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Chapter 351: The Mighty Homelander, Crushing the Goddess of Death Hela
🕑 Added 2025-09-28 15:18:44 +0000 UTC
Hela couldn’t help but be shocked. With her overwhelming power, an enemy had gotten so close to her, and yet she hadn’t sensed a thing!
If the other party hadn’t spoken first, she wouldn’t even have realized someone was already standing right beside her.
Unfathomable!
No matter who this person was, it was clear—they were a master whose strength ran incredibly deep.
Swish!
The surprise flashed across Hela’s heart, but she instinctively turned her head toward the direction of that voice.
What she saw was a very young man, casually leaning against a tree.
At first glance, he looked rather ordinary. But when Hela carefully studied him, she felt an indescribable sense of oppression radiating from him.
This was no ordinary man.
A true powerhouse!
“Homelander!”
Thor and Loki’s faces lit up with excitement at once.
Homelander—he had finally arrived in time!
“Alright, Homelander, this isn’t the time to be watching a comedy.”
Loki pushed himself up from the ground, walked to Alex’s side, and swept a wary glance at Hela. His eyes brimmed with dread.
“She’s no ordinary enemy.”
“That’s right, Homelander. Even you cannot afford to be careless.”
Thor, battered and bruised, also dragged himself to Alex’s side and solemnly reminded him.
“So~ you’re the one my two useless little brothers are pinning their hopes on? The so-called savior of Asgard?”
Hela glanced at Alex with mock seriousness, her lips curling with faint anticipation.
No wonder Thor and Loki treated him like a messiah—this man truly didn’t seem ordinary.
And yet, even so, Hela didn’t take him seriously.
After all, this was Asgard!
Here, she was invincible.
No one could stand against her—not even Odin himself!
“Goddess of Death Hela, Homelander has arrived!”
Alex looked at her with calm indifference, his tone equally casual.
Inside, however, a spark of curiosity stirred.
Over the years, his strength had grown terrifyingly once again.
With the dual boost of cosmic energy absorption and his system’s enhancements, Alex’s baseline power had reached 9,000 tons, and his speed had climbed to 4,000 meters per second!
In the Marvel world, this level of strength was monstrous.
Aside from beings like Arishem, Alex couldn’t think of many who could rival him.
Well—except for Odin, if he were still alive.
Asgardian gods grew stronger with age. Had Odin survived, he might have been able to clash with Alex head-on.
But Odin was dead.
So what about Hela, the threat even Odin had considered grave?
Could she give him the thrilling battle he craved?
Alex found himself very much looking forward to it.
“Homelander, I hope you can bring your queen some amusement.”
With regal confidence, Hela strode toward Alex step by step.
Clang!
As she spoke, she flipped her hand, and a long sword condensed into existence.
Hiss!
Alex sneered coldly and wasted no words.
His eyes flared, releasing two blazing beams of heat vision that shot toward Hela.
Her pupils shrank—she dared not take it lightly.
The energy contained within those beams was terrifying, even more powerful than Thor’s lightning!
This man… was no joke!
Swish!
But Hela was no pushover. With a flick of her wrist, her sword caught the heat beams, blocking them.
At the same time, her free hand slashed outward.
Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!
Several razor-sharp blades ripped through the air, streaking toward Alex.
But before they could reach him, an impenetrable barrier of telekinetic force rose up, effortlessly blocking them.
Then—
Alex tilted his head slightly, and his heat vision swept across Hela’s body in a searing arc.
This wasn’t a fixed blast but a moving cut. There was no way Hela could defend with just one sword.
At the critical moment, she sprang upward, leaping dozens of meters into the air, barely avoiding being sliced apart.
Hiss!
The beams scorched past her cloak and slammed into the ground below, carving a massive, smoking trench.
“This man… he’s strong!”
Hela’s heart sank.
Even with that brief exchange, Alex’s strength was undeniable.
She could now confirm—this man’s power was at least equal to her own!
Boom!
Before she could recover, a sonic boom split the air.
Her vision blurred, and suddenly, Alex had vanished from where he stood—only to appear right before her in the blink of an eye.
His speed was so fast, Hela couldn’t react in time.
“What?!”
She was horrified. How could Homelander be this fast?
Boom!
Alex’s fist came crashing down, carrying thunderous force as it slammed into her.
She had no chance to counter—it landed cleanly.
At 4,000 meters per second, who could possibly react?
Boom!
Hela’s body was smashed like a cannonball, slamming into the ground with devastating impact.
The earth quaked violently as if an earthquake had erupted.
The crash carved a massive crater into the ground, with cracks spider-webbing outward in every direction.
The same Hela who had toyed with Thor and Loki as if they were children now found herself utterly reversed the moment Alex appeared.
In a single exchange, she had been crushed.
“Excellent! Well done, Homelander!”
Loki slapped his thigh in excitement, his face glowing with joy.
“So this… this is Homelander’s true power?”
Thor muttered in awe from the side.
Since awakening his true “power of the God of Thunder,” he had become keenly aware of how terrifying Hela was. She was the strongest enemy he had ever faced, radiating a power that left him in despair.
He knew, no matter how hard he trained, he could never surpass her.
And yet—
Even an enemy like Hela was so easily overpowered before Alex?
