My sister is a black widow

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The magnificent golden gunshot pierced through the air with bursting marks, and the ferocious giantsword broke openly under the bombardment of Kungunir, cursing the warrior with a huge wound on his chest.

The solid dark magic exploded from the elders of the Presbyterian Church, surrounding Odin. Odin was old and strong, and the horrible Odin divine power flowed in his body, and the dark magic that came from the attack was completely wiped out.

With Odin’s determination, Kungunir flashed in the air like a golden phantom. Odin Mingming, who threw Kunguniel again and again, was old and pale, but his movements remained vigorous and powerful. Coming out of Kungunir seems to be throwing a lifetime of anger and anger.

The king's anger cannot be resisted. Although the strength of the few remaining elders themselves cannot be underestimated, they are not opponents of the desperate Odin.

Soon, many more corpses appeared on the ground.

But taking advantage of the great movement of their battles and the energy blasted away, the cursed warrior who had suffered a severe blow on his chest no longer continued his fierce fight, and quietly led a few young dark elves into the nearby space crack, which led to the Sea of ​​Jotun Mu, there is a battleship that carries all the hopes of the dark elves.

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When Thor arrived at the Rainbow Bridge, the battle between Odin and the Presbyterian Church was over.

The huge void created by Kungunir was shocking on the few quiet bodies.

Bizhong's sharp spear killed the enemy and also smashed Odin himself.

Sol never found out that his father had become so old.

Even standing there, his breath swelled, his face was pale, and his body was empty.

As if it was just an old soul trapped in the body, he couldn't wait to ascend to heaven.

Seeing Thor's arrival, Odin's tired face showed a look of relief.

"I'm leaving."

Sol's eye sockets were moist, and he stood beside Odin a little at a loss.

"These old guys blocked my steps with their lives." Odin slowly shook his head, "I am too old. If it were Odin thousands of years ago, there would be no surprises here. But... ."

After a pause, Odin said, "Some dark elves have escaped. The cursed warrior who killed your mother was hit hard. They took advantage of me and these old guys to escape through the crack in space to Jotunheim."

"I'm leaving Asgard and won't come back again." Odin's expression was somewhat calm, "I'll leave it to you, my son."

The tears in Sol's eyes could no longer accumulate, and they rolled down, crying like a child.

Too many people died.

Too many people who are hard to give up to Sol.

Odin's "I hand it over to you" is the most magnificent moment when the new king and the old king alternate.

In this context, there are some bleak colors.

Odin, the great king, has guarded this country for thousands of years. From the tyrant fighting on all sides to the present, his life cannot be slandered by anyone.

For the Asgardians, Odin is the towering tree at that moment that is sheltered from the head.

His achievements and bloody hands have allowed all Asgardians to walk proudly in the universe, so that Asgard does not need to fear anyone, whether it is an evil other dimension or an ambitious universe overlord.

This big tree has stood for five thousand years. For the Asgardians, Odin is their world tree, protecting Asgard below with its luxuriant branches and protecting their world.

To this day, this big tree has fallen down after all.

And Thor, from now on, there will be no father and mother standing behind him, facing the boundless enemies and endless malice of this universe, he can only rely on himself.

Not only that, but he also wants to be a tree of his tribe, giving shelter to others.

Although it was not unpredictable in his heart, especially in the past, when Thor was the arrogant prince, he would occasionally think of what he would do after he inherited the throne. That must be a very proud scene.

But at the time, he did not expect that this scene would become real, and the price paid was indeed the lives of his father and mother.

"Heimdall is seriously injured, you take him back to Asgard, and Heimdall will entrust my instructions to you when he wakes up." Odin's eyes were a little deep, "After the situation in Asgard is stabilized, Go to Jotunheim, search for the trail of the escaped dark elves, find the cursed warrior who killed your mother, and seek revenge."

Sol nodded.

"Asgard’s warships are not powerful." Odin was silent for a while. This was also the lack of Odin when he was in power. Asgard’s scientific and technological prowess was a bit biased. Because of the Rainbow Bridge, Asgar The upgrade of the German Star Battleship is significantly slower than other races. Although the Rainbow Bridge can achieve fixed-point transmission, it is difficult to track. "You can go to the earth to find your friends and borrow the Zetaru biological warships. The Dark Elf’s battleship stealth technology is good, but not as fast as the Zetarians."

"After I leave Asgard, don't waste manpower to find me." Odin said, "I'm going to some important places, and finally take a look, maybe we will see you again."

Having said this, Odin's lips trembled slightly. The relationship between him and Saul was a bit like a typical father-son relationship on the earth. Every time he talked, he couldn't say a few words and he was speechless.

Even though, this may be their last side.

"Child, take care of yourself." Odin said, "Take care of Asgard."

"Father!" Saul couldn't stand it any longer, letting his emotions pour out, "Stay, we can think of ways to treat your body."

Odin smiled and shook his head, and then he looked at somewhere in the void behind Saul.

There was silence for a while.

Sol stared at Odin's figure gradually illusory, until it disappeared, his expression was a little dazed.

In the place where Odin's eyes were just now, in the crevice of the void, Loki's expression was extremely complicated, a bit ferocious, some heartache, and some unforgettable sadness.

"Old man, I'm dying, have you become soft and hesitant?" Rocky was thinking a lot, "Since I found me, shouldn't I help Sol get rid of this trouble? After all, I am a coveted Asgar. The frost giant of the German Throne..."

Loki was pale and shook his head weakly.

What am I thinking?!

They imprisoned me, and he denied all my efforts, shouldn't I hate him!

But... why is it so heartache?

Getting rid of this bad mood, Loki, who looked equally bad, raised his head and saw Thor's unsuspecting back in front of him.

