American Comics: Silver Superman Of Asgard

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 The fetish golden apple, you can become a god if you eat it

Princess Mansion.

Upon receiving the news, Hela quickly returned to Asgard on Bifrost.

At the moment, she was sitting at the top of the hall with a gloomy face.

And the old housekeeper Alt was standing in front of her.

Next to him was a quiet black-haired boy with clear blue eyes.

It was Rhodes.

The other god servants and guards were displayed on both sides, as motionless as wood.

“Your Highness, the death cloak is in this silver chest. Thanks to Rhodes, it wasn’t stolen by that hateful Skrull!”

Elt presented the silver suitcase.

Hela said nothing.

She opened the box and found that her cloak was indeed inside, and her stern face relaxed a bit.

Hela’s power is indeed very powerful.

And the cloak was her only weakness.

If it was stolen, the consequences would be disastrous.

“His Royal Highness Hela, according to the green skin monster, he was hired by Lauf, the king of the Giants of Jotunheim, to steal the death cloak.” At this time, Rhodes also continued.

“Damn Giants of Jotunheim! Sooner or later I will slaughter them all!”

Hela’s eyes flashed coldly, and her tone was cold.

The temperature in the entire hall dropped a lot out of thin air.

The old housekeeper and the many servants and guards shuddered.

They hadn’t felt Hela’s wrath in a long time.

“Also, the security of the mansion is too lax. The enemy has been allowed to infiltrate the secret room so easily. How do you all do things?”

“It’s all the old slave’s fault! Please punish Her Royal Highness.”

The old butler immediately pleaded guilty.

“Remember this punishment first.”

Hela didn’t blame too much, and lifted the cloak and draped it over her shoulders.

This death cloak, which is attached to Hela’s body like a battle suit, seems to be tailor-made and extremely suitable.

“Although wearing this cloak all the time will continue to consume energy. But for the sake of safety, it can only be done like this.”

Hela sat back in the chair, valiantly and extremely neat.

Before the death cloak was placed in the secret room, it was to store energy.

so that it can be more powerful in the future.

Generally, Hela is only worn at the critical moment of the expedition.

Unexpectedly, the king of Giants of Jotunheim sent someone to steal the treasure as soon as the war started.

To prevent this from happening in the future, Hela decided to wear the cape with her.

The old butler got up and stepped aside.

Hela shifted her gaze to Rhodes: “Rhodes, Elt said, you discovered the Skrull’s disguise? How did you do it?”

She was also curious about this young servant of God.

“Princess, please allow me to brag. I’m an observant. That’s why I was able to spot the Skrull’s disguise, and the weight of his transformed Lord Steward was completely different from the real Lord Steward. This is the biggest flaw.”

Rhodes replied, neither humble nor arrogant: “Later, I subdued this despicable thief, and learned from him about the kidnapped Lord Steward. Later, I notified my friend, the witch Amora, to help and rescue the Lord Steward. come out.”

Hela showed admiration.

She has never paid much attention to servants of God.

How can humble humans compare to Asgard’s protoss warriors?

But now, Hela has changed her mind because of Rhodes.

“Yes, you are brave, Rhodes.”

Hela stood up, eyes full of admiration.

“You protected my death cloak. That’s a great achievement. I’ve always been rewarded and punished. Rhodes, what do you want?”

“Everything is arranged by His Highness.” Rhodes bowed his head and said humbly.

“Okay, then I will reward you with two thousand runes and promote you to be my personal attendant,” Hela said.

When her voice fell, many servants showed extremely envious expressions.

They only have five runes a month!

Rhodes was rewarded with 2,000 runes in one day, equivalent to their income for decades.

And he also became the princess’ personal attendant, which is simply a step to the sky!

“…”

Only Rhodes was a little hesitant.

In his heart, he was not interested in doing any personal servants.

How comfortable is it to clean the study park every day and train the rest of the time?

If you follow Hela, you can imagine that running around is essential.

“What?” Hela asked unpleasantly, seeing Rhodes hesitate.

For someone else, hearing his words, I don’t know how excited they would be.

But this little god servant is still hesitating!

“Yes, Rhodes thanks the princess for the reward.” Rhodes replied immediately.

This is Hela’s order, he can’t disobey for the time being, he can only agree first.

…..

After the meeting in the Princess Mansion dissipated.

Elt’s old butler immediately changed Rhodes into a room.

This room is also a side room, but not like the nooks and crannies in the garden.

It was next to Princess Hela’s room.

Personal servants, naturally, must be close enough to serve at any time.

“Rhodes, this is a golden apple, which was given to you by Her Royal Highness the Princess. After you eat it, you will immediately have the same physique as the Protoss!”

Old Steward Elt delivers a box to Rhodes.

When Rhodes opened it, there really was a golden apple inside.

“The princess knows that you have practiced the fighting skills of the Protoss and said that you are very capable. Rhodes, I have served the princess for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen her so favored by the servants of the gods. You must not let the princess down! Work hard! !” said the old butler Elt again.

“Thank you princess for the reward,” Rhodes said.

“The princess has dispatched a lot of Protoss guards, and she wants me to help dispatch them. Rhodes, I’ll go first.” The old butler waved his hand and left the room.

After this incident, Hela naturally couldn’t remain indifferent.

Two hundred Aesir Protoss warriors were added to the mansion to guard it to ensure that not a single fly could fly in.

Rhodes doesn’t take it too seriously.

He was more curious about the golden apple.

As far as he knows, the golden apple is a sacred object, specially planted in the holy garden, and guarded by the Dragon.

When mortals eat it, they can become gods.

Rhodes held the golden apple and took a curious bite.

Crispy and delicious, juicy and sweet, very delicious.

Rhodes ate the golden apple in three or five bites.

Quietly waited for a quarter of an hour, but found that there was no change in his body at all.

Except the stomach is a little full.

“Strange, why don’t you feel it? Could it be fake?” Rhodes frowned in confusion. *