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Chapter 1120
chapter 0467 part 1
**Chapter 456: Stopping the War, Face**
It should be known that due to the Death Divinity, Hela's interest in the dead was much greater than in the living from a young age.
Even as a child, Hela was different from other little Asgardian girls. While other little girls were keen on dolls and pretty toys, Hela had already begun attempting to use the Divine Power of Death within her Inside the Body to turn small animals into her Army of the Dead.
In order to change the fate of Ragnarök, Odin and Queen Frigga had also selected potential partners for her throughout the Nine Realms when Hela reached adulthood, attempting to change her Personality through a companion.
But whether it was the bold and straightforward Asgardian Berserkers of the Aesir, or the handsome Deities of the Vanir, the moment Hela first saw them, her eyes were already contemplating how to turn them into members of her Army of the Dead.
Facing eyes that looked at them as if they were already dead, let alone getting along with Hela, there were few men who could even sit and chat with her for more than a few minutes.
"Could it be that Hela likes this kind of pretty boy? But the Elf Prince of Alfheim wasn't bad-looking either!"
Queen Frigga scrutinized Tang Song from head to toe, pondering in her heart, completely oblivious to the fact that Odin beside her was almost beaten to death by the Old Demon Dragon.
Upon seeing Boss Tang appear, Wade Wilson and Johnny, who were resisting the Asgardian Berserkers, stopped their Actions.
Wade Wilson blew a kiss towards Sif, who he was fighting, and swaggered right in front of her, sheathing the Twin Blades in his hands.
Johnny also deactivated his Ghost Rider form, shook his somewhat stiff Neck, and pulled out a box of Cigars from his Trench Coat Pocket.
"Hey! Johnny! Gimme one!"
Wade Wilson walked over to Johnny, and the two, arm in arm, quickly scurried behind Tang Song, huddling together and starting to smoke.
This scene actually made the attacking Asgardian Soldiers hesitant. They looked at each other in confusion, thinking it was some kind of Enemy Conspiracy, and also stopped their Actions in unison... For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat strange.
……………
"I think this matter today is a misunderstanding. Let's stop here!"
Tang Song wrapped one arm around Hela's waist, his Gaze calmly sweeping over the Crowd present.
Odin had shouted for them to stop three times, and Thor had shouted half a sentence, but it seemed to be useless.
Only after Tang Song said this sentence, everyone who met his Gaze, whether Asgardian Berserkers or the Avengers, stopped their Actions.
Even Beelzebub, this Hell Lord, felt a chill in his heart after being swept by Tang Song's Gaze. He let out a dry laugh and put away the Weapons in his hand.
He silently broke free from the Encirclement of Captain America, Diana, and others, retreated several hundred meters, and arrived beside Wade Wilson and Johnny. Johnny casually handed him a Cigar, and another Person joined the smoking Street Roaming Legion.
At this moment, the Avengers and Diana breathed a sigh of relief, feeling their limbs go weak. Facing Beelzebub, this Hell Lord...
Even with the Avengers wearing Ant-Man Suits providing Cover, Diana was still sweating profusely from the fighting. It must be known that Beelzebub, whether in his Identity as Baal or as one of the Seven Lords of Hell, his Position/Status was comparable to God King Zeus.
Although Diana was one of the three Magnates of the Justice League, considering the long Lifespan of the Olympian Gods, she was still a minor, not Beelzebub's Rival at all.
Diana propped her Treasured Sword on the Ground, panting heavily. Looking up, she saw that White-Robed Figure. However, not everyone gave Boss Tang this 'Face'. Take the Old Demon Dragon, for instance; he was currently lost in the madness of beating up his own Boss's Father-in-law!
"Let you strike me with Lightning, let you stab me with a spear! Let you look down on me, let you curse me! Let you enslave me!..."
Mad, tyrannical, almost hysterical fierce light flickered in the Old Demon Dragon's eyes. The Wutu Mountain Driving Whip in his hand was being swung so fast it was almost sparking.
Odin barely managed to parry, but he was running for his Life, and soon he was whipped soundly on his Body, Back, and Head again.
At this moment, Odin's Armor was completely dented and pitted, and who knows where that flattened Golden helmet had gone. His white hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in Blood. Odin was as pathetic as could be, completely lacking the demeanor of the King of the Gods.
"Woo woo woo woo woo—"
Seeing the miserable state of the King they served, the Asgardian Soldiers who had lowered their Weapons could no longer hold back. Amidst the sound of the Dragon Bone Horn, they once again raised the Greatswords and Battle Axes in their hands and launched a Charge towards Tang Song and the others.
The Old Demon Dragon, who was acting like a maniac, saw the swarming Asgardian Soldiers and his eyes turned completely red. He let out a strange howl towards the sky:
"War, Slaughter, Blood, Corpses, how I miss all of this! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!!"
Several pairs of Pitch black giant Wings spread out behind the Old Demon Dragon. The Old Demon Dragon roared angrily, his Body rapidly expanding, about to reveal his True Body and swallow all the Asgardians in one gulp.
Looking at the Battlefield that had fallen back into Chaos, Tang Song's facial Muscle tightened, and his Complexion stiffened slightly. Looking at the Old Demon Dragon who wasn't giving him 'Face', he couldn't help but touch his nose helplessly. Hearing the Old Demon Dragon's Curses, he said with a wry smile.
"It seems he has quite an Opinion of me!"
"Pfft!" Hela, held in Tang Song's arms, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw Tang Song's Expression.
