Chapter 462 Return to Earth
Are you kidding!
The Ice War God Armor is his greatest asset. He uses the Ice Box, a top artifact that can freeze the planet, plus a large amount of Uru metal, as well as the dwarves' ingenious craftsmanship, and the Asgardian mage to enchant the runes. The runes have just been cast.
Give it to Hela as a betrothal gift?
You are so beautiful!
Money is for women to look at, not for women to spend!
"If you don't want to, forget it!" Black Superman stood up, stretched out, and said, "I still don't believe it. That old guy Deng really dared to leave me here and ignore me!"
Isn't that equivalent to being forcibly sealed here like Hela?
The old man should still be measured.
Otherwise, it would really anger Black Superman, and Asgard would have added another Heavenly Father-level enemy with unlimited potential, so why bother?
"Hey! You're a miser, you can't even part with this little thing, and you still want to pursue a woman?" Hela shouted.
"A good horse never turns back. If this one is gone, keep looking for it!" The Black Superman slightly tilted his body and rose up in the air, as if he was not bound by gravity. He said: "As long as the target can be changed, Come on, there is no sadness, only love!”
Hela, this woman, is really good at planning. It’s a pity that I won’t accept your tricks!
Are you the only one who deserves me to exchange for Ice Extreme War God Armor?
Not even the Elf Queen Galadriel!
Goodbye, bye, the next one will be better!
"hateful!"
Hela gritted her teeth. If she could deceive this guy's armor, she would definitely be stronger after wearing it. When the time comes, she would have a chance of winning in a decisive battle with the old ghost father Odin, but this guy didn't. Fooled...shit!
I am the eldest princess of Asgard. Is this a lot of money for sleeping with you?
From beginning to end, did I ever ask for a dime more!
Grass!
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In the vast expanse of space, a towering war fortress floats quietly, slowly rotating around the blue planet, the Earth.
The atmosphere in the laboratory inside the War Fortress was tense and busy.
"How is the situation? Can you determine the coordinates of Black Superman?" Apshar stood in front of the console, her eyes fixed on the data on the screen, her brows furrowed, she turned around and faced Dona Taylor and Helen Zhao asked.
Donatello sat in front of the computer, his fingers tapping the keyboard quickly. His face was full of concentration. While operating the computer, he replied: "We are already working hard, Apchar! But the Black Superman is in the distance." The earth is far away, and his communicator has abnormal interference. We are trying to decipher this interference..."
Helen Zhao said impatiently: "You don't understand anything. Instead of blindly urging us here, why not go get me a cup of coffee!"
"you!"
Apshar wanted to curse, and it was about Black Superman, but she decided to endure it and actually went to pour coffee for Helen Zhao.
A few days after Black Superman went to Asgard, the Watchmen Alliance received a request for help from Black Superman's communicator.
Black Superman has always known that he is not invincible, and may encounter plots and need help, so he had already asked Donatello and Zhao Helen to create a quantum communicator for him and receive his transmissions. When he wrote the letter, he used the coordinates provided by his communicator and used the teleportation device of the War Fortress to teleport him back to the War Fortress.
So after arriving in Niflheim, Black Superman sent a message, but never received a reply. He thought that the message for help was useless. In fact, it was useful, but because of the relationship between Niflheim and Earth. The distance between them and the interference of Odin's seal made it impossible for Donatello on the War Fortress to directly determine the coordinates of Black Superman and rescue him immediately.
Apshar brewed coffee for Helen Zhao and placed it in front of her.
Helen Zhao took the coffee, gently blew the heat away, and then took a sip. Her eyes were still fixed on the computer screen, which displayed complex tracking data and images.
"Didn't Black Superman go to help Asgard?" Apshar frowned, with confusion and anger in his voice: "Why is he still in danger and unable to return to Earth? Are those legends The frost giants in the movie are too powerful, or do Asgard and the others have some bad intentions?”
