Hela asked, puzzled, "I was tricked by Mephisto? What do you mean?"
"Literal meaning."
Andrew stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "This is a big deal. How should we handle it?"
"Hell Demon King, just say what you want."
Hela asked through gritted teeth, whether Mephisto was trying to trick her or not. She didn't know, but that damned demon king outside was definitely trying to trick her.
The problem is, Hela can't give up this opportunity; she's been imprisoned for thousands of years and is going crazy.
Who do you take me for?
Andrew said with dissatisfaction, "Even if you give me Helheim, even if you are willing to fight for me, I will not turn a blind eye to this."
Hela was nearly driven mad with anger. Wasn't Mephisto supposed to be the most shameless demon king in Hell? Why is there someone even more shameless here?
In addition, Helheim is the underworld of Asgard and the fiefdom of Hela, the goddess of death.
"If you just ignore this, I'll help you out once I'm out of trouble."
Hela clenched her fists and said hatefully, "Demon King, don't go too far. I am Hela, the Queen of Asgard."
"What does it matter to me that you are the Queen of Asgard?"
Andrew said, "Hela, I'm not going to waste my breath on you. I want five percent control of Helheim and its territory."
Hela flatly refused: "Don't even think about it. Helheim is mine, and I will never give it to anyone else, not even five percent."
"Hela, I'll give you one more chance to say it."
Andrew sneered. Five percent control wasn't much, but if something happened to Hela in the future, he could use that five percent control to take over the entire Helheim.
In addition, since the location of Rebirth Hell cannot be revealed, he needs an 'overseas' base, and Helheim is just right.
Hela was so angry she almost lost her temper, but the situation was beyond her control, and in the end, she had no choice but to compromise: "I can give you five percent control, but you must help me leave the sealed land."
"I'm busy."
Andrew refused decisively. Now was not the time to release Hela; Asgard was still useful: "Hela, just five percent is enough; I'm already being very sincere."
"Once I get out, I'll tear this guy to pieces."
Hela suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth, saying, "I agree to your request, but you have to tell me what Mephisto tricked me out of?"
"Okay, in exchange, you have to tell me something too."
Andrew asked, "Besides you, did Odin seal anyone else away on Earth?"
"Yes, he sealed away his brother, the God-King Kur, who is also the God of Terror, the Great Serpent."
Hela didn't hide anything and told Andrew about the giant serpent. Andrew scoffed in annoyance, "Odin, what is Earth? Everyone seals people up on Earth. Have you ever considered how Earth feels?"
"The giant serpent can absorb the power of fear, making it more dangerous than Hela."
As Andrew pondered this, he used the Space Stone to set up a magic circle outside the small space—a magic circle that could transfer the energy attacking the small space to another location.
It's not the right time for Hela to break free of the seal. It's better for her to stay inside. Besides, this magic circle also has a monitoring function.
After doing all this, Andrew drafted a contract and said to Hela, "Hela, sign the contract."
Hela carefully read the terms of the contract and imprinted her mark on it with mental waves. From now on, five percent of Helheim belongs to Andrew.
It's worth noting that the contract only stipulated that Andrew couldn't tell anyone else about this, without specifying anything else. In this matter, Hela had no right to negotiate.
"very good."
Andrew nodded in satisfaction and explained, "After you were sealed away, Odin had two more children. One was named Thor, who only grew muscles and not brains, and the other was named Loki, who loved to play pranks and was like a viper..."
Mephisto wants to use Loki to release you, so he can get your help without offending Odin.
Hela suddenly realized what was going on and said, "What a cunning old fox. But this isn't exactly a trap for me. Without him, that idiot Loki wouldn't have let me out."
"He didn't stab me here."
Andrew laughed and said, "I think he probably made the same deal with the serpent, and Loki will most likely only release one person. That means you only have a 50% chance of escaping the seal."
"Damn old devil."
Hela couldn't help but curse, but Andrew smiled and said, "Those who make deals with Mephisto never have a good ending. In this respect, I am completely different from him. I am known for being honest and fair to everyone."
"I think you're more despicable than him. At least he did something, what did you do?"
Hela cursed, saying she was really unlucky to have run into two scoundrels in a row.
It's all Odin's fault. After I break free from the seal, I must settle the score with Odin.
"I did... take advantage of the chaos."
Andrew laughed and said, "Alright, Hela, you can wait for your chance. I'm going to go have a chat with the giant snake."
Hela was speechless. None of the demon kings in Hell were good people; they tricked one person after another.
However, the thought that her uncle would suffer the same misfortune as her made Hela feel much better.
The giant serpent was sealed in an underwater temple, which was a self-contained space that could not be seen unless one possessed the power of space.
