Chapter 444: [Sponsored]: Powerful People are often Bald

Chapter 444: [Sponsored]: Powerful People are often Bald

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Upon seeing Thor collapsed not far away, Fang Mo's first thought was whether he had returned too late.

After all, in the original story, it was rare for the God of Thunder to be beaten to such an extent.

If he remembered correctly, at most, it involved the Destroyer Armor, the Cursed Warrior, Hela, Hulk, Thanos, and another Thanos...

Well, Fang Mo took back what he had just said.

However, considering the Marvel storyline, Fang Mo also wondered if it was possible that Ragnarok had already arrived, which is the plot of Thor 3, with Odin's end nearing and he could no longer restrain his beloved daughter Hela, leading to her coming out and fiercely beating up her little brother.

Thinking this, Fang Mo also descended from mid-air and began to examine Thor's injuries.

Thor's injuries were indeed very serious, with a broken arm, a bloody hole in his abdomen, one of his eyes burst, and now his eye socket was covered with a thick layer of black and red blood scab. Mjolnir was discarded not far from him, its handle bent at a ninety-degree angle.

It was fortunate that Thor's veins flowed with the blood of the Asgardian royal family.

Otherwise, a normal person would have died long ago.

Even so, Thor was currently unconscious, in a miserable state.

"This unlucky child, being beaten up like this in his own living room..."

Seeing this, Fang Mo sighed. Vanaheim is also one of the Nine Realms, isn't that his living room? Shaking his head, Fang Mo directly took out the Blade of Healing and tentatively made a light cut on Thor's body.

The healing properties of the garnet, combined with the enhanced effect of the healing jade, were activated simultaneously.

Despite just a light cut, Thor's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his abdominal wound quickly closed, and his arm made a cracking sound as the broken bones quickly regenerated and realigned.

"Ugh..."

Soon, Thor woke up.

"You're awake?"

Fang Mo cheerfully greeted Thor and then waved his shiny scythe: "I'm performing surgery on you, wait a moment, and you'll become a cute girl. Then, you will be the famous Goddess Thor..."

"What? Wait..."

Thor immediately tried to stop him upon hearing this, but Fang Mo had already started.

"Kagura Secret Technique: Yagura Root Extraction!"

Fang Mo smiled as he swung down his scythe, the snow-like blade mercilessly striking between Thor's legs, causing Thor to feel a chill all over his body and scream in agony.

"No!"

However, it was too late, Thor felt an uncontrollable shiver.

It was probably from the pain, but Thor was unclear whether it was more painful physically... or spiritually. He felt guilty towards his father Odin, as the Asgardian bloodline might end with his generation.

"Maybe I should just pass the throne to Loki..."

Thor mumbled in a daze: "But he's a Frost Giant, what if he has a blue child in the future? Can the people of Asgard accept it?"

"Hey, why think so much?"

Fang Mo chimed in with a laugh: "You've become a girl now, just marry Loki, and the bloodline of Asgard will continue, right?"

"Hmm"

Thor was about to nod, but then he immediately came to his senses and said, "No, no! Fang Mo... Now is not the time for jokes!"

Yes, when he had just woken up, his mind was indeed a bit unclear, possibly due to reasons such as excessive blood loss, which is why he didn't react for a moment.

But now, after Fang Mo's treatment, his mind had returned to normal, so he hurriedly said, "Something big has happened! Fang Mo!"

"Yes, yes, I know."

However, Fang Mo had a smile on his face: "Isn't it just Hela coming out? No problem, I'll take care of her for you in a moment..."

"Hela? What is that?"

Thor was a bit puzzled, but then he immediately said, "Not the guy you mentioned, it's Thanos, that mad Titan has declared war on Asgard!"

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"No problem." Thor forced a smile and waved the Hammer of Thor in his hand: "It can still be used... really, no need to change."

Fang Mo spread his hands: "I don't want to talk more about what happened afterward. If you like using it, then use it. Anyway, you're gods, I, a mere mortal, can't understand your thoughts."

"I've never seen a mere mortal like you who can punch a god to death."

Thor couldn't help but say after hearing this.

"Is killing a god difficult?" Fang Mo retorted: "I know a whole bunch of characters who can kill gods, like Saitama, Kratos, Doctor Manhattan, and others, oh and one named Gorr, you might meet him later."

Speaking of which, Fang Mo suddenly touched his head.

"Right, I forgot to tell you, these people have one thing in common, and that is they are bald," Fang Mo reminded: "So be careful when you go out, pay extra attention to those without hair, and if their skin color is also abnormal... then you should turn around and run right away."

"Really?"

Thor asked with some skepticism: "You're not joking with me, are you?"

"We are close friends who can trust each other with our lives on the battlefield, when have I ever lied to you?"

Fang Mo said earnestly: "Anyway, you must remember what I said, those who are bald are perverts, and more than ninety percent of them have the ability to slay gods. Look at Thanos... didn't he almost paralyze you, and doesn't he also have no hair?"

"Uh?"

After hearing this, Thor paused for a moment and said subconsciously: "It seems to be true..."

"See." Fang Mo laughed and patted his shoulder: "Just remember what I said, let's go check on Nick and the others."

"Oh, right."

Thor then suddenly realized: "I wonder how they are now, let's hurry and see."

With that, he immediately swung Mjolnir, intending to take off by inertia.

However, probably because the handle of the hammer was bent, Thor had already taken off, but in the next second, he plunged straight towards the ground, his upper body went straight into the ground like a carrot, leaving only his legs standing tall.

"What a guy..."

Fang Mo burst into laughter at this scene: "The Asgardian mole beast."

Not sure if it was because Fang Mo's words were heard, the next second a burst of thunderlight emerged from the ground, followed by an explosion, and Thor somewhat awkwardly pulled his upper body out, spitting out a mouthful of sand to the side.

"You can fix it, right?"

Thor, seeing Fang Mo walking over, asked him somewhat embarrassedly: "I remember Eitri of Nidavellir speaks highly of you, saying you are the top forge master in the universe."

"So why won't you consider getting a new one..."

"Because I love it."

Before Fang Mo could finish, Thor immediately explained: "It has accompanied me through many wonderful times. I can let go of Mjolnir, but I cannot let go of those touching memories... Please, Fang Mo, you can fix it, right?"

"Uh... wonderful memories?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo involuntarily sighed: "Alright, give it to me, I'll try."

"I knew you could do it!"

Upon hearing this, Thor immediately smiled happily and quickly handed Mjolnir over: "Speaking of which... Can you actually lift it?"

"I couldn't before, but now it should be no problem."

Fang Mo said, taking Mjolnir from Thor.

He really didn't know how to break Odin's blessing, but now he had the Power Stone in his possession, lifting a dying star wouldn't be a problem.

However, to Fang Mo's surprise, Mjolnir did not resist at all.

Honestly, Fang Mo was prepared to forcibly handle it, but after taking it, he found Mjolnir didn't make any movement at all, not knowing whether Odin secretly granted him the corresponding authority or Mjolnir knew he could fix it and thus actively canceled the curse or something.

"You are quite obedient..."

Seeing this, Fang Mo also smiled and weighed the hammer in his hand.

He first took out the Geochest, moved his Tinker' Construct's Workshop out, and then took out a clump of green moss from a box, looking up at Thor with a mischievous smile.

"Keep your eyes wide open, I'm about to make your hammer green."