A terrifying thought rose in his mind.

If at this time... Sol is dead... Asgard is in trouble, the new king...

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Loki is almost 90% sure that he will shoot now, and Thor will really die in his own hands.

How tempting is the throne that stands on top of the nine realms. Loki was frightened by the thought and sweated. Unexplainable emotions rushed in his body, but when he recovered again, Thor's The figure has gradually moved away.

It seemed that this had become the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and Loki sat down on the ground, muttering unclear words.

Why didn't you do it?

Because, he is my brother?

joke.

Because both father and mother died.

I only have my brother.

Loki covered the handsome face with his hands, and the cold sweat on the palm of his palm and the cold sweat on his face were sticking together, which made him sober.

In fact, many things are not that complicated. Perhaps it was because Odin and Friga were both alive before, and Loki was eager for them to recognize himself.

But now they are all dead suddenly.

Even if I can become the king of Asgard, whose approval shall I seek?

If my brother dies too, what is the meaning of this world?

"Loki, you are not a qualified hero, you are not a true careerist." Rocky laughed at himself in his heart, "You never longed for the throne, but the approval from the heart of the person who cares."

But recognition...isn’t it always there?Instead, it was his reckless actions time and time again, pushing those approvals farther and farther away. Even so, his loving mother and brother who was kind to stupid still couldn't bear to give up on himself.

Oh, this feeling is really bad.

Rocky staggered to his feet and walked towards the Rainbow Bridge.

He has no time to think about the dark elves, no time to think about the devastated Asgard behind him, no time to think about the future, but subconsciously wants to escape here, escape this place where he grew up from childhood, here is where he left behind. Too many regrets, too many hard to make up mistakes, too many...

Let's go, go to a completely unfamiliar place and find a life of drunken dreams.

Anyway, the name of the second prince of Asgard is still very useful, isn't it?

He is not a frost giant, he is not a dog of Thanos, he is the second prince of Asgard.

Odin and Friga’s child, Sol’s younger brother.

If someone challenges his identity, he will become the deepest nightmare.

Because this is already him, the only thing left.

...

new York.

The Fog Fund Building on Wall Street, a skyscraper with hundreds of floors, and the exceptionally bright logo on the outside seems to show the extremely powerful power of this fund.

On the forty-seventh floor of the building, a dark black suit barely hides the curve of Linglong's body. Below is a gray and black variegated office skirt showing two extremely slender legs, wearing a pair of the same pitch black. His glasses, the mirrors conceal the deep night-sky eyes behind.

Morgana slowly walked into the elevator under countless pairs of stunning, jealous and envy eyes. As the elevator doors slowly closed, a sneer of disdain appeared on her face.

What a stupid earthling.

But... this feeling is surprisingly good.

Shaking his head, a long purple-black hair that looked like a deep cloud swept across the fine-material suit. As the elevator slowly moved up, until the number on the display stayed at 102 and stopped moving, the elevator door slowly opened.

A smile of joy and joy instantly appeared on Morgana's face, as if a spring breeze suddenly came, and then gently twisted her body and walked slowly into the top floor of this skyscraper.

This level is a very mysterious place for most people, and only a few people are qualified to enter here to see their legendary boss who is so beautiful that it is unimaginable.

However, Morgana is a rare exception. Not long after entering the company, she was appreciated by her boss through various incidents by chance. Coupled with her past dazzling resume, she directly entered the middle and senior management of the Fog Fund.

The Mist Fund is the most mysterious and powerful foundation in the United States and even on the planet. Only a few high-level executives can get a glimpse of the iceberg of the foundation’s wealth, especially when you see that the most famous companies seem to be under the foundation. That awe will follow.

Morgana walked in, but was surprised to find that a man appeared in the Boss room today.

At the moment she saw this man, Morgana subconsciously took a deep breath, lowered her head slightly, and slowly retreated to the elevator door.

In the huge and luxurious top space, Natasha and Leon sat together, each shaking a wine glass in their hands, Natasha tapped the glass with her finger in boredom, and Leon smiled... .. blame!

Since returning to New York with Tony's group, Natasha has also seen Vivian on Leon's back.

Because Leon disappeared for so long without the slightest news coming back, and seeing a strange little girl lying on Leon’s back, Natasha's dissatisfaction broke out directly, hooked her finger, Vivienne behind Leon He yelled and flew in front of Natasha.

But Natasha's face changed as she observed Vivienne up close.

The soul gem on the bronze pendant on her chest was exuding strange fluctuations because of Vivienne's approach, especially Natasha, who understood the meaning of such fluctuations, looked strange.

She looked at Leon a little hesitantly, and wondered, "This girl...is a gem turned into a fine?!"

"Hahaha." Leon was taken aback when he heard Natasha's words, and then burst into laughter.

Natasha watched Vivienne weirdly, and Vivian watched Natasha not to be outdone. After both of them stared at them for a while, Natasha smiled weirdly, "Well, let’s talk to I go home, wild man, I want a reasonable explanation."

Leon naturally nodded again and again.

Ignoring the meaningful gazes of Tony and others behind, Leon hugged Natasha directly, and Natasha hugged Vivian and teleported back to the manor.

It is worth mentioning that Vivian originally seemed to resist anyone except Leon, but at this time she was held in her arms by Natasha but did not resist, just staring straight at Natasha.

After returning to the manor, Naya swam out of the lake excitedly. After all, she hadn't seen Leon for a long time. It was another introduction and explanation.

After explaining Vivienne's origins, Natasha also fell silent.

The bizarreness of this girl is simply unimaginable. Is she the Vivienne in English myths and legends?Or a gem of reality?Or is it a human being hundreds of years ago?Still a magician?

...

Natasha: Stupefied!