Marvel Person: You call this a sorcerer?

Chapter 258 Memories I Don't Want to Touch

Hela slowly approached Ronan and gently lifted his chin with her right hand.

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

For someone as confident as her—no, for a god—the Infinity Stones could hardly instill any fear in her.

On the contrary, she just thought the Infinity Stones were pretty good.

The reason she said those things was simply to disrupt Ronan's mind.

Ronan looked at her, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"However, I wasn't actually lying."

"It is said that the Infinity Stones will indeed bring disaster to mankind."

"But God is not included in the prophecy."

"While you are very powerful, you are essentially just an ordinary Earthling."

Hela pinched Ronan's chin, a hint of regret in her eyes.

"What a pity for such a handsome young man."

"If you had agreed to my terms and stood with me, you might be the master of Asgard."

As she spoke, Hela smacked her lips.

It seems like a greater and greater pity.

Ronan, with great difficulty, reached out his hands and slowly approached Hela's face.

This action is extremely dangerous.

However, given Ronan's current state, Hela did not stop him from doing so; instead, a very complex expression appeared in her eyes.

Perhaps they were marveling at Ronan's perseverance, or perhaps they felt that Thor didn't deserve such a good friend.

Anyway, my emotions are very complicated.

As Ronan's hands slowly approached Hela's face, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and the breath he had been shouting out was slowly exhaled.

The next second.

Ronan's two hands, which seemed to have no strength left, suddenly grabbed Hela's cheeks and tore them apart quickly!

The pain immediately woke Hela up!

Under Hela's incredulous gaze, Ronan also broke into a smile.

"Don't you know that the person who possesses the Time Stone can foresee the future?"

After saying this, Ronan's figure gradually disappeared, and another Ronan appeared behind Hela.

Ronan, standing behind Hela, didn't have a smile on his face.

Instead, my eyelids started twitching.

That's right, the instant he was attacked by the spikes, Ronan chose to switch places with his clone.

The Ronan who was acting like a drama queen just now wasn't his real self at all.

Moreover, Ronan absolutely denies having that kind of perverse taste.

We absolutely have to pinch Hela's face!

It's all that clone's fault!

At the same time, Ronan would never believe in anything like the idea that a clone follows the original body.

No matter what, he won't admit it!

"Cough cough cough."

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it?"

Ronan smirked, and standing behind her, he could almost feel Hela's overwhelming rage.

Hela slowly turned around, the smile on her face long gone.

Instead, there was endless gloom.

She had forgotten when the last time her face was pinched was.

If I had to pinpoint a specific time, it would be when I was a child, playing and laughing with Odin.

Odin was once like a loving father, just like the fathers of Earth; he was also once a doting father to his daughter.

Back then, the relationship between the father and daughter was much better than it is now.

The two of them not only played around together, but also used various excuses to "coax" Frigga after doing something wrong, ultimately achieving their goal of "escaping punishment".

It can be said that this was one of the few images of a loving father that Odin had in Hela's memory.

But ever since Hela clashed with Odin and was sealed to Earth, she has chosen to forget all these beautiful memories.

She persisted for only one purpose.

That is to take revenge on Odin!

If there is another purpose, it is to reclaim Asgard and the throne that once belonged to him!

But today, Ronan's casual action reminded Hela of memories she never wanted to recall.

"You're really funny."

"It's so interesting that I don't want to kill you, but rather lock you in an Asgardian prison for eternity and visit you every day."

Hela slowly opened her right hand, and the black substance from before began to slowly gather in her hand.

The black spikes she used to kill Ronan's clone just now looked similar to it.

Ronan was also very familiar with these things.

If he's not mistaken, this should be a type of dark matter.

"I already said it wasn't me, it was my clone."

"Or should I call him out again and let you kill him again?"

"I have to kill him one more time, otherwise I'll lose all my pride."

Ronan sighed; he also felt wronged.

Why does my clone always cause trouble?

Wouldn't it be better to learn from the original source and be more stable?

"You're getting more and more interesting."

"So, take your humor to hell!"

After saying that, Hela roared, and the black substance in her right hand turned into spikes again, attacking Ronan madly.

The sky was filled with black spikes, forcing Ronan to defend himself while muttering some complaints.

Women are so fickle!

They just said they'd grant me immortality, and now they want to send me on a trip!

Even if I go to hell, ask Mephisto if he dares to take me in.

Anyone who dares to take me in, I, the Gu Yi, can crush them with one foot!

Despite his complaints, Ronan's hands and feet never stopped moving.

Just as Ronan had guessed, these black substances were also a form of dark energy.

Ordinary defenses are practically ineffective.

The Ring of Laggardor shatters at the slightest touch, as brittle as glass.

"ah!!!!"

Faced with Ronan's incredibly skillful dodging techniques, Hela couldn't help but get a little impatient.

She roared and raised her hands to her shoulders, whereupon a huge black spike immediately appeared in front of her.

Although the black spikes look big, they are faster than the previous ones!

The target is Ronan's vitals!

Ronan narrowed his eyes and immediately formed hand seals.

Hogger's ancient body!

A gigantic shield formed instantly!

In an instant, the red shield and the black spikes collided violently.

However, the expected impact did not occur. Instead, when the black spikes were attached to the red shield, they instantly transformed into a shower of stars, scattering into the air.

At that moment, Ronan began to move his hands again.

Although it looks a bit like waving flowers, the effect is completely different.

Two red chains appeared out of thin air from Hela's left and right sides, instantly locking onto her arms and binding them tightly!

As Cytorak's scarlet chains bound Hela's arms, Ronan's hands, which were raised in front of his chest, slowly opened to the sides.

Conversely, Hela's arms were gradually pulled apart by a tremendous force!

In that instant, the two entered a power struggle mode!

(End of this chapter)