American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Moreover, the Crown of Surtur, which was pierced by Aaron's blow and was engraved with runes. If it is not preserved, Hela may have some kind of backhand. If it is not dealt with, something else might happen. .

"broken."

Aaron stretched out his hand and slapped it. The Crown of Surtur in front of him was disintegrated into the most basic elements with one blow. The power of death and the essence of flame finally separated from the state of being forcibly kneaded. It was no longer flame and death, but flame." Mixed in with death.

"Disperse."

Aaron stretched out his hands, and two cyclones attracted the power of fire and death respectively. The two powers were gradually peeled away from each other. Finally, Aaron had a ball of rich death power in his left hand, and a pile of crystal clear red powder in his right hand, with burning A fierce and pure flame.

"receive."

With a word "Stop", he raised his left hand. The surrounding power of death, which had grown stronger due to the death of Hela, was continuously absorbed into the mass of death power. It became more and more intense, reaching the point where it was like a black hole, swallowing up even the surrounding light. At its extreme, it began to condense and finally turned into a mass of black water.

The power of death cannot easily be dissipated between heaven and earth. Wherever it goes, there will be a dead land, just like the ruins of the Asgard continent. If left alone, it will become the second Heim underworld.

But by gathering the power of death, Hela is causing trouble. The huge power is concentrated, and it is possible to create a death elf, or even a god of death at the level of Hela, but this has nothing to do with Aaron. .

"Go." With a wave of his left hand, Aaron threw this concentrated mass of death power into the Hell Underworld, which was the nine realms of death. It was also a relatively safe place to store it.

But a blazing flame is still burning quietly in his right hand, the original fire of the universe, the eternal flame.

The original flame, the eternal fire, was burning somewhere in Muspelheim, and then Surtur was born and built his royal city there.

It was Odin who defeated Surtur and ordered the dwarves' skilled craftsmen to build a brazier that could collect the eternal flames. Only then could the eternal fire burn quietly in Odin's treasure house.

The eternal flame is not a fire in the world, but a concept of "burning". It is a sourceless fire that cannot move without a way to shrink it.

Aaron is now relying on the flame crystal of the Crown of Surtur, carrying the eternal fire, but this ball of loose sand also needs an object to collect it, and it cannot be an ordinary object, even if it is vibranium, Ed Man's alloy will also be vaporized and "burned" out in an instant, even if it is Uru divine gold, it will be the same without the power of the runes.

[Let’s go to Nidavellir. 】

Aaron held the flame and looked at the "Gao Tianzun Group Exclusive" spaceship that had not left in the distance, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's enough to think about it. Karl Paulson, Hela Odinson, and the God King's family all lost two lives in his hands one after another.

Ordinarily, this enemy should have been beaten to death before being beaten down a few times, but now that Odin is gone, Thor and Frigga will not say thank you, at least they will definitely not be resentful. .

In short, the entanglement of grudges is difficult to elaborate on.

But what needs to be explained is that Aaron teleported to Nidavellir, but also separated a soul body into the "group" spacecraft.

"Coming."

"coming."

It was indeed an embarrassing moment. Aaron and Sol looked at each other, feeling like they were about to stop talking.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. You didn't tell me earlier. Did you mean to laugh at me?"

But the butt-twisting Valkyrie never met Aron. Anyway, they had already done it in the beginning, eating, drinking, and so on. Saka Star has been an old driver for so many years, and if you don’t want face, just don’t want it. .

"Are you kidding me that I invited you to drink so much wine for nothing?"

Fortunately, after saying this, the awkward atmosphere was relieved a lot, and several people started chatting, but they still stood in the open space in the middle of the spacecraft.

"It's fine to just stand here. I advise you not to go to the rest room inside, especially the place where you can sit and lie down..."

Dr. Banner looked a little weird when he heard this, and felt as if there were ants crawling all over his body. He was not in good physical condition and had slept on the sofa inside.

"I can't let you and Hela come to an end, but in that case, I have to take action."

"I know, my friend, I don't blame you. Really, Hela did such a thing to Asgard. She and I have only one relationship - enemies of life and death."

"...If anyone needs help on Paradise Island, just come to me directly. You're welcome."

"I will, thank you for everything you have done for Asgard."

After saying a few words, Aaron took his leave.

Sol also has a kingly air and is a little rusty, but he has begun to take the initiative to take responsibility.

The conversation with Sol was not bad, but it also lacked the feeling of getting along with friends.

From now on, he will face a qualified king with a friendly reputation, but he will no longer be a comrade who drinks and fights with him.

Paradise Island.

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers, a fairyland on earth, and the new royal city also has a somewhat gorgeous atmosphere.

Starting all over again, you will feel nostalgic, sad, and discouraged at first.

But when you witness the fruits of your labor little by little, more and more harvests, material satisfaction, and spiritual sense of accomplishment, your spirit will rise and you will soon get involved.

People commemorate the past, but cannot carry it. They must always look forward. It is the ruler's responsibility to make the people forget the past and create a new life.

The real thing of not forgetting history is not words, but spiritual symbols, and that is the kind of remembrance that we only have time to do after we have established a new life.

Queen Frigga stood on the terrace of the royal city, overlooking the new city. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the soldiers trained hard. She also felt a little relieved. The death of Odin, the crisis of Hela, and the heavy burden on her shoulders. For the people to live like this, E Lijia is willing to bear it.

boom!

In the sky over the distant seaside, a very cool spaceship with red and yellow colors suddenly appeared. It did not alert any alarm or defense systems, but something seemed to have gone wrong with it. It was emitting black smoke and shining in a sea of ​​fire, and crashed into the shoal. Ten meters of sea water and sediment rose up.

"Your Majesty the Queen, we are going to check on the situation of the spaceship." Sif and the three warriors were a little surprised that Queen Frigga called them here at this time.

"Your king is back, come with me to greet him."

"Really! That's great!" The four of them looked excited.

outside the city.

"Thor!" Volstagg shouted excitedly.

"Ahem!" Sif coughed slightly, indicating that this was the welcoming team.

Thor and the three of them had just stepped off the spacecraft and were very excited when they saw the queen mother and her friends greeting them. However, they quickly calmed down their emotions when they saw the subjects following them.

"My king." Frigga smiled happily.

"My King." Followed by all the people to surrender.

"I'm back."