Chapter 516 Brother, Sell It
Hundreds of years later, the little girl who once liked to follow him around has grown into an adult.
The long black hair was scattered randomly on the half-naked shoulders, and the pale skin that was almost bloodless had a morbid beauty. The black-green battle robe that fell straight down covered the curvy body, which made people imagine; the cold facial features had a solemn beauty, but it was also intimidating, and the heart could not help but have the urge to worship him.
That is a kind of life's instinctive reverence for death.
Glancing at the three people and one cat opposite her, Hila snorted and asked:
"Do you know the consequences of trespassing into the underworld? Moreover, you even injured my little cutie."
Little cutie?
Everyone was stunned, only to see that the black dragon king Nidhogg, who was lying dead on the ground, rolled over and stood up, paddling his limbs quickly, and crawled behind Hela, then lowered his head obediently, allowing the queen to reach out and stroke 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, snapped her nails with the other hand, and looked at everyone with a half-smile:
"Tell me, how are you going to resolve 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, son of the great god Odin and the giantess Jord!"
Looking at Thor's youthful and frivolous appearance, Hela sneered and shook her head:
"Really? You're nothing like him."
“Ahem…”
Lorne interrupted the tense conversation between the siblings with a dry cough, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"How about we talk?"
"Hmm~~"
Hela drew out her nasal voice, nodded half in amusement, half in mockery, and commented,
"You are becoming more and more like him."
Obviously, Hela has a strong resentment towards her two closest relatives who exiled her to the underworld.
Hearing the hostility in the tone and seeing Hela walking towards her, Brunhilde subconsciously took a defensive posture and moved closer to Lorne.
Seeing this, Hela couldn't help but stop. Her smiling face suddenly turned cold and she turned to look at her brother Thor:
“Kneel down!”
"What did you say?" Thor looked stunned.
"Kneel before your queen."
Hela smiled and reiterated, stretching her arms, a sword of the night sky appeared in her palm.
"Since you have come to the underworld to meet the emperor, you should know the rules."
"Queen? I don't think so!"
The hot-tempered Thor snorted coldly, and threw the materialized Thor's hammer in his palm without any hesitation.
The surging divine power surged and thousands of lightning bolts carrying the silver-colored divine hammer turned all obstacles along the way into dust.
However, facing this powerful attack, Hela simply raised her other empty hand, and her five fingers together penetrated the dense light net formed by thousands of lightning bolts and forcibly grabbed the silver-colored hammer face.
“Boom!”
The powerful force of thunder and lightning surged, and the entire wasteland broke apart, with dust flying everywhere and sinking a hundred meters in an instant.
But as the smoke and dust cleared, the goddess of death stood motionless in the same place, holding the hammer of Thor that could easily destroy a mountain in her palm, wailing and standing still.
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 'maybe' means."
Hela sneered and shook her head, her eyes full of disdain for this so-called brother.
In the mythological age, in addition to the more abstract concept of fate, life, death, war, and wisdom are four materialized powers with great potential.
Life brings about the growth 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...
Anyone who can deeply master one of them will be qualified to challenge for the throne of God King, but they are often unable to be inherited in their entirety.
For example, in the Age of the Norse Gods, the power of life was divided among a group of gods, including 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 is divided among the gods including Tyr, the god of war, Odin, the king of gods, Thor, the god of thunder, Freya, the queen of valkyries, etc.
The power of wisdom was divided among the gods including the great god Odin, the god of trickery Loki, the god of poetry Bragi, the wise giant Mimir, etc.
All of the characters mentioned above at least possess the status of a main god or above, and there are probably even 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 underworld in Greek mythology, which has a relatively complete and huge system of underworld gods such as the King of the Underworld and the Queen of the Underworld, the twin gods of death and sleep, the ferryman of the Styx, the three goddesses of vengeance, the three judges of the underworld, etc.
In the cold and lonely country of Helheim, Hela is the only queen, possessing relatively complete power over death and unparalleled control over the entire Nordic underworld.
