Hell was lonely and cold, and there were very few things that could remind Hela of anything.
But that day, when the blood rain fell and her powers were sealed, she was unexpectedly ensnared by those frenzied trees and was ultimately carried back to his little Bourne by Arthur.
Every time she recalled this incident, her feelings were somewhat complicated.
In her confusion, mixed with a bit of bewilderment, she gritted her teeth at Arthur, wishing she could eat him alive.
Yet in her solitude, there was also a hint of nostalgia.
A year had passed, and she thought she would never see him again, but unexpectedly, he appeared once more.
However, he brought no good news.
"Don't come back next time; otherwise, I will definitely kill you!!!!"
In her anger, she swung her sword down, and as the sword light rippled, the entire hell trembled again!
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"I almost died!"
With a flash, Arthur appeared on Earth, wiping the virtual sweat from his forehead: "How does this woman still have such terrifying power?"
The combat power that Hela unleashed in that moment startled him; if she had intended to kill him, he would have truly died in hell.
"No way. Next time I go in, I need to let the Abomination come out to hold the fort."
Arthur thought to himself but then shook his head: "No, that would be two against one. This woman is so crazy; if I pressure her with the Abomination's power, she might not submit. I can only rely on my own strength..."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out six rings.
Mandarin had been captured alive, and these ten rings were the spoils of war.
He had previously disassembled four of them, obtaining the powers of Flame of Faltine. Frost of Niflheim, the Gravity of Gaea, and the Shadow of Darkness.
At this moment, with a thought, he continued to disassemble!
His entire foundation relied on the Disassembler, and this time, after upgrading, he hadn't yet tried using it to disassemble items.
Disassembling took time, especially for such special items; each disassembly required nearly half an hour.
Taking advantage of the time, he looked around but didn't know where he was.
Surrounded by a vast desert, he seemed to be in some kind of sandy area.
After drawing a teleportation array on the ground, Arthur had already arrived at Camp Lehigh.
He needed a quiet place to slowly disassemble.
After this upgrade, the speed of disassembly had evidently improved; ten minutes later, one of the rings was successfully disassembled.
What he obtained was the Thunder of Storms!
"Now, I can pretend to be Thor with a hammer in the future?"
Arthur felt pretty good about it and continued to disassemble.
Fifty minutes later, all the rings were disassembled, yielding Metamorphosis of Change, Gale of Zephyr, Volt of Agony, Ruin of Oblivion, and Psyche of Enlightenment.
Among them, Metamorphosis of Change was quite interesting; it could transform matter, similar to material recombination.
It could easily change a patch of ordinary air into toxic gas or turn a living person into stone.
He pondered that with this thing, if someone displeased him in the future, he could turn them into stone for three years or into a rabbit for three years... If one day they remembered, he could turn them back; otherwise, they could just stay that way.
Gale of Zephyr allowed control over the wind, which could buff himself or act externally to create whirlwinds!
However, Arthur thought that if he used Gale of Zephyr and then activated acceleration, his speed might break through to a terrifying level.
Ruin of Oblivion emitted a destructive beam, and he was relieved that it didn't require him to strike a strange pose like Ultraman.
Volt of Agony, on the other hand, could generate immense shockwaves out of thin air. Arthur thought that if he were knocked down and the opponent tried to finish him off, suddenly, unleashing this could effectively help him stand back up.
Finally, there was the Psyche of Enlightenment!
He had read a book before that seemed to have a concept of the Psyche of Enlightenment, but the description was too esoteric.
The Psyche of Enlightenment he obtained could influence the opponent's mind, create illusions, and to some extent, hypnotize them, making them obey his commands.
"It's a bit like mind control..."
Arthur recalled his long-unused, somewhat useless ability; if it weren't for encountering that idiot, this ability would probably have been left to gather dust.
Thus far, he had completely disassembled Mandarin's ten rings.
However, he felt that the disassembly of these ten rings seemed not entirely pure; many functions were merely selected for their representative abilities rather than extracting all the powers completely.
"This might be related to the level of the Disassembler..."
With no reference, Arthur could only place the blame on the Disassembler.
Digesting various different skills and methods of use, Arthur suddenly frowned: "It seems... the colorless energy is a bit insufficient."
Previously, he had obtained Odin's divine power, causing the number of large stars within him to double, surpassing a thousand, which was just around the corner.
But now, with so many methods, it was all chaotic, and if he wasn't careful, he could easily exceed the limit.
"No, I need to think of a way." Arthur pondered that if he could break through a thousand large stars, perhaps a qualitative change could occur.
However, ordinary weapons no longer held much significance for him, and extraordinary weapons were not something he could easily obtain on Earth.
This made Arthur a bit troubled.
After thinking for a moment, he realized he had mastered handguns, rifles, and submachine guns to a very high level, but he had only just begun with sniper rifles, and weapons like rocket launchers were completely blank.
"Although it's better than nothing, it still counts as adding another means."
With this in mind, Arthur called Tony.
To obtain weapons, he definitely needed to find an arms dealer.
However, his request was a bit strange; he wanted sniper rifles and rocket launchers, and they had to be war-torn, damaged was fine, as long as the main functions were intact.
Tony thought Arthur was a bit crazy.
Last time, he asked for an old car, and this time, he was asking for old guns; what was wrong with him? Did he like second-hand stuff?
If it were anyone else, Tony would have scolded them, but since it was Arthur calling, he could only agree.
Moreover, Tony was very quick in handling matters; after making a few calls, he had already procured a batch of retired sniper rifles and rocket launchers for Arthur.
The reason given was for refurbishment.
In fact, the person who answered Tony's call was also quite dazed; wasn't Stark Industries no longer making weapons? How could they refurbish them? But since Tony promised to provide them with new weapons, there would definitely be some, so they didn't make it difficult. After registering, that afternoon, a batch of old sniper rifles appeared before Arthur.
(End of Chapter)
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