"Brunhilde!"

Lorde's complexion changed slightly, and he walked directly to the dying woman. When he reached out to touch the hideous wound, he found that there was a familiar feeling mixed in it!

It's the power of hell!

In the flesh and blood that was rolled up after being split by a sharp weapon, there was a wisp of black energy remaining, which was filled with a dark, deadly and icy aura, very similar to Helheim's hellish aura.

And the remaining black energy, like maggots attached to bones, is still corroding, Brynhild's already weak soul.

If this energy is not expelled in time, within five minutes, Brunhilde's soul will be corroded and dissolved, and then become a wandering soul without self-awareness.

The power of hell, Helheim, Brunhilde, Valkyrie...

Combining the above clues, the answer is about to come out. The person who injured Brunhilde is the goddess who rules this kingdom of the dead, the first son of the great god Odin - Hela!

"It's Hela, did you hurt you?" Lord frowned and asked softly.

"I know... how can it be?"

Brunnhilde raised his heavy eyelids with great effort, and there was a sense of relief in those eyes that were about to loosen: "I...going to accompany them."

"Hilude, Shicodi, Yallweite, Helwell, Gerorul, Sigron... They are all waiting for me."

In the battle that lasted for ten thousand years, all the Valkyries had died, and only she was left alone, surviving in this kingdom of the dead.

now......

She is finally going home.

Brunhilde slowly closed his eyes, with a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen those dead sisters waiting for her return in the Hall of Valor.

"It's not so easy to want to die, I still owe you a life, and the agreement between us has not been completed!" However, Lord did not intend to make her wish, and the Valkyrie, who was about to get it, said nothing. Might let her die!

In fact, it is not difficult to save Brynhild.

The best and most convenient way is to use a high-level return path treatment, which can not only expel the hell power remaining in the body, but also quickly restore her injury and strength while protecting Brenhill's life.

But it is a pity that he can't even answer the Dao, let alone improve the level of the Dao!

It's a little embarrassing...

Hui Dao belongs to a kind of ghost Dao. Although the two are similar in nature, they are actually very different.

And the only healing method similar to Huidao at hand is 'all-out'. But the problem is that the Reiatsu has not yet recovered, so it is impossible to use 卍卍, and the 'meat shizuku' in the initial state alone is not enough to heal Brynhild's injury.

Lord only hesitated for half a second and decided to use another method, soul sharing and contact healing!

Giving one's soul fragments to others is essentially a great weakening of the Death God's power system!

So since Matt and Jessica, no other Quincy has been created by Lord,

It is also for this reason.

But Brunhilde, he had to be saved!

The kindness of a meal will be repaid, and the revenge of the Jieju will be avenged. This is his life principle.

Since Brynhild saved his life, he must repay this kindness!

The soul shape of each person has long been fixed, and its total amount will not increase or decrease over time, but Lord is an exception, his soul container will grow with strength.

lol~

The complete soul was instantly torn out of fragments of fingernails.

Although it is only a small part, the severe pain caused by tearing the soul, even Lord can't help clenching his teeth, and fine beads of sweat ooze out on his forehead.

Lord took a few breaths, slowly raised his hand, and touched the wound in Brunhilde.

A soul fragment the size of a fingernail, exuding a crystal clear divine light, slowly merged into Brenhill, and then turned into the purest soul power, repairing this at a speed visible to the naked eye. A dying body.

The power of the black hell meets the power of the blue soul, and it evaporates in an instant like the melting of ice and snow in spring, turning into wisps of black smoke to evaporate.

Soon, Brynhild was back to normal.

The shattered battle armor on his chest barely covered the exposed spring light, and his fair skin was as smooth as new, and he couldn't tell that he had been injured at all, even more supple than a baby's skin.

"Well......"

Brynhilde let out an unconscious snort, the beautiful face showed a lovely pale color, the breathing gradually became steady, and the chest also fluctuated.

Lord passed through his hands and picked her up, carefully placed her on the stone bed covered with animal skins, and then turned around to deal with the elk, but found that Brynhilde, who was in a coma, grabbed him tightly. wrist.

"Don't go...don't leave me alone..."

Brunhilde's voice was mixed with a hint of weakness, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, as if he had recalled in a dream, the painful memory buried deep in his heart.

hard to imagine......

Under Odin's command to fight in the Nine Realms, the mighty Valkyrie Legion actually showed the attitude of such a small woman.

Lorde sighed involuntarily, and did not choose not to break free, but sat quietly beside the bed, stroked Brynhild's frown, and said softly, "Don't worry, we will not leave you. , never will."

"We... made an appointment..."

Brunhilde's frowning brows stretched out like the sun is breaking out, and the seductive red lips drew a serene smile.

"Well, we've made an appointment."

Lord replied softly: "Go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."

tonight.

One does not sleep, one falls asleep.

After thousands of years, Brunhilde finally got a good night's sleep, as peaceful as home.

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A huge stone gate with a height of 100 meters stands at the end of the river.

The Gate of Hel is the gate to the underworld of Helm. The blood-red giant dog Garm lies under the door, guarding and screening the souls that can enter the underworld. Anyone who dares to break into the underworld will be torn apart by it and devoured!

Behind the gate of the underworld, there is an even more biting cold blizzard, as well as an incomparably deep darkness.

There, is the real Heim Underworld!

Souls who have passed the gates of the underworld and the test of Garm need to go through this darkness and cold, and then cross the river of Slid, which flows with sharp knives, and finally arrive at the palace of Eludnir, where lived The god of death who rules over the kingdom of the dead.

Eleudenil is a magnificent grey-white palace built on the back of a huge, spider-like creature.

All the souls of the deceased who can successfully reach this palace will be judged by the god of death. If there is no sin during their lifetime, they can choose a room in the palace and live a happy life without food and clothing. Sent to prison to be tortured to atone for his sins.

The top floor of the Palace of Eleuthernil.

On the grand hall filled with the aura of the dead, Hela, the goddess of death, sat on the throne made of wandering souls, her gray-black eyes slowly opened, revealing boundless terrifying pressure, as if piercing through layers of void. Blocked, cast in a distant direction.

"Who... expelled my power?"

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