CHAPTER 235: CHAPTER 236: TRASH BELONGS IN THE JUNKYARD

"Meow!"

"Meow, meow, meow!"

The orange cat perched on Lothar’s shoulder roared, seemingly mimicking Lothar’s call to Odin.

Behind Lothar, The Other, strutting like a tiger with a fox’s borrowed might, carried the megaphone he’d taken from Woz. This was his job as a minion.

"Lothar?!"

Hela, accelerating towards the Bifrost, looked back with a surprised expression at the Valkyries relentlessly pursuing her under Odin’s command. She gritted her teeth, redoubling her efforts.

Closer!

Closer!

Just a little more, and she’d reach Lothar!

Her recent experiences fighting alongside Lothar filled Hela with immense confidence. If it was him...

This is bad!

It’s Lothar!

Beneath the flashing lightning and roaring thunder, Thor, wielding the Mjolnir from this timeline and donning a horse-faced mask, swung his hammer without hesitation. His portly figure moved like a flash of lightning, intercepting Hela and blocking her path.

Lothar had arrived as prophesied in the secret histories, but Hela hadn’t suffered the near-fatal wound recorded in those same histories.

In the original timeline, Hela would have enraged Odin by injuring their mother, Frigga, leading to Odin swiftly and decisively defeating her, inflicting the most severe injury of her life.

When Lothar descended upon Asgard, it was because of this grave injury that Hela couldn’t actively fly towards him.

"Fath... Odin! Listen, Hela must not reach Lothar!"

The awakened God of Thunder, Mjolnir in hand, descended from the sky. The flashing lightning halted Hela’s momentum. Beneath the horse-faced mask, his expression was grim.

"He’s my son?"

Though Thor quickly corrected himself, Odin, with his intuition and unique power sensing, perceived his true identity.

Odin slowly took the Space Stone from his pocket, bewildered. When did he have such a grown son?

During his dashing golden years, he’d taken precautions, so illegitimate children shouldn’t exist.

"No."

"He protected me, Odin." Frigga recalled Thor’s sudden hammer strike that repelled Hela. The couple exchanged glances, an answer already forming in their minds.

"It seems our son has run into some serious trouble," Odin said with a smile, twisting the Space Stone in his hands. A sapphire light emanated from Odin, immediately engulfing Hela, whose path was blocked by Thor, and swallowing the swarms of Valkyries.

"Hela!!!!"

On the Bifrost, Lothar watched Hela vanish without a trace from his sight, his pupils contracting sharply.

On the screen in Lothar’s right eye, Woz’s analysis rendered him silent. "Your Highness Lothar, it’s an Infinity Stone isotope. Analysis indicates Odin’s Space Stone forcibly teleported Lady Hela out of Asgard."

On the other side, Odin paid no mind to Lothar’s arrival; he was more concerned with Thanos standing behind Lothar. "Frigga, I’ll leave this to you. I’m making a quick trip to Midgard."

"I’ll be back soon."

If his suspicions were correct, Lothar’s appearance was merely a test from Thanos. At this critical juncture, Odin couldn’t casually deal with such a test and directly trust Sorcerer Supreme Agamotto.

Lothar could be dealt with at any time, but Thanos... he’d have to ask Agamotto to handle him with the Time Stone. In these tumultuous times, he didn’t want to clash with Thanos head-on.

"Damn it!"

"Thor, you idiot!"

"Do you have any idea what you’re doing?!!!"

Rocket Raccoon, who had waited for ages for the historical melee between Lothar, Odin, and the Valkyries to begin so he could snatch the Flerken amidst the chaos, finally exploded in a fit of rage. Unable to contain his indignation, he pointed at Thor in the sky and cursed him fiercely!

"Do you think you’re the only one who’s suffered boundless pain?!"

"Huh?!"

"I watched Groot turn to ash right before my eyes! Ash!"

"You think you’ve shouldered responsibility? You don’t want your mother hurt? Bullshit! What are you even?! This was our last hope!!! All because of your momentary impulsiveness!!"

"Now, it’s all for nothing!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!!"

"I swear to God, I just want to blast you to bits right now, you know that?!!!"

The nearly despairing raccoon spewed a torrent of expletives. Thor in mid-air silently endured it, the veins on his right hand, clutching Mjolnir, bulging, yet he had no rebuttal.

The alteration of history was indeed due to his impulsive act. It stemmed from his unwillingness to see his mother afflicted with a permanent, incurable illness. He had personally destroyed the entire team—

BOOM!!!!

A figure with flowing golden hair clamped onto his throat, dragging him straight down towards the Bifrost!

The sound of flesh colliding with the bridge surface brought Rocket Raccoon’s tirade to an abrupt halt.

"Was that you? You blocked Hela?"

After a moment of silence, Lothar raised his head again, his face as cold as ice.

Sizzle...

Electricity flickered in Thor’s eyes beneath the horse-faced mask. Thunderclouds in the sky above suddenly unleashed lightning at his command!

RUMBLE!!!

Dust billowed, and the orange cat scurried away. Lothar, who had effortlessly lifted Thor by the throat, remained completely unharmed.

"It was me, of course."

Thor’s voice held a hint of mockery. The next second, he was directly flung out by Lothar, crashing heavily onto the Bifrost.

"Cough, cough..."

"You know what?"

"I’ve always disliked you, Lothar."

Thor wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up, continuing to provoke the expressionless Lothar. "In fact, I think I can defeat you now. Or rather, I’ll try to defeat you."

Mjolnir flew to his hand, and Thor roared, charging towards Lothar. His long-degenerated, bulky body was instantly kicked over by Lothar...

The raccoon stared, dumbfounded.

Has he gone mad?!!

No axe, and his godly power has been stagnant for so many years. How could he possibly fight Lothar from two millennia ago?!

"Defeat me? With you?"

BOOM!!!

A silvery energy beam instantly disabled both of Thor’s arms. The stunned raccoon suddenly saw the fallen Thor wink at him.

Following Thor’s hint, the raccoon saw the orange cat under The Other’s foot, wagging its head and standing on its tiptoes, watching Thor get beaten.

A look of shock appeared in the raccoon’s eyes.

"Now!"

With a roar, his long-accumulated lightning power erupted! Dense bolts of lightning descended from the dim sky. Thanks to Hela two years ago from his timeline, Thor had abandoned Mjolnir and understood the true nature of his godly power.

"I will bear the consequences of my own mistakes!"

"I’ll stake my life on it!"

RUMBLE!!!!

RUMBLE!!!!

The intense lightning continued to fall relentlessly. The entire Bifrost, no, the entirety of Asgard, was instantly thrown into chaos by this abnormal energy surge!

Heimdall, still healing, was roused by the Bifrost’s commotion and rose from his slumber.

"Take this, Lothar!"

"This is my belated gift to you!!!"

Roaring, Thor’s upper garments ripped apart under the exploding energy as he charged directly towards the golden-haired, green-eyed Lothar.

"You want to kill me?"

"You’re not even close."

"Since Odin doesn’t want to see me, then I’ll beat him until he does."

Lothar cupped his hands at his waist like claws. Facing Thor’s life-staking attack, he didn’t dodge, instead unleashing a powerful energy wave directly!

"Trash belongs in the junkyard!"

Golden energy surged again with the power output, and the silvery energy beam directly shattered Thor’s last resistance, blasting him towards the north of Asgard!

In that direction lay a junkyard known as Sakaar.

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