MARVEL: GAMER PATH - CHAPTER 192 (Patreon)

[Alex Walker POV - Hel’s realm]

Thirty minutes to escape this hell hole.

Pun not intended.

At the very least, I was not stressed with the entire Hela situation, I trusted my allies to take care of her in a swift manner. I believed in them, needless to say, were I were to be released before they defeat her, I will join them, telling that crazy-ass Asgardian princess a lesson or two.

{West side evacuated!} Bucky reported through the chat.

{Understood,} Sif replied, pausing for a moment, {The undead army of berserkers have yet to breach our defenses, both Asgardians soldiers and Golems are making quick work out of them.}

{Bucky,} I spoke, connecting to the chat, {When the time to battle Hela coles, do not engage in close combat, keep your distance, she excels in close combat, having physical strength similar if not superior to Thor’s.} Which was to say a lot, Thor was fucking Thor, but at least he looked strong, Hela was a very slim woman, having no visible muscles that would warn you of such strength.

{Don’t worry, I won’t,} Bucky replied, before taking a deep breath, {I will take a few of your golems with me when I start mobilizing there, I have a feeling they will come in handy.}

{I’ll do the same,} Sif agreed, {It’s best to be prepared for the worst.}

I nodded, that was a good way to plan for battle, preparing for the worst possible case scenario.

I sighed, annoyed I wasn't able to help them more.

Wait a minute.

I might not be able to fight like I’m used to with a Golem, but I can support them.

Many of my golems have mostly supported based abilities I embed in their formula, with skills like [Heal], [Mana Pool], sure I would not be able to fight, but I would be able to command my golems from Hel as if playing Warcraft or Age of Empires.

I grinned.

{I’ll command some golems to help you guys out,} I said, smiling from cheek to cheek.

{How many can you command at once?} Sif asked.

I mused, considering the distance, the little delay in the connection from this world, my max would be around a dozen at a time if I plan to use them like individual characters and not an army with simple commands like attack undead and stuff, which so far was what I had done.

{Twelve, thirteen if I really push it,} I answered.

{I assume you mean control in a more advanced manner, right?} Bucky concluded.

{Yes,} I confirmed, happy with his deduction.

{Very well, that will help us a lot,} Bucky replied exhaling in relief.

{Very well then, I will proceed to handpick my Golems for this mission,} I informed them, before disconnecting the chat to concentrate myself on the task at hand.

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[Hela Odinsdottir POV]

Thor matched my power blow to blow.

While the Ancient One, filled the gaps in Thor’s experience, both making the battle harder than it had any right to be.

I frowned, as Thor swung his hammer downwards aiming at my head, easily enough, I raised my right arm,  blocking his attack with my blade, before trying to thrust my other blade into his heart, however, before my blade could reach his chest, eldritch chains wrapped around my arms, pulling them back with violent sudden force, giving Thor the perfect window to slam his hammer in my face without any resistance, breaking more than a few bones upon contact, before he blasted me away with a lightning bolt at point black.

“This is getting tedious,” I spat, the attack had scorched my entire face almost to the bone, and some of my shoulders, leaving a burnt leathery smell around the battlefield. “But, weirdly, it’s also getting fun,” I grinned, my wounds already, for the most part completely healed, save for a few spots in my face that still showed some bone and muscles.

“I’m glad you are enjoying your last day in this world as much,” The Ancient One smiled, clapping her hands together.

“Hilarious, I might keep you as a jester when all is set and done, you are truly a one-woman show,” I smiled, cracking my neck.

“You already lost Hela, your army is being slaughtered as we speak, and with my allies here, victory is a given,” Thor declared, brimming with confidence, I really had no idea how Alex could tolerate such an idiot.

“You really think I depended on an army to win my wars?” I scoffed, summoning multiple blades around me, “I conquered worlds alone, erasing every living being on the planet with nothing but my bare hands before I even turned sixteen, children, you have no idea what I’m capable of.”

“Nor you have any idea what we are capable of,” Thor barked with a grin, he truly was an insufferable brat, I’m almost glad Odin sealed me away, had I had to spend fifteen hundred years with him, I would’ve probably gone insane.

“Well, it’s time to–” I stopped, as I felt something slowly pierce my head from the back to the front without stopping, leaving a small hole in the middle of my eyebrows, a wound that healed in less than I second as I frowned, looking at what had attacked me, a small projectile the size of a finger from what I could tell, “Well, that was just rude,” as I said, three more shots were taken, however, this time, I grabbed mid trajectory before they could do any damage, before giving them a closer look.

Bullets, so now a long-range fighter joins the party. 

Interesting.

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[Thor Odinson POV]

Bucky was already here, keeping his distance from Hela, a very wise choice. He had informed us through the chat, he would focus on disturbing her, to affect the flow of her combat as much as possible.

Which was a welcomed advantage at this point.

Her regeneration was annoying.

Borderline unfair.

I guess that’s why her realm is the realm of death.

“Well, now it’s three against one,” Hela chuckled, blurring out of sight momentarily, before appearing right behind me, swords ready to end my life.

Grinning, I twisted around as fast as I could, blocking Hela’s attack with Mjolnir, before hurling my hammer at her.

Unfazed by Mjolnir coming at her, she once again extended her hand, stopping the hammer with shocking ease barely using the palm of her hand, “You are overly reliant on this thing, let’s fix that,” she grinned, holding the hammer tight, and soon after, Mjolnir started to vibrate violently, before she looked at me with a smile, squishing Mjolnir under her hand into pieces.

It all happened so fast, neither I or The Ancient One had any time to react.

“Now, I hope you fight without your hammer,” Hela grinned, blowing the dust of Mjolnir’s remains from her hand in a mocking manner with her mouth.

For a moment, I found myself at a loss for words, looking at the weapon that had accompanied me for so long, turned into common debris, I wasn't gonna lie, it hurt seeing my trusted weapon become nothing.

“Don’t worry,” I shot back, slapping my face with both hands at the same time, something that seemed to surprise Hela for the briefest of moments, “With or without hammer, you will fall today!” I beamed, right now it was not the time to mourn.