Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

From a forward perspective, Hela is a very neurotic woman.When the magic fluctuations continued to increase, and Jian Guang was in vain for a long time, the smile on her face became thicker, as if she saw something interesting and was full of joy.

What's even more creepy is that the eyes are full of smiles, but there is no laughter at all.

Knowing forward, this is a manifestation of being in control of one's emotions.

She can laugh, but that's because she is willing to express the expression "laugh" instead of laughing involuntarily like ordinary people.For an excellent fighter, being able to control his emotions is a necessary ability.

Hela's hair was gone, replaced by a grotesque helmet shaped like a spider's limb.But in the eyes of Qianqian, he couldn't help but think of Tony giving Rocky a nickname.

The fierce confrontation still couldn't stop the playboy's desire to rant: "How many elks did you kill to make such a helmet? It should be elks of different ages."

Hela smiled unabated, and flicked her hands, holding two barbed one-handed swords in her palms.Under the shadow of the blue and black sword light all over the sky, he walked forward step by step on cat steps.The continuous magic shock wave couldn't stop the goddess of death.

The sword light in the sky is still endless, and the magic shock wave is also endless; but the key point of the battle has evolved into a hand-to-hand combat between the two sides.

When the energy competition is at a stalemate, melee is the only choice; this is the main reason why Kama Taj focuses on cultivating mage's melee ability.

It's really not that the Supreme Mage ordered the wrong skill tree.

The weapon in Hela's hand is always a one-handed sword, but from time to time she will use it as a throwing weapon, suitable for both near and far, and hard to defend against.

The weapons in Qianqian's hands are much more fancy, and eighteen kinds of weapons transformed by magic are at his fingertips.Sometimes Tang swords, sometimes big shields, both offensive and defensive;

Both of them took a sensitive and changeable path, between swords and swords, life and death were only on the line.

What is not good for the future is that this is Hela's home field; as long as the territory is not destroyed, the hell lord is immortal.So at the end of the fight, Hela, who found that skills alone could not win, simply switched to a simple and rude way of changing injuries.

As a result, it is a bit uncomfortable to play forward.

Aware of Hella's intentions, Qiangqian had no choice but to come up with a way to suppress the bottom of the box.

Countless and complicated magic runes lit up on his body, every skin texture, and even every hair emitted a golden magic glow.

Moving forward and deliberately retreating, some light "falls off" from his body and floats in the air.These rays are tiny, often thinner than a spider's silk, and almost impossible to see.

Haila came after her with a sword, and her body inevitably came into contact with the "spider silk", making a sharp and ear-piercing sound of "嗞啦啦".The subtle light was like the sharpest blade, cutting through Hela's robe, as well as her skin, and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Immortals can also feel pain, Hela frowned slightly, and stopped abruptly; this was the first time she showed an uncontrollable expression.

Black mist spewed from the cut wound, and it quickly recovered, even the tear in the robe disappeared instantly.

Hela looked at the distant opposite with vigilance, and the frosty expression only lasted for a short moment, and then she smiled again, and she was even more excited than before.

She breathed out lightly, and a sigh-like whisper came from her lips; the cold breath immediately gathered in front of the goddess of death.The magical light floating in the air was instantly covered with a layer of crystal frost.

The almost invisible light reveals itself.

The short distance of five or six steps between the two was covered with hundreds of "spider threads". If Hela didn't stop in time, she would definitely end up bruised and bruised.

"Ha!" This was the first time Hela made a sound similar to laughter; the magic light frozen by frost shattered and turned into nothingness.

The Goddess of Death made a comeback with a fierce offensive.

Moving forward did not stop his own magic, one after another magic lines, mixed in the shadows of swords, lights and swords coming and going, flickering.

Sometimes, it will turn into a stumbling rope under Hela's feet; sometimes it will stand in front of the sword and turn into a shield; sometimes it will disperse countless sparks and burn the robe and skin; It will confuse the eyes and ears with its dazzling light and high-pitched whistling sound.

The death power of the hell lord and the magic power of the mage Karma Taj once again clashed fiercely; this time the confrontation may not be as grand as the previous thousand sword rains, but the subtleties are threatening.

Hela couldn't fight for a long time, but she was not in a hurry; seeing the magic glow on Xiangqian's body gradually dimmed, she spoke for the first time after the battle: "How long can you hold on, mage?"

He smiled to the front without changing his expression: "Usually when beauties ask me this question, I will answer them - I can persist until you are satisfied."

