2097 Beating Up Woman and Dog

Hela had no choice but to use the blade in her left hand that was stabbing at Thor to deflect the spear.

Bang!

Borrowing the impact from the collision, she retreated more than ten meters. Holding her blades at her sides, she stared at Luke, who was slowly walking out from behind Thor. "Who are you?"

"You can call me Knight." Luke slowly turned the spear in his hand and looked at Thor. "I'll play with her first. Do you have any objections?"

Thor was lost for words. If I did, would you listen?

Luke turned around and said, "You're not an ordinary person like me. You're the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers. How does the lack of a hammer have anything to do with the divine power in your body?"

Thor was stunned.

Luke slowly stepped forward. "If you can figure it out, you can fight her. If you can't, I'm sorry."

A mocking expression appeared in Hela's eyes. "It's useless. The only thing he can do is cry and beg under Odin's protection. Even with the divine power he has, he'll still lose miserably."

Holding the spear with both hands, Luke stood five meters away from her. "I see. Well then, since you're siblings, how about giving him a chance to beat you up? In any case, he can't win."

Hela smiled. "Our relationship as siblings isn't worth that opportunity."

Luke shook his head. "If it were Loki, it really wouldn't be worth it. After all, he's adopted, and you don't get anything from beating him up. However, Thor is Odin's son. I think you should try giving him a chance, and then personally crush his hopes."

"Not a bad proposal." Hela's eyes lit up.

At that moment, she was finally interested in Luke. She raised her chin and said, "If you remove your mask, I might think about it."

With a thought, the mask pulled back to reveal Bale's handsome face.

Looking at him carefully, Hela then nodded with a smile. "Your proposal is very interesting. I approve."

Pausing for a moment, she then said, "You're also an interesting person, so I'll give you a chance — follow me and become my subordinate. You'll have everything."

Luke also smiled.

That smile actually looked a little similar to Hela's.

She frowned. "What are you laughing at?"

Luke asked, "You said, everything?"

Hela's face turned cold. "As long as you follow my orders, you can have wealth, beautiful women, power, divine weapons, life and so on."

"If all you want me to do is attack the Nine Realms with you, forget it." Luke smiled. "If I wanted to do that, I can do it myself."

He stared at Hela like she was an idiot. "If that's the case, how about you become my dog? I, too, can obtain everything."

Hela was stunned. She hadn't expected the conversation to turn to her suddenly becoming a dog.

Her eyes flashed fiercely. "Then die!"

As soon as she said that, she swung her hands, and the two greenish-black blades turned into blurry shadows aimed at Luke's eyes and chest.

Luke turned his body and used the spear to knock the blades aside.

Hela was already in front of him by then, and the two blades lashed out at him once more like greenish-black vipers.

She was so strong that the swords were nothing more than daggers in her hand. This was a 'god.' Luke sighed helplessly.

In comparison, Thor's Mjölnir hammer required a little more skill because of its size.

The spear danced around as Luke spun and twisted this way and that.

Except for the fact that his feet barely left the ground, his every move was free and unrestrained.

The spear, which displayed only the basic thrust, sweep, and block functions in Thor's hands, seemed to come alive at that moment.

Caught off guard, Hela was struck three times in a row by Luke.

The first time was when Luke wanted to cut off one of her hands with the spear, but Hela, who had quick reflexes, turned and deflected the spear with her shoulder.

The other two were when the spear struck her hand and the end of the spear jabbed her in the abdomen.

However, although she was forced back, she wasn't too hurt. Her injured shoulder and even her armor recovered at a visible rate.

The only thing that was hurt was probably the Goddess of Death's pride.

She no longer looked like she had the situation under control. She could only brandish her swords even more quickly and fiercely, and fight to the death.

Luke, who prioritized safety above all else, maintained a steady and unperturbed attitude, and didn't give her a chance at all.

He wasn't here to risk his life. Only a lunatic would risk his life against Hela in Asgard.

Unless Asgard was completely destroyed, there was no possibility of Hela dying. Even Odin could only lock her up.

For now, Luke couldn't lock Hela up.

This lunatic, who was protected by the power of Asgard, had been cut open by the Gungnir spear, yet could completely recover in a minute.

It was basically impossible to knock her unconscious and put her in Space 2. It might be more realistic to think of a way to blow up Asgard.

If Luke could combine Elementary Cold Weapon Proficiency with Elementary Mimicry, which allowed him to observe other people's movements and habits in seconds, along with multiple physical abilities, he would definitely become stronger the more he fought.

The battle fell into an awkward situation.

Hela didn't have Thor's divine power of Thunder, and the blades full of the power of Death couldn't cut through the spear or hurt Luke.

Luke had stabbed and cut Hela several times, but the woman was still alive and kicking.

However, this would make it easier for the Asgardians to evacuate, so it didn't matter to him.

In fact, his clones were fighting Hela and her dog respectively at that moment.

Since it was very hard to kill this owner and pet, and the evacuation of the Asgardians hadn't reached a desperate point, Luke was actually only using part of his ability.

From this point of view, he was no weaker than Hela, although both parties still had a lot of trump cards that they had yet to use.

…

While the two parties were fighting, a figure quietly appeared in the palace and headed straight for the treasure vault.

There was a perturbed and conflicted expression on his face, but he still moved forward resolutely. Finally, he found something that looked like a rusty prong.

Picking it up, the person took a few steps forward, then saw a silver box out of the corner of his eye.

There were complicated magic runes on the silver box, and dark red light flowed around it like a living creature.

The person stopped again and mumbled, "Since that idiot wants to release Surtur, he definitely wouldn't want the Aether anymore, right?"

When he said that, he immediately felt that he had to preserve a bit of Asgard's 'legacy.'

Without the land that was Asgard, the people needed protection.

After sitting on the throne for so many years, Loki had feelings for these people.