I'm in Marvel, my wife is Godking Hela - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: The Stupid Child of Odin’s Family

Thor had been very annoyed lately. He had never felt this way before.

As the god of thunder in Norse mythology, the prince of Asgard. The first heir to the throne of the king of gods.

Thor was actually quite naïve. Being a sand sculpture was his style of painting.

But a series of recent events had made the young Thor turn his head.

He had lived for hundreds of years, and he had never been so sad.

First, Loki, his good brother who had accompanied him in love and hate for hundreds of years. His younger brother Loki was confirmed to be not from his parents.

More than that, Loki’s true identity was actually Asgard’s mortal enemy, the child of the King of Frost Giants.

Only in a previous battle, Loki was brought back to Asgard by Odin to raise him.

Forget it. Anyway, Thor felt that blood did not affect the relationship between himself and his brother Loki.

But Loki didn’t think so.

After learning that he did not have the blood of the Odin’s family, Loki went black directly.

He first took advantage of Odin’s sleep to seize the throne of the king and then sent the Destroyer armor to kill Thor.

In the end, the two brothers turned each other into enemies, and Loki fell into the abyss of the universe. His life or death became unknown.

My younger brother, who had been with me for hundreds of years, was gone. Thor was sad.

But what made Thor even more upset was that Odin suddenly told him that he still had an older sister.

His sister was Hela, Odin’s first child and the first heir of Asgard.

It’s just that Hela was raised by Odin and turned into a lunatic who only knew how to kill, so she was sealed by Odin.

But recently, Hela escaped from the seal, and her whereabouts were currently unknown.

The two things that happened one after another made Thor become a little absent-minded, and he even started to doubt life.

Even though Thor was standing in Odin’s Golden Palace at this time, he was still thinking about Loki and that plain, masked sister.

On the king’s throne, Odin was also thinking about Hela.

He was also annoyed right now, even more annoyed than Thor.

Loki usurped the throne, Odin knew about it. He also acquiesced to it.

But sending the Destroyer armor to the Midgard was not only a test of Thor. but also to find Hela’s trace.

Thor’s test turned out to be up to the standard, but Hela’s trail was not found.

This was also what Odin was worried about now.

Odin knew in his heart that Hela would definitely not forgive him because of what he had done before.

And Hela would return to Asgard sooner or later. And that time would definitely be a huge test for Asgard.

The best way was to re-seal Hella while Hela’s injury had not recovered.

The key to sealing Hela was to find the trace of Hela. Otherwise, if no one found her, would they seal a ghost?

Where was Hela? Who was so powerful that they hid her? Why couldn’t I even see a personal shadow?

Thinking of this, Odin sighed again, sadly.

But there was one thing Odin couldn be sure of, that was, Hela must still be in the Midgard.

Because Odin sealed Hela in the Midgard world back then.

But Midgard was so big, what could he do to find Hella?

At this time, Odin looked at Thor below.

“Maybe, it’s time to spread the glory of Asgard in the Midgard.”

Odin thought to himself.

By only relying on Asgard to find Hela was not enough. It was better to use humans in the Midgard world.

There were so many powerful people there. So they must be faster in finding Hela.

Odin, who had an idea in his heart, stopped hesitating and spoke slowly.

“Thor, my child, I have one thing. Can you help me do it?”

Odin’s voice awakened Thor, who was still thinking, and he reflexively looked at his father.

“what’s the matter?”

Thor asked in a naive way.

Odin’s imperceptible mouth twitched, and his heart was a little sad.

A man who was so cunning himself, and a woman who was so virtuous, Frigga. How could we give birth to such a naïve person?

Could it be that Hela inherited all of my excellent genes, which caused Thor’s stunted brain development?

He just thought so, but Odin didn’t say it straight.

“You have been to Midgard. What do you think of mortals?”

Odin asked Thor.

Thor thought about the mortals he had come into contact with in the Midgard (Earth). The one who impressed him the most was Jane Foster.

So he replied: “It’s very big, very white, very soft, and very kind in my heart.”

Thor realized something was wrong after he said it, but it was too late.

Odin’s face had already visibly darkened.

But holding back his anger, Odin continued: “Then I will let you go to the Midgard again, would you like it?”

“Really, there is such a good thing?”

Thor was pleasantly surprised. All the troubles he had just now disappeared.

Resisting the urge to kill Thor with a stick, Odin kept muttering: “This is my own blood. This is my own son.”

After finally suppressing the anger in his heart, Odin nodded.

“But I am not sending you to play, there is a mission.”

Odin said.

Thor nodded quickly. His girlfriend was not important, what was important was the task. He was willing to go to the earth to help his father to share his worries, not to hang out with his girlfriend.

“You will go to the Midgard this time, in the name of Asgard. Let those mortals help you to track down Hela’s whereabouts. Do you understand?”

Odin said his plan, still for Hela.

If this eldest daughter was not arranged sooner, he would never be able to relax.

Thor didn’t listen to this task carefully at all. He was full of his big, white, and soft girlfriend.

Knowing that Odin had finished speaking, Thor nodded quickly, for fear that Odin would regret it if he reacted a bit slower.

Odin was indeed regretful now, always feeling that Thor was not the right person for this task.

It would be great if Loki was here. Loki was much more cunning and reliable than Thor.

But in the end, Odin suppressed these thoughts and told Thor to go away.

One more look, his heart hurts more, this idiot.

After Thor left, Odin slowly stood up from the throne of the king. The only one left eye looked at the land of Asgard with nostalgia in his eyes.

“This is my Asgard, and it will always be my Asgard.”

Odin thought slowly.

As long as he didn’t want to retreat from the position of the king of gods, no one could be the king.

Whether it’s Hela or Thor, it was the same.

He could give the throne, but those children couldn’t take it.

Because this was his Asgard, the country he established and led to prosperity.

Many people might think that Odin was a very good old man, very kind in Thor III.

But few people knew that Odin was the most famous war lunatic in the universe when he was young.

The famous death goddess Hela was Odin’s most proud work.

But even for Hela, the blood on her hands was less than one-tenth of Odin’s.