Chapter 817 This is Prince Thor, everyone applauds
Russell told the truth, but Thor didn't believe it and insisted that he had no sister.
Thor is not stupid. If Hela is really his sister, being expelled and expelled by Odin must have committed an unforgivable felony.
As for criminals who were born into the royal family, they would either be secretly executed and declared to have died suddenly of illness, or they would be permanently exiled and imprisoned in a remote and cold place. There was no reason to leave them to Russell's care.
Although Russell is the Supreme Mage, he is an outsider after all, and he has nothing to do with the internal affairs of the Asgardian royal family.
It was a lie that had no beginning and no end. It was false as soon as it was heard. Thor refused to believe it.
Thor didn't believe it, and Russell didn't force it. He said enthusiastically: "For the next period of time, you can practice peacefully in this arena. There are many masters with superb martial arts here. They can help you hone your will until you awaken the power in your body.
"
Thor nodded repeatedly, he liked fighting the most, but then he thought about it and said dejectedly: "I really want to compete with them, but my father has deprived me of my power. With my current strength, I will fight them head-on.
I can't do this to desecrate their honor as warriors."
"We don't mind!"
Shikodi blurted out, and one could tell from her conscience that her words were sincere.
"Um!?"
Russell raised his eyes and stared at him. Shikodi's face immediately turned pale, and he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
Sure enough, the fierce thing has no brains, and it is not afraid of surprising the prince's chariot!
What should I do if I get scared away?
Russell thought so, hugged Thor's shoulders, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, since I dare to bring you to the arena, I will have a way to help you regain your strength, otherwise you will be killed and tortured for no reason. I am that
Do you want to breed people?"
"May I!?"
Thor's face was filled with joy, and he hugged Russell's shoulders and said gratefully: "I knew that you must have a way. I believe in you. Help me regain my strength quickly."
"Simple!"
Russell smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted Thor's back, and an invisible force dispelled the seal Odin had placed on Thor.
On Earth, he couldn't do this, but in the dark dimension, Odin's seal wouldn't work.
Not to mention Russell, Urd, who has management authority, can also do it easily.
The disappeared power returned to his body. Thor clenched his hands into fists, feeling the power surge between his fingers. No matter how powerful the enemy was, he could easily defeat it.
The illusion of suddenly gaining strength!
Thor took two deep breaths, suppressed the joy on his face, and looked at Russell differently.
To easily remove the seal imposed by Odin, in Thor's impression, no one has ever been able to do this. He felt that he was worthy of being the Supreme Mage, he was really powerful.
"Thor, why don't you try your hammer?"
"No..."
Looking at Thor's hammer handed over by Russell, Thor gritted his teeth and refused, saying firmly: "You are right, the hammer is just a prop. If I continue to rely on it, I will never become a real Thor."
"You know better!"
Russell said in praise, but he didn't see any movement. He suddenly disappeared with Thor, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the center of the arena.
"Dear ladies... warriors!"
Russell turned Mjolnir into a microphone and raised it with one hand. The arena full of domestic garbage took on a new look. The Valkyries who were kneeling on the ground were lifted up by invisible forces and sat quietly in the audience.
One of them was different. Hela was lying on her stomach and one shoe was missing.
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"Let me introduce you. This is Thor Odinson, the prince from Asgard and the famous God of Thunder."
Russell patted Thor on the back and handed him the microphone. He immediately stepped forward and circled the audience, showing a simple and honest smile.
"Dear Valkyrie, I am Thor Odinson, from Asgard!"
"I was very excited to learn that you are the lost Valkyrie Legion. You may not believe it when I tell you. My dream since childhood was to become a Valkyrie, until I found out that you are all women..."
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Thor realized that he might have said the wrong thing and hurriedly added: "Of course, there is nothing wrong with them being women. I don't mean to discriminate against women. In fact, I like women, very much..."
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"Well, I mean, it's not a vulgar and obscene kind of liking, but a respectful liking. I think it's really cool to have an army of all-female elites... That's it."
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There was silence in the auditorium. More than a thousand Valkyries stared at Thor, which made his heart skip a beat, and the hairs all over his body suddenly felt like something was wrong.
"Russell, is there any misunderstanding here? Are they really the Valkyrie Legion? Why are they not happy to see me at all?"
Thor was very puzzled. Although the Valkyrie Legion no longer served the Asgardian royal family, they were Asgardians after all. Facing a kind and friendly prince, not to mention screaming, at least two people fainted.
The applause was like thunder, and he must have been praised as very handsome.
What's going on with this expressionless face and the solemn atmosphere like a memorial service?
"Thor, be patient, I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Russell smiled, calmed the restless prince, and said to the Valkyries who came to visit the grave: "Warriors, today is a memorable day. Prince Thor was very sad when he learned that there was an army of Valkyries living outside.
Huai, I deliberately lowered my profile to come here to meet you all, by the way..."
