"elder brother?"
The cold voice floated in this silent castle.
Hela opened her red eyes and stood up from the throne that represented death.
Hela, Loki's only daughter, almost perfectly inherited all of Loki's excellent genes. She wore a pure black long dress on her proud body, and her temperament was elegant and noble. Her eyes were cold, revealing a bit of arrogance and contempt.
He seemed to be looking down on everything in the world.
At the same time, her eyes were so bright, like stars in the dark night.
Hela inherited the wisdom from Loki, a wisdom that even Odin, the king of gods, who drank the water from the Well of Wisdom, could not surpass.
She stood up, with a cold look on her face, walked down from the throne of death, blended into the darkness, and slowly disappeared. When she appeared again, she had arrived in front of Jörmungandr.
Because Hela is the ruler and queen of the underworld, within this range, it only takes a moment for her to go anywhere she wants.
"Stop yelling." Hela looked at Jörmungandr, her brother, who looked up and shouted. The cold face of her brother eased a little: "I'm here... What's the matter?"
Hearing Hela's voice, Jörmungandr stopped calling, looked down, and stared at his sister, who had arrived at some point in time. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly shrank his body.
"Long time no see, sister!" Jörmungandr said excitedly, shaking his body.
"Yes." Hela nodded gently. "What's the matter?...The erosion of the water of the Styx is not pleasant. You wouldn't come here for no reason."
"Yes, something happened!" Jörmungandr said happily, "Sister, do you know? I met my brother some time ago!"
"...Brother?" Hela was stunned for a moment and raised her eyebrows slightly: "No, how could you have seen him...what's going on?"
Hela, who was a little surprised, subconsciously used her power as the goddess of death while speaking, causing Jörmungandr's body to stiffen slightly.
But he was Jörmungandr after all, the legendary giant python. He twisted his body twice in an attempt to rid himself of the spirit of words.
He didn't care about Hela's pressure on him, because he knew very well that Hela did it unintentionally, and he was even a little excited.
Because this sister has inherited almost all of her father's advantages and is also the lord of the underworld, her emotions rarely fluctuate.
Then Jörmungandr spent some time telling how he met Fenrir, saw an intriguing little bird with many blessings on it, and heard about Kevin from him.
Then, because he remembered the smell of the bird Neil, he told Hela everything about his meeting with Kevin.
After sharing all of this with Hela, Jörmungandr's mood instantly improved a lot.
After listening to this, Hela fell into silence.
"Kevin...?" She said calmly. "I've heard of this name. It is said that the Giant King in the noisy country of Jotunheim has issued a wanted warrant for him... Could he be the tamer of the giant wolf?
It appears that he maintains a strong bond with his eldest brother, who has frequently gifted him clones.
"Eh?" Jörmungandr shook his body. "Is this true?"
"Well... you've met him; what do you think of him?" Hela asked calmly, nodding slightly.
Jörmungandr knew what his sister was asking. When he first heard Fenrir introduce Kevin, he was also very confused. The two of them were not like Fenrir, who thought this was a trap.
But there is one sentence that is enough to prove everything.
"Father yelled at me." Jörmungandr said to Hela, "He was protecting Kevin."
After saying this, a strange look flashed across Hela's cold and proud eyes.
"Go back soon." After thinking, Hela told Jörmungandr, "Even with my protection, they'll soon discover you've left the bottomless sea.
If someone finds you, it won't be so simple to escape the next time.
Jörmungandr curled his lips but did not refute anything. After achieving the goal he shared with Hela, he turned around and dived into the river, starting to return the same way.
Hela quietly watched him leave. After a moment, she turned around, raised her head slightly, and looked towards the dark sky.
The cold, clear eyes stared at the sky, but it seemed that she was not looking at it. Hela seemed to be looking at something else.
She's peering into the river of destiny!
After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes and saw bright red blood begin to flow out of them.
"I really can't see it." Hela lowered her head and muttered softly.
"But a lot of things have changed in Asgard. There are suddenly so many gods around Big Brother, as well as the mountain giant Shaki. And those guys... actually have good intentions."
Hila fell into silence and stood there for a long time, letting the cold wind around her blow on her body. Her long, pure white hair that fell to the ground swayed slowly with the cold wind.
"Kevin...?"
After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her pure jade hand, and wiped the bright red blood flowing on her face.
"It seems that we need to send someone to visit the Giant King in the noisy country."
Hela said calmly.
After saying this, she took a light step forward, and the next moment she disappeared, only to reappear in the castle.
Hela glanced at the Throne of Death beside her, then turned and walked deeper into the castle.
This time she did not use her own power, and as she gradually walked deeper into the castle, the cold underworld magic became more and more intense.
It seems as if it is converging toward something.
Then when Hela came to a room, she looked up at the center where the magic power of the underworld gathered. She saw that in the terrifying magic power, there was a pitch-black magic sword!
Hela looked at the magic sword that was taking shape day by day with a cold face and finally revealed a faint smile. However, that smile did not make people feel comfortable.
Stepping forward, she gently stroked the sword, nurtured by the power of death, with her pure jade hands. After a long moment, she whispered, "It's almost time... It's almost time."
After saying that, she turned and left, with a cold smile on her face, as if announcing something, and said: "It seems that I should go and prepare now. After all, the distinguished guest will be here soon."
After saying that, she walked out of the room and tilted her head to look at the cold, silent, and dark world outside...
"Bader, will your arrival bring light to this world?"
Hela said coldly.
The magic sword that is still in the making has a very famous name in the future; its name is Mistin.
It is a very terrifying magic sword. In the future, its reputation will be no less than the Eternal Spear in Odin's hand and Thor's Hammer in Thor's hand.
Because it is a... god-killing sword!
Of course, if it's just about killing gods, it's actually nothing. After all, the magic spear in Scathach's hand can kill gods.
But the Lord God is the one this sword kills!
There are only twelve main gods!
It even indirectly brought the twilight of doom to the gods of Asgard!
Because the god it killed is the most immortal among all the main gods.
Her death represents the end of the glory of the gods...
That's right, the god it killed was none other than Balder, the god of light who was forever loved by all things!
At this moment, because several days have passed, Kevin, who is sitting in a chariot pulled by two goats with Thor and Loki, has arrived at the border of Midgard.
Ahead of them is the kingdom of giants—Jotunheim.
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