Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 607: Sol’s choice

The huge commotion caused by the prison soon attracted the attention of the guards.

Sol, who was enjoying time with Jane, immediately returned to the palace after learning that the prison riot was about to fall.

"Send some people to guard the weapon arsenal."

"Block all the passages to and from the palace, guards gather to protect the palace."

"The guards blocked the entrance from the prison. The three warriors of the fairy palace went to support the guards first. They must not be allowed to run out."

Frija, the queen, became calm, commanding the soldiers in an orderly manner, giving orders one by one.

After seeing Sol and Jane return, Frigga glanced at her son and said: "Sol, go to the jail and help the guards, I will protect this child for you, don’t worry."

"Leave it to you, mother queen!"

Sol knew that the situation was urgent, so he gave his girlfriend a relieved look, then turned around and left.

"Child, it's too dangerous here, come with me."

Frija took Jane's hand directly, and walked towards the Fen Salil Palace surrounded by dozens of guards and maids.

Fenthalir is Frigga’s palace, which means the palace of the sea or the palace of the fog. Among the many Warner Protoss, she is the queen who can own a palace in Odin’s palace. Own palace.

Just as he was about to arrive at the Fensalil Palace, passing a colonnade, Frigga was slightly startled, and suddenly stopped.

The other guards and maids stopped inexplicably when they saw the queen. Although they felt puzzled, they still stopped.

"You go to Finsareer first, I suddenly remembered something."

Friga was silent thoughtfully, then said to the others with a smile, and told that she must take care of Jane.

After coaxing everyone to leave, Frigga gently lifted her long skirt, tiptoeing from the other direction, and rounded behind the pillar. He was a bloated and obese man with messy hair. Man with a big beard.

"Sol, didn't you go to jail?"

Friga patted the man lightly and asked suspiciously.

Although there is a big gap in the image and temperament of the two people, as a mother, she recognized this as her own son for the first time.

"Ah!!!"

The bloated and fat Saul was still taking a peek, but was startled by the sudden sound coming from behind.

Even Friega was taken aback, and he patted Sol dissatisfiedly: "What kind of clothes are you wearing?"

The mother re-examined this... the son who was blessed in shape.

The whole person looks a lot haggard, the hair is messy and has not been washed for a long time, the big belly looks like a middle-aged uncle, and he is also wearing a red coat and gray sweater, completely without the previous majestic temperament .

And... Thor's eyes are different.

"You are not the Sol I know, are you?"

Frija stepped forward and reached out to stroke Sol's face.

Sol subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but in the end he did not move, letting his mother's palm touch her face, feeling the warmth of that moment, and for a while, the heart was in sharp pain like a knife, and countless memories were crazy in her mind. Flashed by.

But in the end, he just clenched the crown of his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "No...I am."

Looking at the lingering pain in Thor's eyes and the cheeks baptized by the vicissitudes of life, Frigga vaguely seemed to understand everything, and said softly: "The future... You must have suffered a lot."

"I... didn't say I came from the future."

Frija's words are like a sharp sword, piercing Thor's seemingly hard heart.

In the eyes of this eight-foot rough man, misty water vapor was born, his teeth biting his lip, trying to control the emotion that was about to collapse, not to let himself cry in front of his mother.

"When you were young, you were not good at deceiving people."

Friga just looked at him tenderly, gently tidying up her son's messy clothes.

Obviously there was no words, just a familiar simple action, but it completely shattered his heart, the backlog of emotions fell like an avalanche, and a line of tears slipped across Sol's cheeks: "I... . Is the future Thor, the mother queen."

"I need to talk to you, mother and queen!"

At this moment, Saul no longer has the majesty of Thor in the past, and just wants to confide the backlog of pain in his heart.

"Come with me, Thor."

Friga took her son's hand and walked slowly into the next room.

Although the time is really short, the two people talked a lot. The things that bothered Saul and the mistakes that afflicted him, he could only open up his heart in front of his mother. Untie.

Looking at Friga’s face, Saul had an impulse in his heart, wanting to change the tragedy of the past: "Mother, I have something to tell you. This is very important to you."

"No, kid, you don't need to tell me."

Friga just looked at him tenderly, with a touch of extra firmness in her eyes, and whispered softly: "You are here to repair your future, not mine."

"No...this is about your future!"

Sol squeezed Frigga's hands and said in a trembled voice: "I can change all of this, trust me, I can!"

"You are wrong, Thor."

Friga touched his cheek, and whispered softly: "Fate has long been doomed, and it cannot be changed in any form. If you think it can be changed, it is just the end set by fate."

"I don't understand what you are saying, but I know I have the ability to change all of this!" Sol's eyes were flushed, and he resolutely said: "Now I have the ability to change all of this, what **** Fate, I don’t care at all!"

"Sol, don't!"

Friga’s voice is very firm, holding Saul’s face in both hands, and said: “What you want to change should belong to your future. Don’t mess around, otherwise destiny will punish in another form. Of."

"Then... leave it to fate to decide!"

Thunder flashed in his eyes, and he had already made that decision in his heart.

The next moment, the storm and thunder roared.

Silver armor pieces are combined and formed, the blood-red cloak is raised high, and the invincible Thor is back!

"No~IndoMTL.com~Sol!"

Friga wanted to try to stop, but reached out and caught nothing.

I saw Thor holding the storm battle axe, accompanied by endless thunder and lightning soaring into the sky, tearing the sky away like a meteor.

A few seconds after Thor left in the future, a raccoon suddenly rushed in and shouted: "Damn it, Thor, I can't get into that room at all, can you help... uh. ..... Madam, where did Sol go??"

"Saul...he intends to change the past."

Friga stared out of the window, her heart full of anxiety and entanglement.

"Gosh, this idiot!"

The Rocket Raccoon hugged his head in despair, knelt on the ground and wailed: "This is over, history is about to be changed. Tony said before he set out that history must not be changed, he still didn't listen!"

"No...maybe there is still a chance."

Friga stared out the window, and finally made up her mind silently: "Fate will return to the right track after all, but in other ways."