Chapter 754: I Am the One Who Protects You

It was not the first time that Steve knew how powerful the treasure inside the jar was, but he was still a little trembling seeing such a dangerous thing being opened from his hands.

"The technology of this thing is far beyond what I can understand." Tony carefully took out this big killer, "If it is forcibly destroyed, there is a risk of detonation. I will put it in a safe place."

None of the people present knew this terrifying weapon better than Tony, and they could only watch him put it away nervously.

But Steve refused to continue opening the jar.

"It seems that my luck is not very good, let's change."

Steve didn't believe in luck at first, but now he has to believe it, what if he prescribes something that not only doesn't help but is more dangerous.

Seeing that even the captain retreated, the rest of the people were somewhat more nervous.

Tony thought for a while and suggested, "How about we each open one?"

In this way, even if the purple epic prize that can defeat Hela is not awarded in the end, it will not allow one person to bear the pressure of this "non-chief".

The rest also agreed.

Sooner or later you have to face it.

Natasha was the first to go up, and the pressure increased as she went to the back, but she still drove only rare blue ones.

Then Hawkeye, Black Panther, Coulson, Banner, and even Yuri.

Every time a jar was opened, everyone's expressions became more tense.

No.

The jars that were opened one after another were all blue rares, and there were no purple epics at all.

As the jars dwindled, it seemed hope began to dwindle.

Seeing that there is only the last jar left.

Everyone was silent.

"So now, we're only one-eighteenth hopeful?" Steve broke the silence.

"One-eighteenth is just an approximate probability, but if my cognition is correct, the treasure in the jar has something to do with the will of the person, so—" Tony opened the last jar violently.

He felt that his will was extremely firm.

This is all hope!

But......

Blue air is coming out of the tank.

Facing the blue air little dragon who blew, everyone fell silent again.

Many of them hope that this is just a dream, if they can.

No cans were opened, no such bad luck, everything hadn't started yet, and there were still ten untouched level 4 cans waiting for them to open in front of them.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

No grand prize, just reality.

After a long time, Steve spoke slowly, breaking the silence, "Fate is always worse than we can imagine, but when it happens, we have no choice but to resist."

"This kind of old-fashioned chicken soup for the soul, our generation has heard so much, Steve." Tony sighed long, looking very frustrated.

He has been very lucky along the way, and he has been in danger many times.

But now he really realized that in the chamber of commerce, he was not the main character.

That kind of miracle doesn't always happen.

"Now... what should we do?" Banner swallowed and looked at the others, trying to get an answer from someone.

"Without the purple epic, the possibility of resisting Hela's offensive is very small...but it is not hopeless." Tony whispered suddenly.

All of a sudden, everyone looked at him.

"In the jar just now, there is a technology, which is the knowledge about space blockade, called phantom space, which can expel a piece of space to a certain space prison between different dimensions. If we have the opportunity to trick Hela into it ..."

There was no need for Tony to say anything later.

It is difficult to win a frontal battle.

But if it is a surprise attack, there may be hope.

Of course, the hope is equally small,

No one can be sure whether the knowledge of the blue rarity level can be enough to imprison Hela. However, until now, they have no other way but to grasp all the trivial hopes.

Who made them not give out the big prize.

Tony is also determined to start a hesitant plan of his own.

And while Tony and the others were making all preparations for Hela's invasion.

Hella is also doing her own thing.

- Integrate the kingdom.

To be honest, she originally disdained to do such a thing. In her opinion, even the people of Asgard do not recognize her rule now, but after a long time, they will understand that apart from submitting to her There is no second choice.

However, Hela was tasked with fulfilling the wishes of the Asgardians.

The desire to wash away the humiliation and achieve a great revival.

Therefore, Hela summoned all the people to the ruins of the original palace.

"Look here." Hela stood in the middle of everyone in tights, she spread her hands, indicating the ruins, "This is our former palace, a symbol of Asgard, its image is in The Nine Great Nations, and even among the many civilizations, are holy places that represent the 'House of God'."

All the people who were driven over fell silent.

They all looked at Hela with fearful eyes.

"But now it's destroyed."

Hela looked at everyone with cold eyes, and no one dared to look at her.

"Destroyed in front of you, in front of Odin and his useless son, the king of the gods who couldn't even protect his own palace? It's ridiculous." She really sneered, and there was no sarcasm in her eyes don't hide.

"Shut up!" Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd, and a young golden armored warrior came out with an expression of death-defying expression, "You have no right to slander the God King, he sacrificed himself to protect us."

In Asgard, many young warriors regard Odin as their spiritual idol.

This fighter who stood up clearly did.

The rest of the people looked at him with sadness, but more with pride.

Violence and blood cannot hold Asgard.

"You mean guardian?"

As soon as Hela raised her hand, the young Asgardian warrior immediately flew over uncontrollably, lay down in front of her, and was stepped on by her.

"The only reason why Odin will die is that he is too weak, so weak that he can only fight with his life, but what is the use? Now you are kneeling in front of me, who do you want to protect? Who can you protect? ?”

The young golden armored warrior's face was flushed and he was exerting all his strength.

But nothing happened.

The foot on his back was like a whole mountain.

"Listen." Hela looked at everyone in front of her, "In my time, Asgard was the real domain of the gods, and neither the Nine Great Nations nor any civilization in the universe dared to provoke it, so you have For thousands of years of prosperity, it is not Odin who guards you, it is me, it is blood and war!"