Chapter 516 Brother, Sell It

Hundreds of years later, the little girl who used to like to follow him around has grown up.

Her long black hair scattered randomly on her half-naked shoulders, and her pale skin, which was almost bloodless, exuded a morbid beauty. The black and green battle robe that fell straight down covered her curvy body, which made people imagine; her cold facial features exuded a solemn beauty, but it was also daunting, and people couldn't help but feel the urge to worship her.

That was a kind of life's instinctive awe of death.

Her eyes swept across the three people and one cat opposite, and Hela snorted and asked:

"Do you know the consequences of trespassing into the underworld? Moreover, you actually hurt my little cutie."

Little cutie?

Everyone was stunned, but saw that the black dragon king Nidhogg, who was lying dead on the ground, turned sideways and stood up, his limbs quickly paddled, and he crawled behind Hela, lowered his head obediently, and let the queen reach out and touch his head, like a tamed puppy.

This level of aesthetics and nicknames...

Just as several people were secretly complaining, Hela pinched her waist with one hand, flicked her nails with the other hand, and looked at everyone with a smile:

"Tell me, how are you going to settle this matter?"

"Are you Hela?"

Thor looked at his legendary sister curiously, then walked forward with Thor's hammer in his hand and said proudly,

"I am Thor, the son of the great god Odin and the giantess Jode!"

Looking at Thor's young and frivolous appearance, Hela sneered and shook her head:

"Really? You don't look like him at all."

"Ahem..."

Lorne interrupted the conversation between the siblings with a dry cough, trying to ease the atmosphere,

"How about we talk?"

"Hmm~~"

Hela dragged out her nasal sound, half playfully, half mockingly nodded and commented,

"You are becoming more and more like him."

Obviously, Hela has a strong resentment towards the two relatives who exiled her to the underworld.

Hearing the hostility in the tone and seeing Hela walking slowly towards her, Brunhilde subconsciously took a defensive posture and moved closer to Lorne.

Seeing this, Hela stopped in her tracks, and her cheeks, which seemed to be smiling, suddenly turned cold. She turned to look at her brother Thor:

"Kneel down!"

"What did you say?" Thor looked stunned.

"Kneel down in front of your queen."

Hela smiled and reiterated, stretching her arms, and a sword of the night sky appeared in her palm.

"Since you have come to the underworld to meet, you should know the rules."

"Queen? I don't think so!"

The hot-tempered Thor snorted coldly and threw the Thor's hammer in his palm without hesitation.

The surging divine power surged and thousands of lightning bolts wrapped in the silver-colored hammer turned all obstacles along the way into dust.

However, facing this mighty blow, Hela only gently raised her other empty hand, and her five fingers together passed through the dense light net formed by thousands of lightnings, and she grabbed the silver hammer face.

"Boom!"

The powerful thunder power was stirred, and the entire wasteland collapsed, dust flew, and sank a hundred meters in an instant.

But as the smoke and dust dissipated, the goddess of death stood still, holding the Thor's hammer that could easily destroy a mountain in her palm, wailing and stagnating.

Seeing this, Thor's face was full of disbelief, and he muttered to himself:

"This, this is impossible!"

"Little cutie, you don't understand what 'possible' means at all."

Hela sneered and shook her head, her eyes full of disdain for this so-called brother.

In the mythological era, in addition to the more abstract fate, life, death, war, and wisdom are four substantive powers with great potential.

Life brings about the reproduction of the tribe, death brings about the replacement of the old with the new, war is responsible for the survival of the fittest, and wisdom guides the prosperity of civilization...

As long as someone can deeply master one of them, he will be qualified to challenge the throne of the God King, but they are often not inherited in full.

For example, in the Norse God Age, the power of life was divided among the gods such as the Queen of Gods Frigga, the God of Fertility Frey, the Goddess of Earth and Harvest Sif, and the Wise Wolf Holo;

The power of war was divided among the gods such as the God of War Tyr, the God King Odin, the God of Thunder Thor, and the Valkyrie King Freya;

The power of wisdom was divided among the gods such as the Great God Odin, the God of Trickery Loki, the God of Poetry Bragi, and the Giant of Wisdom Mimir;

The above-mentioned characters at least have the status of the main god or above, and there are probably more lower-level gods who have tasted the scraps of the above three powers.

But the division of the power of death seems to be a special case in Northern Europe. It is not like the Hades in Greek mythology, which has a relatively complete and huge system of underworld gods, such as the Hades, the twin gods of death and sleep, the Styx ferryman, the three goddesses of vengeance, and the three judges of the underworld.

