Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 366: Chapter 366



If Odin were to die, unexpected changes might occur. If possible, Syd hoped that Odin could continue living.

It was obvious, however, that Odin's body was failing.

Syd wasn't sure if Odin's death would be due to the strain of his ever-growing divine power or simply because his lifespan had reached its limit.

Speaking of which, Odin's Sleep seemed to delay death to some extent.

Pondering this, Syd wondered, "What if I transfer my divine power to him? Would he still die?"

He was well aware of the unique nature of his divine light power, which might fundamentally differ from the powers Thor and the others possessed.

If he were to transfer his light-based divine power to Odin, it might prolong Odin's life or even trigger some mysterious transformation.

After all, the Baldur he was imitating might be the Baldur of traditional mythology-or perhaps a combination of traditional mythology and the Asgardian myths here.

The most noticeable difference was that Thor claimed the Asgardians had lifespans of several thousand years. However, in traditional mythology, their lives were significantly longer, and their divine bodies and powers were much more extraordinary.

Of course, Syd was unsure whether he himself would age.

In traditional Norse mythology, the gods' physical bodies aged, albeit very slowly, and they relied on golden apples to maintain eternal youth.

As for their divine souls, Syd had tested this before and confirmed that they were immortal. Unless destroyed by external forces, they would never perish.

While Syd was lost in thought, Thor led him to an unfamiliar place.

"What do you two princes need from me?"

Clad in golden armor and wielding a golden sword, Heimdall fixed his golden eyes on the two princes who entered.

Syd snapped out of his thoughts and turned to Heimdall, then shifted his gaze to Thor.

He had no idea why Thor had brought him here.

Thor wasted no time, chuckling, "Heimdall, how's Hela doing? Can you show us her current state?"

Syd's eyes lit up with curiosity.

He was quite interested in Hela's current situation. How was she faring after being reduced to mortality?

At Thor's request, Heimdall's golden eyes flickered with a series of visions as if glimpsing countless scenes.

He smiled and said, "As you wish, my princes."

In the next instant, Syd noticed Thor's eyes turning golden, as though he could see and hear everything Heimdall could.

As for himself...

Syd felt a strange force attempting to establish a connection with him.

Heimdall turned, a look of surprise flashing across his face as he regarded the unfamiliar prince. The shock in his golden eyes quickly faded.

He, too, sensed the resistance of his power being blocked by this prince.

Before he could speak, the resistance vanished, and the connection was successfully established.

Syd could now see everything Heimdall saw and heard.

A scene unfolded before his eyes.

...

Midgard-Earth.

It was nighttime.

On the ground, engraved with mysterious patterns, Hela lay unconscious.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

After a long time, the disheveled Hela stirred, abruptly opening her eyes. Where is this?

Dazed for a moment, Hela's expression darkened as realization struck.

"That old fool... Don't you understand? The entire universe awaits someone to rule it, yet you're content with the Nine Realms!" she growled through gritted teeth.

Thinking of this, Hela felt a surge of resentment.

Odin had raised her to conquer, but now he had decided to stop and even hinder her. How laughable.

Without war, Hela felt as if she were nothing.

After a moment of bitterness, she clenched her teeth again, sensing her weakened body.

Then, the innate bond with her crown told her it was nearby.

"As long as I wear the crown, I can regain my power!"

A smile spread across Hela's face.

She got to her feet and moved toward the direction of the crown's pull.

Meanwhile, Syd's vision shifted again. His gaze fell upon a large crater, and his expression turned to surprise.

In the middle of the crater sat Hela's black crown, neatly placed.

That wasn't surprising, but what caught Syd's attention was the group of people who had discovered it.

A middle-aged man with yellow skin and ten rings wrapped around his arms stepped forward, gazing at the black crown in the crater before looking up at the sky.

Beside him, a man in black respectfully said, "Lord Wenwu, this is the object."

Xu Wenwu nodded, focusing on the black crown again with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Like the ten rings on his arms that granted him immense power, Wenwu understood that Earth's greatest powers often originated from beyond the planet.

Relying on the power of the ten rings, he had remained invincible for centuries, creating the Ten Rings organization to operate from the shadows.

Xu Wenwu pondered.

The object on the ground had fallen from the heavens, and he realized it was likely not of earthly origin.

Just as he marveled at the celestial artifact, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the

silence.

The twenty-odd people present instinctively turned their heads and saw a woman dressed in black and green, with long black hair and smoky eye makeup, walking toward them.

"Who are you? Stop!" a man in black, seemingly in his thirties, shouted.

Hela ignored him, commanding, "Bring me my crown!"

Her gaze landed on the black crown not far away.

Xu Wenwu replied calmly, "The only one giving orders here is me."

With a leap, he landed in front of Hela.

Hela's attention was drawn to the ten pale-gold rings glowing with a faint blue light on his

arms.

Looking at the rings, she chuckled. "I admire a man who dares to accessorize boldly."

Xu Wenwu frowned. "Most people fear me. You don't?"

Hela smiled. "I'm the same, darling. But I'm not most people."

In a low voice, she declared, "I am the Goddess of Death!"

With that, Hela raised her hands to her head, a smug, arrogant grin spreading across her face.

But after holding the pose for a long moment, she noticed no shock or fear in her opponent's

expression. Instead...

"Hm?" Xu Wenwu looked puzzled at her gesture.

Hela's face froze. "Usually, people react."

She instinctively touched her head again, only to find nothing there.

"Uh..."

(End of Chapter)

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