I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

Hela scoffed, "Without war, how can there be rule? If it weren't for me, how could that old man Odin have remained the king of the Nine Realms? I helped him conquer the Nine Realms, won many battles, and made tremendous efforts. He could have continued to expand his territory, but Odin retreated to Asgard, the World Tree, and stopped his conquests. What a fool!"

The female warrior retorted, "Killing is not the way to lasting peace. You understand nothing. Only Thor is the heir to the throne. Hela, you will never sit on the throne, and you will never have any people supporting you..."

Hela was furious: "Shut up, Sif! Don't think I don't know you're in cahoots with my foolish brother Thor. It's only natural that you'd speak up for him. Stubborn fools, you can all die! Without you, I can still make Asgard famous, expand my territory, and rule the entire universe!"

The female warrior Sif gritted her teeth in anger.

"You bastard!"

Sif brandished her longsword and angrily thrust it at Hela.

Hela summoned more than ten sharp blades, which pierced through Sif's divine body in an instant, causing her to fall to the ground and die.

Hela, seeing Sif dead, let out a wild, triumphant laugh and cursed at Sif's corpse.

"I've been imprisoned for thousands of years. Who can understand my suffering? That old bastard Odin actually dared to lock me up. Although I don't know how he died, I'm truly happy to know he's dead, hahaha!"

Hela laughed wildly, showing no mercy in her rebuke of Odin. No one knew how much hatred, anger, and murderous intent she harbored in her heart. If it weren't for his death, which allowed her seal to be broken, she would have wanted to kill this bastard father with her own hands.

Hela's face revealed a sinister and vicious expression.

Her foolish younger brother seemed unaware of everything that had happened here. According to Heimdall's dying words, he had gone to Nivida to forge new weapons in order to kill a man named Ye Ritian.

Who is Ye Ritian?

"I helped you kill Odin, should you thank me?"

Ye Ritian interrupted Hela's thoughts.

Her large force of undead warriors spotted her and charged.

Ye Ritian's intense heat gaze swept across, obliterating everything in its path. The fierce heat melted away all the undead warriors. Ye Ritian looked at Hela, a planetary or cosmic-level being, and chuckled.

Hela, seeing strangers barging into Asgard, couldn't help but question them.

"Who are you? How could you kill Odin?"

Hela looked at Ye Ritian with disbelief. She couldn't see through Ye Ritian's strength and couldn't understand where he got the courage to be so arrogant. Even if Odin was old, he wasn't someone anyone could easily crush.

Ye Ritian said fiercely, "My name is Ye Ritian. I killed your father, and now you should die too!"

Hela suddenly realized, "So it was you who killed my father."

You think you can kill me? I'm...

Ye Ritian teleported over and suddenly punched Hela in the stomach. Hela's eyes narrowed, and before she could react, her body flew backward in an arc, crashing through countless buildings and falling to the ground!

She angrily rose to her feet, wiped the blood from her mouth, and drew upon the power of Asgard to heal her wounds. Her face was contorted with rage and fierceness.

"Damn bug, how dare it hurt me!"

Hela tossed her hair, styling it into a sharp shape, and conjured two blades in her hands, which she then threw out.

Then it summoned countless barbs, which attacked Ye Ritian with a series of swift attacks. The sharp blades, gleaming with cold light, were indestructible and merciless.

Seeing this, Ye Ritian flew forward and used his steel body to smash through the endless blades, taking Hela with him. Hela was sent flying again and crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

Hela absorbed Asgard's power once more, but this time her injuries healed extremely slowly. Clearly, her injuries were far too severe, and her face was filled with disbelief and madness.

"Who exactly are you? Why can your body withstand my blade? Vigorous vitality, boundless potential, terrifying strength, a body that ignores attacks—how can there be a creature like you in the World Tree?"

Ye Ritian sneered, "This is none of your business, Hela! What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Use them all, or you'll really be dead!"

Hela was filled with panic. The enemy was too strong, and she might really die. She cursed involuntarily, "Damn it!"

She then whistled, summoning her mount Fenrir, a giant wolf.

"Roar"

Hearing its master's call, the giant wolf charged towards Ye Ritian, leaping high into the air and opening its blood-red maw to bite.

Ye Ritian fired a powerful heat glare, instantly piercing Fenrir's head. Fenrir froze in mid-air before falling to the ground, dead.

Seeing this, Hela said with heartache, "Fenrir!"

Seeing Ye Ritian's eyes filled with fear, all his previous high spirits were gone.

Hela immediately got up to run away, but Ye Ritian quickly caught up and delivered a vicious, lightning-fast punch to her chest, instantly turning her into a bloody mist.

Suddenly, an extremely cold and frigid temperature swept across Asgard, a land with a flat, round sky and a mild climate.

A large horde of frost giants attacked Asgard. They were tall, ferocious, and tyrannical.

They are Asgard's ancestral enemies, and the threat posed by Jotunheim to Asgard is second only to that of Muspelheim, led by Surtur.

Their leader used the Ice Box to release absolute zero temperatures that spread throughout Asgard, and upon entering, he found Asgardian corpses everywhere.

Laufey, the leader of the Frostfolk, arrived at the plaza and was bewildered by the scene before him. Looking at the three Deadpools standing there, Ye Ritian, Hela lying dead on the ground, and the giant wolf, it was clear that a great battle had taken place.

