The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

With that said, Fenrir turned around and jumped up and down, wanting to run outside.

Hella didn't stop it either.

Just look at it lightly.

One step, two steps, three steps... Puff!

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

I saw the blood on Fenrir's body burst out all of a sudden, spilling all over the temple.

At the same time, because of the rush of blood, he felt that his brain was starting to feel dizzy, and he tilted his body and fell to the ground.

After a while, I still twitched...

As I said just now, both he and Ye Mengjiad had serious injuries.

With such a serious injury, he is still jumping around like this.

All I can say is that it's you, Fenrir!

Yermunga gloated at the twitching Fenrir lying on the ground, and after spitting out the snake letter for a while, he saw several Hela's subordinate gods approaching.

Skillfully treating Fenrir.

"Sister, aren't you going?"

Yermungandr, who withdrew his gaze, looked at Hela who sat down again, tilted his head, and asked curiously.

"He'll come by himself."

Hella said calmly.

Ye Mengjiad blinked, his eyes full of doubts.

Because this is not Hella's style at all.

So he didn't talk too much nonsense, and just stared at Hela like that.

After a while, he said, "Is it because of us?"

Hela didn't deny it, nor did she admit it.

It's just that he thought of something interesting, and a smile appeared on that exquisite face: "It's going to be lively again... this world."

"It's lively." Ye Mengjia was stunned for a while.

Afterwards, probably understanding what Hela meant, Ye Mengjiad showed a smile in his eyes, and said, "Well, indeed, it looks like it's going to be lively again... After all, that guy is back!"

Yes, it's going to be lively again.

But then again.

Isn't it not long after this battle of gods has been fought?

It wasn't lively enough before....

"Sister, tell me, to what extent will he make trouble this time?

And there is…”

Ye Mengjia hesitated for a while, and looked at Hela cautiously.

In the end, at the risk of being repressed by his sister to Styx again, he asked Hela, "Sister, aren't you going...to snatch it?!"

"When it's time to make a move, I will naturally make a move." Hela replied lightly: "Even if the opponent is them.

And this time...he has nowhere to run. "

As Hela said, a smile appeared on her face again.

Seeing this, Yemengjia also found it funny.

After all, over the years, Hela has shown only a handful of smiles.

However, today when he noticed Kevin's return, he laughed three times in this short period of time.

"Steal? Grab what?"

At this time, after being healed twice, and being carried up and put down by the servant of the gods, he looked at Hela and Yemenjiadao with a blank face.

Hela glanced at Fenrir without explaining too much.

"You, it's better to recuperate honestly." Ye Mengjia looked at Fenrir angrily, and his hovering body swayed slightly.

"The days to come... will be fun!"

Fenrir tilted his head, looking at the excited Jormungandr with a dazed expression.

Don't say it, it's a little cute.

And if the body is getting smaller, it should be even cuter.

Hela looked at the two elder brothers for a while, then looked away, looking outside the temple.

With both eyes, through the protection on Nier's body, he saw that person.

The silver-haired and silver-eyed Kevin was looking around curiously and slightly excitedly, checking where he was.