Chapter 1165 The Old Father's Good Intentions, We Were Not Familiar with Him

Sakaar Arena.

On a brightly lit night, the arena, the size of several football fields, was packed with spectators, and cheers resounded everywhere.

Aaron, along with Wanda and Daisy, sat in the top-floor box, watching the warm-up match below with great interest.

Duels between warriors of different races, duels between warriors and high-capture-level beasts, and duels between beasts themselves, one after another.

The brutal, bloody duel, with its visceral punches, heightened the already intense atmosphere at the scene.

Even after the warm-up matches ended and the staff came out to clean the floor, the stands remained bustling with noise, because the next match was the final one, the championship battle that everyone was looking forward to.

"How about that? Never seen anything like it before, have you?"

“Never seen it.” Daisy shook her head, somewhat awkwardly taking the glass from a waiter. “I’m just an ordinary Midgardian, I’ve never even watched a major ball game.”

"This is much more exciting than a ball game," Wanda said, trying to sound calm. "An ordinary person would probably have psychological trauma."

Fortunately, we've weathered many storms and can withstand it.

There must be tens of thousands of people here, right?

"More than 100,000 people."

Sakaar's biggest entertainment program is still very attractive.

“I can tell, but do we really need to change into these clothes?” Daisy pointed to her crimson gown, its skirt as vibrant as a blooming flame. “This is the first time I’ve ever worn something like this, and I’m not used to it.”

“I’m not quite used to it either.” Wanda was wearing a silver-blue long dress that shimmered with a faint silver light, making her seem like moonlight flowing as she moved. “Although it’s really beautiful, in this kind of occasion… how should I put it? It feels a bit out of place.”

Aaron shrugged and pointed to his elegant dark blue robe. "When you're out in the world, you give yourself your identity."

On this planet, in this private room, the more elegantly you dress, the more respect you will receive.

If you're dressed in burlap like everyone else, then we'll have to find somewhere else.

"In addition, the clothes you are wearing were specially made by the most skilled tailor in the entire universe."

Including materials, the value exceeds eight figures.

"Dao Le?" Daisy asked, somewhat surprised.

"Cosmic currency," Aaron said, both amused and exasperated. "If my information is correct, the clothes you two are wearing could buy several Thors."

Wanda and Daisy exchanged bewildered glances; the outfit was far more extravagant than they had ever imagined.

"Get used to it as soon as possible!" Aaron said, looking at the two of them with amusement. "You are the mistresses of my divine kingdom, and you need to slowly understand what it means to be noble."

"It feels like Cinderella suddenly becoming a princess," Daisy said with a sheepish laugh. "Is something I can learn?"

“I can learn it.” Wanda nodded somewhat helplessly. “It just takes some time, but time is the last thing we have.”

How can you be so confident?

"Because I lived with the eldest princess of Asgard for several years."

Hela was a princess in every sense of the word, no, she should be called Her Majesty the Queen now.

Daisy: ......

Swish!

A massive projection appeared in the center of the arena, and a flamboyantly dressed grandmaster smiled at the countless spectators. "Look at you all, what a wonderful performance, what a beautiful night! Are you happy?"

"I am your host. Please give another round of enthusiastic applause to the challengers who died in today's warm-up match."

They were brilliant, unparalleled, and their spirit is admirable.

"A wonderful performance, a beautiful night."

Like me, everyone found the trip worthwhile.

"Now, enough chit-chat, let's get to the main event."

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience's passion was ignited, and the cheers became even more enthusiastic.

“Thor is about to enter the fray,” Aaron said with a meaningful smile. “His opponent is very strong, and you probably can’t imagine who it is.”

"Won't he get beaten to death?" Wanda asked with some concern.

“No, but he’ll definitely get a beating,” Aaron said confidently. “Thor’s hammer has some problems. Without Mjolnir, Thor might not be able to beat him.”

"His hammer?" Daisy raised an eyebrow in surprise. "What happened to Mjolnir?"

“I’m not sure either, but I’m certain that Thor can’t summon it right now, otherwise he wouldn’t be in this arena.”

