Marvel: My Sign-in System-Chapter 318 - 307

This raises an important question:

How did Hela break the seal?

One possibility is that her father, Odin, died and his divine power dissipated. Without his divine power, Hela would naturally break free from the seal.

But how likely is that?

Thor thought it was improbable.

Although his father had been falling into slumber more frequently in recent years, that didn't mean he would die anytime soon. According to Odin himself, he could survive for at least a few more years.

That left only two possibilities: either Odin had suffered an unexpected fall, or there was external intervention.

But that seemed even more impossible.

Thor firmly believed that no external force could cause Odin's downfall.

That left only—

Thor suddenly inhaled sharply, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Leon. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, the ice clinking softly.

"Is this also a test? Or is it an experience?"

"Hmm? You actually figured it out?" Leon raised an eyebrow at Thor, clearly surprised. He hadn't expected this tall, brawny Asgardian to grasp the key point so quickly.

It seemed that if Thor really put his mind to it, his intelligence wasn't as low as people assumed.

"Do I look like a fool?" Thor shot back.

Leon shrugged, his expression saying, Well, you said it, not me.

Thor's face twitched in embarrassment.

Thinking back on his past actions, there weren't many instances where he had solved problems with his brain.

Everything had always been resolved with brute force.

Seeing Thor's embarrassed look, Leon chuckled but then shook his head.

"Since you understand, then you should know that this is a test—a trial on the edge of life and death."

"But this affects all Nine Realms. Shouldn't this be more than just a test?" Thor retorted.

He felt that this situation was far too serious. Hela was too dangerous. The vision he had seen in his dream—the world-ending devastation, the despair, the death—was seared into his mind.

Leon and Odin treating something of this scale as a mere test felt cruel. It involved the entire Nine Realms. Even someone as brash as Thor couldn't help but feel a shiver of unease.

Thor's worry was understandable, but Leon only gave him an amused look.

"Thor, do you have some... misunderstandings about the power levels of me, your father, and the Ancient One?"

"...What?"

"You really think this situation could threaten the entire Nine Realms? That if you fail, countless lives will be lost?" Leon smirked. "But have you ever considered what your father and I would do if you couldn't handle it?"

"You think we'd just let Hela run wild, massacring the Nine Realms like in your dream?"

Leon's words made one thing clear—Thor was still too young. Though thousands of years old, in their eyes, he was still a child.

From beginning to end, Leon and Odin had been in control of the situation.

Even the Ancient One, though rarely seen, had always maintained a tacit understanding with them. She had been gradually withdrawing from the frontlines, especially with Wanda growing stronger over time. Between Wanda's potential and Leon's limitless power—comparable to or even surpassing the Ancient One—she had shifted into semi-retirement.

She was simply waiting for the right moment to let her mortal body perish and finally reunite with her "old friend" Dormammu.

So, for now, Odin and Leon were the true final bosses of the Nine Realms.

And two rulers like them wouldn't recklessly endanger their own kingdom.

Odin had merely taken advantage of Loki's defeat—when Thanos' forces had influenced his thoughts—to subtly guide Hela's return from Hel.

To put it bluntly, Odin wasn't at his peak anymore, but with Leon's existence, he could afford to make this move.

That was why Asgard had been so eager to befriend Leon—why they had gone out of their way to owe him favors, to help Wanda learn runic magic, to provide him with resources.

It was all part of a greater exchange.

Thor and Loki would receive the best possible growth experiences.

And if things truly became irreversible, Leon could step in and resolve the crisis in an instant.

So Thor's worries were completely unnecessary.

It was like how parents allow their children to explore, to play, to learn through trial and error—but when things go too far, they step in to ensure nothing truly catastrophic happens.

Of course, comparing Leon—who wasn't even twenty—to the ancient Odin and the millennia-old Thor and Loki was a bit ridiculous, but the point remained.

Thor understood what Leon was saying. He fell silent, his expression troubled.

He stared at Leon's youthful, almost annoyingly perfect face, unable to stop himself from cursing inwardly.

This guy really is a monster.

He and Loki still needed to train, to grow.

Yet this guy had already become the anchor of the entire Nine Realms.

Still, the conversation had eased Thor's worries.

No matter how bad things got, Leon would always be there, standing behind him, ready to clean up the mess.

Thor and Leon exchanged a look—there was no need for further words.

Everything was understood.

"Thank you, Leon. I know what I have to do next."

"Go ahead. I doubt you're in the mood to drink whiskey with me right now."

"Haha, once I settle this, I'll go to the Elven Kingdom and get some of their finest brewed wine. You'd definitely be interested."

Thor grinned boldly.

Now that he knew the truth, his perspective shifted. His father, Odin, and even Leon had been watching over him from the shadows, ensuring he had the best possible trial.

Even if he found the method questionable, Hela's return was inevitable.

So, as Thor Odinson, he would not let them down.

He wanted them to witness his growth.

Downing the last of his whiskey, he stood and stepped toward an open space, ready to call upon Heimdall.

But before he could even speak—

Boom!

A powerful force struck his back, sending him flying straight into the portal.

Leon's voice rang out behind him, full of disdain:

"Don't let the Rainbow Bridge wreck my floor. That stuff's expensive, you idiot."