Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

The moment the words fell, every Talokan person present heard the sound of their king's pride shattering.

Kur straightened up with satisfaction.

He raised his hand and gestured.

The sixth Heavenly Hammer—the Hammer of the Seabreaker—was rapidly aged and died by its original possessor. Ignoring the resistance of the water flow, the hammer fell precisely in front of Namor.

“Pick it up.”

Namor stared at the warhammer that exuded an ominous aura, his fingers trembling slightly in the seawater.

He knew that once he grasped this hammer, he would go from being the king of Talokan to being Kur's dog!

But he had no choice.

He had no choice but to reach out and pick up the warhammer.

hum!

The instant his fingers touched the hammer handle, a chilling, dark power surged into his body.

Necod was transferred into his body, but instead of directly taking away his consciousness, he was given a certain degree of autonomy, much like the original sin.

Original Sin watched all this unfold, a confident smile playing on his lips:

“Now,” she stepped forward and said to Namor, “it’s time for Talokan to declare war on the land.”

Namor raised his head and looked at the human woman, the hatred in his eyes almost tangible.

"what do you want to do?"

“It’s very simple.” Original Sin stretched out a finger and pointed to the sky above, which was blocked by ten thousand meters of seawater.

"Take your troops up there."

"At the fastest speed, let the seawater directly flood the coast of North Africa and all coastal countries of the European continent."

Namor looked at this woman who was willing to be a dog of the gods and could slaughter her own kind at will for power. His eyes were filled with anger, but he was helpless.

Looking at the subjects still kneeling on the ground inside and outside the palace, I could feel the fear and despair emanating from them.

Namo clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly.

Finally, he could only look at his army and say:

"Warriors of Talokan!"

"Follow me into battle!"

Namo led his people back to land from the sea.

At the same time, Peter also successfully arrived in Asgard using the Destiny's space jump capability and met Heimdall, the Guardian!

Chapter 350 Cruel Prophecy, Frigga's Assistance

"The Rainbow Bridge is now completely closed. Asgard does not accept any outsiders."

Despite the aura Peter exuded that made Heimdall feel a sense of unease.

But Heimdall still gritted his teeth and delivered his lines.

Peter looked at the flashy-looking, burly black man, too lazy to fight him. He simply smiled, took a step to the side, revealing Sif behind him, and asked with a smile:

"Not even our own people from Asgard?"

“Heimdall,” Sif couldn’t help but step forward, speaking with some excitement.

“The situation is urgent, and I need to see the Father of the Gods.”

After a two-second silence, Heimdall finally revealed the truth:

"The Father of the Gods has fallen into a deep sleep once again, and now the Queen of Gods, Frigg, is in power."

"Then let me go see Her Majesty the Heavenly Empress!"

Sif's voice was filled with urgency.

"Kur has broken free of the seal, and Earth is under attack from the Heavenly Hammer Venerable."

If Asgard continues to stand idly by, and Kur completely conquers Earth and regains his full power, he will be utterly powerless to stop it. You should know what that means.

Heimdall tightened his grip on the sword by half an inch.

He certainly knew what was happening on Earth, but the Queen's order was...

“Let them in, Heimdall. Peter is an ally chosen by the Allfathers, and I believe he will not pose a threat to Asgard.”

A gentle yet undeniable voice came from behind Heimdall.

Frigga appeared at the end of the passage, wearing a long gold dress, her face dignified yet weary.

The moment their eyes met, despite being extremely tired, he managed to force a smile at Peter:

"Long time no see, Peter."

Compared to Frigga's respect, Peter's behavior seemed somewhat rude:

"I'd rather hear a reasonable explanation than meaningless pleasantries."

"The Earth is being plunged into disaster because of your family affairs, but Asgard is turning a blind eye and even closing the Rainbow Bridge to become a coward!"

Upon hearing this merciless denigration, Heimdall's fingers, gripping the broadsword, tightened instinctively.

He was about to reprimand Peter for his rudeness when he heard a loud shout from behind him.

Hey, Peter!

A loud, energetic shout came from the direction of the palace.

Thor strode down the palace steps, his long golden hair flying in the wind, a simple and hearty smile on his face.

"My friend! What are you doing in Asgard! Does Sif want to go back to her parents' home?"

Thor rushed to Peter in three strides and reached out to give him a standard Asgardian bear hug.

But Peter shoved the guy far away with one hand, making him fall flat on his backside in a very embarrassing way.

"Damn it, what did you eat to grow up like this? Why is your physical strength so ridiculously strong!"

Despite losing face on his home turf, Sol showed no sign of anger.

It wasn't until he noticed that everyone present looked unwell that he belatedly realized something seemed amiss.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"You don't know?" Peter asked back.

Thor shook his head, looking bewildered.

Frigga sighed deeply and rubbed her temples in exasperation.

"Let's get to the palace first."

A moment later, in the royal banquet hall.

Frigga looked at the three young people in the room and slowly revealed the truth of what happened back then.

"Actually... your grandfather did not pass the throne directly to your father. Before your father became the Father of the Gods, the previous Father of the Gods was actually your uncle Kur."

"When he first became the God-King, he was considered an enlightened monarch, but later he became increasingly corrupt and only wanted to rule the Nine Realms through fear and war!"

“All living beings in the Nine Realms suffer terribly because of his existence. Your father chose to turn against his brother for the sake of peace in the Nine Realms and defeated him.”

"But just as your father was about to kill Kur... the World Tree stopped him and gave a prophecy."

Frigga's voice was soft, but it still sounded exceptionally clear in the empty hall.

"Only the Son of Thunder can end the great serpent forever when it breaks free of its shackles."

"But after the Son of Thunder kills the serpent, he too will fall to the serpent's venom nine steps later."

Thor stood there, stunned.

“Son of Thunder…” he murmured, repeating the phrase, “is he referring to…me?”

Frigga did not speak.

But the tears welling up in her eyes already gave the answer.

"Is this why you blocked the Rainbow Bridge?" Thor's voice suddenly rose.

Frigga instinctively avoided her son's gaze:

"Your father's last words before he fell into a deep sleep were—'No matter what, you must not go to Earth.'"

A complex and indescribable expression appeared on Thor's face.

Anger, shock, resentment, and then—those intense emotions gradually subsided, eventually transforming into a strange calm:

"So you'd rather watch people die one by one on Earth than let me fulfill my duty as a soldier?"

Frigga's tears finally fell:

“Loki is unable to win over the people and has disappeared without a trace. Your father is old and frail. Thor... you are the future of Asgard. The Nine Realms still need your protection.”

Saul opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. In the end, he could only look to Peter for help:

"You came here to take me into battle, right?"

Peter shook his head:

"I came here just to demand an explanation."

"The explanation is that Asgard will take responsibility for this!" Thor patted his chest.

“Sol!” Frigga’s voice became sterner than ever before.

But Saul was not afraid. He simply turned around and gave his mother a completely open and honest smile.

"Mother, if this is what fate has in store for me—"

He paused.

"Then I should accept it calmly."

"Only cowards choose to run away, but I am Thor Odinson."