Feeling Odin's sharp gaze, Loki couldn't help but quietly move her legs and retreat behind Thor.

  The King of Asgard was burning with anger, ready to find an unlucky person to vent his fury.

  At this time, confronting it was definitely a self-destructive move.

  "Father, I'm disappointed in you, too."

  Thor couldn't accept it. The electric light that flashed in his eyes couldn't help but dim down.

  Odin's image in his mind had always been a radiant, heroic, benevolent, and wise great King.

  But the answer just now mercilessly punctured Thor's fantasy.

  "Rebellious!"

  Odin shouted angrily. A thick thunderbolt came down from the sky and blasted at Thor.

  The latter subconsciously raised the Mjolnir in his hand. However, he was surprised to find that the weapon that he used to wield like an extension of his arm was now as heavy as a million mountains and difficult to lift.

  Boom!

  The lightning was like a dragon, with its teeth and claws wrapping around Thor's powerful body.

  "Mjolnir is the honor I have bestowed upon you!"

  Looking down from high above, Odin's icy gaze carried a complex touch of contempt and loss.

  "I can give it to you, and I can also take it away."

  Thud!

  Mjolnir dropped to the surface of the Bifrost.

  No longer responding to Thor's call!

  As he lost his weapon, his whole body felt as if it had been shackled, layer after layer.

  The burning lightning struck his body like needles, causing a continuous stinging sensation.

  Despite this, Thor didn't give in.

  The Avengers, his girlfriend Jane … familiar figures flashed through his mind.

  The muscles of his arms were bulging like hills.

  Suddenly, he broke free from the lightning shackles with a furious roar.

  Odin was slightly surprised but turned to joy. He ridiculed, "Thor, you finally realized you're the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers."

  "Father, please give me a chance! Let me go to Midgard!"

  Free of the lightning shackles, Thor no longer disobeyed Odin but got down on one knee and bowed his head.

  He had already figured out that nothing good could come from hastily confronting the King of Asgard.

  "Such stubbornness."

  Odin shook his head and spoke to Loki, "You took your stupid, reckless brother, who doesn't know how to focus on the future, and have dragged him down with you!"

  "Destroying Midgard is not only to protect Asgard but also to protect you, Thor."

  "Maybe you can't understand the decisions I've made today."

  "You will understand when you are in this position in the future."

  "A qualified King must know how to switch positions."

  "Show mercy and majesty to his people."

  "Responded with toughness and violence in the face of his enemies."

  "Guarding the Nine Realms and Midgard is a responsibility, but not an obligation."

  "When necessary, we can give up our responsibilities. Do you understand?"

  After Odin's emotional speech, he didn't want to waste time by continuing the confrontation with Thor.

  He swung Gungnir. The power of the Runes turned into heavy metal chains and tied his disobedient son in a tight bundle.

  Asgard's Allfather, the supreme God King of the Nine Realms, was really angry, and Thor simply couldn't fight back.

  The seemingly back-and-forth between father and son just now was just Odin's leniency towards his own son.

  "Thor, I can't help you. Let's just accept this cruel reality obediently."

  Loki shrugged her shoulders and winked at the Warriors Three, who was kneeling on the ground.

  In Asgard, Odin's will above all else, and no one could disobey it.

  "Put him in prison in the lower level of the palace so that he can reflect on himself as a headstrong, reckless boy."

  The wrinkles on Odin's face seemed to grow deeper.

  Destroying a world with one's own hands required a sufficiently strong mental quality.

  In the face of billions of dead souls wailing, without a cold, hard heart, such a decision couldn't be made.

  "Father, you're a cold-blooded butcher, you … humph, humph humph."

  With Odin's cold glance, the Rune power surged. A strip of metal covered Thor's mouth.

  In his view, there was no overnight grievance between father and son.

  Thor didn't understand it right now, just because he was too young.

  Time would dilute everything. The long life of the gods of Asgard would make him forget the human woman in that blue planet, Midgard, that would turn into dust.

  The Warriors Three lifted Thor, who was constantly struggling and gradually went away.

  "Heimdall, how's Bifrost's energy-filling process coming along?"

