Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Chapter 558 It's just a toy!

The ancient god is vulnerable.

Eric didn't even use his own power, and easily wiped them all out, making him feel that this is a group of parallel imports. I don't understand why it has troubled Odin for so many years?

However, just as he was about to leave to help Thor, a sudden change occurred.

Those four ancient gods who were crushed into powder by him are actually reuniting bit by bit!

A strange energy came from the world tree, acting on the powder scattered by the ancient gods, and quickly gathered them together. Then, in the void, strands of soul filaments spread and joined the gathering team.

"Resurrection?" Eric frowned, perceiving those energies and souls carefully, and quickly identified their source, "Asgard!"

That's right, the opportunity for the resurrection of the ancient god is Asgard.

"It's useless, God, we are not your opponents, but you can't kill us either!" The ancient god with horns on his head has recovered his head, looking at Eric with a gloomy gaze, "As long as Asgard still In one day, we are immortal!"

"You came with Thor, a helper invited by Thor? It's useless, god, give up, Asgard can't escape the fate of reincarnation." Another ancient god also recovered.

Eric grinned, these guys, idiots!
Before he even said anything, he showed his cards!This is thinking that he will not attack Asgard, what a fool.

"Asgard?" Eric looked at the four big fools and smiled, waved his hand, and the power of space restrained them, bundled them into four big rice dumplings and floated behind him.

"God, this is a matter between us and Asgard, why do you want to intervene?"

"We have an agreement..."

"Asgard must reincarnate..."

The four ancient gods tried various methods, but they couldn't get rid of Eric's shackles, chattering endlessly, trying to make him give up.

"Quiet!" Eric spat out a word, and a burst of red light lit up on his body, separating the reality where the ancient gods lived from this dimension, and finally got rid of their annoying voices.

Eric kept descending with four zongzi, and soon found Thor.

At this moment, Thor is in a very bad state, with little power left in his body, and the only remaining eye is bleeding.

"Successful?" Eric raised his eyebrows. The giant cocoon that had wrapped Asgard had been smashed into a big hole at this moment, and divine power flowed out of it, constantly washing away the giant cocoon shell.

The filament of fate has also been broken, and the loom of fate cannot continue, as if it is stuck, making a loud noise and trembling violently, but cannot weave a single roll of cloth.

"It didn't work, it's the last bit." Thor panted heavily, turned around, and stared fiercely at the ancient god with one bloody eye.

Eric thought he was going to make a move, and stepped back quietly, wanting him to vent first, but Thor didn't do that, just stared at the ancient god for a long time, and then turned his head away.

The god of the hammer, is he not reckless?Eric was a little surprised, which was even more shocking than the wisdom he inherited from Odin.

"Look! That cocoon is recovering!" Thor pointed at the giant cocoon with Thor's hammer.

Eric couldn't help but look, it really is.The divine power from Asgard is destroying the giant cocoon, but the giant cocoon is also absorbing the power of Asgard at the same time to restore itself.

One destroys, one restores.Eric just watched it for a few seconds and found that recovery is faster than destruction!

"Shall I hit it a few more times?" Eric shook his wrist, and the short stick in his hand extended to both sides, and soon became a long spear, the spear of reincarnation.

Thor shook his head sadly, "It's useless, that cocoon is made entirely of Asgard's power, and the speed of recovery will always be faster than destruction!"

"So, there is only one way!" Eric stared straight at Thor, "You, it's useless to think about it?"

Thor was silent for a long time, and smiled wryly, "Father has already told me, I have no choice, let's do it."

Eric breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Thor would be stubborn.

"Now that you've figured it out, go back."

After all, Eric waved his hand, the space was replaced, and the dimension changed. The two returned to their dimension with the four ancient gods, and the fountain of wisdom stood silently beside them.

The two did not stop, then teleported back to Asgard.

At this moment in Asgard, you can still see a lot of wars. The large army of the dark elves has retreated, but there are still many small troops left.

Thor is not in the mood to entangle with them now, and went straight to the Odin Golden Palace as soon as he returned.

Eric followed closely behind, and as soon as he entered the Golden Palace, he heard Thor's cry.

Frigga was dead, and Thor hugged her body and wept bitterly on his back. Beside him, Loki wept silently with red eyes, and a sense of sadness filled the entire Golden Palace.

Eric only glanced at it, then retreated silently. Before leaving, his eyes all stayed on Loki. Unfortunately, this is the Loki of this universe, and the god of stories has not come.

"God of stories, hey, I really don't know why you would do this."

……

Superfluid space, the library of the God of Story.

The God of Story stood in front of the window with a small crystal in his hand, his expression cloudy and uncertain.

A faint ray of light flashed from the crystal, and condensed into the appearance of Frigga in mid-air. He looked around in a daze, and finally stayed on the face of the God of Story, anxiously trying to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Wait a minute, mother." The God of Story raised his other hand, gently covered the crystal, suppressed the light, and Frigga's phantom disappeared.

"It's the first time I've seen how sentimental you look, it's so funny." A faint voice suddenly sounded.

The God of Story didn't seem surprised at all, and without turning his head, he responded lightly, "When will the others arrive?"

"Oh, it's so boring to change back to this appearance again." The voice gradually approached, and standing beside him, it turned out to be one of the five creation gods, Death!
Behind him, there was a hazy phantom, this phantom was tall and tall, but he was muddleheaded, with a dazed expression on his face.

"You are so ruthless, to watch the people you care about the most die in front of you time and time again." Death grinned as he looked at the crystal in the hands of the God of Story.

The God of Story glanced at the phantom lightly, and mocked, "Compared to me, you are really ruthless!"

"The left and right are just toys." Death laughed, turned around and hooked Xu Ying's chin with an index finger, hooked his head off, and kissed himself affectionately.

The phantom began to tremble violently, and its purple skin almost burst.

"Yeah, it's just a toy!"

(End of this chapter)