"Although this is his first appearance, he has great potential and some special moves," the Grandmaster continued, as a gate in the arena slowly opened. "I won't say any more; you can judge for yourselves."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome... Thunder King."

Watch out for his fingers, they might spark.

"Thunder King?" Daisy's lips twitched. "Isn't it Thor?"

"On this planet, the Asgardian prince's status is insignificant, so there is naturally no Thor."

Thor walked slowly into the arena, his face painted red, holding a shield in his left hand, a small club in his right, and two swords strapped to his back.

"Tsk!" Aaron curled his lip. "Look at his neck, there's a stun gun there."

"For the mighty God of Thor to be subdued by such a trivial thing is utterly ridiculous!"

"What happened to his hair?" Daisy asked, somewhat surprised.

"Obviously, it was cut off." Loki's voice came from behind. "That old man's skills were amazing. Thor watched as his long hair fell to the ground in clumps, and the sounds of him begging and wailing gave me goosebumps."

But... was it too satisfying? Thor's love for his hair was second only to his hammer.

“How did you get here?” Wanda asked.

Why can't I be here?

I still hold some status on Sakaar, and I'd say I'm a guest of honor of the Grandmasters!

"But what about you lot? What are you doing here?"

"us..."

"On a whim." Daisy was about to speak when Aaron interrupted her, "I was getting a little bored on Earth, so I brought them here to broaden their horizons."

“Since you’re doing so well here, why don’t you help Saul?” Daisy asked, puzzled. “He’s your brother after all.”

“I visited him in prison and offered to help him, but he refused.”

Our sister killed Odin, crushed his hammer, and seized the throne of Asgard; she sought revenge...

In short, my help conflicted somewhat with his plans.

"Wait, wait a minute," Aaron interrupted hastily, "What did you just say?"

Hela killed Odin and crushed Thor's hammer?

Loki shrugged noncommittally. "She's too powerful. She could easily defeat us with just one hand."

“No wonder Thor couldn’t summon his hammer; it turns out his hammer is gone,” Aaron said with a wry smile. “I never imagined Hela would actually kill Odin.”

“I can understand,” Daisy sighed. “After all, Odin imprisoned her for so many years.”

No, you misunderstood me.

I mean, how could Hela possibly kill Odin!

The power of the Asgardian gods increases with the passage of time; Odin was at his most powerful in the moments before his death, easily suppressing Hela once more.

"You mean there's something fishy about Odin's death?" Wanda asked.

“Unless Odin does it willingly, no one in this universe can kill him.” Aaron said, then suddenly thought of something, “Maybe it’s guilt!”

The old father's guilt towards his daughter led him to decide to die at her hands.

Wanda nodded. "That's the only explanation."

"But if Thor sees the joke, it will go too far."

Thor is stubborn; he'll definitely go after Hela for revenge.

"He can't beat him."

“Yes! He…” Aaron paused, then turned to look at Thor in the arena, his expression becoming incredibly complex. “Odin wouldn’t have done that on purpose, would he?”

"What did you say? What do you mean by 'on purpose'?"

"If Odin really wanted to die at Hela's hands, he would have had a thousand ways to keep Thor from knowing, but Thor just happened to see Hela kill Odin."

Whatever the truth is, Thor will seek revenge.

But without Thor's hammer, it would be impossible for him to challenge Hela.

Unless... unless the true Thor power within him is activated, there is only a sliver of a chance.

"And combat is the fastest way to activate Thor's power."

Thor has accumulated divine power for over a thousand years; all he lacks is an opportunity to unleash it.

And this arena might be Odin's final arrangement for him.

Upon hearing this, Wanda and Daisy exchanged bewildered glances.

They're too inexperienced; these old fogies really know how to play the game!

“Wait, I have a question.” Wanda suddenly remembered something. “Even if Thor awakens the power of the God of Thunder, he still shouldn’t be a match for Hela!”

Be more confident and drop the word "should".

He needs to accumulate divine power for at least another thousand years to defeat Hela.

Besides, the battlefield cannot be in Asgard, where she would have an endless supply of divine power.

Most importantly, Hela will not refine the Underworld; she can become the ruler of dimensions at any time. When that happens, even if Odin is resurrected, he will be powerless against her.

