Dragon Ball Arrives in Marvel

Chapter 687 Guardian God VS Absorber

In the arena.

Steve Rogers looked at Peter Parker below the ring and said:
"Little Spider, contact me later."

Peter Parker put aside his disappointment; the top 16 was not bad either, a full $10, meaning his college tuition wouldn't be a worry for Aunt May.

"Okay, Captain."

At this moment, the martial arts tournament host came to the arena and announced:

"Steve Rogers is the winner of the first round of the preliminary round of the round of 16 to 8."

"Congratulations to Steve Rogers on becoming one of the quarterfinalists. Let's give him a round of applause."

The audience immediately erupted in applause, with many Captain America fans shouting "Captain America!"

The martial arts tournament host then spoke up:
"In that exciting battle just now, Captain America showed us with his wealth of experience."

"Combat strength stats are important, but combat experience is even more important before you can achieve a complete crushing victory."

Inside the box, Nick Fury was also surprised to see that Steve Rogers had made it to the quarterfinals.

"I never expected the captain to run into a rookie. It's a pity that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"The closer the distance, the farther away it seems."

Sam, standing to the side, asked in confusion:
"Director, the prize money of 500,000 yuan for the top 8 is also quite good."

Nick Fury shook his head and said:
"What the captain needs cannot be bought with money."

"What he needs is the special reward for winning the championship; money is of no use to him."

Nick Fury didn't explain to Sam the purpose of the Dragon Balls or the special rewards for winning the championship, which Sam found very puzzling.

The concept that money is completely useless, in particular, made Sam's expression very strange, almost unrecognizable.

On the stage, the martial arts tournament host announced:
"Thank you Captain America and Spider-Man for the exciting match. Now, let's move on to the second match."

"Next up, please welcome the second contestants, Heimdall and Karl Kriel."

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Inside the Asgardian embassy on Earth, Lorelei watched the live broadcast; she did not go to the scene.

Lorelei pouted as the host announced Heimdall's entrance.

"They actually sent the gatekeepers of Asgard. I wonder what the God-King was thinking. Is it even useful to send these people in this situation?"

"What's the point of making it to the quarterfinals? We still won't win the championship."

Having experienced the Dragon Ball battles and witnessed the World Martial Arts Tournament, Lorelei has a general understanding of the strength of her final opponent.

Winning a championship is not easy.

If anyone has any hope of winning the championship, in Lorelei's eyes are only the father and son gods of Asgard, Thor and Odin.

As for the rest of Asgard, whether it was Sif, the Warriors Three, or the gatekeepers of Asgard, they were all hopeless in her eyes.

At this moment, Heimdall, who was in the back row, also came out after hearing the host's announcement.

Heimdall emerged, clad in gold-patterned armor and carrying a longsword on his back, though this sword was not the one controlling the Bifrost switch.

Looking at the ring before him, Heimdall leaped up and landed in the center of the ring with a classic superhero landing pose.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, he stood up and waited for his opponent.

In the spectator area, a tourist who came to watch the match said as Heimdall entered the arena:
"Another Asgardian god. I just don't understand, what's the point of a god coming to participate in our Earth's competition?"

"Could ten million US dollars possibly entice him?"

"By the way, what kind of god is he in Norse mythology?"

The woman who had followed her picked up a book of Norse mythology, flipped through it, and said:

"Heimdall is the guardian of Bifrst, the rainbow bridge in Norse mythology. He scouts intruders and awaits Ragnarok in his dwelling Himinbjrg, where Bifrst has direct access to Asgard. He is like the son of Odin and the earth goddess."

That's how it's written in mythology.

The man glanced at the Norse mythology book in his female companion's hand and said:
"I think you can throw this book away. It says Loki is Thor's uncle, and look what happened."

"All of America knows that Loki is Thor's brother, but not his biological brother."

The female companion smiled upon hearing this, and then said:
"Although not entirely correct, the descriptions of some divine positions are accurate. Heimdall should be the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge."

The man nodded and said nothing more. At least the Allfather, Thor, Loki, and Sif were not wrong.

At this moment, another contestant, Carl Creel, also walked out of the candidate area. Looking at the ring in front of him, he did not leap up like Heimdall, but walked up like an ordinary person.

Karl Creel was wearing a trench coat with many pockets, which contained a number of his secret weapons.

Heimdall and Karl Creel stepped onto the ring.

Heimdall looked at the man in front of him without the slightest contempt. As an observer, he knew Earth very well and knew that super soldiers were emerging everywhere, each with terrifying strength.

If Lorelei only experienced it twice, then Heimdall has never missed a single match since he started competing.

Although the man in front of him was not one of the strongmen he knew, the fact that he had made it to the top 16 made him wary.

Heimdall had many questions about why the God-King sent him to participate in the competition, but he didn't ask them and simply accepted the order.

The martial arts tournament host looked at the two of them and immediately announced:

"Game start!"

As the announcer's voice faded, Heimdall charged toward Karl Creel's position, drawing his longsword as he ran.

Facing Heimdall, who was running towards him at high speed, Karl Creel smiled slightly, and his left hand, which had been in his pocket, reached for a small piece of gold-titanium alloy.

The moment Karl Creel came into contact with the material, his body changed, and he transformed into a human made of gold-titanium alloy.

Heimdall was fast, but Karl Creel was just as fast. He could switch bodies to block attacks as soon as the sniper rifle fired, and he completed the switch before Heimdall could strike with his sword.

"clang!"

Heimdall's sword did not sever Karl Creel; it merely produced a muffled thud on his body.