Although Odin built Valhalla and took away some of the power of death from his eldest daughter, he was unable to fundamentally weaken Hela's power of death.
After all, in order to control the runes and ascend to the throne of God-King, he only sacrificed one eye; and in order to control the power of death, Hela turned half of her body into a skeleton.
According to the rules of the Nordic world, everything has a price.
The higher the cost, the higher the reward.
As long as he and Frigga had not given birth to Balder, the God of Light, and pushed the Aesir theocracy to the peak as prophesied 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 stay away from his eldest daughter.
Not to mention his naughty younger brother Thor, who has not fully grown up at this moment.
However, Hela is not known for her arm strength. Although she can control Thor's hammer with her powerful strength, it takes time to completely destroy this artifact.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Thor immediately raised his right hand and showed another artifact, the Iron Glove - Yangripper, and shouted:
"Mjolnir!"
Suddenly, Thor's hammer, which was gradually unable to bear the burden, suddenly burst out with a strong light, and took advantage of the moment when Hela closed her eyes and relaxed, and flew back into the hands of its owner Thor.
The Iron Glove - Yangrippel, is a divine weapon specially designed to be 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, hence its nickname of "Throwing Hammer".
However, at the moment when Thor was about to take back the hammer, a swift black shadow rushed in front of him in a flash, and two swords of the night sky crossed and slashed down.
Feeling the deadly wind pressure coming towards him, Thor did not bother to retract Thor's hammer. He quickly freed one hand and took out another artifact of his - Grid's Staff - from the magic circle.
This is a staff given to him by his lover, the giantess Grid. It is made of Uru sacred steel. Its biggest feature is its incomparable hardness, so it is also called the [Unending Staff].
"when!"
With the sound of metal clashing so loud that it almost pierced the eardrums, the falling sword of the night sky actually cut two shallow cuts on the so-called "continuous" staff of Grid.
If this was cut on the body...
Thor was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He decisively activated another artifact, the power belt around his waist—Mekingjord. His strength doubled and he unexpectedly pushed Hela back.
Thor used all his strength to resist this round of fierce attacks. He raised his hand to catch the flying Thor's hammer and gnashed his teeth to accuse his sister of being ruthless:
"You crazy woman, I'm your brother!"
"What's my own brother? If Odin comes, I will beat him up anyway."
Hela replied with a sneer, and shot out the Night Sky Sword in her hand, not giving Thor any time to breathe.
Thor quickly swung 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 temples and kingdoms, the stronger they can exert their power 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 at all.
Realizing this, Thor decisively gave up his idea of fighting alone and shouted for help:
"Where are the people? Help! Come together!"
However, the high-pitched voice echoed, but no one around responded.
Thor looked back and was shocked to find that his half-brother had actually grabbed Brunhilde's hand and had already slipped away dozens of miles away, giving him a look full of encouragement.
And Jörmungandr also cleverly chose to retreat, leaving enough space for him and Hela to fight.
you……
Thor realized that he had become a wall blocking the wind. He was filled with grief and indignation. He dealt with Hela's fierce sword attack with a dusty face, while threatening with a hoarse voice:
"Jörmungandr, why don't you come over?"
That bastard Loki ran too far away and was too cunning, so he could no longer be counted on. He could only make do with pulling that stinky cat Jörmungandr over to share the pressure.
While Thor was thinking, he was caught off guard and his arm was slashed by Hela, and golden-red blood spurted out.
Jörmungandr, who was not far away, screamed in sync and felt a sharp pain from the depths of his soul.
"Help me! If I'm going to die, you won't be able to have an easy life either!"
Hearing Thor's cry for help again, Jörmungandr finally succumbed to the divine seals of [Pain Sharing] and [Damage Sharing], let out a reluctant growl, and leaped towards Hela.
However, even when fighting one against two, Hela, with the bonus of her domain, was not at a disadvantage at all.
A pair of swords in the night sky stabbed, chopped, shot or threw, turning the area within a hundred meters around it into an endless sword prison.