In the cold and lonely country of Helheim, Hela is the only queen, with a relatively complete power of death and unparalleled control over the entire Nordic underworld.

Although Odin built Valhalla and took away part of the power of death from his eldest daughter, he could not fundamentally weaken Hela's power of death.

After all, in order to control the runes and ascend to the throne of the king of gods, he only sacrificed one eye; and in order to control the power of death, Hela had half of her body turned into a skeleton.

According to the operating rules of the Nordic world, everything has a price.

The higher the price, the higher the reward.

As long as he had not given birth to Balder, the God of Light, with Frigga, and pushed the Asir theocracy to the peak as predicted, and obtained further destiny bonus, he would be unable to do anything to Hela, the Queen of the Underworld. After entering Helheim, he could only temporarily avoid her edge and hide from his eldest daughter.

Not to mention his stinky brother Thor, the God of Thunder, who had not fully grown up at this moment.

However, Hela was not good at arm strength. Although she could control Thor's hammer with her powerful strength, it would take time to completely destroy this artifact.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Thor immediately raised his right hand and showed another artifact iron glove - Yangripper, and shouted:

"Mjolnir!"

Suddenly, Thor's hammer, which was gradually overwhelmed, suddenly burst into a burst of strong light, and took advantage of the moment when Hela closed her eyes and relaxed, and quickly flew back to the palm of its owner Thor.

Iron Gloves—Yarnglipper, this is a divine weapon specially used with Mjolnir. The two can pull each other, so that no matter how far the hammer Mjolnir flies, it can automatically return to Thor's hand, so it has the nickname of [Throwing Hammer].

However, at the moment when Thor was about to take back the hammer, a swift black shadow had rushed to his eyes in a flash, and two night sky swords crossed and slashed down.

Feeling the death wind pressure coming towards him, Thor did not care to retract Thor's hammer, and quickly freed one hand to take out his other artifact—Grid's Staff—from the magic array.

This is a staff given to him by his lover, the giantess Grid. It is made of Uru sacred steel. The biggest feature is its incomparable hardness, so it is also called [Unending Staff].

"Dang!"

Accompanied by the sound of metal and iron that almost pierced the eardrums, the falling night sky sword actually cut two shallow gaps on the so-called [Unending] Grid's Staff.

If this was cut on the body...

Thor was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He decisively activated another artifact, the Power Belt on his waist - Mekingjord, and his power doubled, unexpectedly knocking Hela back.

After using all his strength to resist this round of fierce attacks, Thor raised his hand to catch the flying Thor's hammer, gritting his teeth and accusing his sister of being ruthless:

"You crazy woman, I am your brother!"

"What's your brother? If Odin comes, I will not hesitate to hit him."

Hela sneered in response, and the Night Sky Sword in her hand shot out, not giving Thor any time to breathe.

Thor quickly waved Thor's hammer to block the sword, but his body was shaken back by the powerful divine power attached to it.

For gods, faith is often the foundation of their power, so the closer they are to their own temples and kingdoms, the stronger their strength can be, and the higher the increase they get.

Therefore, facing his sister Hela, who had the advantage of playing at home, Thor, the so-called God of Thunder, was completely suppressed and had no chance of winning.

Realizing this, Thor decisively gave up his idea of ​​fighting alone and shouted for help:

"Where are the people? Help! Let's go together!"

However, the high-pitched voice echoed, but no one around answered.

Thor looked back and found that a half-brother had actually dragged Brunhilde with one hand and slipped away dozens of miles away, showing him an encouraging look.

And Jörmungandr also cleverly chose to retreat, leaving enough space for him and Hela to fight.

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Realizing that he had become a wall to block the wind, Thor was filled with grief and indignation. While dealing with Hela's fierce sword power with a dusty face, he threatened with a hoarse voice:

"Jörmungandr, why don't you come over?"

Loki, that bastard, ran too far away and had many tricks. He could not count on him. He could only make do with pulling Jörmungandr, the stinky cat, to share the pressure.

While Thor was thinking, he was caught off guard and his arm was slashed by Hela's sword, and golden red blood flew out.

Jörmungandr, who was not far away, screamed synchronously and felt a sharp pain from the depths of his soul.

"Help! I'm going to die, and you won't be able to have a good life either!"

