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Hela has lived for so many years and has seen shameless ones, but she has never seen such shameless ones.

White Teeth just wanted to row himself and Asgard into his bowl.

What's more, the goddess of death felt angry and disgusted that this man dared to touch her noble body.

Then, she immediately called out the weapon "Night Sky Sword" and stabbed behind her.

There was a crisp sound, sparks flew, and a blue-purple scythe blocked Hela's attack.

"Oh, you're so grumpy ma'am."

"Is there anything you can't say well, and you have to make it so ugly?"

Lu Wu took a few steps back to distance himself from Hela.

Turning to the Valkyrie and Loki, he said, "Do what you should do."

The two nodded hastily, and left the temples as if fleeing, not knowing whether they were afraid of Hela or the murderous emperor.

Hela, who didn't even look at them, jumped up like a leopard, and forcibly pulled the distance between her and Lu Wu.

"I have nothing to say to you!"

"There's only one thing I want to do right now, and that's to chop off those two damn claws of yours!"

Facing the threat from the Goddess of Death, there was no trace of panic on Lu Wu's face. He raised his scythe and swung away the falling Sword of Night Sky, and said indifferently: "At worst, I will let you touch two."

"We're evenly matched."

Raast came out to join in the fun at this time: "Kayn, you are so shameless, I can't help but beat you with this lady."

"Presumptuous, Raast." Lu Wu stretched out his hand and flicked the sharp edge of the sickle: "Play your role, don't just complain."

Raast, who was buzzing all over his body, had no choice but to say: "Obey, my lord...obey..."

The conversation between the sickle and the man was heard clearly by Hela, she smiled disdainfully and said, "I admit that I thought highly of you just now."

"It turns out that you, like my stupid brother, are an idiot who can talk to his own weapon!"

Lu Wu tilted his head to avoid the black spikes shot from Hela's hand, and exaggeratedly shouted: "Raast, she called you an idiot."

The dark man was angry: "Don't involve me, idiot!"

Lu Wu closed his mouth helplessly, focused on fighting, grabbed the end of the sickle for a round, and forced Hela, who was getting closer, to retreat.

"Just rejected me a few minutes ago, but now I can't shake it off like a brown candy."

"Tch, fickle woman."

"Did you become the emperor with that mouth?" Hela gathered dozens of spiked spears and stabbed at Lu Wu.

At the same time, she herself raised her sword and flew forward, closely following behind the spear, and mocked at the same time:

"I suddenly changed my mind."

"If you beg me for mercy honestly, I will agree to marry you."

"But the conditions must be reversed. Merge your shitty empire into Asgard, and you must become my servant!"

At this time, Hela's antler-shaped thorn helmet was getting bigger and bigger and more ferocious.

The originally dark green battle armor on his body has completely turned black due to the accumulation of energy.

On the land of Asgard, she becomes stronger all the time.

Lu Wu tried his best to avoid the spear, which was now the thickness of his wrist, and said very seriously: "I am the emperor, and I can only be the emperor!"

"I am the chosen one, and the only one!"

Hela, who was following the spear, held the Night Sky Sword and slashed down fiercely. The whistling sound of piercing the air made people's eardrums hurt.

"When will your strength be as strong as your mouth?"

Raast came out to join in the fun again: "This woman is too fierce, you can't hold her down, or let's give up."

After hearing this, Hela laughed heartily: "Your weapons are much more intelligent than yourself."

"Scythe, are you interested in switching to my command? I can build a palace just for you."

Unexpectedly, Raast replied angrily: "First, I have a name, not a sickle!"

"Second, I don't like living in palaces!"

Lu Wu raised the scythe to hold Hela's long sword, and reminded him kindly: "His name is Raast, don't forget it."

Then a dodge came to the side, and slashed Hela's lower abdomen severely.

But with the passage of time, Hela's strength became stronger and stronger, and her defense power also rose in a straight line. The sickle blade, which was always invincible, only cut a white mark on her abdomen.

