Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1743

Bayonetta's memories are closely related to Salomon's time travel. Several nights of dreams revealed part of the truth to her. Truth is knowledge, and knowledge is power.

Before this, Bayonetta had no idea of ​​her relationship with Madame Butterfly, nor did she know that Madame Butterfly had preserved a powerful treasure that had been passed down from the Umbra to this day. The legendary treasure was the weapon of the first Umbra, which could summon a planet to the world. The earliest documents of the Umbra described this treasure as being able to destroy a country, turn a forest into a charred desert, and nothing else.

There was no description of the appearance of the treasure, no spells were used, only a few words to show the greatness and violence of the gods. But after the dream, Bayonetta knew everything about this treasure. She understood this treasure, just like she understood the gun in her hand.

"Venus, answer my call."

She stroked the cold metal, placed the starlight-forged spear on the bow, and aimed at the flying goddess of death as she had done hundreds of times. The witch loosened her fingers, and the light on the bow disappeared.

No one in this world can travel faster than the speed of light, and the Asgardians are no exception, but this does not prevent Hela from judging the shooting range with her rich battlefield experience. The goddess of death did not know if she could block the arrow, so she decided to use all her magic to fight against the Shadow Witch's treasure before Bayonetta let go.

The battle on the battlefield was too dazzling, and Thor had to raise his hands to block the light.

Countless black swords formed a mountain peak that squeezed out from under the ice, and the loud sound of the ice disintegrating was even more piercing than the thunder that was summoned. Hela's magic was not over yet, and a forest of iron spears emerged together with the dark peaks, with twisted, skinny figures piercing the spear tips.

Thor saw the corpse pierced by the iron spear closest to him was still wriggling, with asphalt-like black blood hanging on the spear tip. What made him even more tortured was that the corpse was still groaning slightly, as if the zombie had never died and was still suffering. Even though Thor had participated in so many military operations, he had never seen such a strange scene. Even though he called himself a warrior, he was still frightened by the horror before his eyes.

He suddenly understood why Hela was called the goddess of death, because death was the sweetest gift she gave to her enemies. Thor thought a lot, but what was faster than thinking was light. At that moment, the collision between the black mountain and the light of the planet occurred. No one knew the specific situation, because there was only the light of burning air and the loud noise of shattering rocks. The famous Faroe Islands attraction, Sørvåg Lake hanging on the sea, which was dozens of kilometers away, was also shattered by the sound waves after freezing. The frozen lake water hit the sea surface, making a roar that the eardrums could not bear.

The blinding light completely blinded the Prince of Asgard. The loud noise and vibration that was enough to crush the ice and rocks was like a heavy punch to the internal organs. Then the negative pressure formed by the vacuum sucked in the clouds and air, and the waves that lifted the icebergs submerged the dark clouds and rushed in all directions. Even the blood of the Aesir felt dizzy and almost fainted. After a long time, Thor, who woke up, felt that his eyeballs were no longer stinging. He blinked his tear-filled eyes and vaguely saw a dark scene in front of him.

He raised his hammer and called for lightning, using the fleeting light to see the scene before him. The black iron peaks forged by Hela disappeared, as did the bright stars that pierced through the dark clouds.

Originally, there was still a faint moonlight illuminating the vast white ice surface, but now he could only see the dark sea water not far away and the growing whirlpool. The gray iron spear that pierced the zombies fell crookedly on the ground, and was immediately covered by layers of ice and snow. Only the tall outer dimension gods stood on the iceberg. However, the disaster was not over yet. The stone engraved with runes burned out of thin air. Loki cursed and threw away the red-hot stone in his hand, and quickly pulled the stunned Thor back.

The bone density of the Aesir was amazing. If a human was standing here, he would have been minced meat from the very beginning of the collision. After all, the treasure released by Bayonetta was much more powerful than a nuclear bomb. Loki watched with lingering fear as the icebergs continued to hit the rune barrier. A huge amount of seawater smashed down fiercely. Even an innocent black and white whale hit the barrier and was crushed into blood-red meat by ice, rocks and seawater.

