"Didn't you realize before that you were about to lose your humanity?"

Thor roared, swung the Son of Odin in his hand with all his strength, and hit Rorschach on the side of the face.

He accepted Volusk's teachings for a period of time and learned how to look at problems.

This heavy blow caused Thor's body to lose balance and fall to the ground.

The Hammer of Judgment in Rorschach's hand fell to the ground together, but he did not let go.

"Your heart is full of fear. What you fear is that justice will not be served! But why are you afraid of this now! Isn't Bulcasso enough for you to rely on now?

Before Bulcaisel falls, you can seek your justice! Instead of working hard to become the next Archangel of Justice!"

Thor said as he climbed up.

Staggering.

But Rorschach also stood up straight, and this time he pulled off his hood, revealing his still somewhat haggard face.

"He is him and I am me."

Rorschach spoke calmly for the first time in a long time, raising the hammer of judgment high in his hand.

"You don't recognize your identity as a barbarian!?"

Thor bumped into Rorschach recklessly, then turned over and sat on Rorschach's waist in a riding position. The Son of Odin in his hand clattered onto Rorschach's face like a fist.

Waves of blue light were knocked out of the body.

"I agree, but I also have the right to doubt!"

Rorschach said vaguely, and pulled the Judgment Hammer in front of him.

"Have you never thought of doubting the Archangel of Justice?"

Thor grabbed the hammer of the Hammer of Judgment, put his face close to Rorschach's rotten face, and roared loudly.

At this time, Hela got up from the ground with some difficulty.

Looking at the unconscious Asgardians around him, there was a relieved smile on his face.

The guys who had a grudge against her have all been dealt with by her own hands, and the young Asgardians are changing for the better.

Rorschach heard Thor's question, so he was a little confused.

He will doubt himself and all possible threats.

But I never doubted justice.

Intentionally or unintentionally, justice and the Archangel of Justice are equated.

"That Bulcasso can think so profoundly?"

Hela said breathlessly, with a bit of shock in her tone. After all, she didn't think the barbarians were so smart when she was on the holy mountain.

"Only he knows whether he can do it or not."

Thor calmed down and said this.

Rorschach is starting to think again, which is a good thing.

So he raised his head and glanced at the scattered tribesmen around him.

A mess, but still a mess enough.

Now he is the king of Asgard, and Hela will support him.

Now Thor's mind is full of how to deal with the problem of Lo Base.

"What am I now?"

Rorschach fell into confusion and couldn't help asking a philosophical question.

Perhaps this is a good question regarding identity and my own confusion.

But no one in the venue looked like they would give this answer.

Thor frowned, looked at Rorschach in front of him, and then let out a long sigh.

Then he stepped on the Hammer of Judgment.

"who cares?"

Thor said casually, then took out his backpack and took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

He drank so hard that he choked.

But he still insisted on pouring all the wine into his stomach, and then smashed the bottle to the ground.

"Give me one too."

Hela patted Thor on the shoulder and glanced at Rorschach with interest.

Well, Rorschach is a good man, but he has violent tendencies.

But Hela likes strong men, provided that the man can communicate normally.

Thor took out his backpack again, with a troubled expression on his face.

Now he only has two jars of wine with him, which were gifts given to him by Warusk.

After hesitating for a moment, he handed the wine in his hand to Hela, and the two began to drink together.

"Crack"×2

"This is the last wine I have, although I also want to have another bottle."

Thor wiped his face and wiped away blood stains and other things. It didn't look very hygienic.

"Hela, will you help me take care of New Asgard?"

Thor said this, standing up straight.

The Son of Odin in his hand was flashing with lightning, and the butcher's cleaver was shattered to pieces on the ground with a crash.

"Don't call me sister now?"

Hela joked with interest.

"Sister, I am the king of Asgard now. I must be more majestic in front of my people."

Thor smiled.

"Okay, Thor, King of Asgard, I will help you."

Hela bowed gracefully and said with a smile.

Rorschach on the ground took off his hood and looked at the rising sun and the aura of fear that finally dissipated.

"Who cares? Justice!?"

Rorschach muttered and then stood up.

"Even if no one cares, I care! Justice! Will win!"

The Hammer of Judgment in Rorschach's hand flashed with a burst of angry light.

The Archangel of Justice has a noble personality, but that does not represent justice.
Chapter completed!