Although he didn't manage to cut off his opponent, he still managed to repel him with his immense strength, leaving behind a white mark.

Heimdall, holding his sword in both hands, spoke:
"This is not the same material you changed in the qualifiers."

Heimdall watched Karl Creel's qualifying match, and at that time the main material used was tungsten steel, which even earned him the nickname "Steel Warrior".

Although this material is quite hard on Earth, it can be easily cut by his divine power.

However, after the battle, the material of the opponent's body has changed from tungsten steel to gold-titanium alloy, the same material used in the Mark III.

It's worth noting that even someone as wealthy as Tony Stark used gold-titanium alloy for all his suits before acquiring Lesser Adamantium.

Karl Creel didn't say he could transform into any material; instead, he said:
"Perhaps my abilities have been upgraded, from tungsten steel to gold-titanium alloy." "My thickness is not a thin layer of armor."

Heimdall, upon hearing this, merely glanced at him deeply before gripping his greatsword with both hands and slashing at Karl Creel once more.

At the same time, divine power surged within him, and a layer of golden light covered the sword.

As the gatekeeper of Asgard, Heimdall was able to break through the armor of the Dark Elves' mothership, so he naturally had nothing to fear from gold-titanium alloy.

Seeing the sword suddenly glow, Karl Creel's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't believe he couldn't withstand it, so he immediately punched it.

"clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and metal fragments scattered in all directions.

The next second, Heimdall swung his greatsword rapidly, hacking wildly at Karl Creel.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The deafening clang of metal echoed across the arena, sparks flying with each impact, creating a spectacular display of light and shadow.

Karl Creel's face was grim. He realized he was injured; his body, made of titanium alloy, couldn't completely block the opponent's attack.

Although only a portion of the metal fragments were cut off each time, it was still a real injury. Moreover, Heimdall's attack speed and frequency were very high, and I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it if this continued.

Faced with the sword coming down again, Karl Creel simply clamped it between his arms, gripped the blade firmly with both hands, and slammed his head hard into Heimdall.

"bump!"

Karl Creel's forehead slammed into Heimdall's face. Despite the violent impact, Heimdall did not loosen his grip on his weapon, but his face turned bright red from the impact.

The crowd in the audience, seeing Karl Creel begin his counterattack, immediately shouted excitedly:
"Colossus, knock him over."

Although Heimdall is a figure from Norse mythology, Karl Creel is an earthling, and audiences would prefer to see an evenly matched contest or a victory over a god, rather than a one-sided defeat.

Heimdall was hit in the face three times in a row, and although he did not bleed, his face was still bright red.

Golden light flashed in his eyes, divine power surged again, and he swung his sword around with both hands, causing the weapon to spin in the air and slash through Karl Creel's body.

"what!"

Karl Creel screamed and involuntarily took several steps back.

Half of the trench coat was destroyed, and many of the prepared materials also fell onto the arena.

Carl Creel then grasped the pendant on his necklace, which was a diamond piece.

In an instant, his body transformed again, changing directly from gold-titanium alloy to diamond form. At the same time, the damaged body was also completely repaired due to the transformation into diamond.

As the hardest diamond in nature, Karl Creel believed it could withstand Heimdall's attack.

Heimdall realized what was happening when he saw Karl Creel touch the diamond before transforming his body.

"So it turns out you don't have an upgraded ability, but rather the ability to transform your body into the materials you come into contact with."

Karl Creel's secret was revealed by Heimdall.

However, the audience gasped in surprise, especially the female audience members who looked at Karl Creel with gleaming eyes.

Its entire body turned into diamonds, sparkling and dazzling, making it impossible to look away.

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the other side.

Norway.

Odin and Frigga sat in the living room, watching the World Martial Arts Tournament broadcast on television.

Frigg asked:
"This is the second edition already, aren't you going to go see it in person?"

“Look, Heimdall has become a participant in this competition and has already made it into the round of 16.”

"This switcheroo is quite interesting."

Odin shook his head:

"It's not appropriate for me to have contact with him on Earth right now, for fear of causing the Ancient One to misunderstand."

"I'm even more afraid of doing something I shouldn't do when I'm not thinking rationally."

"Let the children handle all this, and let us enjoy the time we save."

Odin took Frigga's hand, stood up, and said:

"Let's go for a walk on the beach and enjoy the sand; we won't waste any more time here."

"Heimdall's ability is not enough to win the championship."

Frigga looked at her husband with heartache. Although Odin would not actually die, but would only be going to Valhalla ahead of time, she was still very reluctant to part with him.

Feeling the warmth from Odin's hand, Frigga nodded and stood up to walk with Odin towards the door.

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In the arena.

Heimdall then spoke up:
"You overestimate the hardness of diamonds."

“I’m better at dealing with this thing than you think.”

Heimdall had seen too many diamonds in the universe and had countless ways to deal with them.

Immediately, the light of the sword in his hand changed again, and the golden light became dazzling.

Karl Creel roared:
Anyone can talk big.

"Punch me."

Karl Creel immediately launched an attack on Heimdall, rushing forward in a few strides and leaping high into the air to deliver a punch straight to Heimdall's face.

"Clang! Click!"

Heimdall's sword tip touched Karl Creel's fist, and a laser beam shot out from the sword.

Karl Creel's diamond body cracked instantly and crashed to the ground.

"bump!"

Seeing Karl fall to the ground, Heimdall placed his sword directly against Karl's neck and said:
"Admit defeat."

"You have no chance."

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(End of this chapter)