The Death Knell

"I've always had a question, Hela, will Valhalla really call someone?"

Su Ming, who was drinking soda, sat cross-legged on the flying carpet. He watched Thor's massacre not far away, and raised his hand and closed his ears with his little finger. He obviously felt that Thor's voice was a bit loud:

"I've seen the Hall of Valor too. It feels like a large barn. Can it talk?"

Hela, who was sitting next to him eating spicy strips, twitched her mouth, swallowed the big gluten in her mouth, and made a grimace:

"It's just a mantra that doesn't make sense, right? And if you ask me about Valhalla, you're asking the wrong person. Look at me, I haven't died once. Why don't you ask Mysty in your family."

When Asgard fell, the Hall of Valor was separated by the death knell and thrown into the underworld.

However, Hela lacked interest in that, as if she didn't like Odin's creation at all, or she didn't bother to look at it at all. After leaving all the affairs of the underworld to Tyr, she slipped to the earth to be a home girl up.

"I asked her, and she said that in the past, the souls of the dead were brought to the gate of the Hall of Valor by horses, and then the souls would rush in and choose their opponents to fight and drink. There was no need for her to arrange anything. I have never eaten a roast pig that heals itself every day."

Shaking his head, Death Knell talked about the information he had obtained in the past.

"That may be because the rules have changed. The first generation of Valkyries, who are now the fallen maids, can enter the Hall of Valor."

Hela took a small breath of cool air, stuck out her red tongue, and fanned the wind with her hands:

"Unfortunately, the deformed obsession with death has affected their minds. When these Valkyries were performing missions in the lower realm, Odin discovered that they were stealing human corpses, so they were all sold to Mephisto. Last time Luo Didn’t Ji buy them back as thugs, but in the end they fell into my hands again, I’ll ask you when I go back.”

The spicy bar was a reward for her previous sensory ability, just like death knell rewarded Carol with chocolate, which is normal.

Hela knows Deathstroke's leadership style. He likes to take everyone to eat, drink, smoke and drink during mission execution, as if he is constantly reminding himself that he is a human being.

He doesn't really need these things, he doesn't need food to provide energy, let alone alcohol and nicotine to cheer him up, he just enjoys the process of using these things.

And the package of spicy sticks I ate had 24 small red peppers drawn on it. It was said to be the spiciest among all the spicy sticks in Wilson Enterprises.

Well, as a half-dead person, there is naturally no possibility of being scorched to death.

"I have an idea now. This three-dimensional model is a bit like the Nine Realms, and we know that the other party has such a thing as the Seed of Death. Do you think our enemy will also create one? "Hall of Valor" to complete the internal self-circulation?"

"Well, I haven't really thought about that."

Hela narrowed her eyes, and like a hamster, quickly ate a large piece of gluten into her mouth:

"The completion of the Hall of Heroes was a temporary stay specially opened up by Odin after negotiating with the Goddess of Death. The agreement was that these souls would not go to the Garden of Death until Ragnarok, when these souls died in the second battle. I don't know. What did he pay for it, but in essence, it’s not an internal loop, it’s more like a loan.”

"Sure enough, is the world tree the core of Asgard's soul circulation?" Su Ming nodded, and he held his arms to watch the fun: "After Odin died, I couldn't find his soul anywhere, and there is no one in hell. , and there is no death, the only possibility left now is that he has lived in the soul of the World Tree."

The World Tree is an ancient god, and its soul is also a tree. If you want to dig a small nest in the trunk of a big tree, it couldn't be easier.

"It's possible, but we can't prove it, but he often said 'I am Asgard,...' Hela imitated Odin's tone, but her face was full of disdain, shaking her head: "So he It is possible to have some secret deal with World Tree as a backup, why are you bringing this up now?"

Hela really wanted to prove that she was better than

Odin is stronger, but she will never underestimate Odin's wisdom. He is a man who drank from the fountain of wisdom and was blessed by the World Tree.

World Tree is not stupid. It was able to survive from the war of the first generation of gods and the factional struggles of the four ancient gods to this day, and even created things like Ragnarok to maintain its eternal existence. If it was a creature, it would eat There is more dust than all the salt in Asgard's food combined.

The wisdom provided to it by a long lifespan is the precipitation of history.

"Well, I'm worried that the Seed of Death has the same function. For example, we eliminated the bodies of those people in black robes, but their souls ran into the Seed of Death to hide. They're out of their wits."

Deathstroke answered her with a smile, speaking of his dark plans in a gentle tone.

"Hmph, as long as you save my goddess, these worries of yours are unnecessary, Deathstroke." Thanos interrupted, and he raised his head proudly: "I don't think the goddess will let go of deceiving and looting Her person, and for the ownership of the soul, she has the strongest decision-making power."

"Well, well said, makes sense, yes yes."

Su Ming gave his approval with a sincere face. As for whether he thought so in his heart, that was another matter.

"Well, let's take a look at the situation in front of us first, everyone." Carol saw Thor's buttocks hit by a laser, his buttocks were on fire, and black smoke was flying around in the sky: "Are you going to put Jessica on fire?" Did they put it in here? It's full of weird man-eating plants."

"It's not a big problem. Don't look at so many plants, but the weakness of being afraid of fire alone means that they are not worth mentioning. Even if I don't need any advice, Jessica has a solution."

While saying this, Su Ming patted the magic floating cloak, letting it take everyone back to the first dimension.

After finding the correct entrance and exit, a group of people came to check the situation first. Jessica's team was still resting in the first dimension.

In fact, there is nothing to rest, she chats with Sif, Coulson chats with Banner, Star-Lord looks for his pistol, and that's it.

Now that the pistols have been recovered, it seems that the butler may have thrown the pair of guns into the cesspit, so Star-Lord is cleaning them distressedly.

"Jessica, are you ready to go? Now the second dimension needs your help."

The sound of the death knell came from the earphones, which made the girl sigh~www.NovelMTL.com~ She took off the cigarette **** in her mouth and discarded it, stomped it out with her high-heeled boots, and clapped her hands:

"Everyone is in the car, we are ready to go, and there are more friends waiting to be rescued."

"Ah, it's my turn to save someone, hehehehehe..."

As if his brain was broken, Xingjue let out a strange laugh. He rinsed his guns with a water bottle, and the suspicious solid residues were washed away. Even the guns still smell a little bit now, but he can't take care of them. Stuffed into the thigh holster, then the soles of the feet will spin three times and fly down the terrace, and then follow the famous dance steps to walk on the moon and slide towards the carriage:

"In the past, the crew came to save me, but today, let me, the captain, save them! Oye eonbaby~"

In any case, he seems to be in good condition, a simple movement of getting into the car is done while singing and dancing.

It's a bit embarrassing, the newly compiled lyrics don't rhyme at all, and as a dancer, his belly is a bit big.

But as long as he is not embarrassed himself, then it is others who are embarrassed.