Sona's Extraordinary Life in Marvel

I always feel like I can’t write the feeling I want… I can’t control the description of emotions. I don’t know if it’s normal to write like this. I still have too little experience…

I feel sorry for Sona.

Volume 1: Chapter 143: House Arrest

The cursed warrior would not be unfamiliar with the scarlet substance surrounding him, but he had never seen anyone other than the leader wield this weapon.

He felt angry, but it was different from the roar during the battle. He felt that Sona had desecrated the weapons belonging to the dark elves, which was a provocation to his beliefs!

Kill her!

The cursed warrior charged forward with his fist. Even though he only knew simple moves like "smash, hammer, and bump", his extreme strength meant that he didn't need to think about how to use the skills. All his actions were based on the instinct of a beast.

Buzz――――

This punch seemed to hit a giant chime, making a deep sound, and the sound waves were taking shape.

After the ether particles were fully activated, the cursed warriors were unable to break its defense!

Enraged and mad, the cursed warrior punched the ether particles blocking Sona again and again, his punch speed comparable to that of Ora Ora.

"enough!"

Along with an angry voice, Sona burst out with a strong momentum, directly knocking the cursed warrior back several meters. Then the ether particles transformed into a scarlet spear and hit the cursed warrior's heart directly.

The spear pierced through the cursed warrior's body at an extremely fast speed, nailing him to the ground, but he did not die immediately. Just like Frigga's dagger could not kill him, ordinary physical damage could not kill the dark elf's cursed warrior.

Seeing that the cursed warrior was still struggling to pull out the spear, Sona quickly stepped forward and strangled his neck. It was her big hand that was conjured up by ether particles. Otherwise, with her own hands, she might not be able to even hold the cursed warrior's wrist.

The contraction of the ether particles would make the cursed warrior feel pain, but he still stared at Sona with a violent look, as if shouting, "That's it?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Sona didn't say anything, everything was transmitted directly to the cursed warrior's brain.

"Death will be a mercy to you."

Sona lifted the cursed warrior into the air with her right hand, pointed into the air with her left hand, and opened a portal.

Unlike the previous golden circles, the fireworks of this portal are the same color as the ether particles. The scene on the other side of the portal is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle and their sanity value drop sharply.

The Crimson Universe of Cytorak, one of the few forbidden magics of Kamar-Taj.

Inside are some indescribable Cthulhu creatures, most of which have octopus tentacles.

Over there is a plane similar to the dark latitude, perhaps a little smaller, but still a forbidden area. It is a matter of luck for a magician to be able to borrow the scarlet tentacles from there.

Under Sona's control, the ether particles penetrated into the body of the cursed warrior, distorting his reality. As long as his body felt pain and damage, it would begin to heal itself.

This is definitely a curse more vicious than immortality.

Sona showed no mercy and threw the cursed warrior into the plane of the crimson universe. Then she immediately closed the portal and cut off the tentacles that tried to come through the portal.

The effect of Sona's added ether particles can last at least a hundred years.

She has regained some consciousness, but is still in an emotionally unstable state.

Sona tried to use ether particles to modify the reality of Frigga's death, but it was useless. Even if she was resurrected, it was just a mirage, creating an illusion for herself.

The only way to reverse death is to seize the power of death.

Or use necromancy to call back the souls of the dead, as the legend of the Shadow Isles says.

Sona would never try such an inhumane practice, and Frigga would not want to face others as a ghost.

After all, I am too weak.

The scene of Frigga's death flashed through his mind again. Frigga was still worried about her own safety when she was dying.

This tenderness made Sona feel as if her heart was being cut by a knife. Her floating body fell to the ground. She knelt on the ground, covering her face and crying.

Sona has trouble staying strong in the face of death.

Malesky was the first to arrive, as the large number of dark elf soldiers held back Odin and Thor.

He could feel the ether particles being there.

With his eyes fixed on Sona's back, Malesky couldn't help but look suspicious.

A...little girl?

She may be less than one thousandth of Malesky's age, but she has activated the ether particles.

This is simply appalling.

But no matter what, the ether particles belong to the dark elves, and Maleski does not think that bullying the weak is shameful.

Drawing a scimitar from his back, the Dark Elf King approached Sona quietly.

Although he was a dark elf, Maleski's cheeks were as white as jade, and his walking posture was more like that of a nobleman than a warrior.

The next person to arrive was Thor, who continued to violently smash through the floors and headed down.

The scene, which was already full of traces of battle, became even more chaotic, with smoke and dust everywhere.

Thor's eyes swept across the scene, seeing the Queen Mother lying on the ground, Sona crying, and Malesky holding a knife.

These information instantly formed the cause, process and result of the story in his mind, and Thor's anger level instantly soared to the extreme.

Thunder surged, and Mjolnir seemed to sense his master's anger, emitting an unsettling aura.

Thor raised his hammer high and roared, and silver-white thunder roared out and hit Malesky directly in the face.

The smooth and delicate skin was instantly carbonized and turned into a burnt carbon color, directly turning Malesky into Marvel's Two-Face.

The pain caused by the burning sensation made Malesky grit his teeth. He knew that he could not defeat the mad Asgardian in front of him, so he immediately decided to escape.

After remotely calling for a blade spaceship, crashing through the wall, and withstanding Thor's hammer, Malesky fled the scene in a panic. All the spaceships also left Asgard using teleportation devices.

At this moment, Odin finally arrived, holding the Spear of Eternity, his steps slowed down, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

It was as if an invisible fate was controlling everything, and the result did not change due to the difference in time and space, and the butterfly's wings seemed not big enough.

Frigga's final expression was very peaceful, without fear or pain, as if she had fallen asleep.