**Chapter 456: Stopping the War, Face**
It should be known that due to the Death Divinity, Hela's interest in the dead was much greater than in the living from a young age.
Even as a child, Hela was different from other little Asgardian girls. While other little girls were keen on dolls and pretty toys, Hela had already begun attempting to use the Divine Power of Death within her Inside the Body to turn small animals into her Army of the Dead.
In order to change the fate of Ragnarök, Odin and Queen Frigga had also selected potential partners for her throughout the Nine Realms when Hela reached adulthood, attempting to change her Personality through a companion.
But whether it was the bold and straightforward Asgardian Berserkers of the Aesir, or the handsome Deities of the Vanir, the moment Hela first saw them, her eyes were already contemplating how to turn them into members of her Army of the Dead.
Facing eyes that looked at them as if they were already dead, let alone getting along with Hela, there were few men who could even sit and chat with her for more than a few minutes.
"Could it be that Hela likes this kind of pretty boy? But the Elf Prince of Alfheim wasn't bad-looking either!"
Queen Frigga scrutinized Tang Song from head to toe, pondering in her heart, completely oblivious to the fact that Odin beside her was almost beaten to death by the Old Demon Dragon.
Upon seeing Boss Tang appear, Wade Wilson and Johnny, who were resisting the Asgardian Berserkers, stopped their Actions.
Wade Wilson blew a kiss towards Sif, who he was fighting, and swaggered right in front of her, sheathing the Twin Blades in his hands.
Johnny also deactivated his Ghost Rider form, shook his somewhat stiff Neck, and pulled out a box of Cigars from his Trench Coat Pocket.
"Hey! Johnny! Gimme one!"
Wade Wilson walked over to Johnny, and the two, arm in arm, quickly scurried behind Tang Song, huddling together and starting to smoke.
This scene actually made the attacking Asgardian Soldiers hesitant. They looked at each other in confusion, thinking it was some kind of Enemy Conspiracy, and also stopped their Actions in unison... For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat strange.
……………
"I think this matter today is a misunderstanding. Let's stop here!"
Tang Song wrapped one arm around Hela's waist, his Gaze calmly sweeping over the Crowd present.
Odin had shouted for them to stop three times, and Thor had shouted half a sentence, but it seemed to be useless.
Only after Tang Song said this sentence, everyone who met his Gaze, whether Asgardian Berserkers or the Avengers, stopped their Actions.
Even Beelzebub, this Hell Lord, felt a chill in his heart after being swept by Tang Song's Gaze. He let out a dry laugh and put away the Weapons in his hand.
He silently broke free from the Encirclement of Captain America, Diana, and others, retreated several hundred meters, and arrived beside Wade Wilson and Johnny. Johnny casually handed him a Cigar, and another Person joined the smoking Street Roaming Legion.
At this moment, the Avengers and Diana breathed a sigh of relief, feeling their limbs go weak. Facing Beelzebub, this Hell Lord...
Even with the Avengers wearing Ant-Man Suits providing Cover, Diana was still sweating profusely from the fighting. It must be known that Beelzebub, whether in his Identity as Baal or as one of the Seven Lords of Hell, his Position/Status was comparable to God King Zeus.
Although Diana was one of the three Magnates of the Justice League, considering the long Lifespan of the Olympian Gods, she was still a minor, not Beelzebub's Rival at all.
Diana propped her Treasured Sword on the Ground, panting heavily. Looking up, she saw that White-Robed Figure. However, not everyone gave Boss Tang this 'Face'. Take the Old Demon Dragon, for instance; he was currently lost in the madness of beating up his own Boss's Father-in-law!
"Let you strike me with Lightning, let you stab me with a spear! Let you look down on me, let you curse me! Let you enslave me!..."
Mad, tyrannical, almost hysterical fierce light flickered in the Old Demon Dragon's eyes. The Wutu Mountain Driving Whip in his hand was being swung so fast it was almost sparking.
Odin barely managed to parry, but he was running for his Life, and soon he was whipped soundly on his Body, Back, and Head again.
At this moment, Odin's Armor was completely dented and pitted, and who knows where that flattened Golden helmet had gone. His white hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in Blood. Odin was as pathetic as could be, completely lacking the demeanor of the King of the Gods.
"Woo woo woo woo woo—"
Seeing the miserable state of the King they served, the Asgardian Soldiers who had lowered their Weapons could no longer hold back. Amidst the sound of the Dragon Bone Horn, they once again raised the Greatswords and Battle Axes in their hands and launched a Charge towards Tang Song and the others.
The Old Demon Dragon, who was acting like a maniac, saw the swarming Asgardian Soldiers and his eyes turned completely red. He let out a strange howl towards the sky:
"War, Slaughter, Blood, Corpses, how I miss all of this! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!!"
Several pairs of Pitch black giant Wings spread out behind the Old Demon Dragon. The Old Demon Dragon roared angrily, his Body rapidly expanding, about to reveal his True Body and swallow all the Asgardians in one gulp.
Looking at the Battlefield that had fallen back into Chaos, Tang Song's facial Muscle tightened, and his Complexion stiffened slightly. Looking at the Old Demon Dragon who wasn't giving him 'Face', he couldn't help but touch his nose helplessly. Hearing the Old Demon Dragon's Curses, he said with a wry smile.
"It seems he has quite an Opinion of me!"
"Pfft!" Hela, held in Tang Song's arms, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw Tang Song's Expression.