His action was timely. Just a few seconds later, the sea water tens of meters high pushed the ice and rocks to pile up in front of the circle drawn by the rune, and then completely submerged them, extinguishing all natural light sources. If it weren't for Loki's quick action, Thor's head would definitely be knocked unconscious by the ice and rocks falling from the sky. After making sure that Thor would not die suddenly, Loki helped his mother sit under the rune tree, looking worriedly at the small piece of rocky land that was squeezed deeper and deeper by the sea water and ice.

Bayonetta, standing on the palm of Madame Butterfly, looked down and saw the golden spear-shaped treasure sinking deep into the rock layer under the sea, almost piercing the earth's crust, and the hot magma and thick smoke spread to the sea. Perhaps in a few hundred years, a new ecosystem will be formed here. But now, the high-quality salmon that the Faroe Islands are most proud of has completely disappeared, and the Michelin restaurants in France can no longer eat the soft and tender one-sided fried salmon.

What's worse, ocean currents and monsoons in the North Atlantic and even around the world will be affected in the coming days.

Thinking of this, Bayonetta became even angrier, because Hela had completely disrupted her vacation plans, and she could not reach the Rose Mansion outside Paris through normal means this weekend. Since Salomon bought it, she had only enjoyed the underground swimming pool of the Rose Mansion once!
"She's been teasing me?" Thor managed a few words.

The power displayed by Hela was so astonishing that he still couldn't believe it.

"Of course, otherwise how could you survive till now!" Loki subconsciously retorted, then he glanced at his pale mother and couldn't help but slow down his tone. His attitude was only a little better, and if anyone (except Frigga) said that he was a little gentler, he would definitely refute it. "She said that Odin feared her power, and I don't think she was bragging. After all, she didn't participate in your celebration party, and even I blushed when I heard those bards praising you..."

The God of Mischief shrugged, not a bit of worry on his face. "Unfortunately, we have to give up here. We will suffocate soon if you don't help. This is the first time I've been buried by such thick ice."

“Why can that woman?”

"Don't you understand? She's a god too!" Loki rolled his eyes. The ice and rocks on the barrier were getting thicker and thicker. The last few pebbles engraved with runes were about to burn into lava. Frigga simply couldn't bear such a burden while maintaining Odin's life. "Will you help or not?"

Thor took a deep breath and carefully helped Frigga up. Frigga's face became paler and paler. He felt like he was holding a piece of paper. He carefully let his mother lean on him so that Loki could continue to maintain the magic of the rune. "Enough." Frigga's voice was not much higher than a feather falling to the ground. "My sons, it's enough."

"We are about to get out." Thor looked up at the sea water and ice that were blocked outside by the barrier, and did not dare to tell the truth. He threw the hammer under the ancient tree, and Mjolnir burst into bright lightning, providing magic power for Loki. "Hela is dead, everything is over, we are going to take you back to Asgard."

"She won't die so easily." Frigga panted hard, watching Loki order the ancient rune tree to float upwards. When they finally saw the sea surface, they found that the floating glaciers on the sea surface were squeezing each other to form huge blade-shaped mountains. The ice layers squeezed each other, making a teeth-grinding sound, and the dark sea water in the center of the glacier was still surging and boiling.

"She is coming."

"What?" Loki's eyes widened and he looked around.

Frigga was speechless.

Thor, with sharp eyes, noticed a barely perceptible black light rapidly passing over the razor-like iceberg. He immediately called Mjolnir. Loki also noticed it after being reminded by his brother. The God of Mischief immediately took out the ritual dagger and tried to block Frigga. When Thor held the war hammer, the black sword had already pierced through the rune barrier, and the last few pebbles engraved with ritual runes completely melted and could no longer play a role.

Thor swung his hammer to hit the black sword. Before he could make the next move, a dark figure appeared less than a meter away from him and Loki. "Long time no see." Hela grinned. The sword crown on her head was completely broken. Her messy black hair was wet by the sea water and stuck to her face. "Are you surprised?"