You can beat them, but you can't kill them, you can't suppress them... This kind of opponent isn't scary, but they're disgusting. The last one to be bullied like this was Dormammu.

"I don't quite understand, what's the point of doing this?" Daisy asked, puzzled. "Thor can't beat Hela, and even a stronger Thor can't beat Hela."

"I don't know what Odin is planning. These old-fashioned Godfathers are all thick-skinned and ruthless. Their thoughts cannot be judged by common sense."

“Yes, that’s absolutely right.” Loki gave Aaron a thumbs up, his face full of admiration. “I thought it was too much of a coincidence back then, but now it seems it was all part of Father’s plan.”

"Alright, come on!" The Grandmaster rubbed his hands together excitedly. "Let's get ready to welcome this guy, he's here."

boom! boom! boom!

Green fireworks burst above the arena, and at the same time the ground trembled slightly, as if a ferocious beast was approaching.

"What should we say about this guy?"

He's special, unique, and I feel a special connection with him.

As Thor looked at the slowly opening gate, he couldn't help but feel a little pressure.

Now that he has lost Thor's hammer, his combat power has been greatly reduced, so he has to be more cautious.

Thor took a deep breath, then put on his helmet and assumed a fighting stance.

"He has never lost; he is on a winning streak and is the defending champion."

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...the incredible...

Roar!

Before he could finish speaking, the heavy gate was smashed open as if it were made of paper.

Hulk appeared on the field wearing simple armor and wielding a giant axe and a warhammer.

"OMG!" Daisy's eyes widened in astonishment. "Are you kidding me? This is outrageous!"

"Hahaha!" Loki waved his arms excitedly. "That's amazing! I swear I've only ever seen this in my dreams."

“Aaron, this…” Wanda looked at him with some surprise, “Banner, no, Hulk, he’s the champion?”

"Don't worry." Aaron winked at him. "He knows what he's doing."

Thor stared blankly at Hulk, and after a brief moment of bewilderment came overwhelming joy. He never expected to run into an old friend on this planet.

"Great!" Thor's excited cheer drowned out the audience, leaving everyone bewildered.

"Hulk!"

Hulk raised his weapon high, basking in the cheers of the audience.

"Hey! We know each other." Thor waved excitedly to the Grandmaster who had returned to the private room. "He's my..."

Halfway through his sentence, Thor's expression froze, and he stared incredulously into the private room.

Through that glass, besides the Grandmaster and Loki, there were also Aaron, Daisy, and Wanda.

How did you end up on this planet?

"That's not important." Aaron grinned, then took out a video camera and placed it on the windowsill. "Go for it, prove you're the strongest Avenger."

"Do you know him?" the Grandmaster asked in surprise.

"Of course we..."

“We’re not familiar with him,” Aaron interrupted Daisy. “We’re not familiar with him.”

“We are friends,” Thor said.

“Uh…” Aaron rubbed his forehead speechlessly. “How should I put it? He and I both knew the same woman, and then he slept with her.”

hiss!

The Grandmaster gasped, then immediately understood. "Trust me, Mr. Slytherin, this match will not disappoint you."

Thor looked embarrassed and immediately turned to Daisy. "Daisy, you, you tell him we're friends, and Hulk and I are comrades-in-arms."

Click! Click!

Daisy blinked, noticing the wink Aaron gave her.

"The person he dated was my mentor, but they have already broken up."

I must emphasize that it was my advisor who dumped him.

"Understood, understood," the Grandmaster said with a smile. "I'll say it again, this match will be absolutely spectacular."

puff!

Thor felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest. He was the one who dumped her, or rather, they broke up amicably.

But somehow, he sounds like a scumbag who doesn't want to take responsibility.

"Wanda, you... never mind."

Thor gave up, feeling betrayed by the whole world.

But it doesn't matter, Hulk is here, and his friendship with Banner is unbreakable.

"You're too cruel," Loki said, suppressing a laugh.

“We’re at least better than you,” Daisy said irritably. “If Jane were here, she would definitely slap you.”

"Of course, of course, I have no doubt about it."

That woman is really capable of doing it.