Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

This is a icy world.

No snow, but colder than any snow-covered world in the world.As lonely as the void of the universe.

Walking forward in this empty land, secretly slandering a certain God King.

What to worry about fate, what not to be obsessed with the past and the future, all are nothing to talk about, just to pave the way for the final request.

Odin asked to go forward to Niflheim, the home of Asgard's dead souls, to meet the woman who was prophesied to bring Ragnarok to Asgard, the eldest princess Hai of the God King. pull.

"Shouldn't this matter be handed over to Thor? According to common sense, he is the one who is destined to face Ragnarok in the end." Xiangqian questioned.

"He still needs experience, and Niflheim is not a place where ordinary people can come and go freely. It is the underworld of Asgard, and it is also a part of hell; I remember that Kama Taj has a lot of experience in dealing with hell .” Odin replied as a matter of course.

"So, this is the reason why His Majesty the God King concluded the covenant with Kama Taj?"

Odin pretended not to hear Qianqian's complaints, and opened the passage of Niflheim, urging forward: "I once sealed Niflheim, but the seal is getting looser as I get older. Hela must have noticed it too; I want you to meet her and find out what she is thinking. She may be one of your and Thor's greatest enemies in the future."

"What kind of mind do you hope to get?"

"The best outcome is of course that she can change her mind."

"How long have you sealed her?"

"About 2000 years."

"How long ago was the last time you asked her about her heart?"

"About... 2000 years ago."

"I locked my daughter up and didn't see or speak for 2000 years—is she really your own?"

"She is the most like me of all the children, especially when I was young."

"Okay!" Xiangqian sneered, "If someone seals me in hell for 2000 years, whether it's my own father or not, I will definitely do everything possible to kill him; no one can make me change my mind."

After entering Niflheim, Xiangqian realized that his speculation about Hela was still too optimistic.Locked in such a ghostly place for 2000 years, the deep hatred cannot be resolved by killing one or two people.

He immediately hid himself in the subspace, isolating the bone-chilling cold of the outside world.

There are no hell creatures, no devils here, and even the topography is a monotonous and desolate wilderness, and even the changes of ups and downs cannot be seen.

I have been to more than one hell territory forward, including from the records of the Kama Taj classics, no hell is as completely dead as Niflheim.

Icy is the only theme here.

If the environment of the hell territory depends entirely on the will of the lord, then the coldness of Niflheim may be a complete manifestation of the lord Hela's state of mind.

There is no warmth in the heart of this goddess of death.

Stop forward and look around; this dead world is not empty.Countless souls of the dead wander aimlessly in the wilderness, but this "aimless" seems to be in order; each soul has a fixed range of activities and never exceeds it.

Judging from the performance of the undead, the cold-hearted female lord has performed her duties very well; compared with those hellish territories where the devils devour the undead, Niflheim even appears to be more orderly.

A tall and slender figure appeared in front of Master Karma Taj at some unknown time.

"Who are you?" It was clearly an open plain and wilderness, but the other party was able to hide his figure in the darkness, as if the light was deliberately avoided.

When the other party opened his mouth, Qianqian retracted his gaze in private at the right time; "I am a mage from Kama Taj, Ms. Hela; should I call you Lord of Niflheim, or Asgard?" Where is the princess of De?"

Hela's figure swayed slightly, and without any change in the light, her figure was completely revealed from the dark side.

This is a woman full of evil spirits; she is wearing a dark green close-fitting robe with bright green lines; she has long hair hanging loose over her shoulders, and her eyes are covered by a blue-black circle that resembles smoky makeup. One could not make out the outline of her eye sockets.

"You are not an Asgardian, let alone a dead soul; you shouldn't be here." When Hela spoke, there was always a faint smile on her face; Zhang Yang can also see contempt and cruelty.

Spreading his hands forward: "It's obvious, isn't it? I didn't want to come by myself."

"Odin asked you to come?" When he called the God King's name, Hela had a strange expression on his face.

Xiangqian smiled: "It's equally obvious; besides Odin, who else can break the seal of Niflheim? At least I can't do it."

"What did he ask you to do?"

"Meet and chat with you; as future opponents, we can get to know each other better."

"Odin is going to die?" Hela's tone could not hear the emotional fluctuations at all.

Xiangqian looked embarrassed: "I can't say that; you should have more say on this issue. You know better than me how long Niflheim's seal will last."

"So, are you here to convey his last words?"

Make a meditation forward: "If you want to say this, His Majesty the God King really seems to have that kind of meaning; he asked me to ask you if you have changed your mind? Of course, in my personal opinion, the answer to this question is actually very obvious , I can answer for you—never!”

"You know me very well." There was a hint of provocation in Hela's lazy words, but Qianqian could only hear Ling Lie's murderous intent.

The playboy didn't realize it, and still looked complacent: "I ask myself that I still have a lot of research on women's psychology; by the way, never is this word, how to say it in Asgardian language is more imposing, Can it better reflect determination?"

"Pale words can never reflect true determination." Hela said like a chant.

Out of the forward line of sight, a sharp sword light flashed out of thin air, piercing the back of the heart.

The sword light pierced the body of mage Kama Taj, making a soft "boo", as if piercing a blister; the sharp light and the mage's figure dissipated at the same time.

Hela couldn't help but let out a "huh", with a look of amazement on her face - amazed but not surprised.

After a while, the forward figure slowly reappeared in front of Hela's eyes, like the ripples gradually calming down, reflecting the figure again.

"Is this how Ms. Hela expresses her determination?" Xiangqian spread his hands helplessly, "Right now, I'm just a messenger, but I can't bear the determination of a hell lord."

It's a pity that Hela didn't listen to Xiangqian's words at all; she seemed to have the same bad habit of ignoring other people's words like her brother who had never met.

Countless sword lights appeared in the front, back, left, right, and overhead, densely packed, blocking all the surrounding space.

The subspace trembled slightly, and magic runes floated in the air, flickering.This is a sign that the space magic structure is on the verge of collapse.

He shook his head forward and sighed: "It's the worst choice to fight a hell lord in the opponent's territory."

As soon as the words fell, the subspace shattered, and a forward figure appeared in Niflheim's world; thousands of sword lights covered the sky and covered the sky, rushing forward.

Among the thousands of blue and black sword lights, there is a little golden light dancing; first it is a small point, and suddenly it shines brightly.

The magic oscillated in all directions, and the shock waves visible to the naked eye swept every inch of the surrounding space in an irresistible manner.

The sword light is endless, but the shock of magic power is endless.

The blue-black sword light shattered in clusters, layer by layer.