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Chapter 829: Death Dinner

Helheim, surrounded by the hair of the goddess of death Hela, was extremely dark. Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from the top, as if Helheim was torn apart by the darkness.

The dim light enveloped the Pope's expression, and a giant goddess was looking down at him from the crack. The goddess held a fork in her left hand and a knife in her right hand. Her scarlet tongue poked out from between her pale lips and licked the corner of her mouth.

It would be more accurate to say that the lid of a dinner plate was opened rather than that the underworld of Helheim was torn apart, and he was the cooked delicacy.

The outside of this created Helheim had somehow turned into the real Helheim, and the mistress of Helheim, the goddess of death, was sitting at the dining table.

Blaze pretended to lean towards Hela and introduced this dish.
"The soup is made from the blood of hell, paired with the naughty side dishes of the evil spirits of hell. The main ingredient is a cross between a big red dragon and a devil, cooked to 0 degree, to ensure the ingredients are absolutely fresh."

“But it’s quite difficult to eat.”

A special punishment in the underworld of Helheim, which directly sends enemies with accumulated death anomalies to Hela's plate to be eaten by the goddess of death Hela.

The only one who can 250% destroy the incarnation of hell, the LV Pope, is Hela.

[Death Goddess Hela LV500]

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[The mistress of the underworld, the god of death who is destined to survive the end of the world, even the fate of the final outcome cannot write her ending]

Blaze looked up and found that Hela was staring at him. The look in her eyes and expression made it seem as if she wanted to eat him.

"This execution... doesn't distinguish between friend and foe?"

“…No, I’m sorry. I just didn’t expect you to look so…young. Your soul is a little overdeveloped.” Hila’s face, which could be described as the face of a person who has been dead for thousands of years, rarely showed any emotion.

There is a young man under the ferocious armor, which is indeed a contrast.

Not to mention that what Hela had always seen was Blaze's soul, a spirited young lion, a beautiful and noble silver wolf. She always looked directly at him, so even the throne prepared for Blaze was naturally huge.

However, in reality, Blaze was...extraordinarily small to Hela.

Hela stretched out two fingers, pinched the scarf on Blaze's back, and carefully placed Blaze outside the [plate].

Then Hela looked at the Pope. With such a little guy cheering beside her while she was eating, she couldn't help but want to show off her appetite.

The silver dinner knife named "Taotie" slowly moved forward to cut. The movements of the giant Hela were extremely slow in the eyes of the Pope, but she had no way to retreat.

If a meteorite falls from above your head, how can you escape and escape from death?

“I have faith.” The Pope growled, and his body instantly swelled into a dragon, and he began to resist Hela’s knife.

【Faith Z】

[Invalidate all abnormal states, spread brainwashing around targets, affect all senses, share attributes with believers, and give attributes to the object of faith]

Invisible waves spread around, and even the crazy and evil demons from hell instantly and devoutly followed the Pope, forming an orderly army.

The Pope doesn't expect to be able to brainwash Hela and Blaze, but at least he can change their senses.

but……

[Metamorphosis Z] Hela and Blaze just blinked their eyes, and the mental brainwashing from [Faith Z] was destroyed, and the Pope only gained time to blink one more time.

The dinner of the goddess of death Hela began. She picked up the silver spoon, scooped up a spoonful of hell's blood, brought it to her mouth, took a sip elegantly, and nodded slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with the taste of the hell's blood.

What made Hela raise her hand and cover her lips with a surprised expression was the evil spirits from hell that continued to emerge from the blood of hell.

These hellish demons added a chewy texture to the broth, and the hellfire carried by the hellish demons made Hela's face flush, as if spring had arrived.

So what about the side dishes?
Hela was looking forward to the first formal dinner. Her feet swayed unconsciously on the ground of Helheim. She picked up the evil spirit from hell with a fork and took a bite.

Although they are fallen souls, they have a devout faith within them. It must be [Faith Z] that gives these fallen souls.

This is truly a perfect dish where the main ingredient actually cooks the other side dishes.

When Hela held the fork in her mouth and sighed reluctantly, only the main course was left on the plate. After finishing the delicious side dishes, it was finally time to move on to the main course.

Just as Blaze was admiring Hela's eating with a goddess-like flavor and a slightly contrasting feeling of a little girl, Hela's aura changed.

The elegant cutlery fell to the ground. Hela stretched out her hands and grabbed the Pope. She pulled the Pope in half with force and then bit directly at the broken part.

The splattered blood of hell painted Hela’s lips a strange scarlet color.

Blaze suddenly felt something was wrong.

“You, don’t eat it all!” Blaze wanted to jump up. With Hela eating like a pig in three bites, the Pope would probably not have even a scrap left.

Hela paused, and then with a sucking sound, she pulled out a row of milky white spines from between her red lips. She sucked them repeatedly, and after making sure that there was no meat or taste at all, she reluctantly placed the spines in front of Blaze.

[Sacred Dragon Bones of the Incarnation of Hell]

[The spine of the great red dragon, the incarnation of hell, was purified of all its hostility and evil, and even had a sacred glow.]

The materials dropped by monsters always have a strong sense of resentment, and will turn into impurities that are enough to destroy the entire equipment during the forging process. They may even turn into skeleton monsters before they are even forged.

The piece of dragon bone in front of him was the cleanest monster material he had ever seen. It was sparkling and looked like the remains of a saint.

Hellasuo is really clean.

While Blaze was shocked, Hela had already picked up the plate and drank up all the remaining blood of hell. Finally, she licked her fingers until there was no trace of the Pope left, and then she breathed a sigh of regret.

"Next time I want to try the God Pig Shahrimnir and the Golden Life Insects from the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, and preferably the goat milk from the goat Hedron."

"You are... ordering food from me!?"

Blaze was stunned. He thought this execution was a passionate combination skill between him and Hela, but how come he was the one being served?

And Hela’s answer was…

"Next time I want to try the God Pig Shahrimnir and the Golden Life Insects from the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, and preferably the goat milk from the goat Hedron."

Repeat, no matter what Blaze said, it was a repetition. This was the first time that the goddess of death Hela acted like a spoiled child since her birth.

(End of this chapter)