  After solving the disobedient son, Odin descended from the sky and landed on the bridge.

  "Sixty percent, we probably still need a day or so."

  Heimdall replied.

  The Bifrost was Asgard's ultimate weapon.

  It was capable of extracting the huge energy of Yggdrasill, tearing the space barrier, and carrying out fixed-point transmissions.

  Similarly, it could also use this destructive power to level and crush a planet.

  "Very good. Thor doesn't know Cul's power, nor does he understand how terrible the Serpent will become when he awakens and draws on the fear of billions of living creatures."

  Odin helplessly sighed.

  His brother, the God of Fear, the Serpent, Cul, became brutal, warlike, and murderous when he took the throne.

  At that time, Asgard had many gods from the Aesir and the Vanir.

  As a result, one-third died at the hands of the Serpent!

  Like the God of Tempest, the God of Sky, the God of Forest… and so on.

  Cul forged eight hammers of fear from their bones.

  In order to stop his brother's atrocities from continuing, Odin went to the bottom of the World Tree, sacrificed one of his eyes, and hung upside down under the tree for nine days and nights.

  Finally, I attained enlightenment and the power of the Runes.

  After returning to Asgard, Odin held Gungnir and rode on an eight-legged horse.

  Together with the Aesir and Vanir gods, he defeated the Cul and ascended to the throne with the support of the people.

  This period of history was later erased by him.

  No one knew about this except for his wife Freyja and elders like Heimdall.

  Therefore, Thor never knew he had an uncle he had never met.

  "Everything is for Asgard."

  The gatekeeper said.

  Odin nodded, seemingly a little tired, ready to return to the palace.

  However, just as he turned around, he pulled back on the reins and turned his head to look at the Bifrost's core.

  Magic sparks cut through the void, cutting out a passage.

  "I told you to hurry up!"

  A clear voice containing mirth came out as if complaining about someone.

  "I missed a wonderful show of father's love and dutiful son!"

  Then, a more vigorous and rough voice sounded.

  "How could I possibly do something to my father? I have always respected him and supported him from the bottom of my heart!"

  "Really? I heard that in the original universe, you were banished to the Earth because you contradicted Odin, saying that he was a short-sighted old man and an old fool who lost his courage."

  Luke walked out of the portal and made fun of the chubby God of Thunder behind him.

  Asgard had not only the fine tradition of sibling discord but also an excellent family tradition of father's love and dutiful son.

  It was common for a father to beat his son.

  But from Hela to Thor, Odin's own bloodline, both nearly beat up their own father.

  They were equally stubborn, equally conceited, and equally … headstrong.

  It could be said that the father was kind to the child was dutiful. When meeting, they would directly swing their fists.

  It was 'almost', mainly because there was a gap of strength between them.

  Otherwise, Luke did not doubt that Thor, or Hela, would become that kind of 'dutiful son'.

  "My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Asgard whispered your name, Thor Odinson."

  He even helped Odin prepare his lines, just waiting for the Frostmourne.

  Too bad Thor used a hammer.

  Luke had some regrets.

  "Sorcerer Supreme?"

  Odin's gaze was slightly fixed, sitting on the eight-legged Sleipnir.

  He looked down on the young man who had taken the Ancient One's place.

  "Yes. Your Majesty Allfather, can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

  Luke walked up to the Bifrost with a calm face and a gentle smile, displaying a pleasant and talkative personality.

  "What explanation?"

  Odin asked knowingly.

  "Without the consent of any official organization of the Earth and the national government, you are going to take destructive actions against our planet, our long-standing home."

  Luke asked indifferently.

  "This is an act of cruelty that's even colder and worse than genocide."

  He couldn't feel the overpowering magic wave from the new Sorcerer Supreme, Luke's body.

  At least compared with the Ancient One, the other party was much worse.

  "Are you going to prosecute me? Use the laws of Earth to put me on trial?"

  Odin sneered and rhetorically asked.

  'Boy, do you think you're worthy of making such a big speech in front of me?'

  "That's a no-brainer."

  Luke grimaced and put away his smile.

  "Why must a pacifist be forced to use violence? It's the world's fault. "