"If the Frost Giants really defeated Asgard, the earth would never be as peaceful as it is now!" A trace of worry flashed in Zhao Helen's eyes: "I'm afraid the problem lies with Asgard - even if it's just the process There was an accident, and Asgard should send someone to explain the situation, right?"
Asgard is the lord of the nine realms, including the earth. It is also the territory of Asgard in name. If Asgard really attacks Black Superman, how can they, who are members of the Watcher Alliance, compete with Asgard? What about a hard fight?
"Asgard..."
Apshar pondered, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in the end he could only say reluctantly: "It's a pity that we don't have the coordinates of Asgard..."
Whether it is dropping a nuclear bomb or a biochemical virus, you must first have the coordinates of Asgard so that the war fortress can transmit things there.
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Niflheim.
Black Superman was lying in a cave he dug using his thermal vision to watch the show. Suddenly, he found that his quantum communicator flashed.
——I have long been worried that I would be trapped on another Earth, so there are countless things to eat, drink and play in Black Superman's phagocytosis capsule and in the portable items made of Pym particles.
"Huh?"
Black Superman was surprised: "This thing is not invalid?"
It's just that the quantum communicator flashed for a while and then there was no movement again.
"Hmm..." Black Superman frowned and whispered to himself: "So it's that I can't contact Donatello and the others for the time being, not that it's useless... Apshar and Donatello should be busy frantically restoring communication now."
A confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I don't need to pay attention to the nonsense of that old bitch, I can go back to Earth by myself!"
"Haha!"
"Boom-!!!"
The originally quiet cave suddenly shook violently, as if the whole earth was shaking, and gravel and dust fell from the top of the cave.
"Will there be earthquakes in this land of the dead?" Black Superman ran out in confusion, only to find that it was Hela who was bombing the mountains with her Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.
Beams of light fell from the sky like sharp swords, hitting the mountains and causing violent explosions.
"Hela, are you crazy?" Black Superman cursed, "Why are you so crazy?"
However, Hela didn't seem to care about his questioning. She laughed, her laughter was full of provocation and arrogance, waving her sword and attacking Black Superman. Countless black long blades fell from the sky like dense raindrops.
"Come and fight!" Hela shouted loudly.
She seemed to enjoy the feeling of fighting, as if only through fighting could she release the enthusiasm and anger deep in her heart.
It was understandable, after all, she had been imprisoned by Lao Bi Deng for 1,700 years, but it was unacceptable.
"It seems that if I don't give you a taste of your power, you don't know that the horse king has three eyes." Black Superman was very angry. He wore the Ice God of War Armor and rushed towards Hela like a flash of lightning. The speed was so fast that sonic booms sounded continuously in the air.
He clenched his fist and punched out.
Black Superman's fist collided with Hela's sword, making a deafening sound. The impact made the whole Niflheim tremble. Hela was shocked by this powerful force and took a few steps back. A surprised expression appeared on her face. Black Superman did not give her a chance to breathe. He punched again. This time the attack was more fierce. His fist broke through the ice, with a cold breath and a strong impact. "Am I afraid of you?" Hela snorted coldly and rushed forward. For a while, the whole battlefield was filled with fierce fighting sounds. The battle between the two lasted for a long time. Although Hela was crazy, she was a prisoner after all. It was not easy for her to recover her strength. Under the fierce attack of Black Superman, she gradually showed signs of fatigue. "Boom!" Hela was punched into the mountains by Black Superman, ending the battle. Black Superman smiled coldly, grabbed Hela out, pulled her into his arms, laid her horizontally on his legs, raised his hand, and slapped her round buttocks hard.
"Papapapa!"
"I was so happy, I was almost scared by you!"
"Papapapa!"
"If you are so naughty, I will beat your ass to pieces, believe it or not?"
Feeling the pain from her buttocks, Hela's face turned red. She was the invincible and invincible female war god of Asgard, the death god Hela, but she was humiliated by this guy... It's a shame!
"I'll fight you!"