Laufey approached, holding the Box of Ice, and asked in confusion.

"Who are you? Where is Odin? Where is Thor? Did you destroy Asgard?"

Ye Ritian sneered, "You talk too much. Which one should I answer first, Laufey?"

Laufey frowned, looking at these mortals. He didn't feel threatened by Ye Ritian; only the Hulk's massive, rampaging body made him feel uncomfortable...

Without a word, Laufey unleashed the extreme cold power from the Ice Box, enveloping Ye Ritian and his group. An intense, howling wind swept over them, freezing the air and making oxygen extremely scarce.

The entirety of Asgard seemed to be plunged into a frozen wasteland. Even the corpses of Asgard, known for their increasing strength with age, could not withstand the extreme cold and were frozen into ice sculptures.

Seeing this, Ye Ritian also unleashed absolute zero temperature to clash with him, simultaneously sending out a piercing beam of light and a spatial blade that cut through the air.

Laufey was startled and hurriedly dodged, but was still blasted away by the heat vision, a hole appearing in his chest.

The Ice Box fell to the ground and was taken by Ye Ritian. He looked at the thing and put it away.

"Hiss! Our leader was actually defeated by that person!"

"Our leader could even fight Odin at his peak, yet now he's been sent flying by some nobody! It's unbelievable!"

"It seems we won't be able to take Asgard."

Countless frost giants were discussing the matter, as Hela had slaughtered all of Asgard's army and civilians, leaving the entire continent an empty land without any inhabitants.

They were utterly horrified that Laufey had been knocked away by Ye Ritian, staring at Ye Ritian in fear. What a terrifying monster he was, actually defeating Laufey in a direct confrontation.

Laufey felt ashamed listening to his subordinates' argument, which enraged him greatly. He glared at Ye Ritian with intense resentment.

"You're from Midgard, aren't you? When did Midgard produce such a powerful warrior? No wonder you dare to interfere in my affairs with Asgard!"

"I am Superman, Ye Ritian"

The moment Ye Ritian stepped out, he suddenly burst forth with astonishing speed. His steel body pierced through numerous frost giants, slamming fiercely into Laufey. Laufey was sent flying, and towering mountains collapsed as he crashed into them. Laufey's painful roars echoed throughout Asgard.

Ye Ritian was engaged in fierce combat with Laufey, while on the other side, Hulk and Deadpool also rushed into the Frost Giants and slaughtered them indiscriminately. The one-sided situation on the battlefield had already determined that the scales of victory were tilting towards Ye Ritian.

Chapter 101 Laufey Dies, Thor Arrives

"Are you Superman Ye Ritian, the terrifying being who slaughtered countless demons and Dormammu in Hell?"

"You wretched Midgardians, I didn't provoke you, yet you dare to mess with me? Do you really think I'm easy to bully..."

Laufey endured inhuman torture; the extreme pain allowed him to clearly recognize the person before him, and he roared incessantly.

"what!"

boom!

In a single exchange, Laufey was struck by a casual punch and died with an incredulous look on his face. Only when they fought each other did Laufey realize the terrifying combat power of Ye Ritian.

Ye Ritian looked at Laufey's corpse. A single-universe level hero—it seemed most Earth's superheroes were at the Skyfather level, a single-universe level. Only a few were surprising: Hela, the Fire Giant, and Thanos with two or three Infinity Stones reached the planetary-universe level. Thanos with six Infinity Stones is a separate case.

After watching Deadpool and Hulk slaughter the Frost Giants with abandon, swiftly and decisively reaping their lives, I stopped watching.

Just then, two groups appeared at the gates of the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard: the Vanaheim tribe and Thor and his party. The Vanaheim were the race of Thor's mother, Frigga, and they had come to support Laufey after receiving news of the war.

Led by Nerd, the sea god who symbolizes nature.

The two groups saw each other as soon as they met, and after some communication, they learned the whole story. The Vanaheim people were determined to help Thor kill Ye Ritian.

Thor wielded the reforged weapon, Stormbreaker, a fusion of Mjolnir and Thor's hammer, making it even more powerful.

Star-Lord and his companions took the opportunity to look elsewhere, their gaze falling on the distant Asgardian bridge, where the land looked as if it had been ravaged by war. Corpses lay scattered on the ground, broken spears, shattered shields, and halberds lay close to the fallen soldiers, and the bodies of civilians in civilian clothes were everywhere.

Their faces were filled with terror as they faced death, their bodies riddled with swords and blades, some still clutching their weapons until their very last breath, all testifying to their relentless resistance.

Star-Lord quickly interrupted Thor and Neld's conversation, pointing in the direction.

"Thor, look! Your hometown has been invaded!"

Thor stopped chatting, and he, along with Neld and everyone else, looked towards the long bridge in Asgard.

"No, my people, my clan, my mother!"

"My good brother, Heimdall, wake up!"

"My people, what's wrong with you?"

"I just went out for a bit, how did you all die? What happened in Asgard?"

Thor ran to the soldiers, shaking their corpses one by one, trying to wake them. Then he looked at the common people, his heart filled with endless pain, tears of sorrow welling up in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks.

Thor wept uncontrollably, looking at his dead loved ones. Thor felt a sharp pain and sorrow in his heart. The sky had fallen!

Neld was very angry

“Who on earth did this?”