Before Thor could react, Frigga broke free of Thor's arm and threw a glowing pebble at Hela. Then a blinding white light hit them, and Frigga suddenly disappeared like a bubble in the sun.

The arrow shot by Bayonetta had a far greater range than expected, and even the duel under the lead-gray clouds in the distance had to stop until the sea calmed down. After a long time, the duel that was suspended did not continue. Both sides of the duel were gasping for breath, and the hot air squeezed out of their lungs quickly condensed into white mist, rolling out like a decompressed steam engine. The golden spear pierced Salomon's abdominal armor and nailed him to the huge rock. The light golden blood dripped onto the broken ice. His opponent was not doing well either. The one-eyed father of the gods was bleeding more. His right hand holding the spear was cut off at the elbow, and there was even a deep bloody mark on his neck, almost cutting his throat. Pegasus had disappeared, leaving only the reins wrapped around the emperor's left hand. Sleipnir had completely stopped working, and his bronze-colored body was completely damaged, like a burning industrial machine.

Here, the veil between reality and illusion is so thin that it can be pierced with a finger.

Even a dull person who does not have a second sight can, because of his gradually becoming abnormally sensitive sixth sense, feel the information about the outer dimension falling and disintegrating in reality, hear strange sounds that are enough to make the soul boil, see the strange topological structures mapped in the three-dimensional space, and gradually accommodate knowledge in his skull that exceeds what can be accommodated by tens of millions of years of evolution.

But it was very quiet here, both the physical universe and the sea of ​​souls were unusually quiet, and the extradimensional creatures that should have been attracted by the psychic power did not approach. The physical universe and the extradimensional space were like stacked papers, with the physical universe being the top sheet of paper. Any trace left by a creature living in the physical universe was like words written hard on paper, leaving gradually lighter traces on the paper.

From the shallow etheric plane that is no different from reality, to the deep etheric plane shrouded in fog, and then to the deepest outer dimension where the laws of physics have completely lost their meaning, the blood of the Emperor and Odin dripping on the ice is like molten metal droplets, gradually burning through reality and leaving scorch marks on the sea of ​​souls. Only completely foolish outer dimension worms will approach here, and then be burned into pure psychic energy and returned to the sea of ​​souls. After this duel is over, these scorch marks will remain, like layers of disgusting skin scars, until the end of the universe, the physical universe and the illusory dimension completely collapse and fuse with each other.

The Emperor used his hands to push back and pull himself and Gungnir off the rock.

He drew out his spear, and the wound on his abdomen healed in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for the marks still on his armor and the constant alarm of airtight damage warning, he looked no different from before the battle. He threw Gungnir to the one-eyed and one-armed Odin, whose beard and hair burning with colorful flames became sticky because of the dried blood, and his one eye full of light became dim.

Even so, the emperor still saw cunning in it.

For the past eight thousand years, out of some hostility and intuition, Salomon has been investigating Odin's preparations for Ragnarok. But now he is not sure whether Odin's treatment of Hela is more of a punishment or more of a protection.

"She was blessed." The emperor tore open his blood-stained lips, "and you chose to exploit this curse."

"I am so greedy that even a trap will find a way to eat the bait." The lord of Asgard undoubtedly possesses the talent of a bard, the eloquence of a debater and the appeal of a politician. Even his mead is said to give poets inspiration after drinking it.

"I have established the kingdom of the dead. Now the gods in the shadows cannot control the goddess of death. Every blessing they give to Hela will become the strength of Asgard. The Nine Realms belong to Asgard. Both Thor and Hela will be qualified kings. If the living cannot rule Asgard, let the dead who have retained their souls sit on the throne and use the life of the entire universe to attack the enemies behind the curtain."

This is consistent with the findings, and the Emperor knew that Odin's plan had a good chance of coming to fruition.

The cunning Grimnir posed a difficult problem to the gods behind the veil.

The disaster caused by Ragnarok will affect many lives, but if Hela, who has the Asgard faith, keeps the souls of the dead, she will become more and more powerful.