Hela still wanted to struggle, but her strength had been almost consumed in the process of fighting with Black Superman. How could she be as strong as Black Superman?
"Still want to resist? The more you resist, the stronger I will be!"
Black Superman smiled, and the harder Hela struggled, the harder he hit her.
In the end, Hela lay flat. To be honest, she is not afraid of pain. Thinking back to the past, she followed Odin to fight north and south and conquer the nine realms, but she was injured a lot. Being spanked is nothing. At most, she can't accept it mentally and feels insulted.
But in the absence of strength to resist, blind struggle is useless, but makes the other party more excited.
After Hela figured it out, she let Black Superman spank her butt without saying a word.
This kind of thing is true. If the victim does not react and does not scream, it feels meaningless. Black Superman picked up his hand and didn't know whether to continue.
"Did it hurt you? Come, let me rub it for you!" Black Superman's eyes rolled around, and he changed to rub her, and said earnestly: "This can't be blamed on me. Who told you to be so bad-tempered and come to the door when you say you want to! If you have something to say, can't you say it nicely!"
Hela looked at Black Superman coldly, bastard, don't give me a chance, or I'll kill you!
Well, this woman was really tough. After the initial annoyance, she soon became immune to all the ways that Black Superman used to deal with women, which made Black Superman bored. She even fell asleep directly. If Black Superman hadn't already known that the Watchers could probably take him away from this damn place, he would have wanted to force himself on Hela - who asked that old bitch Odin to be such a bastard and trap him in this land of the dead filled with negative energy? If he hadn't stored so many things for food, drink and entertainment, he wouldn't be able to stay here for a day!
That's right...
The gothic Hela and the black Superman are both a bit reluctant to take action.
Although the ancestor taught: Kill the ugly ones, not the ugly ones. Solve the quantity problem first, and then solve the quality problem.
But Hela actually has a good foundation, but she has been trapped in Niflheim for too long and can no longer pay attention to her personal image.
Black Superman thought for a while, and then he directly put on makeup for Hela.
The tattered clothes were thrown away, and she put on a fairy-like white dress, dyed her long black hair golden, and then put a golden crown on her head.
Hey!
The cold and ruthless goddess of death turned into a noble and elegant elf queen in an instant.
"good!"
Black Superman nodded, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a proud smile on his lips.
It looks much more pleasing to the eye than before.
He realized that Hela was about to wake up. He chuckled, took out a cucumber, and gently moved it around Hela's slightly open lips for a few times. When she was about to wake up, he suddenly took out the cucumber. He pressed it into her throat and gave her a Shenhou.
"yue——!"
Hela's gag reflex caused her to vomit, and her body trembled violently.
Black Superman quickly put away the cucumbers, then turned around and lifted up his pants, as if to hide his embarrassment.
Hela suddenly stood up. She glared at Black Superman, with anger flashing in her eyes, and then wiped her mouth... a little salty. Her face suddenly showed an angry look, and her noble and elegant face was distorted. .
"I'll peel off your skin!"
Hela's eyes were cracked. At this moment, the person she wanted to kill the most was not Odin, but this bastard.
She was holding the Sword of the Night Sky, and the aura on her body was as fierce as a storm. She no longer hesitated or held back, preparing to use all her strength to engage in a life-and-death battle with this bastard.
That's too much!
Black Superman ran away quickly: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I just poked you with my finger!"
Hela was even more angry. What about fooling children? Are your fingers that thick? Is it that long?
Just when Hela was chasing Black Superman, suddenly, a dazzling light pierced the space, and a huge space door suddenly opened in front of Black Superman, forming a mysterious vortex, exuding a strange light. Black Superman was overjoyed, The speed suddenly increased and headed directly towards the space door:
"Goodbye, Hela, I will come back to see you when I have time!"
After being trapped in Niflheim for so long, he was finally able to go home. Black Superman couldn't help humming a ditty: "Goodbye, mom. I'm going to sail away tonight. Don't worry about me. I'm happy and wise." The oar..."