Hela, the goddess of death, to lead Asgard toward the future that was rightfully his!

Sol was not convinced by Hela's words. Because of his past experiences, he had long lost his previous arrogance and had become much more composed.

A mocking smile played on his lips as he said to Hela:
"You can try it. This might help you understand just how big the gap is between you and Harry. It's a gap that's even bigger than the gap between you and me!"

Hela's past invincibility made her arrogant, but while she was arrogant in thought, she was very cautious in tactics.

Thor's inexplicable confidence puzzled Hela, but it also made her more cautious. She decided to go all out and fight the Midgard mage directly later.

We can't afford to make a mistake because of a moment of carelessness.

Hela vanished from her spot and reappeared before Harry in an instant. The twin swords in her hands gleamed with a matte, coffin-like sheen, and the black mist swirling around their spines writhed wildly, corroding everything they touched.

She planned to kill Harry in an instant, plunging Thor into true despair.

To her surprise, even though she had pushed herself to the limit, Harry's eyes remained firmly fixed on her.

Harry's wand spun in his palm into a silver-gray halo, and purple-gold lightning surged from the tip of the wand, condensing in mid-air into a longsword shimmering with runes.

The longsword's blade was shimmering with liquid electricity, and every inch of its body hummed, as if imprisoning a storm of lightning.

He dodged Hela's sweeping black sword to the side, and his lightning sword followed suit, clashing with her twin swords. The resulting energy ripples shattered the surrounding boulders.

Hela's pupils contracted suddenly as she was surprised that her attack was so easily blocked by Harry. Her eyes flickered, and her left sword suddenly flew out of her hand, turning into a black lightning bolt that pierced straight into Harry's back.

But when the left mouse button was a meter away from Harry's chest, it was suddenly enveloped in ice and then frozen in mid-air.

And so the two continued to fight, but throughout the process, Harry never initiated an attack.

Gradually, Hela also noticed the unusual nature of their battle; no matter how hard she tried to attack, she couldn't break through Harry's defenses.

The mage before her seemed like a neutron star blocking her path, making it impossible for her to move forward.

After a clash, Hela's arrogance made her unable to tolerate this almost insulting fight. She glared at Harry and retorted defiantly:
"Mage of Midgard, don't you have any spirit of being a warrior?"
Even if I am no match for you, you cannot humiliate me like this! Hela, the Goddess of Death, cannot be insulted!

Harry raised an eyebrow. "As you wish!"

Because their battle was so intense, close enough to destroy the surrounding environment within several kilometers, Harry pulled their battlefield into the Mirror Dimension without Hela noticing.

Since Hela couldn't resist the urge to lose, he would grant her wish.

The two men stared at each other on the scorched grassland, their auras rising steadily. They both knew that the next attack would determine the outcome.

In Hela's palm, the black mist representing death grew thicker and thicker until it finally formed dozens of giant swords hundreds of meters long behind her.

The surface of those greatswords is engraved with death runes. Those struck by them will be corrupted by death, and if the difference in strength between them and Hela is too great, they may even die directly from the death of their soul.

Hela is now instantly consuming all the divine power within her body, concentrating it into this single attack.

Such a strike is comparable to her peak performance.

Even so, Hela did not relax at all. The Midgard mage opposite her remained calm, as if her strongest attack was no different from her previous attacks.

However, Hela's fighting spirit remains at its peak, having faced many powerful enemies in her past battles.

If she lost her fighting spirit the moment she was weaker than her opponent, she would have died long ago.

After gathering all her strength, Hela suddenly waved her hand, and dozens of giant swords behind her shot out instantly, breaking the speed of sound in the blink of an eye, cutting dark trails of death in the mirror space, and finally being handed over to Harry.

Even more astonishingly, these greatswords have a tracking effect and even the guaranteed hit attribute of the Eternal Spear.

This also means that if Harry doesn't take countermeasures, he will be hit by dozens of giant swords at the same time.

Even Odin would be injured if hit by such a powerful attack.

In past battles, Hela has used this move to kill countless enemies.

This is also her strongest attack right now!

The greatsword was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Harry in the blink of an eye.

But for the strong, the flow of time is never fixed.

To Harry, the massive ship hurtling toward him was as slow as a feather.

Just as the greatsword was about to touch Harry, and as Hela's face began to light up with the joy of victory, and under the worried gazes of Thor and Frigga, Harry slowly raised his wand in a time-lapsed environment.

The wand was instantly enveloped in green magical light, which condensed into a greatsword several meters long.

The blade of the Disintegrating Greatsword trembled continuously as Harry poured magic into it, and the disintegrating rays emanating from it alone tore apart the surrounding mirror space, revealing the darkness of the dimensional gap.

Harry raised the shattered lightsaber and slowly swung it downwards.

When he swung the splitting lightsaber to its lowest point, a green splitting sword aura, condensed from high-density splitting rays, suddenly formed.

The next moment, the splitting sword energy collided with Hela's greatsword!
The world fell into a brief silence the moment the two collided.

The green annihilation and the dark purple death were locked together, and the resulting shockwave destroyed everything around them. The clouds in the sky were shattered, revealing fragmented light behind them.

The dark purple death attempted to suppress the green annihilation with its enormous size, but the annihilation, which was only one-tenth the size of death, was a hundred times more heavy.

Click...

When the first cracking sound rang out, the massive sword was rapidly annihilated at an astonishing speed, disintegrated by the green sword energy!
The green, cracking sword energy surged forward, like a venomous snake come to life, burrowing into the core of the giant sword along the crack. Wherever it passed, the heavy energy was broken down into the most primitive particles, and even the flying metal fragments were annihilated the moment they came into contact with the cracking lightsaber.

The green wave surged toward Hela with unstoppable force, passing her in the blink of an eye.

Once Thor was able to see the situation at the center of the battlefield, he discovered that large amounts of blood were splattering from Hela's chest.

The invincible goddess of death, Hela, has fallen!

(End of this chapter)