I'm At American Comics: I Have A Magic Simulator

The other guards and maids stopped inexplicably when they saw Tianhou. Although they were puzzled and puzzled, they also stopped.

"You go to Van Sarrier, I suddenly remembered something."

Frigg was silent for a while thoughtfully, then smiled at the others and ordered Jane to be taken care of.

After everyone was persuaded to leave, Frigga carefully lifted up her long skirt and tiptoed to the other side, towards the back of the pillar. Behind the pillar stood a bloated man with messy hair and a big beard.

"Thor, aren't you in prison?-"

Friga groped the man bluntly and asked suspiciously.

Although the image and temperament of the two are very different, as a mother, she recognized him as her son at a glance.

"Ah ha ha!!!"

The bloated Thor was still poking his head around when he was startled by a sudden voice behind him.

Even Friga was stunned, and slapped Thor angrily, "What are you wearing?"

The mother looked around again and assessed that... her son had lost weight.

He looked haggard, with messy hair that hadn't been washed for a long time, and his stomach looked like a middle-aged uncle. He was wearing a red jacket and a gray hoodie, and he lost his previous majesty. .

Thor's eyes have different pupil colors.

"You're not the Thor I know, are you?"

Frigga stepped forward, reaching out to touch Thor's face.

Thor subconsciously wanted to escape, but in the end he still didn't move, letting his mother's palm caress his face, feeling the heat of this moment, his heart felt like a knife for a moment, and countless memories flashed wildly in his mind Pass.

But in the end he just gripped the crown tightly and said in a trembling voice, "No...that's the truth."

Looking at the eyes of this Thor standing in front of him, the lingering pain and the vicissitudes on his cheeks, Frigga vaguely seemed to understand everything, and said softly. "In the future, you will definitely suffer a lot."

"Oh......... didn't say I was from the future."

Friga's words are like a sharp sword, as if to pierce Thor's fierce heart.

The eyes of this eight-foot thick man were really covered with a layer of water vapor, and his teeth were biting his lips tightly, trying to hold back the emotions that were about to explode, so as not to let himself burst into tears in front of his mother.

"When you're a kid, you're not good at lying."

Frigg just looked at him affectionately, gently adjusting her son's dirty laundry.

There were no words, just a simple familiar action, but it completely broke his heart, the aggrieved emotions seemed to collapse like an avalanche, and lines of tears slid down Thor's cheeks. "...I am the future Thor, Mother."

"I need to talk to you, honey!"

At this moment, Thor is no longer the majestic Thor of the past, and he just wants to pour out the pain accumulated in his body.

"Come with me, Thor."

Frigga took her son's hand and walked slowly to the next room.

Although the time was short, they talked a lot, the things that troubled Thor, the mistakes that tormented his heart, and could only be revealed to his mother, and those knots were untied bit by bit.

Looking at Fridge's face, Thor has a desire to change the tragedy of the past. "Mother, I want to tell you something very important to you.

"No, son, you don't have to tell me."

Frigga just looked at him tenderly, with a hint of firmness in her eyes, and said in a low voice. "You are here to settle a future that belongs to you, not me.

"No...it's about your future!"

Thor squeezed Friggie's hand tighter, and said in a trembling voice, "I can change this, believe me, I really can!"

"You're wrong, Thor."

Frigg touched his cheek and whispered. "Fate has already doomed everything, and it cannot be changed in any form. If you think you can change it, it is just the fate that has already been doomed."

"I don't understand what you are talking about, but I know that I have this ability, and I can change everything!" Saul's eyes were red, and his will was very firm, "I have the ability to change everything now, I don't care about fate! "

"Thor, no!"

Friggie's voice is uncommonly firm, and she wraps her hands around Thor's face and says. "What you want to change must be your future, don't mess around, otherwise fate will impose punishment in another form."

"Then... let fate decide!'

Lightning flashed in Thor's eyes, and a decision was made in his heart.

Rottt...

The next moment, strong winds raged and thunder rumbled.

Pieces of silver battle armor took shape, the blood-red cloak raised high, and the invincible Thor is back!".

"No, Thor!"

Friga tried to hold him back, but reached out to grab him in vain.

Thor holds a battle ax and rises into the sky accompanied by endless thunder and lightning, passing the sky like a shooting star.

Seconds after the future Thor leaves, a raccoon bursts into the room, screaming. "Damn it, Thor, I can't even get into this room, can you help

"......Ma'am, may I ask, where did Thor go?"

"Thor...he intends to change the past.

Frigga looked out the window, full of anxiety and pain.

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"My God, you stupid bastard!"

Rocket Ku scratched his head in despair, knelt on the ground, and wailed loudly. "This is the end, history is going to be changed, obviously, Tony told us before we left that we shouldn't change history, but he still wouldn't listen!"

"No,...maybe there is still a chance."

Friga looked out the window and finally made a silent decision. "Eventually, fate will return to normal, just in other ways.

Asgard, Bifrost.

Heimdall's eyes see the Nine Realms and see through most disguises.

But only this time his eyes went wrong and he couldn't see the sneaking enemy.

Heimdall didn't realize that something was wrong until the dark elf's blade warship broke through Asgard's first layer of defense and rippling across the sea.

The Asgardian of Asgard drew his long sword and leaped high in three steps.

Then Heimdall slammed the sword on the void, and the space slowly tore open like a transparent curtain, and a black sword-shaped warship appeared.

it is foreign invasion

Although Asgard had not fought a battle in a thousand years, instinct had Heimdall sound the alarm.

But it was too late: huge amounts of hatches below the Knife battleship slowly opened, and from inside like sharp knives, dozens of small flight machines slid out of Asgard's courtyard fly layer.

War, so unexpected.

So much so that for the first time Asgard's security system didn't respond to the door. .