Dedicated Loyal Skulls to the Marvel Universe

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"Hey hey hey! Thor, get down!"

A skeleton warrior quickly ran over and threw Thor down, then cut off the claw of a sharp-edged demon with a sword.

Thor turned around and seized the opportunity to smash the blade demon's head with a hammer.

"Damn, these are a bunch of sneaky guys."

Thor viciously stepped on the Blade Demon's body a few times and then said with a grateful face: "Thank you very much."

"It's a small matter. Although we are not afraid of being beaten, we must protect our heads."

The soldier failed to see through the magic that Richard had cast on Thor, mistaking him for a skeletal warrior like himself.

"Why are you helping me?"

After hesitating for a moment, Thor asked.

After staying here for a week, Sol received a lot of help from these soldiers, which made him couldn't help but want to know the reason.

"what?"

Tilting his head, as if he didn't understand why Thor asked, the skeleton warrior still replied: "We are comrades-in-arms, and we are all good brothers."

"Are you a good brother..."

Sol savored this sentence carefully and seemed to understand something.

"I will protect you from now on."

Thor said, patting his chest.

His divine power is indeed gone, but his physical quality is still there.

"Hahahahahaha, okay."

Obviously, Thor's words were regarded by the skeleton warrior as a sign of Thor's high self-esteem.

This is the third battalion and first company of the Xiongfeng Corps under the Christo Corps.

Saul recently served in this unit.

Skillfully pulling a few pieces of dried meat from the Blade Demon's body is what Thor does every day.

People around him regarded it as Thor's hobby, and many simple warriors gave Thor the flesh of their enemies.

They have no use for these things anyway.

The state church priests have said that they must practice it personally, use actions to express their loyalty to the emperor, and do some good people and good deeds casually. This is also a manifestation of their serious implementation of the spirit of the empire.

Ah, I feel like I am a little closer to my emperor’s great ideological realm.

"Hey, Thor, I'll give you a good thing."

A small soldier came over, pulled Thor and spoke mysteriously.

"What's wrong Tori?"

Sol was dragged to a corner by him and asked curiously.

Tori looked around and quietly handed Sol a small notebook.

"This is…………"

"This is the latest imperial spirit and imperial creed that I got from Priest Wood. I spent a lot of effort to get it."

"Um...hmm, that's a good thing."

"That's right, no one else wants it."

Sol suddenly felt bored.

What's so good about that damn guy's brochure?

With this thought in mind, Saul happily accepted it. He now knew Richard's status in this place and there was no need to cause public outrage.

And now that he has lost his own power, it is even worse.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Thor always feels that even if he finds his power (hammer), he still won't be able to defeat some of the high-ranking officers here.

In the darkness in the distance, a foreign monk put down his telescope and started writing in a notebook.

"Today, the alien named Thor looked stiff in front of the great manual of the empire. Eighty percent of the reason was that he had objections to the imperial spirit proposed by our emperor. For the ninth time, the alien was judged as a heretic and once again recommended that the Order humanize him. destroy."

—————Boundary————

Asgard

"Hehehehehe, not bad, not bad, I have learned all about duplicity, Frigga, come and see, Thor has learned how to lie."

In Odin's palace, Odin said excitedly: "I didn't expect that this boy Richard is really good. In just one week, Thor has changed a lot. He seems more emotional than before, and he has learned to talk nonsense. Sure enough, he still has no strength." He has to change."

"You didn't force your son to do this."

Frigga rolled his eyes at Odin, watching Thor suffer in the military camp this week and having to get food from the enemy himself.

Frigga was heartbroken.

She only had this son, and if something happened to Sol, it would kill her.

"Hmph." Odin said angrily: "This kid deserves it. He dares to call me a stubborn man. It's good to suffer a little. I've been here like this before."

"If only Saul could learn more from Richard."

Odin said with some amazement: "Whether it is spirit, discipline or conduct, these warriors are better than many warriors in Asgard. It would be great if Thor could also train such troops with benevolence and justice in the future."

"I don't care about thinking about any of this, I just want to know when my son is going to get closure."

Frigga didn't care what Odin said, she just wanted to know when she could see her son.

"Look, I think Saul can learn a lot under Richard, and..."

Odin turned around and looked at Frigga and said, "I think Hela's problem can be solved by this little guy."

Gently stroking the crow that had been used to watch Thor's live broadcast, Odin said slowly: "You and I both know what Hela can bring, and getting lost in the killing is also a confirmation of the prophecy."

"But when I prophesied again recently, Asgard has changed. Thor has become a qualified king. Loki has become Thor's assistant. The two brothers have made Asgard better."

"Really?" Frigga asked in surprise.

"Hmm, everything changed when I threw Saul at the door of Richard's house."

"Great."

"Yes, dear, I had already planned to surrender to fate, but a sudden thought made Richard break our fate. Ragnarok may not come."

"That's really good news."

—————Boundary————

“Beautiful” western part of the country

"Isn't there any way to move this hammer?"

Agent Coulson looked at the screen bitterly, while Luodan opposite was questioning his ability.

"No, Director, we are solving this problem."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Agent Coulson said helplessly: "Director, this hammer seems to have a mysterious energy. We have no way to pick it up now, but according to our speculation, if the hammer is really heavy, the ground should It would also be crushed, but it didn’t.”

At the end of the sentence, Agent Coulson scratched his hair and asked tentatively: "I think it may be some kind of supernatural force. Can we ask Mr. Richard?"

"Um…………"

After carefully considering Agent Coulson's suggestion, Luodan reluctantly discovered that there seemed to be no other way for them except Richard.

"Oh, that's right. Come back first and come with me to visit Mr. Richard in two days."

"Good sir!"