"You can call me Abe, or any other name, but people here call me old man. As you can see, I am the oldest gladiator here."
An old man in silver robes sat outside Thor's cell. He was a Sakaar with red skin, but aging had made his body very shriveled, as if he had changed his race.
"You are the newcomer that His Highness is interested in, that's why I came to tell you the rules of the Saka Star gladiatorial game..." The old man named Abe held a spear in his hand. Although he was old, his speech was still clear. His teeth were chattering a little as he spoke, as if he had no confidence.
Thor, who was chained to the dungeon wall, rolled his cloudy eyes, looked at the old man, and asked in a hoarse voice: "They captured another Asgardian... who is he?"
Abe shook his head and thought to himself: "On the day you go on stage, you have to get dressed, then put on the designated armor and helmet, and pick up your weapon. This is your weapon. You need me to give it to you. Can you tell us about it?”
Abe showed Thor the spear he was holding in his hand, and Thor's eyes fell on it. He showed a somewhat mocking expression, and his facial muscles that had not made any expression for a long time were a little stiff.
Thor's cheeks were completely sunken, and his eyes were sunk deeply into his sockets. The heroic and mighty Asgardian prince could no longer be seen at all. He looked like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years.
But after his eyes regained a little sparkle, a sharper temperament emerged from him, which made every expression of his very eye-catching. Abe saw his expression and said, "I only learn from others." I’ve heard about the Asa Clan from my mouth and heard that you are born with great power, so you’d better show your true abilities, then His Highness the Prince might let you go.”
"That man is your prince?" Thor asked, "What is his name?"
Speaking of Prince Ashan, Abe trembled, and then said: "How can I mention the honorable name of His Highness the Prince? He is the most respected prince of Sakaar, the favorite youngest son of His Majesty the Emperor, and the future of Sakaar. The owner..."
"...Why do you...ahem...why do you respect him so much?"
"Because he is the most respected prince on Saka Planet..."
Abe just kept repeating the same words, as if he was reciting an article. After a while, he stood up tremblingly, threw the gun in front of Thor's cell, and then said: "Later , His Highness the Prince will let you go out and duel with his brave gladiators. You must remember to put on your clothes and armor, and pick up your weapons..."
Then, he stooped and left. Not long after, a Sakaar guard walked into the dungeon, opened Thor's cell door, then opened the lock on his wrist, and escorted him outside the dungeon.
After walking up from the dungeon, there was a small school ground. Prince Ashan was standing in the center of the school ground, with two strong aliens fighting in front of him.
He saw Thor coming and smiled. He was in a good mood and chatting happily. He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to let go of Thor, but he did not remove his handcuffs and shackles, but let him stand where he was. Prince Ashan turned to him and asked: "What do you think of them? How do they compare to you Asgardian warriors?"
Thor did not answer. He was thin, looked haggard, and expressionless. Prince Ashan's expression became a little ugly. He said: "Asa clan, you'd better put down your arrogance. You were just thrown out by your people." Trash, there is no difference between you and them, you are all my slaves now!"
"You guys captured another Asgardian. Who is he?" Thor's eyes stared at Prince Ashan. There was a sharpness like a blade in his eyes, which was something that had never appeared in Thor before. temperament.
In the past, Thor, like most Asgardians, had a resolute expression and revealed a brave temperament, but now, he seems to have changed from a blunt weapon to a sharp weapon, from a warhammer to a spear.
Prince Ashan looked at him and his first reaction was to take half a step back with a guilty conscience. But soon, he realized what he had done and became so angry that the guard whipped Thor hard.
The guard pressed Thor's shoulders and forced him to kneel down. Prince Ashan looked at Thor condescendingly and said, "Don't look at me like that, you damn trash! I am the heir to the throne of Sakaar and the most powerful person in history." Noble prince!"
Thor narrowed his eyes and lowered his head. Prince Ashan thought he was afraid, and just as he was about to show a proud expression, he heard Thor's hoarse voice: "Only now do I understand how ridiculous what I did before was."
"Just like you now, maybe in the eyes of some higher-ranking beings, I was just an ignorant native fighting fiercely in an ant nest..."
Prince Ashan did not understand what he was trying to express, but this did not prevent him from hearing the sarcasm in Thor's tone. He stepped forward and kicked Thor hard, knocking him to the ground, and then said: "You think you Is it very noble? Asa Protoss? This is Sakaar, not a place where you can run wild!"
"If you were really capable, would you still be in such a mess? You'd better be honest and don't embarrass me in the subsequent duel, otherwise..."
Then, he turned to look at the two aliens who were fighting. One of them had been defeated and was beaten on the ground by the other. Prince Ashan waved with a gloomy face, indicating to his subordinates to separate them, and then The defeated one carried it over.
The defeated alien had purple skin and four hands. Thor knew that he should be the native of the Arcturus galaxy. Prince Ashan took a spear from his subordinate, and then asked his subordinate to press the strong Arcturian on the on the ground.