If the gods behind the veil do not interfere, then when all intelligent life in the universe disappears, the outer dimension, which is the mirror of the physical universe, will completely return to peace, and they will become weak or even disappear. If the gods behind the veil choose to directly interfere with the physical universe with the power of Ragnarok, and then instruct corrupted intelligent life or spiritual entities from outer dimensions to descend on reality and attack, the dead who are never tired and whose souls are protected will be able to resist the temptation from the outer dimension, launch a counterattack, and then create more dead.

The souls of the dead will be plundered by Asgard, making the King of the Dead of Asgard more powerful, and such a war can continue until all life in the universe is annihilated. Unless they infuse power into an individual who can defeat Hela at all costs.

Who can become this individual? Only Thor, who is hostile to Hela!
Even if it falls into the abyss, Asgard is still the winner.

"You are crazier than I thought, Odin. You actually thought that the gods behind the curtain could be traded!" The emperor barely stood up. "When you think so, you fail. You fall into their trap. Even if Thor can win, he will only be their vessel!"

"Atum, you are not the only one in this world who possesses special powers. You are not the only one who can purify the essence. My research results can also do it." Odin coughed twice, and then laughed out loud. The aging king supported the spear with his only remaining hand and stood up shakily. "Great Rune, my wisdom is equally powerful. I believe in Thor, I believe in his wisdom."

The first Atum devoured polluted extradimensional entities, and after entering the stars, he released pure source matter, from which the gods were born. As a tool of Mother Earth, the second Atum also possessed pure power, so the emperor could use the power of the outer dimension without scruples, and even after devouring Vishanti, he used himself as a node to continue to supply magic to the mystics of Kamar-Taj.

Odin was very familiar with Atum's abilities. After all, the origin of the Aesir, the great Giants, were born from Atum's source. Even a little bit of the Giants' remains would allow the Aesir to defeat the Vanir and the elves and become the overlords of the Nine Realms.

The Emperor closed his eyes and observed Thor, the King of Runes.

This happened in a certain timeline, which means that Odin's plan is feasible, provided that Thor can reject the gods in the shadows and end the cycle of Ragnarok. "According to the previous agreement, you must help him and not let him fall into the abyss." Even though the broken arm was still bleeding, the father of the gods still tried his best to straighten his back, "As long as Thor can succeed, as long as Asgard can continue, I can give you everything you want. You know that this is good for you. If Asgard fails, you will get nothing! Both the Rainbow Bridge and Hliskjálf are the technologies you want. Do you think that the witch Lorelei can help you get these things?"

The emperor slowly approached Odin, dragging the holy sword. "Eight thousand years ago, we agreed to deceive you before time travel. I won't lie about this, because I am no match for you, and I am still no match for you now. If I tell a lie, it is because of the agreement between us." Odin blinked his one eye, and the sly smile on his face disappeared. "Now I just think this is funny. My grandfather, my father, and the Asgard I founded are just toys of the shadow gods! That's right, now is the end... You must make a covenant with Asgard, and one day, you will bring the flames of war to them!"

"I swear, I will destroy the enemy." The emperor nodded, "Just as we agreed."

"This is a civilization that has existed for 500,000 years! I will not accept it! My son and my daughter will go first, and they will taste the wrath of Asgard!" The king who has ruled the Nine Realms for ten thousand years is now like an aging lion king who is about to be driven out of the lion group. Even his roar is full of anger. "I am a king and I don't need others to execute me! Leave here, this is my time!"

The emperor turned and left. "Victor." He used his armored helmet to dial the satellite phone, "Order the Guards and the Martian Foundry to act together, order the Knights of the First Legion to board the ship, and contact Lorelei secretly. We are going to Asgard."

He paused and continued, "Contact Stark and let him see an interstellar war. He will know that it is right to cooperate with us. I want him to move the production line to Yugoslavia."

Victor von Doom breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it all over?"

"Yes, the history of Asgard has come to an end."