When Thor heard this, his spirit was lifted. He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, revealing his lamentable beard.
He tried his best to show his handsome and unrestrained side, and at the same time secretly gave Russell a thumbs up.
Honesty!
Thor liked Russell's opening remarks. He not only concealed the fact that he was exiled, but also flattered him in various ways. His image as a kind and friendly prince was instantly established.
"Prince Thor is here. In addition to condolences to the wandering Valkyrie Legion, he also plans to study here for a period of time."
Russell waved his hand and stirred up the atmosphere with fierce words: "You heard me right, in the spirit of repaying a grudge... ahem, in line with the principle of fair and just competition, everyone who registers on the spot can enjoy one-on-one with Prince Thor.
Selected royal-level treatment..."
"Oh oh oh----"
"Long live my Lord!!"
"I want to sign up!"
"Everyone, get out of my way. I want to be the first to attack. I want to beat him to death!"
Russell's words after that could not be heard clearly. When the ladies heard the words "Repay a grievance", the crowd became excited. More than a thousand pairs of eyes lit up, and they jumped up one by one, eager to participate in the competition. The atmosphere was so warm that Thor
Smile brightly.
Sure enough, he is still very popular!
"Russell, thank you!"
Thor said sincerely that he loved the arena in front of him.
"You're welcome, we are old friends. Although the first meeting was not very pleasant, I not only beat you, but also snatched your hammer, and even took you and Loki for ransom..."
"Cough cough cough!"
Thor coughed, grabbed the microphone from Russell's hand, and whispered: "Don't mention the past, I have forgotten it, just let those unpleasant memories pass."
"It's good to forget! It's good to forget!"
Russell patted Thor on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Seeing how generous you are, I feel relieved. God Odin did not see the wrong person. You are tolerant of others and forgiving of yourself. You really have the appearance of a king."
"Really? Hehe, I feel like I'm still a little behind."
Thor scratched his head, feeling embarrassed to be praised by Russell, and his face straightened: "When will the competition start? I can't wait."
"Since you strongly requested it, I will make arrangements for you now."
Russell took the microphone back from Thor, transformed into Thor's hammer, and threw it high into the air, freezing it above the arena.
He said to Thor seriously: "The next battle may be fierce and cruel. I hope you are prepared."
"Don't worry, I'm ready!"
To regain his strength, Thor is not afraid of any challenge, and the purpose of his coming here is to exercise. Only strong external pressure can enable him to synchronize the power of the God of Thunder in his body faster.
Intense? Cruel?
That's great!
Thor gets what he wants. The stronger and more cruel his opponent is, the happier he is!
"Russell, I just saw someone was killed when they were fighting. Does that matter?"
Thor was a little worried, fearing that he would use too much force and cause someone to be injured. After all, it was the Valkyrie Legion that he admired, and he didn't want an accident to happen and make everyone unhappy.
Russell waved his hand and explained: "It doesn't matter. This arena is protected by magic. All deaths and injuries can be reversed. Even if you are cut into pieces, you will not die."
"So that's it. Let me just say, although we Asgardians like to fight, we cannot kill our companions."
Thor felt relieved. If this was the case, it meant that he could go all out next. Otherwise, he would be looking down on the Valkyrie opposite him and disrespecting the sacred battle.
"Thor!"
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Russell's solemn expression, Thor couldn't help but swallowed, feeling strange.
"Thor's hammer is in the sky. If you can't beat it, you can use it." The silly Hammer God still hasn't understood the truth. Russell couldn't bear it and reminded him kindly.
"Hahaha, how is that possible?"
Thor put his hands on his hips and laughed boldly: "Man, are you looking down on me? I said I don't need Thor's hammer, and I will never use it. I am Thor, the god of thunder, and I am no longer the god of hammers.
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"It's best if you think so. I wish you good luck."
"You too, and...thank you for your arrangement today, I like it very much."
"Um!"
Russell teleported to the auditorium and handed over the arena to more than a thousand Valkyries with red eyes. Judging from their murderous looks, they obviously mistook Thor for Odin.
After all, it was more than 1,500 years of grievances, and Hela alone was obviously not enough for them to vent their grievances.
Moreover, Hela is a woman, and she is also imprisoned in the hell dimension like them. They are all plotted by Odin. She is a woman who laughs at fifty steps and does not have a strong sense of substitution in revenge.
Thor is different!
With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and flowing blond hair, he looks like a younger version of Odin, and it must be super pleasurable to fight.
"My lord!"
Urd suddenly appeared next to Russell, his eyes were blazing, and he was choked for words. He wanted to speak but didn't know how to speak.
"Uld, do you have any ideas?"
"I……"
"It's normal to have thoughts, don't suppress them."
Russell smiled lightly: "Don't look at me, opportunities are rare, just do what you want to do."
"I see……"
Urd's head dropped: "My lord, thank you for your arrangement. Everyone likes it very much."
"You're overthinking it. I'm not thinking about you. I just think it's fun."