Chapter 1032 36. Dawn. Gratitude and Grudge Settlement--Add More Brothers for the Coming of the Evil Moon Comet【21/22】

Chapter 1032 36. Dawn. The end of grievances--add more brothers for the coming of the evil moon comet [2122]

Even with the help of Death, it is very difficult to defeat a powerful guardian like Odin.

The Lord of War was made by the most powerful Titan in the Pantheon, Aman'Thul, the king of the gods. The Titan who mastered the power of time and thunder passed on his most original power to Odin. The king in Azeroth is equivalent to a clone of Aman'Thul, the king of the gods.

Theoretically, there is no creature in this world that can defeat Odin, but the fate of the world of Azeroth has already been disrupted. In this future chaotic world, no matter what happens...is possible.

"kuang"

Scarred and bruised, Odin knelt down on the newly frozen sea. He looked extremely miserable. His whole body of steel was covered with scratches of various energies, and his left leg seemed to be stabbed The knife cut off most of it, and the most deadly thing was the chest. This time, the goddess of luck did not favor him again. Hydra's crazy offensive tore his body, and the claws of the doomsday behemoth tore the guardian's mechanical core.

In the terrifying claw marks, strands of blood-like energy liquid left from the scars, representing Odin's life, which was passing away bit by bit.

This guardian has never been so weak. He struggled to prop up his body with the broken Thunder spear, so that he would not fall down. The scene was extremely tragic, like a veteran of many battles. Willingness to show weakness to the enemy.

In front of Odin, the Doomsday Hydra is not a crushing victory. In fact, from the appearance alone, she performed worse than Odin.

The King of War who abandons everything and fights to the death is terrifying. Even Tyrion dare not say that he can suppress him steadily, especially for the oldest guardian like Odin. He must have something else in his hand. hole card...

Among other things, Odin still has a Pillar of Creation in his hand, the Shield of Aggramar.

It was the defender of the Pantheon back then, the holy object used by the most powerful Titan after Sargeras, and the super high authority possessed by Odin was enough for him to use this shield easily, and it is said that the Shield of Aggramar It has a so-called invincible defense, maybe it is not invincible in the traditional sense, but if Odin uses this thing, the result of the battle is estimated to be very different.

And if Odin wants to use the shield of Aggramar, then the high lord who has been watching will probably join the battle.

But to the great lord's surprise, Odin seemed to have no intention of using this holy object from the very beginning. He was like the most old-fashioned warrior, wielding the Thunder Spear, and fighting to the death with the doomsday behemoth Hydra on the ice. , he cut off 7 heads of Hydra, chopped off one of Hydra's wings, smashed Hydra's tailbone with brute force, and even after the mechanical core was broken, he still tore it off abruptly. One of the claws of the Hydra.

Frankly speaking, this kind of fighting power and that fighting posture can really be called the number one reckless man in Azeroth.

And Hydera was just a little bit, and failed again under the mad attack of Odin the Reckless, really...just a little bit!

"cough cough, cough"

Odin, leaning on his body with a broken gun, raised his head with difficulty. The gemstone inlaid on his left eye had been smashed by Hydra, and there was also a terrifying scar on his right eye. In his blurred vision, he saw The body of the staggering Doomsday Hydra slowly turned into a female Vrykul as the black mist dispersed.

She was dressed in the robes of witches, and under the determined expression unique to the vrykul, there were a pair of eyes like the ocean.

That's Hella...

It's not Hela, the queen of hell, but the former sea witch Hela...

When the great lord reshaped Hela's body, he helped Hela recover the body destroyed by Odin. Of course, it was no longer the steel body of the guardians, but a flesh and blood body, but fortunately, this body was also perfect The original Hella's appearance was restored.

Hela, who had turned into a human form, was pale. She won, but it was not easy. The injury caused by Odin would take at least several months or even years to recuperate.

Hela in human form picked up the tip of Odin's broken Thunder Spear from the ground. Leaning on the rapidly shrinking tip, she was like an old woman staggering forward, approaching the dying man bit by bit. Odin.

Hela stood in front of Odin, looking at the half-kneeling giant on the ground, who was extremely miserable. She could see the torn mechanical core on Odin's chest. For the guardian, the damage of the mechanical core meant that The demise of the body means the death of the wisdom core, which means the death of the soul.

In Hela's blue eyes, there are very complicated emotions. She is about to complete her revenge. Her heart is full of pleasure, but looking at the dying Odin, the pleasure of revenge did not last long. The emptiness struck by madness is filled.

She has spent tens of thousands of years planning her revenge on Odin. For revenge, she has abandoned everything. Now, revenge is complete... But under this body, except for the fleeting pleasure , what is left?

A person who was born for revenge, after completing revenge, can she be expected to live happily and peacefully?

impossible!

Revenge is not a result, but a process. In this process, not only the enemy is changed, but also oneself... Forging yourself into a sharp sword born for revenge, but after piercing the enemy's chest , this sharp sword will lose its direction, if it is not controlled, it will soon draw towards other people, towards those innocent people.

"You are going to die! Odin!"

Hela raised her head. Behind her, the deepest night has come to an end. On the distant coastline, there is already a slight light. It is dawn. In this last night, the sea witch leaned on her With the gun broken, she looked at the enemy in front of her, her former father, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Odin! Don't you want to say something?"

"cough"

The weak King of War coughed hard. He looked at Hela below with his blurred eyes, as if he was recalling the time he spent with Hela in Ulduar in the past. Under the questioning, he shook his head:

"Me, I have nothing to say... I did what I thought was right, and from a chief executive's perspective, I have never regretted it..."

"boom"

The broken spear in Hela's hand was like a sharp arrow, and pierced Odin's damaged mechanical core fiercely again. This heavy blow sent the half-kneeling Odin flying out. The old soldier rolled on the ice like a collapsed hill.

