The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 446 Collision

"Hela!"

Thor's eyes were fixed on Hela, who sat on the throne, his gaze burning with anger and defiance.

At this moment, Hela held a scepter that emitted an eerie light, and her body was surrounded by a chilling aura of darkness.

"You don't deserve to sit in this position."

Thor's voice was firm and powerful, echoing through the empty palace.

"It's not your place to judge me. Odin and I conquered Asgard. You're just someone who reaped the benefits."

Hela's voice was icy and chilling, like a winter storm, carrying endless resentment and disdain.

Her eyes revealed a coldness born of experience.

Thor couldn't refute that point.

Hela, as Odin's eldest daughter, indeed made great contributions to the early establishment of Asgard.

She fought alongside Odin, conquering vast territories for Asgard and laying the foundation for its current glory.

Meanwhile, I myself enjoyed the glory and protection of Asgard during my growth.

"You know what? I'm about to embark on a new journey!"

A fanatical light suddenly flashed in Hela's eyes, a light that seemed to want to bring the entire universe under her control.

"An expedition that will sweep across the entire universe!"

Her voice was high-pitched and passionate, as if she were announcing her grand and crazy plan to the whole world.

"Want to join me? After all, you're my younger brother."

Hela tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on Thor.

Thor refused Hela's invitation without hesitation.

"I will not associate with you. Your actions will only bring disaster to Asgard and the entire universe."

"What a pity."

Hela sighed softly, but there was no trace of regret in her voice.

She slowly rose from the throne, her posture upright and agile, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

As she moved, the surrounding darkness intensified, and she instantly switched to battle mode, her armor gleaming with an eerie light.

"Then you might as well go die."

Hela's voice was low and cold, like the pronouncement of death.

Before she finished speaking, she rushed towards Thor and the others like a black lightning bolt.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The crisp, fierce sounds of weapons clashing echoed through the palace, sparks flying from the metal impacts, illuminating the figures of Hela and Thor facing off.

Thor was agile and sharp-eyed. Although he did not have Mjolnir in his hand, he showed no fear, and there was a faint surge of lightning power around him.

Thor's tumultuous experience on Sakaar became a major turning point in his life, leading him to realize a crucial truth:

He is Thor, not the god of hammers.

He once relied too much on Mjolnir, believing it to be the source of his power, but neglected his own most essential power.

Mjolnir was merely a tool to draw out the lightning power within him, not the core of that power.

Thor, the God of Thunder of Asgard, was endowed with a unique mission and powerful talents from birth.

When he was born, his body contained powerful thunder laws, a power capable of shaking heaven and earth.

However, Odin was well aware of the power and danger of this force, and worried that young Thor's weak body would not be able to withstand the ravages and impacts of the lightning. So he placed several seals on him in an attempt to temporarily imprison this power and protect his safety.

At the same time, Odin carefully designed a series of difficult trials so that Thor could successfully control this power in the future.

From being banished to the mortal realm, experiencing the coldness and warmth of human relationships, to encountering various powerful enemies, he constantly grows in battle, and every hardship is a test from Odin.

The reason for entrusting Mjolnir to him was that he hoped Mjolnir could help him gradually become familiar with and control the power of lightning within his body.

However, things didn't go as planned.

Thor's excessive love and dependence on Mjolnir prevented him from recognizing the true power within him for a long time.

He regarded Mjolnir as a symbol of power, tightly binding his abilities to the hammer, but neglecting the powerful force flowing in his own blood.

After Mjolnir was crushed by Hela, he became a gladiator on Sakaar.

Thor began to truly unlock the power hidden within him.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

A hint of surprise flashed in Hela's eyes. She never expected that her younger brother, who once only knew how to rely on Mjolnir's power, could undergo such a dramatic change in such a short time.

[As expected of Odin's son, but still too green.]

Hela pondered to herself, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of her lips.

Just as Thor was trying to regain his footing and prepare to launch the next attack, Hela flashed forward like a ghost, closing in on Thor and kicking him hard in the chest.

This kick contained Hela's immense power, and Thor was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, sliding several meters on the ground before barely coming to a stop.

Hela did not stop there. Before Thor could get up, her blade flashed and she thrust it straight at Thor's right eye. This attack was swift and ruthless, intended to destroy one of Thor's eyes and completely crush his will to fight.

At the critical moment, a dazzling silver-white light suddenly shone, and a shield instantly appeared in front of Thor.

The shield shimmered with a mysterious and soft light, steadily blocking Hela's fierce attack.

"Hmm? The Law of Light."

Hela paused slightly, her gaze instantly shifting from Thor to Wes.

She keenly sensed that this powerful force of light originated from Wes.

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment Hela's gaze swept over him, Weiss swiftly formed hand seals.

Several chains that had been hidden in the shadows suddenly shot towards Hela like nimble snakes.

It weaves through the air at incredible speed, lunging at Hela in an attempt to restrain her and disrupt her attack rhythm.

Light and death, like two opposing poles in the universe, restrain each other, like day and night, forever in a subtle yet intense struggle.

In the clash between these two powerful forces, which one gains the upper hand often depends on the user's understanding and application of their principles.

Although Wess has embarked on the path of exploring the laws of light, his time with this profound law is still short, and his understanding and control of it remains at a relatively superficial level.

The chains controlled by Wes, imbued with the power of light, lunged at Hela with the speed and agility of serpents.

Seeing this, Hela curled her lips into a disdainful sneer, her eyes filled with contempt.

She calmly waved the scepter in her hand, and the gem at the top of the scepter, which emitted an eerie light, instantly unleashed a powerful force of death.

This force, like a dark torrent, surged towards the chains.

The moment the powers of light and death came into contact, a dazzling light and intense energy surge erupted. The chains, which had been shining brightly, quickly dimmed under the impact of the power of death.

(End of this chapter)