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Hela has lived for so many years, and she has seen shameless, but she has never seen such shameless.

White Fang wanted to put himself and Asgard in his bowl.

What's more, this man dared to touch her noble body, the goddess of death felt both angry and disgusting.

So, she immediately summoned the weapon "Sword of the Night Sky" and stabbed behind her.

I only heard a crisp sound from Tang, sparks scattered, and a blue-purple scythe blocked Hela's attack.

"Oh, you're too grumpy ma'am."

"Is there anything you can't say well, do you have to be so ugly?"

Lu Wu took a few steps back and distanced himself from Hela.

Turning to Valkyrie and Loki, he said, "Do what you have to do."

The two hurriedly nodded and left the temple of the gods as if they were fleeing, not knowing whether they were afraid of Hela or the murderous emperor.

Hela, who didn't even look at them, jumped up like a leopard and forcibly pulled the distance between her and Lu Wu.

"I have nothing to say to you!"

"I just want to do one thing right now, and that is to chop off those two **** claws of yours!"

Facing the threat of the goddess of death, Lu Wu didn't see a trace of panic on his face. He raised the giant sickle and swayed the falling sword of the night sky, and said indifferently, "I'll let you touch two of them if it's a big deal."

"Even if we are even."

Raast came out to join in the fun at this time: "Kayn, you are so shameless, I can't help but beat you with this lady."

"Presumptuous, Laast." Lu Wu stretched out his hand and flicked the sharp edge of the sickle: "Play your role, don't just complain."

Rayaste, who was buzzing all over his body, had no choice but to say, "As you order, my majesty... as you order..."

The conversation between the sickle and the man was clearly heard by Hela. She smiled disdainfully: "I admit that I looked down on you just now."

"It turns out that you are just like my stupid brother, an idiot who can talk to his own weapons!"

Lu Wu tilted his head to avoid the black spikes shot from Hela's hand, and shouted exaggeratedly, "Rayaste, she called you an idiot."

The darkin angered: "Don't talk to me, idiot!"

Lu Wu reluctantly closed his mouth, focused on the battle, grabbed the end of the scythe for a round, and forced Hela, who was gradually approaching, to retreat.

"I just rejected me a few minutes ago, but now I can't shake it like a brown candy."

"Hey, fickle woman."

"Did you become the emperor with that mouth?" Hela gathered dozens of thorny spears and stabbed Lu Wu with one head.

At the same time, she herself raised Jianfei to the front, followed closely behind the spear, and mocked at the same time:

"I suddenly changed my mind."

"If you honestly beg me for mercy, I will agree to marry you."

"But the conditions must be reversed, merge your **** empire into Asgard, and you will become my servant!"

At this time, Hela, the antler-shaped thorn helmet on the top of her head is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting more and more hideous.

The dark green battle armor on his body has also completely turned black due to the accumulation of energy.

In the lands of Asgard, she is getting stronger all the time.

Lu Wu tried his best to avoid the spear, which was now the thickness of his wrist, and said very seriously, "I am the emperor, and I can only be the emperor!"

"I am the choice and the only one!"

Hela, who followed the spear, held the Sword of the Night Sky, and slammed down sharply, and the eardrums of the people who were scratched by the whistling sound of the sky hurt.

"When will your strength be as strong as your mouth?"

Raast came out to join in the fun again: "This woman is too fierce, you can't hold him down, or let's give up."

After hearing this, Hela laughed happily: "Your weapons are more acquainted than you are."

"Scythe, are you interested in switching to my command, I can build a palace just for you."

Unexpectedly, Laast replied angrily: "First, I have a name, not a sickle!"

"Second, I don't like living in palaces!"

Lu Wu raised a huge sickle to hold Haila's long sword, and reminded kindly: "His name is Laast, don't forget it."

Then he dodged to the side and slashed Hela's lower abdomen fiercely.

But with the passage of time, Hela's strength became stronger and stronger, and even the defensive power also rose sharply. The sickle blade, which was always unfavorable, actually only cut a white mark on her abdomen.

