Players' NPC boss

The Helheim underworld surrounded by the hair of the Goddess of Death Hela was extremely dark. A ray of light suddenly bloomed from the top, as if the Helheim underworld was torn apart by the darkness.

The dim light enveloped the Pope's expression, and a giant-like 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 her pale lips and licked the corner of her mouth.

Rather than saying that the Helheim underworld was torn apart, it was better to say that the cover of the dinner plate was opened, and he was a delicacy that had been cooked.

The outside of the created Helheim underworld had become the real Helheim underworld at some point, and the hostess of the Helheim underworld, the goddess of death, sat at the dining table.

Blaze pretended to lean over to Hela and introduced the dish.

"The broth is made from the blood of hell, with the naughty side dishes of the evil spirits of hell. The main ingredient is a hybrid of a big red dragon and a devil. It is cooked to 0 degree, ensuring the ingredients are absolutely fresh."

"But it is quite difficult to eat."

The special punishment of the underworld of Helm directly sends the enemies with full death anomalies to Hela's plate and is eaten by Hela, the god of death.

The only one who can 100% destroy the incarnation of hell, the LV250 pope, is Hela.

[Hela, the goddess of death, LV500]

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

Blaze raised his head and found that Hela was actually staring at him. The look and expression were as if she wanted to eat him.

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

"... No, sorry, I just didn't expect you to look so... young, your soul has grown too much." Hela's face, which could be described as a face of a person who has been dead for thousands of years, rarely showed emotional fluctuations.

Under the ferocious armor is a teenager, which really makes people feel very contrasted.

Not to mention that Hela has always seen Blaze's soul, that is a spirited young lion, a beautiful and noble silver wolf. She always looks straight at him, so even the throne prepared for Blaze is naturally huge.

However, in reality, Blaze is... extraordinarily small for Hela.

Hela stretched out two fingers, pinched the scarf behind Blaze, and carefully placed Blaze outside the [plate].

Then Hela looked at the Pope. When eating, there is such a little guy cheering beside her, so it is inevitable that she wants to show off her appetite.

The silver knife named [Taotie] slowly cuts forward. The giant Hela's movements are extremely slow in the eyes of the Pope, but there is no way to retreat.

If a meteorite falls from the top of the head, how can you escape from death?

"I have faith." The Pope growled, and his body instantly swelled into a dragon body, and began to resist under 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 objects of faith]

The invisible wave spreads to the surroundings, even the crazy and evil hell ghosts instantly followed the Pope devoutly, forming an orderly army.

The Pope does not expect to brainwash Hela and Blaze, but at least he can change the senses.

But...

[Transformation Z]

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

The dinner of the goddess of death Hela began. She picked up the silver spoon, scooped up a spoonful of hell blood, and took a sip of it elegantly. She nodded slightly, as if she was very satisfied with the taste of hell blood.

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

These hell demons added a chewy taste to the soup, and the hell fire carried by the hell demons made Hela's face flushed, as if spring had arrived.

So what about the side dishes?

The first formal dinner made Hela look forward to it. Her feet swayed unconsciously on the ground of Helm's underworld. She used a fork to pick up the hell demon and took a bite.

Although it was a fallen soul, there was a pious faith in it. It was [Faith Z] that gave these fallen souls.

This was indeed a perfect dish. The main dish in it was actually cooking other side dishes.

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

Just as Blazer was admiring Hela's goddess-like and slightly contrasting little girl eating, Hela's aura changed.

The elegant tableware fell to the ground, and Hela stretched out her hands to grab the Pope, and pulled the Pope in half with a strong pull, and then bit directly at the broken end.

The splattered blood of hell painted Hela's lips with a strange scarlet.

Blazer suddenly felt bad.

"You, don't eat it all!" Blazer wanted to jump up. Under Hela's eating method that was like eating a pig in three bites, the Pope would probably not have even a little residue left.

Hela paused, and then with a sucking sound, Hela pulled out a milky white spine from her red lips, and repeatedly sucked it. After making sure that there was no meat or taste, she reluctantly placed the spine in front of Blazer.

[The Sacred Dragon Bones of the Incarnation of Hell]

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

The materials dropped from monsters always have a strong resentment, which will turn into impurities that can destroy the entire equipment during the forging process, and even turn into a skeleton monster before forging.

And the dragon bone in front of him is the cleanest monster material he has ever seen, shining and looking like the remains of a saint.

Hela is really clean.

Just when Blaze was shocked, Hela had already picked up the plate and drank all the remaining blood of hell without leaving a gulp. Finally, she licked her fingers until there was no trace of the Pope left, and then she exhaled with regret.

"Next time I want to try the God Pig Shahrimnir and the golden life insects in the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, and preferably the goat milk of the goat Hedron."

"Are you... ordering food from me!?"

Blaze was stunned. He thought this execution was a passionate combination skill between him and Hela, how come he was the one serving the food.

And Hela's answer was...

"Next time I want to try the God Pig Sahlimnir and the golden life insects in the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, and preferably the goat milk of Hedron the goat."

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