Pietro came over first, followed by Harry and Peter.
"Where is this?" When Harry and Peter stood on the ground of Asgard, their eyes widened in shock at the sight around them.
If they weren't mistaken, there were even many spaceships flying in the sky in the distance!
“This is the King of the Gods, and this is the Mother of the Gods,” Gol introduced them, then gestured to them.
A moment later, after all the pleasantries and explanations had been exchanged, Harry and Peter followed Gerl somewhat awkwardly toward the drill ground.
Even from a distance, Ger could hear the commotion coming from the training ground.
The moment they stepped into the training ground through the main gate, Ger, Wanda, Harry, and Peter stood frozen in shock.
"My opponent has arrived!" Thor's roar echoed throughout the entire training ground from the central circular platform.
Wow!
"Go now!"
"Let's get started!"
"..."
The roar that suddenly came crashing down was so powerful that it almost overwhelmed people; those with a weak heart would probably faint on the spot.
"My God," Peter murmured in awe as he looked at the training ground.
The entire training ground was vast, much like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, with towering, concentric circular stands that stretched for hundreds of meters, packed with people.
Even without counting them, you can roughly tell that there are hundreds of thousands of people here!
The central truncated cone has a diameter of several hundred meters!
"You three, sit beside me," Odin said to Wanda, Harry, and Peter beside him. Then, Odin waved his golden scepter and raised it upwards. Instantly, the five of them flew towards one of the stands.
Only Ger remained in place.
Gol looked toward the very center of the platform, where Thor was holding Mjolnir, issuing a challenge to him, while the roars of the Asgardians around him made Gol's blood boil instantly.
With a heavy wave of his hands, chaotic energy enveloped his body, and then he flew towards the center of the circular platform with his hands outstretched.
The surrounding roars were like a catalyst for hormones, or a medal being gradually forged, waiting for the moment to crown the victor!
At this moment, Geer had shed all his calculations of self-interest; all he wanted was a thoroughly enjoyable battle!
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