"I've never met a man who can satisfy me." Hela also didn't change her expression, "I'm afraid you can't either."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Xiang Qiang's frivolous expression seemed a little reckless.

Hela stopped talking, and the whole world echoed her thought; the endless breath of death gathered and condensed in midair like a real "cloud".

The "cloud layer" rolled over, covering the battlefield below; countless swords pierced through the cloud layer, and the blades were aimed at the forward figure, but they did not fall.

Xiangqian knew that the other party was waiting for the moment when his magic power was exhausted.At that time, Hela will undoubtedly launch the final fatal blow.

"It's such a feast, thank you for the hospitality." Looking forward, he was not surprised but happy, the magic glow on his body soared into the sky, and his head sank into the thick "clouds".

As the lord of Niflheim, Hela was extremely sensitive to the changes in this world; when the magic glow submerged into the "clouds", she showed shock for the second time.

The breath of death in the air seemed to fall into a funnel, continuously falling down along the beam of magic light, and pouring into Xiangqian's body.

One hair moves the whole body. When the death breath in the air is absorbed in a large amount, more breath rolls back like a tsunami, and merges into the magic glow through the same way.

The forward magic power inflated like a balloon, and the light from the magic runes was as bright as a sun.

The power of magic transformation is so great that even if Hela reacts in time and uses the power of the lord to stop it, it can only delay the speed of transformation; and what makes Hela even more frightening is that even the communication between herself and Niflheim Power, once it touches the magic radiance, it will be transformed.

Hela stopped all movements, suppressed all emotions, and looked forward expressionlessly, with an unprecedentedly cautious attitude.Having fought for Asgard for thousands of years, she is well-informed, so she naturally knows what the abilities she has shown forward mean.

Xiangqian also stopped his hostile behavior, and looked at him calmly.

"A mage who has crossed the final threshold, the future god of magic." Hela's tone of voice is no longer the previous publicity and contempt. "Are you the protector that Odin found for Thor?"

"Actually, we haven't discussed the issue of compensation. By the way, you know Thor? As far as I know, you were sealed long before he was born. The Asgardians have not mentioned the sea for 2000 years. Pull the name."

"For 2000 years, all dead Asgardians have come to Niflheim, except those who fell on the battlefield."

"Oh, I actually forgot." Xiang Qiang suddenly realized, "It seems that although you were imprisoned, you still performed your duties as a hell lord very well."

Hela proudly said: "They are my people—whether dead or alive."

"I thought the god king of Asgard should be Odin." Qianqian kept his frivolous tone, and his attitude was not as solemn as Hela; "You mean to say that in the future, you will compete with Thor for the throne?"

Hela sneered disdainfully: "I am the destined king of Asgard."

"Odin certainly doesn't think so."

"Of course he doesn't want to think about it—no, he doesn't dare to think about it at all." Hela expressed her contempt for her father, "Why do you think Odin imprisoned me? Just because of a trivial quarrel between father and daughter ? No, because he is afraid, he is afraid of me."

"What are you afraid of? I don't mean to offend—but, you have been imprisoned by him for 2000 years, and the difference between strength and weakness is clear at a glance. He doesn't seem to have any reason to be afraid of you?"

"He is afraid because Asgard chose me." Hela raised her chin high, "I am destined to replace him and become the king of Asgard."

Hella's words aroused Qianqian's curiosity. He felt that the royal family of Asgard seemed to have something big to explode; but before he asked any more questions, he faintly noticed that the space in this world was trembling slightly. .

If the supreme coercion from the god-king had any substance, it stirred up the turmoil in Niflheim.

Hela suddenly raised her head, and cast her gaze to an unknown place in the sky; "Odin! I'm waiting for the day you die."

Xiangqian was very moved by the scene of "Father's Kindness and Daughter's Filial Piety" in front of him.

"It's an honor to meet you. I think we still have a chance to meet." The figure of mage Karma Taj slowly dissipated; Odin opened the seal of Niflheim, and he can use space magic to enter and exit at will.

Hela gritted her silver teeth, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards the seal that had not been closed.

There was a faint shout of anger in the void, and a sharp golden light descended from the sky, crossed the endless space, and landed on Hela's body impartially.

The goddess of death fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Gungnir, the king of gods, hits and hits.

Haila slowly got up, covering the wound on her abdomen with her hands, her face was grim and embarrassed.Even with the immortality of the hell lord, it is impossible to easily restore the damage caused by Gungnir.

Under the hateful eyes of the Goddess of Death, the seal in the depths of the distant sky became stable again.

Niflheim's clouds cleared away, and it was as calm as if nothing had happened.