Although he was not injured, his strength was solid. Hela, who frowned in pain, said coldly, "As long as I am in Asgard, I will be invincible!"

"Suffer to death, I will help you end the relationship with that broken sickle deformity!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she instantly appeared in front of Lu Wu and punched him on the chin with all her strength.

Lu Wu was directly knocked into the air, slammed into the mural at the top of the temple, and then fell to the ground.

After a while, Lu Wu stood up with difficulty and spit out his mouth full of dust: "The last person who said he was invincible is not doing well now."

"I suggest you reorganize the language, ma'am."

Hela just sneered and rushed over with another stride.

The more this is the case, the more Laast looks irrelevant: "You seem to be underestimated."

"How about you, do you want to try that trick?"

"It's cool, killing this stupid woman is like slaughtering a chicken and a dog."

"As far as I know, you haven't accumulated enough energy yet, but my strength is extremely abundant!"

"Anyway, you will transform sooner or later. Why don't you try this one from me, I'm sure you're satisfied."

Raast's rough and hoarse voice is like the devil of hell, seducing people into the abyss of eternal doom.

"Shut up, don't think I don't know, you are just greedy for my body!"

Lu Wu saw through his clumsy trick at a glance, but Hela was aggressive, as if there was no other way.

In an ordinary state, there is still a big gap between him and the goddess of death stepping on Asgard.

Between the hesitations, Hela came quietly behind Lu Wu: "To die in my hands...it's your honor, incompetent emperor!"

After all, the Sword of the Night Sky, which braved the cold and cold air, got into Lu Wu's heart.

His back was close to Hela's chest, and people who didn't know thought how close the two were.

But even though he was seriously injured, Lu Wu didn't mean to be soft: "You haven't won yet, Lady Goddess."

"Leave it to you, Raast, but don't let me down!"

The hoarse voice sounded immediately: "I will never let you down, just sleep in peace."

"When you wake up... it's over."

As the voice of the dark descendants fell, Lu Wu's expression suddenly became extremely painful, and terrifying arcs appeared on his body, like a short-circuited robot.

At the same time, a strong suction force erupted from the golden sphere on the scythe, sucking him into it.

In the end, the golden ball that Lu Wu "eaten" successfully accumulated enough energy to become bigger and bigger, and then with a bang, it exploded into countless pieces together with the giant sickle.

The shock wave generated by the explosion directly turned the magnificent pantheon into ruins.

Even the powerful goddess of death was not spared, and was thrown away like a broken kite for a long distance.

"It's quite a heroic death."

Hela, who had broken several bones, clutched her chest, crawled out of the ruins, and staggered toward the outside of the temple.

If the enemy himself blows up all the **** left, there is no need to make up for the knife.

What worries her now is how to deal with the huge fleet over Asgard.

However, Hela, who thought of something, quickly smiled.

"Your empire is mine now!"

However, just when she thought it was all over, the debris on the ground gathered again.

A terrifying red figure slowly emerged.

There are two huge dark red horns that are curved like a butcher's knife on his head, and golden carapaces are layered on the surface.

He has no facial features, and his head as smooth as a mirror is wrapped in a hideous layer of horny.

His body is slender and strong, full of a strange beauty, as if he was born for battle.

Through the red light on his chest, he could clearly see that there was a star in his body, and the surging and majestic power flowed through his limbs and bones through the slow rotation of the star.

The giant scythe with a red halo in his hand was shattered, but there was a mysterious power that miraculously stitched them together. Although the cracks still existed, the scythe was intact.

The sphere on the sickle blade also turned dark red, beating like a heart.

Since the appearance of this red creature, Hela, who was about to walk out of the temple, stopped involuntarily, and the dangerous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She clenched the Sword of the Night Sky in her hand and turned to stare at the nascent terrifying creature.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to his cheeks.

For some reason, the goddess of death, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves and was sealed by Odin for tens of thousands of years, was actually a little nervous at this time.

After a long stalemate, the creature finally moved, and he began to announce his existence to the entire universe.

