Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Hela's words plunged Asgard into a deathly silence once again.

On the refugee ship, everyone's expressions became quite interesting.

What did they just hear?

After ten days and ten nights of passion, the two of them... just like that, got together?!

Frigga looked at Sif, her eyes becoming hesitant and unspeakable.

Emotionally, she wanted to stand by Sif's side.

But her rational mind told her that sacrificing Sif's happiness at this moment seemed to be the best solution for the greater good.

If Hela truly fell in love with Peter, she might even be willing to follow him to Earth.

Didn't the dark clouds hanging over Asgard completely dissipate?

Thor also glanced at Sif, worried that his childhood friend would burst into tears.

After all, anyone would have their mentality collapse when facing such a powerful competitor who is almost abnormally strong!

Loki looked up at the sky, then at Sif, his expression quite subtle.

As a well-known sharp-tongued person in Asgard, he felt he would have wasted his life if he didn't say something in this situation.

So he took half a step closer to Sif and asked in a low, cheeky voice, "Are you panicking right now?"

Upon hearing this, Sif calmly took a sip of mead and said indifferently:

"I've seen this kind of thing many times."

"Huh?"

Sif looked at Peter and Hela in the distance and said in a steady tone, "In Midgard, the line of women who want to be his wife could stretch from New York to Los Angeles."

"So you're not angry?" Loki couldn't help but ask, hoping to detect the sadness hidden beneath Sif's calm demeanor.

"Why are you angry? I'm just a newcomer, aren't I? That guy was already with two girls before me."

Loki couldn't ask any more questions because he suddenly realized something.

That Midgardian already has everything; even his silly brother has found a sweetheart on Earth.

Looking around, he realized that he was the only one who was still single.

Shit!

What kind of world is this?!

Why am I, who's so handsome, the only single guy?

On the other side, Peter was equally bewildered in the wind.

What a bizarre turn of events!

What does it mean to say, "Having never experienced death in three thousand years, you've fallen a little in love with me because you sensed something similar from me just now?"

Peter suddenly remembered some abstract topics that Tony and Harry had discussed.

It is said that some wealthy people enjoy finding pleasure on the edge of danger.

For example, extreme gun control, or suffocation...

Peter initially thought it was just an urban legend.

But now... he felt that the person in front of him was the perfect target audience for this kind of gameplay.

What is this doing?

"So, you mean the harder I hit you, the happier you are?"

Hela did not feel that Peter was humiliating her when faced with his question.

He simply nodded generously.

"That's one way to understand it."

"So, can I take that to mean you need me to choke you while the rain beats down on banana leaves?"

Hela paused for a moment, seemingly immersing herself in that scene, and then a smile appeared on her lips:

"That sounds quite interesting. Maybe I can try it in the future. Hmm, this is something I haven't experienced in the past three thousand years."

Peter: "..."

Thor: "..."

Loki: "..."

Frigga: "..."

Sif lowered her head and drank.

She was afraid she would burst out laughing.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of that morning ten days ago, and of the praying mantis woman with her very dark circles under her eyes.

If that girl overheard this scene, it would cause her immense emotional distress!

"Can you pretend I didn't say anything?" Peter said, a little exasperated. "Just pretend I was joking."

"But I'm very serious."

Hela took two steps forward.

She didn't put away her weapon, but her aggressive intent had subsided.

"Just now, during the three minutes I was unconscious, I realized something."

Hela looked at the ruined Asgard, her eyes showing not a trace of pity:

"The throne, revenge, conquest."

"I used to think I cared a lot about these things because Odin owed me these things."

"But in fact, I didn't think about these things for even half a second during those three minutes."

"I just feel regretful, regretful that my duel with you may have come to an end!"

"You made me realize what I truly want!"

"so……"

At this point, Hela gave Peter a wicked yet subtly sexy smile:

"I've decided to make a deal with you."

At this point, Heath pointed at Peter and said:

"Midgardian, come and be my queen!"

Peter: ? ? ?

"Dare you look me in the eye and say that again?"

Hela repeated naturally, "Be my queen."

Peter suddenly felt very tired.

He was wrong; he dared not try to take a serious look at a mental patient who had been imprisoned for over a thousand years.

In the distance, Loki covered his mouth, making "kukuku" sounds, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

He wanted to laugh but dared not, fearing Peter would chop him into pieces.

Seeing that Peter did not intend to refuse on the spot, Hela continued:

"If you are willing to become my partner and satisfy my need for combat, I can let them go."

As she spoke, she pointed in the direction where Saul and Frigga were.

"I could even rule Asgard together with my good-for-nothing brother."

Thor's brow twitched slightly upon hearing this.

What is a "useless younger brother"?

If you keep swearing!

Loki looked at him and whispered:

"Joint leadership sounds like a good idea. How about we consider having the three of us take turns in charge?"

Thor ignored him.

He was assessing the weight of Hela's words.

If Hela were truly willing to give up her ambition to conquer the Nine Realms and instead focus her power on protecting Asgard, her existence would undoubtedly make Asgard even stronger.

The problem is, who can guarantee that she won't get tired of it one day and want to go back to her old ways?

Saul looked at Peter.

The answer is right there.

The person who can control Hela is standing over there.

This left Saul with mixed feelings.

He had just regained his Thor powers and was thinking he could hold his own for a while.

When he looked up, he discovered that Asgard's future depended on Peter's love life.

It's embarrassing to talk about this.

But what's even more embarrassing is that he really didn't have any better ideas.

On the other side, seeing that Peter remained silent, Hela continued to press the issue:

"Conversely, if you choose to reject me, I will not give up."

"I will begin my conquest as before. I will deal with them first, and then go to Midgard."

Hela's tone was very natural.

The usual bluster when there's no threat was displayed by him; he was as calm as if he were showcasing his interests during a blind date.

"Then you will have to constantly satisfy me in order to protect your planet, until you completely submit, or until I die completely in your hands."