Looking at the underwater temple, Andrew thought for a moment, then set up a spatial magic circle around it, just like the one Hela had set up. After that, he went outside the temple and talked to the giant serpent.
Soon, Andrew left the temple satisfied, leaving only the serpent sulking inside—Andrew's request was the same as Mephisto's.
"This contract is probably useless, but why not take advantage of the benefits? Next, it's just a matter of watching the show and reaping souls."
Andrew thought for a moment, then summoned a motorcycle. He planned to take a stroll around the neighborhood, having heard that Nordic women were very enthusiastic.
...
The next day, Steve arrived in the town of Ampt in a Quinjet. Coulson greeted him personally and said excitedly, "Captain, hello, uh, I saw you when you were unconscious."
Looking at the incredibly excited Coulson, Hawkeye Barton couldn't help but roll his eyes. Everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. knew that Coulson was a die-hard Steve fan.
"Hello."
Steve shook hands with Coulson, then he asked, "Where is our blond prince?"
Colson replied, "He was staying at the home of the astronomer Jane. We had a listening device next to him, and he talked a lot about Asgard and explained the Einstein-Rosen bridge, though I didn't understand it."
"A bugging device?"
Steve frowned and asked, "Do you have any beer?"
"Yes, Captain, would you like a drink?"
Coulson quickly replied that he could get whatever the captain wanted to drink, let alone beer.
"I want to treat the alien prince to a drink."
Steve smiled, and then he visited Thor, the astronomer Jane, the old doctor Severg, and his student Daisy, all of whom were surprised to see him.
"Wow, you look just like the captain, even your pecs are like his."
Daisy, drooling, tried to touch Captain America's pectoral muscles, but Steve dodged her. After greeting the three, he placed his beer on the table and asked Thor directly, "Your Highness Prince of Asgard, I am Steve Rogers. I'd like to know, why have you come to Earth?"
"Are you really the captain?"
Daisy exclaimed, and Jane was also surprised. Then she shouted, "He's not some prince, he's my colleague, his name is, uh, what's his name again?"
"You are a polite Earthling."
Thor looked at the beer on the table, smiled first, and then said somewhat dejectedly, "I am Thor Odinson, the former prince of Asgard. I am here because I have been exiled."
"Good heavens."
Jane covers her face. Is your brain all muscles?
Steve sat down in front of Thor and asked, "Exile? Prince Thor, would you mind telling me the details? Earth is a little worried about your arrival."
"As long as there is wine, Asgardians will not care about anything."
Thor laughed, and then, while drinking with Steve, he explained why he had been banished. Not only that, he also gave a detailed account of the situation in Asgard.
Jane was speechless at first, but later she listened with great interest along with Sauvignon and the others.
"Mr. Wang was right after all."
Steve sighed inwardly. He assured Thor that he would return what belonged to Jane to them—S.H.I.E.L.D. was extremely domineering when dealing with ordinary people.
"This works?"
Coulson and the other agents were dumbfounded. Then, Coulson said proudly, "As expected of the captain, he's really something."
Barton ignored Coulson and said, "I think something might go wrong."
Coulson asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Barton said, "Isn't it a common trope in court dramas that a prince is banished and his opponents send men to kill him?"
"I hope you, Eagle, don't have a bad mouth."
Coulson grumbled, just then, an agent monitoring the town reported: "Four medieval figures resembling Robin Hood are walking this way."
"Medieval figures?"
Coulson and Barton exchanged a glance. Could they be Asgardians?
Coulson was right; the Warriors Four had arrived—Fandall with his mustache, Hogan with his flail, Vostagg the fat man, and Sif the warrior.
In Asgard, Loki's expression turned extremely grim when he saw the Warriors Four meeting with Thor. It wasn't because the Warriors Four would expose his lies, but because Mephisto was right.
"I really am just a stepping stone, Odin is really using me."
Loki gritted his teeth. After returning to Asgard, he was in a state of confusion and unwilling to believe that Odin was really so heartless—at this moment, he still had Odin as his father in his heart.
But the truth is right before our eyes: without Heimdall's help, the Warriors Four could never have made it to Earth, and everyone knows that Heimdall only obeys the orders of Odin, the King of Gods.
"Odin, you forced me to do this."
Thinking about his future imprisonment, Loki gritted his teeth, took the Spear of Eternity, and headed towards the Rainbow Bridge.
Next, Loki used the Frost Giants' Artifact, the Casket of Ice, to freeze the Guardian, Heimdall, the golden-armored black man. Then, he used the Bifrost to descend upon the Frost Giants' kingdom.