Although she wasn't injured, her strength was real. Hela, who was frowning in pain, said coldly, "As long as I'm in Asgard, I'm invincible!"

"Should die, I will help you end your deformed relationship with that broken sickle!"

As soon as the words fell, she appeared in front of Lu Wu in an instant, and punched him on the chin with all her strength.

Lu Wu was directly thrown into the air, hit the mural on the top of the temple, and fell to the ground again.

After a while, Lu Wu stood up with difficulty and spit out the dust from his mouth: "The last person who said he was invincible is not going well now."

"I suggest you reformulate the language, ma'am."

Hela just sneered, and rushed over again.

The more this situation happened, the more Raast looked like he had nothing to do with himself: "You seem to be underestimated."

"Well, do you want to try that trick?"

"It's very cool. Killing this stupid woman is like slaughtering chickens and dogs."

"As far as I know, you haven't accumulated enough energy yet, but mine is incomparably abundant!"

"Anyway, you're going to transform sooner or later, why don't you try mine, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

Rhaast's rough and hoarse voice is like the devil of hell, luring people into the abyss of eternal doom.

"Shut up, don't think I don't know, you're just greedy for my body!"

Lu Wu saw through his clumsy tricks at a glance, but Hela was aggressive, as if there was no other way.

In a normal state, there is still a big gap between him and the goddess of death who stepped on Asgard.

While hesitating, Hela came quietly behind Lu Wu: "It's your honor to die in my hands, incompetent emperor!"

After all, the sword of the night sky, braving the cold air, got into the back of Lu Wu's heart.

His back was pressed against Hela's chest, and those who didn't know thought how close the two were.

But even though he was seriously injured, Lu Wu had no intention of giving in: "You haven't won yet, Your Majesty the Goddess."

"I leave it to you, Raast, but don't let me down!"

A hoarse voice sounded immediately: "I will never let you down, go to sleep at ease."

"When I wake up...it's over."

As the dark man's voice fell, Lu Wu's expression suddenly became extremely painful, and terrifying arcs appeared on his body, like a short-circuited robot.

At the same time, the golden sphere on the scythe erupted with a strong suction force, sucking him into it.

In the end, the golden ball that "eat" Lu Wu successfully accumulated enough energy and became bigger and bigger. Then, with a bang, it exploded into countless pieces together with the scythe.

The shock wave generated by the explosion directly turned the magnificent temples into ruins.

Even the mighty Goddess of Death was not spared, and was thrown away for a long distance like a kite with a broken string.

"It's quite heroic to die."

With several broken bones, Hela clutched her chest, crawled out of the ruins, and staggered towards the outside of the temple of the gods.

The enemy himself blows up all the dregs left, so there is no need to make up the knife.

What makes her headache now is how to deal with the huge fleet over Asgard.

However, Hela, who thought of something, soon smiled.

"Your empire is mine now!"

However, just when she thought it was over, the debris all over the floor gathered again.

A terrifying red figure slowly emerged.

On his head, there are two huge dark red horns that are curved like butcher knives, and the golden carapace covers the surface layer by layer.

He has no facial features, and his head is as smooth as a mirror, wrapped in a layer of hideous horniness.

His body is slender and strong, full of a strange sense of beauty, as if he was born for fighting.

Through the red light on his chest, it can be clearly seen that there is a star in his body, and the surging and majestic power flows through the limbs and bones through the slow rotation of the star.

The scythe with a red halo in his hand was shattered, but there was a mysterious force that miraculously put them together again. Although the cracks still existed, the scythe was still intact.

The sphere on the sickle also turned dark red, beating like a heart.

After the appearance of this red creature, Hela, who was about to walk out of the temples, stopped involuntarily, and the premonition of danger in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She clenched the Night Sky Sword tightly in her hand, and turned to stare at the newborn terrifying creature.

Beads of sweat flowed from his forehead to his cheeks.

For some reason, the Goddess of Death, who was used to strong winds and waves and was sealed by Odin for tens of thousands of years, was a little nervous at this moment.