Odin's reaction was not as violent as Thor's due to his long-term mentality, but the King of Gods was not a cold machine. It was just that no one could feel his sadness.

Odin bent down, held Frigga's still warm body with one hand, and gently stroked her face with the other hand. He leaned his face on Frigga's forehead, as if telling her the last words.

Odin's wife, who had been with him for thousands of years, left him completely today.

"sorry."

After all, Frigga died to save herself. Looking at Odin like this, Sona felt even more guilty.

"Someone, lock her up." Odin's tone had lost its former momentum, and like an old man in his twilight years, no one knew why he did this.

Sona did not resist and allowed the Asgard soldiers to shackle her.

"Lock her up in the tower," Odin said again.

Fortunately, I was not treated like a prisoner. Being locked up in a tower was at most house arrest.

(I just found out that Sona's voice pack has been changed. Her voice is younger, more like a twenty-year-old, but not as ethereal as before. It's like she changed from a fairy to a young girl. It's okay. Her personality and tone haven't changed much either, but she may be more sarcastic and her words are quite offensive.)

(There is also an official novel about Sona, the quality of which is much higher than mine, but I read it. The final dance in it is a bit more violent than I thought, and it is about twisting other people's muscles directly, which is pretty good.)

Volume 1: Chapter 144 Thor's Plan

Asgard is unusually heavy today.

Aliens invaded, dungeon rioted, and the Queen of Gods fell.

It seemed as if all the big things that could happen happened yesterday.

On the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, the people of Asgard gathered together solemnly. They were holding a traditional funeral.

The dead are placed on a small boat, which is then carried to distant places by the waves of the Asgard Sea. Finally, the flame of the Eternal Fire is attached to the boat so that the souls of the deceased can adorn the vast starry sky.

Frigga is very beautiful today. Even though the years have left traces on her face, it still cannot conceal her beauty.

Wearing a long dress and surrounded by flowers.

She wears decorations on her head and has long eyelashes with drooping curtains.

It’s a pity that the deceased will never return to the world in such a beautiful manner.

Odin reluctantly pushed the boat into the distance. When he reached the farthest point within his sight, he pulled the bowstring and the arrow was ignited with the flame of the eternal fire.

The arrow landed on the boat in a graceful arc. In addition to Odin, many others shot flaming arrows, which landed on the boats of people they cared about.

They are all Asgard heroes who died in this attack. May their souls shine in the sky.

In Asgard's prayers, countless souls turned into starlight, making the night sky brighter.

Sona was watching everything alone from a high tower far away, looking lonely.

Like Asgard, Ionia has a tradition of honoring the dead.

When the soul flower blooms, the soul returns to the world.

Sona had only experienced the Soul Blossom Festival once, when she was very young and still in an orphanage.

Many children were sent to the orphanage because they lost their parents in the war, so many souls found themselves in the orphanage during the Soul Blooming Festival.

It’s a pity that Sona didn’t wait for her biological parents, they might still be alive.

After that, the spirit flower never bloomed again, because the virgin soil was stained with the blood of sin, and no grass grew wherever the Noxian army went.

The seeds of the blooming spirit flower are a type of magic that Sona has learned.

There was a new potted plant on the windowsill, in which were planted the seeds of the blooming spiritual flower.

The soul-blooming flowers will not bloom alone. Even if they are at a distance, all the soul-blooming flowers will bloom at the same time, and they will always bloom on a large scale. They will not bloom for a single soul.

Sona planted a flower for Frigga just as a thought, not hoping that it would bloom one day.

After all, that requires planting a lot of spiritual flowers.

Sona doesn't want to lose anyone again, even one person.

Watching Frigga's soul return to the sky, Sona stared at the stars for a while, then sat back on the bed, leaning against the wall, curled up into a ball, and buried her head in her knees.

Maybe it was because I would bring disaster that I was abandoned in the welfare home...

The light in Sona's eyes dimmed a little.

The flickering candlelight was extinguished by the ether particles, and the only light in the room was the starlight coming through the window.

To become stronger... and protect everyone...

……

Thor found Odin the next day to discuss the matter of the dark elves.

The answer was simple.

Then hit!

Odin did not appear to have an extreme reaction, but he had already been blinded by the rage for revenge. Both Frigga and Asgard were the Achilles' heel of the King of Gods.

If the dark elves dare to touch it, they will have to pay a terrible price!

But Asgard is no longer the divine realm that unified the nine realms. Now Asgard has no Valkyrie Legion, no God-King Guard, and its military strength is even less than that of some ordinary civilized planets. It is no match for the Dark Elves at all.

The world-weary smile is like a big skirt, just like an umbrella and ride on it.

Thor knew all this better than Odin, and he didn't want Odin to lead Asgard's army into a bloody battle.

"We can bring the Aether to the dark world, and kill Malesky in one fell swoop when he is off guard after absorbing the Aether!" Thor rarely thought of winning by wisdom. It seems that this incident has made him grow a lot.

"You are going to hand over such a dangerous weapon to our enemies? Nonsense!" Odin scolded, "What if you fail? Then not only Asgard, but the entire universe will fall into darkness."

"Malesky can sense the location of the ether particles. He will come to Asgard sooner or later!"

Thor ultimately failed to convince Odin, and Asgard went straight into a state of war readiness.

Thor couldn't let this happen, he already had a plan in mind...

Late at night, in the alleys of Asgard.

Several hooded men in black hurried into a room.

Thor, Fandral, Hogun, Sif, Volstagg.

Thor and the Four Warriors of Asgard, the pride of Asgard.

And now they are plotting how to rebel here.

The Rainbow Bridge has been sealed, and now only one person knows how to leave Asgard.