Chapter 382: So Anyway, Let’s Have a Cup of Tea

Chapter 382: So Anyway, Let's Have a Cup of Tea

In the Palace of éljúenir.

In charge of the entire Helheim Underworld, the noble goddess of death was angry!

The black death aura surged like a tide, and with a terrifying pressure that was almost tangible, enveloped the entire palace and the Domain of the Dead. Countless creatures of dead soul knelt and begged for mercy under this pressure.

The throne made of evil souls had been shattered by the furious Hela at this moment!

In the huge and dark palace, the breath of the dead overflowed from the original silence, and suddenly turned into a violent and turbulent flood, as if to indicate that the goddess of death, at this moment, was like this flood. Violent.

"Very good, you forced me to do this!"

The Goddess of Death, Hela, had a sinister look in her eyes. The pressure around hollow shattered inch by inch.

The other party repeatedly provoked her, even openly plundering her authority. If she did not counterattack, she was afraid that even the position of Lord of Hell would not be stable!

The position of the Goddess of Death was the foundation of her standing!

If it was taken away by that mysterious outsider, not to mention taking revenge on Asgard in the future, even she would become their slave!

Since ancient times, the battles between dimensions were far crueler than what they were seeing now!

It was said that when hell was first broken, countless terrifying demons had fought against each other for tens of thousands of years before forming a stable situation and the well-known demon king.

Although Hela did not want to admit it, she knew it very well in her heart.

When she was still weak a few years ago, if not for the protection of God Odin, how could the Helheim Underworld be safe in the face of the greedy Infernal King, especially the covetous eyes of Mephisto?

Therefore, when it came to Dimension Battles, one could only win and not lose!

"Damn bastard, I will let you do as you like!"

Hela's eyes narrowed slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "When I take back the Necrosword and Death Cloak, I will pull out your soul for me to ravage!"

The Necrosword and Death Cloak were the sources of power for the Death Goddess.

However, these two things were usually placed in the core of Helheim's Underworld and used the power of the entire hell to temper themselves. Now that they had decided to start a war, they had to retrieve these two weapons.

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Five days passed in a row, and nothing happened.

At the same time, Lod was secretly delighted, thinking that if Hela knew about this, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood again!

It was clearly her hell, but someone or something was secretly helping the enemy. This matter made everyone angry!

However, this matter really could not be blamed on anyone else.

Who asked Hela to not do proper business and not hesitate to damage the entire origin of hell, forcibly using the power of hell to gather in the castle.

If this continued, hell would be completely destroyed. No wonder the will of hell would secretly help Lod defeat Hela.

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In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

On the stone bed in the cave, Lod, who had been sitting cross-legged for several days, finally opened his eyes. An invisible pressure spread out like mercury.

Weng!

He saw that the space around him made a crisp sound like a bronze mirror, and then cracked a gap, like a spider web!

Noticing Spiritual Power's abnormality, Soi Fon rushed back to the cave, she looked up and hit the pair of deep blue eyes. She suddenly felt that her soul seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back!

Thump thump thump...

Soi Fon stepped several footprints in the snow, and the she retreated out of the cave and was blown by the cold wind. Only then did she react as if she woke up from a dream, and her face had become pale.

It was just a look...

But it made her feel like she was in the sea, like a boat rolling in the waves, and she was in danger of capsizing at any time.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya, seeing Soi Fon pale, stepped forward and asked, "Soi Fon, what's wrong with you?"

Soi Fon took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart. She said, "Lord Soul King... has recovered!"

"Really?"

Tōshirō Hitsugaya was slightly shocked and turned to look at the cave.

In the depths of the dark cave, a figure slowly walked out. His Spiritual Power was like an unfathomable abyss. He just stood there menacingly, as if he swallowed all the light. His blue and deep eyes were as bright as stars, so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look straight at!

"The enemy is coming soon..."

Lod had a calm and indifferent smile on his face. Then he said astonishingly, "Brunhilde, go brew a cup of tea for me."

Brunhilde: "???"