"You don't regret it! Why don't you regret it! How can you not regret it!!!"

Hela's sharp shout echoed on the ice field. She rushed to Odin, clenched her fists, and stared at the guardian in front of her:

"You shaped me, you destroyed me, but even in an age when I have made up my mind to take revenge on you, I am still influenced by you, Odin! I have done evil things to my sisters who are willing to follow me, like What you did to me... just like I questioned you, they, they also questioned me!"

"boom"

Hela knelt on the ice, the sea witch's voice was extremely desolate at this moment:

"They didn't scold me, they didn't jump on me and try to kill me...they didn't even hate me, all they asked for...just one sentence...sorry."

"Even if I did such evil things, even if I tortured them for so long, all they want... is one sentence, I'm sorry..."

"That's what I want too..."

Hela's voice was like sobbing at this moment. It was her weakness that she had never shown to the world. Like an abandoned daughter, she knelt beside her father and whispered:

"Why...why can't you...say to me...sorry!"

"Even when you're dying, are you going to...continue being such a bastard? You may be a good guardian, Odin, but you're a failed father, you're a total failure! I hate you! I hate you!!"

Hela's sobs seemed to wake up the severely wounded Odin. The giant opened his one-eyed with difficulty, probably because the energy in his body was passing too badly. It took him several minutes to shrink his huge body into an ordinary Vrykul body type.

He looked at Hela who was kneeling beside him and whispered in pain. The guardian, with the last bit of strength, finished what he had just said...

"Yes, Hela, as a guardian, I don't regret it, but as a father... I am in pain. I remove your sculpture and forbid them to tell your story. It's not because I want to cover up all this... Hella, my daughter...I don't have the courage to confess to you, I'm a coward...I let you run amok in Hell because I feel indebted to you."

"I'm going to die... Hella, live well, don't forget, don't forget your mission..."

Odin coughed up an energy liquid similar to blood, and stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to hold Hela's hand. The sea witch took a few steps forward on her knees, and held the cold hand in her hand.

This action made Odin put a final smile on his scarred face.

"Hella, I'm sorry..."

"Even if you are in hell, please...take care of this world and protect her...The Shield of Aggramar is...in my body, I give it to you... Watch out! I'm in that relic, and I see a...fallen...Titan! Watch out! He's coming soon...soon!"

"Goodbye...bye, my...daughter..."

The last ray of light in Odin's eyes dimmed at this moment, and a golden lightning flashed in the air, which seemed to represent the complete fall of the King of War.

And Hela, who was crying bitterly, didn't look like an avenger at all. She knelt there and cried bitterly as if she had really lost her father.

The 11 pale Valkyries opened the cracks in the realm of death and slowly landed around the corpses of Hela and Odin, just like when they were sea witches, half kneeling behind Hela, silently mourning for the dead. Lord of War sees off...

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Farther away, the great lord in a black robe stood quietly on the ice field. He watched the "farewell" of Hela, the Valkyrie and Odin, and his intuition told him that it was best not to disturb them. He turned his head and looked at the dawn that was about to open behind him. The fiery red ball of light was about to jump out of the sea. It would be a new era...

And at the moment when the great lord was quietly waiting for the dawn, he suddenly heard some shouts like a commotion, which made the great lord turn his head, and then he saw beyond the unfrozen ice field, densely packed The canoe... It was a vrykul canoe, and the high lord could clearly see that those canoes were full of heavily armed vrykul warriors, roaring and brandishing their weapons, heading towards From this ice sheet.

This made the great lord a little stunned...

"After witnessing the battle of the twilight of the gods, do you still have the courage to approach the place where the gods are fighting?"

Tyrion shook his head:

"These Vrykul are really courageous... No wonder Odin values ​​them so much, but someone's daughter is already presiding over the funeral, so there is nothing to do without you..."

After finishing speaking, the high lord waved his finger, and a tumbling cold wind whizzed across the entire ocean where dawn was about to rise. The keel warships of the Vrykul could not resist the sudden strong wind, and were blown back and forth from time to time. There are warriors who fall into the water, and even if they choose to swim, they will not be able to cross the gale set by the high lord.

Seriously, Tyrion didn't want these vrykul to disturb Odin's departure, after all, he was a respectable warrior despite some dark history.

But the development of the matter was beyond the expectation of the great lord. The keel warship of the Vrykul was blown by the wind and could not move forward, but there was a dilapidated canoe, which was almost pushing forward against the cold wind evoked by the great lord. While the other warships were retreating, only this dilapidated wooden ship was constantly moving forward.

This scene made the superstitious Vrykul warriors clamor. They shouted the names of "Son of Odin" or "Heroic Spirit", waved their weapons, and even beat the drums, cheering for the warrior who was driving the canoe. It's like a weird ritual.

That also attracted the attention of the great lord, Tyrion turned his head, and he clearly saw the vrykul standing on the canoe, paddling frantically, advancing against the strong wind...

Wait, why does this guy look familiar?

It was a bald man, wearing a strange robe, with exposed skin and traces of being burned. The most unique thing is that he has a pair of blue eyes like the sea, and on his waist, there is a simple and simple shape. the horn...and Tyrion, knows the horn.

That is the champion of Odin, Heimdall's horn!

"Oh it's you!"

The great lord narrowed his eyes. He did not prevent the "Vrykul" created by himself from boarding the ice field, but stood in the sky and watched him quietly, as if waiting for the legend of this Vrykul The story begins the same.

And behind the great lord, the fiery red flame finally jumped out of the sea level, swaying endless light to the whole world...

Finally, the darkness is over.

Finally, the grievances are over.

Finally, dawn has come...