"Come out with me."

Lord took Brynhild's cold hand and said gently, "Don't you want to see them again?"

"Think... every day, every day, every moment, I want to see them again..." Brunhilde lowered his head, sadness accumulated in his heart, and his voice was hoarse With a crying voice: "But...they are no longer them..."

What can I do when I see it?

The Valkyrie, who once swung her sword to the glory of the gods, has now become a deadly scythe in the hands of the god of death.

She is the only one left, and she has no face to face her past comrades in arms.

"Let's go and see, what if a miracle happens?" Lord clenched Brynhild's cold hand, as if doing so would give the girl courage, with a familiar and reassuring smile on his face.

Hearing this, Brynhild looked slightly startled, and then a hopeful light suddenly appeared in those dim pupils, and said in a trembling voice, "You... do you mean... ..."

"Let's go, don't be stunned."

Lord smiled without saying a word, and led Brynhill out of the cave.

I saw that in the white blizzard that filled the sky, a black figure flashed like a ghost, sometimes mixed with a touch of golden shimmer, and the seven people who were full of strong death energy and their bodies were corrupted gray. .

But the seven warriors are not vegetarians, although their personal strength is not strong, but relying on the skilled battle formation, they can barely deal with the black ghost, and even occasionally fight back.

Swish!

The black figure dodged out of the battle circle and appeared beside Lord in an instant.

It was only then that Brunhilde could see clearly that it was a woman with short black hair and two long braids, with a valiant temperament, wearing a golden needle-like weapon similar to a hidden sword on her arm.

"Lord Spirit King, why did you come out?" Broken Bee's face was a little unsightly, and she said ashamed: "I'm sorry for disturbing your rest, please give me another minute, and I will be able to deal with them. "

This isn't bragging about the bees.

The bodies of those Valkyries were printed with specially shaped black butterfly patterns.

And this is Broken Bee's Zanpakusa. After the initial release, it has the ability to kill with two hits. Any stabbed part will leave a bee pattern, which is a strange pattern like a butterfly spreading its wings. If the place where Wenhua is hit twice, the enemy will die without a doubt!

The only disadvantage is that the ability of the bee to kill with two hits is ineffective for objects whose spiritual pressure is far superior to itself.

But these Valkyries are obviously not in this list!

If it wasn't for Lord to stop in time, with the instant step and shot speed of Broken Bee, those Valkyries would have all died.

"This is not in a hurry." Lord waved his hand, then turned to Brynhild, and said, "Let me introduce you, her name is Broken Bee, and she is one of my subordinates."

"You... hello, my name is Brynhild."

Brunhilde saw Broken Bee for the first time, and was deeply shocked by the strength she showed.

This woman named Broken Bee,

Even if the Valkyrie was able to force seven Valkyrie with one person's strength, although there is a relationship that her strength will weaken after her death, even if the Valkyrie is in her peak state, I am afraid there is not much chance of winning against her!

"Ah hello."

Broken Bee is not very good at dealing with outsiders, so she just nodded slightly.

"Is this... the Valkyrie Legion?"

Lord turned his attention to the Valkyries over there, and couldn't help but sigh.

I saw the undead of the Valkyries, dressed in silver armor that had long been broken, holding broken blades full of gaps in their hands, surrounded by a black rich death energy, and their eyes were dull and empty. Like a puppet without mind and thought.

Through the gaps in the broken armor of the Valkyrie, you can even see the rotten body inside. The white bones are entangled with the rotten flesh and blood, as if it is exuding some kind of unpleasant smell, even Lorde can't help but wrinkle. brow.

Who can imagine...  

Once upon a time, wherever that banner went, the enemy was terrified.

The Valkyrie Legion, which has made great achievements for Asgard and is famous across the nine realms, will one day be reduced to such a situation.

It stands to reason that the Valkyrie, who should have returned to the Hall of Valor after death to enjoy eternal glory and worship, has now become their greatest enemy, a battle group in the hands of the Goddess of Death!

Their souls can never rest in peace.

It is even more impossible to obtain the so-called honor and worship, only to suffer endless grief and humiliation silently!

Brynhild couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, his eyes swept over the undead one by one, and read out their names: "Hilude, Shicodi, Yallweite, Helwell, Zero Lull, Siglun..."

The head of the Valkyrie seemed to hear her call, a glimmer of light flashed in her empty and dull eyes, and she said stiffly: "Bu... Lun... Xi... Er...de..."

"Yarvette?!" Brunhilde was stunned for a while, with a look of joy on his face: "You... Do you recognize me?"

"Kill...Brunhilde...kill!"

The Valkyrie named Yallweite slowly raised the broken blade in her hand and pointed it diagonally upwards. She made a fist with her left hand on her raised right arm, made a gesture like a salute, and then said stiffly. : "Oath...kill....we...Brunhilde..."

At this moment, Brunhilde burst into tears and could not cry.

That is the loyalty oath made by all Valkyries to the Asgardian gods in the Hall of Valor!

Now that Yallweite is doing this ceremony, it is obviously not an oath to the gods of Asgard, but to Brunhild, a comrade-in-arms who is also a member of the Valkyrie and who died together, begging to end their pain and suffering. Torment!

Although countless undead died under her hands, Brynhild hesitated when facing her former comrade-in-arms. Her heart was aching, and the long sword in her hand trembled slightly.

"Quick... Brynhild!"

Seeing that Brynhilde was still hesitating, Yallweite flashed a frantic struggle in her eyes, and said with difficulty: "I... can't last long... Soon Hela... ...will control me again...while I can control myself...kill us!"

"Brunhilde, kill us."

"Let's get out of here..."

"Please, kill us."

"We don't want to be controlled by Hela anymore, hurry up!"

"By the glory of the Valkyrie, raise the blade of your hand, and give us rest in peace, Brynhild!"

One after another, the Valkyries broke free from the control of death for a short time, and begged Brunhilde one after another, begging for their eternal liberation and no longer becoming a puppet controlled by Hela!

In a sound of urging, Brunhilde gritted his teeth, shed tears, and raised his trembling blade: "I... swear in Brunhilde's name to guard the glory of the Valkyrie, To you...death!"

da~

A well-knotted hand reached out and suddenly pressed against her blade.

Brynhild turned his head slowly, saw Lord who was smiling genially, and said softly: "Take it easy, Brynhild, leave it to me next."

"But...but..."

Brunhilde looked sad and said, "I am the only Valkyrie, and I have the responsibility to undertake this task and send them back to the eternal underworld."

"Trust me, Brynhild."

Lord pressed the raised blade and smiled lightly: "They will come back, and the Valkyrie will not disappear."

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