Hearing Thor's call for help again, Jörmungandr finally succumbed to the divine seals of [Pain Sharing] and [Damage Sharing], and reluctantly roared and rushed towards Hela.

However, even if it was one against two, Hela, who had the domain bonus, was not at a disadvantage at all.

A pair of night sky swords stabbed, chopped, shot or threw, turning the surrounding area of ​​100 meters into an endless sword prison.

Jörmungandr and Thor were exhausted from dealing with it, but the swords, which were not real or real, had been bypassing their defenses and slashing at them one after another, leaving bloody wounds, causing the man and cat on the field to scream and wail.

Too naive, still too naive.

One relied on his powerful divine power and authority, and only knew how to swing the hammer and smash; the other relied on his thick skin and strong poison, and only knew how to bite and entangle, just like a primitive beast.

In contrast, Hela was a master of swordsmanship, and had experienced the protracted war between the Aesir and the Vanir. With her own strength, she defeated the Vanir army step by step, and finally forced these foreign gods to seek peace.

Therefore, no matter whether it is the brother Jörmungandr in the original myth or the brother Thor in the current myth, they can only be completely defeated when facing this goddess of death with explosive combat power.

Even if one person and one cat are joined forces, it is impossible to change the fact.

"Bang! Bang!"

The death of the prison's death is strenuous, accompanied by the towering dark shadow waved forward, Sol and Jememeid, who are scattered in the bruises, drawn two beautiful arcs in the air, and the gray face falls on Len and Bu in Loan and Buba. At the foot of Lenhild.

Hyra held two night sky swords in his hand, and walked.

Sol was a spiritual, decisively shook the Jememengard at hand, and was responsible for dragging Hyela's pace.

At the same time, the thunder who was psychologically shaped from the ground and greeted the two reinforcements behind him:

"What else do you do? Let's go together!"

"good!"

Lone nodded and agreed, and decisively raised his hand and punched.

"Bang!"

Before Sol had waited for the reaction, he inserted the green onion into the soil and stunned his butt.

Jememengkad, who communicated with his senses, crashed the same, paralyzed at the feet of Hara, motionless.

Hyra stopped and cast a surprised gaze to Len:

"Aren't they your teammates?"

"How can teammates compare with you? You are a big student with a big one!" Loian was righteous and righteous. "To help, I must stand on your side!"

And in order to increase persuasion, Loan kicked Sol on the ground with no politeness, and he scorned:

"Moreover, this kid is so crazy, dare to do it about his own sister. It should be a good time to make him long!"

——An Question: How to let the two parties who had contradictions quickly let go of the mustard and ease the relationship?

—— Answer: Create a common enemy, transfer internal contradictions, and consistently.

That's right, Loman brought his big nephew Sol, and he was not well -worked since the beginning to end. It was properly used to resolve the contradictions and Hyra to complete the ice -breaking tool person.

Ordin was the most suitable candidate.

However, the old boy was more clever and sent his son Sol to the gun, and Lone had to use it.

In order to prevent Sol's unable to carry it alone, he also carried the harmony of the other time and space of Hyla's time and space, and it was hard -hearted.

In the end, the effect is immediate.

Hara's original gloomy face was full of satisfaction, and the incarnation of the death of the sky behind the sky collapsed.

But as I looked at Brunshild, which was blocked by Loman, Hilala's expression was a little displeased, and hummed: "What about her?"

As soon as Loan patted his forehead, he answered lightly when he avoided weight:

"Forgot to introduce, this is the Valkyrie of the Valaki Legion, the subordinates of Freya."

"It's the woman again!"

Hyera made a unhappy humming, and his mood was obviously better.

Obviously, there is no good opinion of Freya's old opponent, but she has known that the woman is incompetent for her teacher, and she sends people to see it.

Just as Hyera wanted to open his mouth, the familiar tingling and itching came from the side of his cheeks, as if the flesh was rotting and melting.

She hurriedly turned her head and grabbed her hand, and the dirt around her seemed to have a peristals of life, and Burehildla, which was unexpectedly ignored into her palm.

"If you want to save this woman, come to my palace to find me!"

Hyra shook a cold hum, then carried the captured Brunshild, jumped on the back of Nidhog, and drove the black dragon king who took off wings, disappearing in the gloomy sky in the underworld.

Looking at the gradual Hyra, the scarred wasteland, and Sol and Jememeid, who were lying on the ground, Len felt that his brain was faintly painful.

Women's minds are really hard -to -understand.