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The overwhelming gap in strength left everyone stunned.

While the Asgardian crowd watched in awe, Hela lay on the ground, unable to move.

The impact of being slammed into the wall and ground was minor compared to the damage caused by the chaos magic.

For the first time, she fully understood the terror of her younger brother, the so-called God of Light.

If not for the support of Asgard's energy, which granted her immense regenerative abilities, she would have been at death's door from that single attack.

Even so, her recovery didn't improve her situation. Though her wounds healed quickly, the crimson energy binding her body made it impossible for her to move.

Hela struggled, but the red glow held her firmly in place.

The Asgardians, seeing Hela immobilized, sighed in relief.

Valkyrie, her eyes blazing with fury, gripped her sword tightly and began striding toward Hela, intent on avenging the Valkyrie legion.

Before she could reach Hela, Odin stepped forward, stopping just in front of the fallen goddess.

Looking down at her, Odin's expression was somber.

Hela sneered through gritted teeth. "What are you going to do, old man? Kill me? Then get it over with!"

"This time, I didn't lose to you—I lost to that monstrous brother of mine. You didn't win!"

"If it weren't for him, you'd be the one lying defeated!"

She laughed coldly and continued, "After seeing his power, aren't you afraid, old man? Doesn't he terrify you?"

Odin's gaze remained steady, her provocations failing to sway him.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Odin delivered his judgment.

"My child," he began solemnly, "a god who disregards life is unworthy of ruling over death."

As he spoke, Odin extended his empty left hand.

With a swift motion, the black crown atop Hela's head flew into his grasp.

"What are you doing? That's my crown!" Hela screamed in rage, her hair disheveled.

Odin ignored her outburst, holding the crown aloft.

"Only those with compassion in their hearts are worthy of wearing this crown and wielding its power."

The scene struck a chord with Thor, who froze in recognition of the familiar ritual.

After a brief pause, Odin turned back to Hela, his voice echoing with authority.

"In the name of my father and my grandfather, I, Odin Allfather, banish you from the realm of the gods!"

With that declaration, Odin raised Gungnir and pointed it at Hela.

"No!" Hela's scream of defiance was drowned out as her armor was stripped from her body.

A beam of light from the Bifröst engulfed her, and with one final cry, Hela was cast into the unknown—or rather, to Earth.

The black crown followed, spinning through the air before vanishing into the light.

The Asgardians looked on in stunned silence as the light of the Bifröst disappeared, leaving only echoes of Hela's protests.

Even Thor seemed taken aback.

"She's… gone?" he muttered.

Odin, still holding Gungnir, responded with an air of finality.

"If she cannot find compassion in her heart, she will perish on Earth."

The crowd fell silent at his words. Even Valkyrie, who had been seething with anger moments ago, seemed placated.

Valkyrie scoffed. "Compassion? For that murderer? That's laughable."

Her voice dripped with disdain as she recalled Hela's merciless slaughter of the Valkyrie legion.

"No one knows her better than I do. She's incapable of compassion. She kills without hesitation, without remorse. She's the Goddess of Death in every sense."

Pausing for a moment, she added with a smirk, "Stripped of her power, she's just a mortal now. Let's see how long her arrogance lasts."

The thought of Hela living as a powerless mortal brought a rare smile to Valkyrie's face.

Meanwhile, Syd's attention shifted to the ruins of the treasure vault.

His eyes narrowed as he raised his right hand, and crimson energy enveloped the debris.

Fragments of stone and shattered artifacts floated into the air, revealing hidden treasures within.

A golden glint caught his eye, and a moment later, an object flew into his hand—a damaged golden gauntlet.

"The Infinity Gauntlet," Syd muttered, examining it closely.

Thor, noticing the item, tilted his head in confusion. "What is that?"

"It's the Infinity Gauntlet," Syd replied calmly.

The mention of the gauntlet left most of the onlookers bewildered, but Odin's expression darkened.

"So, you're collecting the Infinity Stones," Odin remarked, his voice laced with unease.

"Infinity Stones are dangerous. To gather them all is…"

(End of Chapter)

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