The Arcturian showed an expression of fear and despair. When Prince Ashan raised his spear, he had a look of resentment on his face, and then shouted in his native language: "You despicable villain, the fire will burn you to ashes." !...Ahhhh!!!"
The spear passed through the body, and blood spattered onto Thor's face. He still lowered his head expressionlessly, with his long golden hair hanging down on his shoulders. That sharp temperament became increasingly difficult to hide, even after a few steps. Apart from that, it can all feel a bit stinging.
Prince Ashan held up the bloody spear, and all his subordinates howled wildly to praise him, calling him the most respected heir of Sakaar. Thor half-knelt aside, silent.
"Look, Asa Clan, you, a piece of trash thrown out by your tribe, will never get as much respect and admiration as I do!"
"So what if you are the Asa Protoss? You are just a big-headed soldier who charges and bleeds. In the end, you were thrown into the garbage dump by them..."
Prince Ashan seems to like to find a sense of superiority from Thor, but this is not surprising, because the Aesir are famous in the universe.
Many interstellar civilizations like to call themselves gods after developing their civilization to the highest level on their native planet before stepping into the interstellar world. However, such gods will not be recognized by other civilizations in the universe.
And after most of them enter interstellar civilization, they will also discover that they were arrogant and find that they are no different from other civilizations.
But the Aesir Protoss are recognized as a protoss in the universe, because they possess all the elements of the protoss imagined by most civilizations.
They are born powerful, physically strong, beautiful in appearance, live long, and become stronger with age.
They are united, good at fighting, perfectly combine technology and magic, and have their own civilization's unique aesthetic vision and artistic creation. It is as if they are favored by the creator, and they seem to have no shortcomings.
Being able to trample such a race under his feet, Prince Ashan felt that he had created the history of the Sakaar people. No one had ever captured an Asir protoss as a slave. He was indeed the heir favored by God.
But the increasingly obvious edge on Thor made him feel uneasy. In order to cover up his guilty conscience and uneasiness, he took the initiative and said: "You claim to be the most capable race in the universe, so now, go and defeat He, go defeat the strongest gladiator here and prove yourselves..."
He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to pull the chain around Thor's neck and let him walk to the victor just now.
The winner was not a Sakaar, but another larger and stronger creature, with a small and long head and a huge body of a meat mountain. Seeing Thor walking over, the meat mountain roared, Pounced towards him.
Thor was wearing handcuffs and shackles, and a heavy iron chain hung around his neck. He couldn't escape at all, and was immediately knocked down by the meat mountain monster. A big mouth opened on the body of the meat mountain monster, and it fiercely Biting Thor's shoulder, Thor raised his head and screamed. He used his last strength to punch hard and hit the fleshy monster in the eyes, causing it to scream in pain and let go of its mouth.
Thor half-knelt on the spot and gasped. His original muscles were almost gone due to insufficient nutrition supply and serious injuries. The bones under the skin were clearly visible. His whole body was as dry as a piece of firewood, and it seemed that he had no bones at all. The glorious appearance of the Aesir.
He awkwardly dodged the attacks from the opposite side, but to no avail, and soon became scarred.
Prince Ashan laughed like a triumphant victor. Thor's lips trembled, but not because of the humiliation of being unable to defeat his opponent, but because another emotion was about to overflow from his body.
There had been many days and nights when he was just like the idiot in front of him, looking at the enemies who fell at his feet, laughing with pride, thinking that he was the winner in control of everything.
Just like what Prince Ashan did, he asked his subordinates to hold down the losers, and then stabbed them himself. Watching them scream, bleed, and die, the violent pleasure surged out of his heart. , making his eyes red.
In the pain, layers of shadows appeared in front of Thor's eyes again. He saw that everyone around him was like him, with red eyes filled with bloodthirsty and violence.
A blood-red vortex emerged behind each of them, and the monsters crawling out of it lay on their backs. Kill, conquer, and destroy them. You are the most powerful race in the universe. You are born So, as it should be.
Prince Ashan saw Thor suddenly stand up, and the sharp will around him almost turned into substance. His eyes were red and his face was distorted, as if he was competing with an invisible existence.
At this moment, that sharp will began to rise upward, deep into the deep space of the universe, until it touched the barrier of the universe.
Thor saw the truth of history and the past in a trance. The Asa protoss stepped on the corpses of their enemies, with their hands full of blood. The bonfires were raised and the songs were loud. They put a layer of hypocrisy on the killing and endless destruction, and then went crazy. Dance, celebrate.
More and more corpses, more and more blood, more and more power, and then...
A flame ignited from the center of the World Tree and burned everything.
The raging fire ignited the magnificent and glorious Asgard, burned down the majestic and gorgeous fairy palace, and the gods turned into helpless sheep, screaming in the terrible fire, and finally died.
Under the barrier of the universe, Thor saw with his own eyes how Ragnarok came.
Endless conquest and destruction will destroy this universe. More and more forces will drain out the origin of this universe, and that fire
That's the universe saving itself.
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