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Kneeling in front of the dead queen Frigga, holding his mother's hand that still had a trace of warmth, Thor's reason, which had been swallowed up by anger and hatred, finally returned to his brain gradually, and his whole person gradually calmed down.

The trembling killing intent that enveloped the entire Asgard vanished like smoke.

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