Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 720 Violent Negotiation of the Hall of Valor of the Dead

Asgard is a society with distinct classes. The difference between nobles and commoners is almost equivalent to two different species. Whether it is lifespan or strength, the nobles with more divine blood have the upper hand.The average life expectancy of ordinary Asgardians is only 500 years, while that of nobles is measured in thousands. The so-called "equality" does not exist in this world at all.Perhaps there are some nobles who have lived long enough to still remember the years when God Odin fought in the Nine Realms, but they all kept this secret, because they were able to survive the bloody cleansing and continue the Wannian family because they kept silent. to date.

Those nobles still remember Odin's brutal methods.

Countless ancient families that existed since the rule of Odin's father Bauer and Bauer's father Bulli were uprooted, and the horseshoes of the eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnir walked over the corpses of countless men, women, old people, and children, and stepped into The resplendent and resplendent family palace longhouse.All books on that man were burned, all supporters of that man were killed, all statues and steles extolling great deeds were smashed, and all bards' tongues were cut out.The smoke and dust of burning corpses even once covered the magnificent spire of the Golden Palace - the great Valkyrie, the mighty Valkyrie, the invincible Valkyrie, the cruel Odin did not hesitate to erase those who fought for him in the past. The honor of the warrior, the one-eyed king on the throne extinguished the flames of betrayal with cold lies.Knife, ax and blood have become an excuse for forgetting, the ancient legend about the Valkyrie in the tavern has been distorted and changed, the newborn Asgardians have grown up listening to lies, and there is no truth in the carnival of mead and banquet.

Everything has something to do with that damn prophecy.

But they knew that the dusk of the gods would come one day, and the poisonous dragon Nigelhold, who ate the roots of the world tree, would spread his wings.At that time, the same cruel and ruthless Goddess of Death will take the longship Nagirfa made of the nails of the dead, and be lifted from the cold and foggy world of Eternal Night to the kingdom of the gods by ice springs and poisonous snakes. destroy.

"Of course, these are legends. Look around us, my friend. Niggold is just a fairy tale to deceive children, and the goddess of death does not exist at all. Live in Alheim, there belongs to the dead, and here belongs to the living."

Asgard's astronomer is a commoner, he was appreciated for his knowledge, so he got the opportunity to work in the golden palace.He was the one Salomon had seen last time at the Asgard Observatory.After the old guy drank two glasses of wine, he swore: "It's just a myth created by the ancestors of Asgard when they observed the universe, and after they were afraid of the vast astronomical wonders, they combined the actual situation. Tomorrow's survival is worried about our close relatives, the giant family. Then they are sung by bards, in order to win attention, they naturally exaggerate how to sing, and we as scholars must not rely on this."

"I didn't know Asgardians would talk like that." Casilios winked behind the old guy, and continued to use this topic to attract the attention of stargazers.Salomon wore a cloak and passed through many drinking and having fun in Grazheim, "I thought you would express fear of this legend, or analyze the rationality of this prophecy to me based on the past history."

"I'm a commoner, not a wizard like you, I believe in numbers. My lifespan is only 500 years at most, and even if I use the most expensive soul forge for treatment, it will not exceed 1000 years. I don't have time to indulge in nobles Legend. For a short-lived commoner like me, the pursuit of truth is the most important thing in this life. We were not created from ash or elm branches, and the world was not born from the corpse of Ymir. Elves are not creatures transformed from maggots, and the birth of dwarves has nothing to do with the flesh and blood of giants Brimir and Bláinn. Although the Aesir are gods, it does not mean that we have to believe in them. If you don’t mind, I will Going back to work..."

Cassilios was a little surprised, he didn't expect the scholars of Asgard to have such wisdom.He put down the original task, and turned to ask the old man a question in a slightly respectful tone. "Please wait a moment, respected seeker of truth..."

Salomon squeezed through the door and opened the Venerable's scroll in front of the model that reflected the state of the World Tree in real time.

"Good evening, my dear goddess of death." He released the spell in the scroll and said softly at the same time, "I hope you are satisfied with my gift."

"You're here at last! Before the Winter of Fimbul comes!"

When the pure white horse spread its wings and descended from the sky with light and heat through the dark clouds, the queen who was cut bloody by the throne of swords and thorns stood up.As the most powerful immortal in Asgard, those wounds healed in an instant.This is her trait, a God's Chosen from the concept of death, but she still thinks it is her innate talent, just like her talent for necromancy, it is her future Aspen Credentials of King Gard.

"It seems that you are ready to face death with the most valiant attitude." The goddess of death looked at his equipment, and then raised her chin proudly.She opened her hands and took a deep breath of the cold death-filled air.The white mist on the surface of the Geol River was pushed away by the wind curled by Pegasus' powerful wings, and the top of the forest of iron trees shone with a cold white light.She welcomed Salomon loudly, "If your performance satisfies me, I will allow you to stay by my side forever, as my most powerful guard, and share the glory of ruling Asgard with me."

Salomon sat on Pegasus's back and responded with a smile, "Then, before everything begins, would you mind enjoying the banquet in Asgard first?"

"Of course, last time we didn't have a chance to talk properly, this time I don't mind showing you the generosity of the master before the fight. Quickly move, slow, lazy! You rotten corpses, brittle bones and stupid skeletons, hurry up Bring up my things for entertaining guests. Well, you two idiots are not going to move? Oh, I forgot that you are already dead." Hela turned her back to the mystic, and strode into the depths of the palace , not at all worried that the mystic will launch a surprise attack.The passage of Eliudnir (Misery) in Hela's palace is extremely wide, and the palace that occupies the entire mountain has countless rooms. Those rooms are full of ghosts and bones. poured out into a howling trickle.

The goddess of death walked happily, showing everything about herself to her guests.

"Look! This is my food 'Hunger', here is my tableware 'Glutton'... Come on, come on, let me show you my bedroom, its name is 'Destruction'. Hurry up, La Open the curtain called 'Fire' and you'll see nine rivers, you see, that river is called 'Slid' - I throw the blades I created into that river every day. Lies The king held me here so long that now the river is full of sharp knives. Do you see this big bed called 'Sorrow', warrior? I like warriors, I like alive The flesh. If you defeat me, you will have the right to lie on it and share the pleasure with me."

"really?"

"As long as you don't die in my hands, you have this qualification."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)