Marvel, who rescued him? !

Taylor's mouth opened and closed, and countless words came out of his mouth and passed through Hela's ears.

Looking at Taylor's increasingly handsome face, the dishevelled Hela asked hesitantly:

"Is this okay?"

"How can a goddess say she is not good enough?! I believe you, you are the best! I am always with you...

And isn't this what you've been pursuing?

Fight! War! Destruction!

Their essence is your essence - death.

If even you sometimes desire death, then you can imagine other lives!

Everything will eventually come to an end, and you... just saved them from taking many detours.

Odin has worked hard all his life, and now it is time for him to take a break."

Hela nodded thoughtfully.

Makes sense!

Taylor was chasing death, he was chasing death.

She was destined to be the queen of Asgard. Odin promised her everything, but in the end he chose to go back on his word and seal her away!

For the Nine Realms? For life? For peace?

What a joke!!!!

Everything should return to death, life is just a short lie!

Odin is old, he doesn't want to die...

So I found this excuse.

but……

Lightning will be extinguished, wisdom will be despicable, family affection will be betrayed...

Only death remains the same.

Taylor put his arm around Hela's shoulders and continued to talk to her enthusiastically:

“Countless gods in the universe have given me a long life, allowing me to escape the embrace of death.

Hela, you have to know that what you yearn for, pursue, and fight for... is never war and destruction. You want these lives that think they are strong to truly face death.

No life in the world should last long.

Gods should die from the moment they are born!"

“That’s right! That’s right! That’s right—” Hela raised her voice, and that was it.

She, Hela, is not destruction, but justice, the inevitable destination for all living beings.

But Odin! That evil priest! I had misjudged him...

He was afraid, he wanted to escape, he wanted to gain eternal life...

No one should live forever, and gods should not have a long life either...

“What should we do…” Hela looked up at the dark green sky and asked confusedly.

"Don't worry~~ I'll tell you more~ After all, we have plenty of time, don't we?" Taylor continued with a smile:

“There are countless sufferings in the world, but there are only one or two simple gods. There are countless great men in the world, but there are only one or two simple gods. It’s not that Asgardians are inferior to Earthlings, but the existence of the God King suppresses the outburst of all thoughts.

Bloodline limits your progress and efforts.

Some Asgardians are born to be superior and have everything.

Some Asgardians lived a life of mediocrity and died in misery.

Is this right? This is not right…”

Rustle... The sound of wind from the deep underworld blew a dead leaf on the ground.

The dead leaves spun, floated, and broke...and finally fell into the hands of Taylor, who was wearing a colorful cloak.

"Boss!! What fun things have you found this time?" Deadpool jumped out from behind Kevin with his head tilted, looking at Kevin's clenched hands with anticipation.

Trick Deadpool, then punch him in the eye.

Tsk~ that's so boring~

"It's delicious." Kevin said casually, then stuffed the thing directly into Deadpool's hand.

"Delicious?" After hesitating for a moment, Deadpool pulled off his mask and swallowed the thing in one gulp.

"Slightly..." Deadpool commented with a look of disdain:

"It tasted like sheep shit."

The Hydra captain rolled his eyes, put his arm around Loki's shoulders, and talked to him about goals and ideals.

In front, Star-Lord and others were leading the way. Walking up the cliff, Star-Lord opened the star map, looked around, and finally said excitedly:

“Great! Here it is! We finally!! Found it!!!”

found it?

Taylor pulled back the hood on his head, and the colorful cape behind him fluttered in the air as he walked.

He quickly came to the edge of the cliff.

A figure also wearing a linen cloak walked out of the void and appeared behind everyone.

"you……"

He hadn't finished his words yet, and looking at Steve in the Hydra suit he fell into speechless silence.

The Hydra captain is quite familiar with the Red Skull.

"How come you don't even greet old acquaintances when you see them? Are you afraid that you are too ugly and will scare us?

Don't worry~~ It's not your fault that you are ugly, it's the fault of your ugly soul!"

"Voldemort! Hand over the Philosopher's Stone to me now, or we will scratch your face!" Deadpool also shouted.

Taylor stepped forward and said, "Old man, I advise you to be sensible, otherwise I will let Deadpool put a bomb in your anus!"

"Huh?!" Deadpool looked at Kevin in shock:

"Boss! Why should we reward him?!"

Star-Lord and the others quietly retreated behind Tyler, Deadpool and the others, acting as the younger brothers of Loki's team.

Although it was not the first time they saw it, they were still shocked every time they heard it.

Rocket's eyes lit up as he listened to what Taylor and the other two said, his mouth moving as he madly absorbed the knowledge.

"Are you mute? I'm talking to you." The Hydra captain looked at the Red Skull and felt that he was particularly kind:

"You are like a dirty red maggot wrapped in a smelly rag. I can smell the stench of decay all over my body. Stand back and answer directly..."

Deadpool also looked impatient:

"What? Are you still chanting the Unforgivable Curses? The Philosopher's Stone! The Philosopher's Stone! We want the Philosopher's Stone!"

“Enough—” Red Skull roared, and like Hela, his joy of not having seen humans for many years was exhausted in an instant.

He couldn't wait to see these people throw their most beloved companions into the abyss.

"Anxious~ He's anxious~" Taylor pointed at Red Skull and spoke to Deadpool with a mocking face.

Red Skull suppressed his anger and said:

"It is my curse to know who comes here, Steve...son of Rogers, Loki...son of Zeus..., Wade...Tyler..."

Looking at Deadpool and Tyler, the unfinished Red Skull was stuck.

"Go on! We're listening!" Taylor grinned, motioning for Red Skull to continue.

The red veins on the Red Skull's forehead jumped:

"I once traveled to every corner of the universe in search of gems. I once got one, but it exiled me here, guiding others to find the treasure that I could not possess..."

Seeing that no one around the audience was cooperating with him, he paused and could only continue to speak dully:

"If you want to get the Soul Stone, you must pay a price...

The Soul Gem holds a special place among the Infinity Gems...

In order to obtain the gem, you must lose the one you love..."