After a long stalemate, the creature finally moved, and he began to announce his existence to the entire universe.

"I am the corrupt person locked by the death star, witnessing the rolling of the giant wheel, the pinnacle of unclean creation!"

"I! Yes! Raast!"

The deafening roar spread to every corner of the universe in an instant, directly hitting the trembling deep in the soul, and made everyone remember a name.

Raast!

Hela was no exception. She was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the current, and kept repeating this terrible name: "Raast? Raast!"

The nascent darkin noticed the terrified lady, turned and walked toward her.

Every time he took a step, Hela's body would shake involuntarily. At this moment, she hated her timidity and felt extremely humiliated at the same time.

Now under her feet is Asgard, which belongs to her country.

It shouldn't be her who is timid, but someone else.

So, Hela mustered up her courage, mobilized her majestic mana, raised thick dark green thorns from the ground, and stabbed straight at the enemy.

"In my name, I grant you death!"

But as soon as countless thorns approached the dark red creature, they were crushed to powder by some force.

What made Hela even more terrified was that the creature slowly raised the sickle in its hand.

In the next second, she found herself kneeling at his feet.

A violent and ferocious voice exploded above her head, like a god who created the world.

"As the first creature to witness my birth, I will give you a chance to live."

"Surrender...or die."

The broken sickle blade just rested on Hela's shoulder, causing endless pressure on her.

Under this heavy pressure, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

The Darkborn seemed to be getting impatient waiting, and raised his scythe again: "You have wasted my kindness."

As a dazzling arc flashed, Hela's body was separated, the headless body was tilted aside, and the blood-stained head rolled far away.

"Do not----!"

Hela was terrified when she came back to her senses, and quickly touched her head, only to find that it was still intact on her neck.

Was that scene just an illusion?

Thinking of this, Hela immediately collapsed on the ground as if deflated, staring at the ground in a daze.

But immediately, a huge shadow enveloped her.

Hela raised her head subconsciously, but only saw a broken sickle occupying her entire field of vision.

No, shouldn't he first ask me if I am willing to surrender, why did I just do it?

Full of doubts, Hela's thinking stagnated.

When she woke up again, she saw a familiar scene again, a god holding a scythe standing in front of her.

"As the first living thing to witness my birth, I will give you..."

The noble goddess of death in the past now has disheveled hair, like a lunatic, covering her head and shouting in collapse: "Stop talking, I am willing to surrender!"

The creature paused, and the dry voice was like two rusty gears colliding together.

"very good."

"You didn't...waste my kindness."

Feeling the pressure on her shoulders disappear, Hela was completely relieved. She really wanted to look up at the creature's face, but she still couldn't muster up the courage.

"Get up, woman."

"From now on, you will, as my family member, spread my glory to the whole universe."

"Shadows, hopes, fears, I'll eat them all."

"And you, will witness the arrival of the death star, witness Raast!"

Hela obeyed God's order, got up obediently, and followed the Darkborn like a qualified maid, walking out of the temples with him.

At this time, Asgard had been completely controlled by the imperial fleet, and the underworld soldiers under Hella were strangled by many warships, leaving only a few people still struggling.

Even her mount, the giant wolf Fenrir, was crushed and beaten violently by a big green man.

But when Raast and Hela appeared, everyone stopped and turned to look at them.

Yingliu, who was hiding in the shadows, also appeared, staring at the Darkin with hatred.

Raast grabbed a shadow stream who appeared, and lifted him into the air: "Go, call all those damned subordinates of Kayn, I have something to say."

After finishing speaking, throw away that Yingliu like throwing out trash.

The shadow stream turned into mist and disappeared the moment it landed, and then the rest of the shadow stream also left together.

"Hmph, a group of rats who hide their heads and show their tails!"

Raast flicked his wrist, carried the broken scythe on his shoulder, and muttered to himself:

"Sorry, Kayn."

"Looks like I won in the end."

"As long as you ensure that the power of the Darkborn will always have the upper hand, you will never have a chance to come back!"