"As for you..." He turned his gaze to the others and glanced around arrogantly. Hela suddenly changed her expression: "You are indeed ignorant and rude Midgardians. At this time, you should..."

"Oh, oh, oh." Although he sympathized with Hela's experience, as a genius, he couldn't accept her condescending attitude. Before Hela could say the word "kneel down," Stark laughed playfully.

There was a interruption: "You don't want us to kneel down, do you? Please, I am a staunch scientist and have never had the habit of kneeling to gods. And, with all due respect, there is no glowing circle behind your head.

It doesn’t have wings on its back, so~, you know.”

He may not want to fight with Hela, but the provocation and ridicule in Stark's call are almost overflowing.

If there is no one else around... there is no doubt that in the next second he will be pierced by Hela into a candied haws and hung on a tree to dry.

Fortunately, there is still Bayonetta here at the moment.

She also stood up and said something more provocative, diverting Hela's attention: "God? Haha."

"Haha", although the length is far less than that of Stark's call, the insult it brings to Hela is much more serious. In addition, Sister Bei is also a woman, and she is also dressed in black, but she is taller and taller.

Women who look a little better than Hela...

"I don't know whether to live or die." Her eyes narrowed, and anger appeared on Hela's face.
Chapter completed!