Hela was fearless of Aaron, who held a whip.
"Come on, use all your strength to please me."
"If I beg for mercy, I'm a dog."
Oh ho, you woman, you're a bit arrogant.
Aaron's lips curled. "Yes, that's the look, keep it up, I want you to be exactly like this."
Any excellent knight possesses the spirit to single-handedly tame a wild horse on the prairie.
Aaron quite liked Hela's demeanor.
The more untamed, the more arrogant and conceited she was, the more satisfying it would be to conquer her.
An hour later.
"Wait, I'm not coming. I beg for mercy, I was wrong."
"Don't be like that, I'm just starting to warm up. Quickly get back to that untamed look from before."
"No! I won't!"
"Don't be afraid, this is Asgard. You can continuously absorb energy to restore your strength. Let's continue."
Aaron raised his hand and delivered a direct blow.
Another hour passed.
"Uncle, Hela knows she was wrong. Woof... Woof..."
"Hela, you disappoint me too much."
"As a child of Asgard, is this all you're capable of?"
"Woof!"
Aaron, holding the leash, shook his head and got up.
The dignified Goddess of Death, in hand-to-hand combat training, only lasted two hours before completely losing her spirit.
Seeing Hela completely collapse into a soft heap, Aaron could only temporarily abandon the warm-up exercise, and in the name of Uncle and All-Father, inject deep love, along with the pervasive energy and blessings of Asgard, into Hela's body, quickly helping her recover her energy and stamina.
Hela quickly recovered some vitality.
In front of Aaron, she completely submitted, becoming docile and obedient, never daring to question Aaron's words.
Seeing this, Aaron was quite satisfied.
To deal with such arrogant people, one should crush all their pride and spirit.
Only by bringing her down to earth can she become well-behaved.
Still thinking of persuading me?
Heh, truly oblivious to the immensity of the world.
"Alright, I'm going to Earth to have some fun. You stay put in Asgard and don't cause trouble." Aaron pressed Hela's beautiful hair, speaking earnestly.
Hela rolled her eyes and looked up. "I want to go to Earth too."
Aaron hissed, his brow slightly furrowed. "What are you going to Earth for?"
Hela softened her tone. "I want to see the strong individuals you spoke of, uncle. I'd like to test what they're truly capable of."
Aaron's face hardened, and he said with a tremor, "Are you still questioning my words? Hmm?"
Hela was so startled she gagged a few times. "No, I just want to get stronger through battle."
"Uncle, carrying Asgard and the Nine Realms alone is too tiring."
I really want to help uncle share some of the burden, so I need greater strength.
Aaron closed his eyes, and after a long while, he said indifferently, "Alright, seeing as you're obedient, I'll let you go to Earth to play for a few days."
"Remember, don't mess around, or you'll face punishment."
Hela nodded repeatedly after kissing him. "I will definitely listen to uncle."
"If I want to do anything, I will definitely ask uncle first."
Aaron said, "Alright, drink this first, and your body should mostly recover."
"But to heal a body that has been depleted for over two thousand years, you still need to work even harder."
Aaron personally concocted a special drink that could beautify, and also heal Hela's body.
It activated her physique.
During the more than two thousand years Hela was sealed, her strength did not advance at all, and her body also suffered some effects.
Aaron couldn't stand by, so he personally helped Hela solve her problems.
Hela licked the corners of her lips after drinking.
She was ecstatic for a moment. She felt a large surge of energy flowing into her limbs and bones, greatly increasing her recovery speed.
Her body was already full.
Too full!
Aaron asked, "Want more?"
Hela quickly shook her head. "No, I really can't eat any more."
Touching her bulging belly, Hela wondered how many days it would take to digest this amount.
She felt herself constantly getting stronger, her efficiency increasing by at least twofold.
Seeing this, Aaron remotely informed Odin, and then took Hela back to Earth.
Meanwhile, Odin, who had been waiting for Hela's news in the Royal Palace of Valaskjalf, finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Frigga, who had already returned, asked, "Is everything settled?"
Odin smiled and nodded. "As expected of Aaron. Only he could subdue Hela, who bows to no one."
A slight smile also appeared on Frigga's face.
"That's truly wonderful. Hela being able to resolve her enmity with you, and Asgard having Aaron and Hela in the future, will surely be impregnable."
Odin was sincerely grateful to Aaron at this moment.
The images of Ragnarok that had tormented his mind day and night finally stopped appearing these past few days.
And Asgard's two most troublesome enemies had both been dealt with by Aaron.
He believed that under Aaron's leadership, Asgard would prosper peacefully for at least five thousand years.
"I hope Hela can give birth to a divine child soon."
Odin fell into fantasy, but he knew that his old body probably wouldn't last until that day.
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At this moment, at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
"Professor, we have prepared everything, a total of one hundred and twenty-three samples."
After Jean left, Ororo became Charles's assistant and was subtly being groomed by Charles to be the new successor.
Originally, Scott was Charles's favored candidate. But Scott, whose romance ended before it even began, watched Jean grow close to Aaron, imagining scenes of Jean being 'outputted' in various ways by Aaron. He was in constant pain.
Just now, he even went to drink with his fellow sufferer, Logan, and they talked over drinks.
It was because of this that Charles gave up on Scott and chose Ororo instead.
Although Ororo had never been to school, she was at least more rational than Scott and better at controlling her emotions.
Charles glanced at the neatly arranged reagents, thought for a moment, and said, "Draw one for me."
Ororo was astonished.
Charles gripped the steel handles of his wheelchair tightly. "Come on, our X-gene is nothing in Aaron's eyes."
He had another idea.
He wanted to stand up again.
Currently, only Aaron had this ability.
In fact, a long time ago, he and Beast had developed a reagent that could make him stand up. But if he stood up, he would lose his Mutant abilities.
This was the most contradictory part.
If he lost his Mutant abilities, he couldn't protect the Mutant school.
If he protected the school, he couldn't stand up.
After a period of deliberation, Charles chose to spend his life in a wheelchair. But he was not reconciled to this.
And Aaron, perhaps, had the ability to create a restorative potion that would allow him to have both.
Because he was Mr. Miracle!
After a moment of hesitation, Ororo personally drew Charles's blood.
Charles waved his hand. "Go, deliver these to Aaron Industries , for the future of Mutants."
Hearing this, Ororo turned and walked towards the hangar.