Jörmungandr and Thor were exhausted from dealing with the attack, but the sword's edge, which was not real or real, had been constantly bypassing their defenses and slashing at their bodies, leaving bloody wounds and causing the man and cat on the field to scream and wail continuously.
Too tender, still too tender.
One, relying on his tyrannical divine power and authority, only knew how to swing his hammer and smash things around; the other, relying on his thick skin and strong poison, only knew how to bite and entangle, just like a primitive beast.
In contrast, Hela is a master of swordsmanship and has experienced the protracted war between the Aesir and the Vanir. With her own strength, she defeated the Vanir army and eventually 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 a man and a cat join forces, they cannot change the current fact.
“Bang! Bang!”
The hellish power of death surged, and as the dark shadow as tall as a mountain waved forward, the wounded Thor and Jörmungandr drew two graceful arcs in the air and fell down in dust at the feet of Lorne and Brunhilde.
Hela walked towards them slowly, holding two swords of the night sky in her hands.
Thor shuddered and decisively threw the Jörmungandr beside him forward, responsible for slowing down Hela's pace.
At the same time, the traumatized Thor got up from the ground and called out to the two reinforcements behind him:
"What are you still standing there for? Come on together!"
"good!"
Luo En nodded in agreement and decisively raised his hand to punch hard.
"Bang!"
Before Thor could react, he fell headfirst into the mud, with his butt sticking up, and passed out.
Jörmungandr, who had a sensory connection with him, also crashed and lay sprawled at Hela's feet, motionless.
Hela stopped and cast a surprised look at Lorne:
"Aren't they your teammates?"
"How can my teammates compare to you? You are the student I brought up!" Luo En said righteously, "If I need help, I will definitely stand on your side!"
In order to increase his persuasiveness, Lorne kicked Thor on the ground without hesitation and said contemptuously:
"Besides, this brat is so arrogant that he even dares to attack his own sister. He really deserves a good beating to teach him a lesson!"
——Question: How can we make two parties who were originally in conflict quickly put aside their grudges and ease their relationship?
——Answer: Create a common enemy, divert internal conflicts, and unite against external forces.
That's right, Lorne had no good intentions when he brought his nephew Thor here from the beginning to the end. He was definitely a tool to help him and Hela resolve the conflict and break the ice.
Originally, Odin was the most suitable candidate.
But the old man was smart enough to send his own son Thor to take the blame, so Loen had no choice but to make do with him.
In order to prevent Thor from being unable to handle the situation alone, he also thoughtfully brought Hela's brother Jörmungandr from another time and space along, which was a well-intentioned move.
And in the end, the effect was immediate.
A hint of satisfaction appeared on Hela’s originally gloomy face, and the incarnation of death that covered the sky and the sun behind her disintegrated.
But as she looked at Brunhilde, who was blocked by Lorne the whole time, Hela's expression became a little unhappy, and she snorted coldly: "What about her?"
Luo En slapped his forehead and answered evasively:
"I forgot to introduce you. This is the Valkyrie of the Valkyrie Corps and Freya's subordinate."
"That woman again!"
Hela snorted in dissatisfaction, and her mood obviously improved a lot.
Obviously, she had no good feelings towards Freya, her old rival, but she had long known that the woman had ill intentions towards her teacher, so it was reasonable for her to send people to watch her.
Just as Hela was about to open her mouth, she felt a familiar tingling and numbness on one side of her cheek, as if her flesh was rotting and melting.
She hurriedly turned her head and raised her hand to grab. The soil around her seemed to wriggle with life and pulled Brunhilde, who was caught off guard, into her palm.
"If you want to save this woman, come to my bedroom and find me!"
Hela snorted coldly, then picked up the captured Brunhilde and quickly jumped onto Nidhogg's back, riding the black dragon king who flapped his wings and flew into the gloomy sky of the underworld.
Looking at Hela walking away, the devastated wasteland, and the dead bodies of Thor and Jörmungandr lying on the ground, Lorne felt a dull pain in his head again.
A woman's mind is really a difficult subject to understand.
(End of this chapter)
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