"I am the culprit locked by the Death Omen, witnessing the rolling giant wheel, the pinnacle of unclean creation!"

"I! Yes! Raast!"

The deafening roar of filial piety instantly spread to every corner of the universe, hitting the trembling deep in the soul and making everyone remember a name.

Raast!

Hela was no exception. She was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the water, and kept repeating the terrible name: "Rayaste? Rayaste!"

The newborn darkin noticed the terrified lady and turned towards her.

Every time he took a step, Hela's body shook involuntarily. At this moment, she hated her cowardice and felt extremely humiliated at the same time.

Now at her feet is Asgard, her kingdom.

It shouldn't be her who is timid, but someone else.

So, Hela gathered up her courage, mobilized her majestic mana, and raised thick dark green thorns from the ground, stabbing straight at the enemy.

"In my name, I grant you death!"

But as soon as countless thorns approached the dark red creature, they were crushed into powder by some force.

What made Hela even more terrified was that the creature slowly raised the sickle in its hand.

The next second, she found herself kneeling at his feet.

The tyrannical and ferocious voice exploded above her head, like the **** of creation.

"As the first creature to witness my birth, I will give you a chance to live."

"Submit...or die."

The broken scythe just rested on Hela's shoulder, causing her endless pressure.

Under this heavy pressure, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

The darkin seemed impatient to wait, and raised the scythe again: "You wasted my kindness."

As a dazzling arc flashed, Hela's corpse was separated, the headless corpse was slanted aside, and the blood-stained head rolled out far away.

"Do not--!"

After returning to God, Hela was terrified, and quickly touched her head and found that it was still growing on her neck intact.

Was the scene just now an illusion?

Thinking of this, Hela immediately collapsed to the ground as if deflated, staring at the ground in a daze.

But immediately, a huge shadow enveloped her.

Hela looked up subconsciously, but only saw a broken sickle occupying all her vision.

No, shouldn't he first ask me if I am willing to surrender? Why did he just do it?

With full of doubts, Hela's thinking stagnated.

When she woke up again, she saw a familiar scene, a **** holding a giant sickle standing in front of her.

"As the first creature to witness my birth, I will bestow upon you..."

The noble goddess of death in the past, now with her hair disheveled, like a madman, covered her head and shouted in a collapsed voice: "Don't say it, I am willing to surrender!"

The creature paused, and the dry sound was like two rusted gears colliding.

"very good."

"You didn't...waste my kindness."

Feeling the pressure on her shoulders disappear, Hela was completely relieved. Now she really wanted to look up at the creature's face, but she still couldn't muster her courage.

"Get up, woman."

"From now on, you will be my vassal, spreading my glory to the whole universe."

"Shadow, hope, fear, I'll eat everything."

"And you, will witness the arrival of the death star, and witness Laast!"

Hela obeyed the orders of God, got up obediently, and followed behind the Darkspawn like a qualified maid, UU reading www.uukanshu. com walked out of the pantheon with him.

At this time, Asgard was completely under the control of the imperial fleet. Under the strangulation of many battleships, only a few of the soldiers from the underworld under Hela were still struggling.

Even her mount, the giant wolf Fenrir, was beaten under the weight of a large green man.

But when Raast and Hela appeared, everyone stopped and turned to look at them.

Shadowstream, who was hidden in the shadows, also emerged, staring at the darkling with a look of hatred.

Raast grabbed a shadow streamer who appeared and lifted him up in the air: "Go, gather all Kayn's damned subordinates, I have something to say."

After finishing speaking, just like throwing away trash, throw away that movie streamer.

The shadow stream turned into a mist and disappeared at the moment of landing, and then the rest of the shadow stream left with it.

"Hmph, a group of mice who hide their heads and show their tails!"

Raast swung his wrist, carried the broken scythe on his shoulder, and muttered to himself:

"I'm sorry, Kayn."

"Looks like I won in the end."

"As long as the power of the darkin is guaranteed to always prevail, there is no chance of you coming back!"