Struggle in the world of American comics

The world of Hades and the land of Hades beyond the Bone Bridge are like two completely different worlds.

In the underworld, everything is floating in silence. The breath of death is mixed with decay, turning into gray-black mist, like waves, washing away everything in the world. Life is withered, trees are withered, and even the earth is cracked into spider webs. General riverbed appearance.

But in Hades, although there is an atmosphere of vicissitudes and silence everywhere, there is no longer that sense of corruption. The earth is barren but extremely tough, the trees are sparse but vigorous, and there are ancient and majestic buildings. There are monuments standing in the stone hall.

In any case, this is also the burial place of Asgard's gods, which is far better than the outside environment.

Thinking about it, Hela was the eldest daughter of Odin and the most orthodox crown prince of Asgard. Although she was sealed in the underworld, it was impossible for her to be tortured like a prisoner.

All the way to the main hall where Hela lived all year round, in a palace that was far more majestic and majestic than other stone palaces, stood a huge stone monument that was hundreds of meters high.

On that stone tablet, the two most prominent words are Odin.

Further down, everything Odin has experienced since his birth for thousands of years, including his merits and sins, is fully displayed throughout his life, and it has been engraved until a thousand and hundreds of years ago before it stopped abruptly.

Looking at this stone tablet, Jordani had a strange expression.

On the contrary, Hela, with her black hair disheveled, walked up to the huge stone monument with a strange smile on her face and said, "Does it feel weird?"

Jordani said nothing and said, "I'm afraid this is not your father's tombstone."

Hela smiled more and more happily and said: "This stone palace and monument should be available soon, but it is really exciting!"

After finishing speaking, Hela glanced at Jordani and walked into the huge stone platform behind the monument.

Along the way, Jordani has understood the functions of these stone temples, monuments, and stone platforms.

In a sense, this hall is the tomb of Odin after his death. The monument is the tombstone and the stone platform is the coffin.

Seeing Hela lying on her side on the stone platform, looking leisurely and contented, Jordani already complained about how many things he said in his heart.

Is this the legendary daughter who is a little cotton-padded jacket?

Big Brother Odin hasn't even died yet, but Hela has already warmed his tomb, which is so considerate.

Just when Jordani was in a daze, Hela quickly waved and said: "What are you still doing? Let's start now!"

Jordani quickly began to take off his armor, with a trace of confusion on his face, and said: "Your Highness Hela, isn't it not good here? How about we change places?"

After watching Jordani take off his armor, he continued to take off his clothes.

Hela came with a slightly weird expression and said teasingly: "Are you thinking about shit?"

A series of spikes suddenly appeared from the ground, like a cage, completely imprisoning Jordani. A dark and sharp long sword was pressed against Jordani's throat.

Jordani's movements stopped abruptly, and he carefully moved the sword in front of him, with an awkward smile on his face, and said: "Sorry! It's so friendly here, so I thought I was at home..."

With Jordani's awkward smile, Hela waved her hand, and those spiked cages quickly disappeared.

After giving Jordani a warning look, Hela quickly changed her posture, which was so enchanting that people couldn't help but think about it.

Snapped!

Jordani gave himself a hard slap, knocking him, he really wanted to eat shit.

Deliberately avoiding Hela's posture that had a strong sense of picking beans, Jordani came not far from Hela, paused, calmed down, and a gleam of soul gradually appeared on his body.

Before entering the second leap stage of life, Jordani was also able to bloom the radiance of his soul, but it was very difficult.

But now it is different. After his will has been sublimated and he has become a god, Jordani can clearly feel that his whole body seems to have an extra organ, existing in nothingness, but actually able to Stay in control with ease.

This is not an organ, but an instinct like breathing.

Breathing through the nose and mouth is to absorb oxygen, meet the supply needs of one's own blood circulation, and satisfy one's own inventory needs.

And this kind of divine breath is the breath of death that rolls around the universe, and is integrated into itself bit by bit, building its own divine laws, enriching the growth of divine power in the body, and with it, it can Grasp your own soul and refine your soul with divinity.

When this kind of refinement reaches the extreme, his soul will become more and more solid, and finally condense into a godhead. By then, Jordani will be qualified to impact towards the third leap stage of life.

Jordani didn't know if the Chinese immortals in his previous life practiced this way, but this was the way of practice passed down from generation to generation among the Asa clan.

Under Jordani's control, the soul's glow condensed like water, flowing slowly, approaching Hela.

At this time, a radiant divine gem appeared on Hela's body, and its soul glow bloomed, slowly coming into contact with Jordani's soul glow.

Only with this kind of soul contact can the power of authority in Jordani's body be able to enter Hela's soul through the soul glow, and swallow up the laws of death entrenched in Hela's body bit by bit. Power.

Jordani's power of authority is too weak, while the power of the law of death in Hela's body is too strong.

This is why Jordani needs Hela's full cooperation to help the other party understand the power of the law of death.

During this process, Hela had to let go of her soul's light bit by bit, waiting for Jordani to control the power of authority, swallowing up the power of the law of death in small parts.

When the tainted blackness in Hela's soul glow was eliminated bit by bit, the brilliance of Hela's divinity was revealed bit by bit.

It doesn't match the name of the goddess of death at all. There is nothing related to death in Hela's original divinity.

It’s about the soul, divinity, and laws, so don’t rush it.

Devouring again and again, stopping again and again, every time, Jordani needs to digest the power of the devoured law of death before he can continue.

Otherwise, if things are done too hastily and the power of law breaks out, both people may be completely eroded by death.

In the dark and silent underworld, if you stay for a long time, you will even get lost, because here, you can't tell whether time has passed or not.

Jordani didn't know how long he had been in this underworld.

After the last bit of the power of the Law of Death was swallowed up, Jordani took back the radiance of his soul for the last time, and with a strong sense of exhaustion, he spoke to Hela and said: "Your Highness Hela, congratulations. The hidden dangers have been completely eliminated.”

Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful momentum was released from Hela.

Layers of waves of divine power struck, and Jordani couldn't even resist at all. His whole body was blown away, flew dozens of meters away, smashed a stone wall, and fell into the ruins.

At the same time, under Hela's feet, the earth and rocks rolled, turning into extremely fast waves, carrying Hela, like a bolt of lightning, towards the outside of Hades.

boom!

For a moment, the entire Hades world seemed to shake.

The terrifying divine light exploded, and at the border of Hades, above the seal set by Boss Odin, there was an extremely bright light, rising into the sky.

"Odin!"

After being sealed away and living in seclusion for a thousand and hundreds of years, Hela's character was still extremely violent even without the erosion of the power of the Law of Death.

Of course, this kind of violence is just a kind of emotional catharsis, and is no longer the result of the erosion of the power of the law of death.

Jordani had just struggled out of the ruins when he saw an extremely angry figure returning to the huge stone temple.

At this time, Hela's whole body was filled with aura. He stood on the head of what looked like a huge ghost wolf. He stretched out his hand and in an instant, endless earth and wood rose into the sky and turned into a sharp-edged wolf. The sword blades and divine spears, each of them reaching into the sky and the earth, were huge and boundless, and they swarmed towards the entire temple.

Knock Nima!

At this time, Jordani couldn't care about anything else. The six-pointed star mark above his eyebrows burst out with bright holy light. The Holy Cross Sword instantly appeared in Jordani's hand. He held it upside down with both hands and thrust it into the ground.

In an instant, streaks of holy light patterns spread across the ground, forming a shield of light that could almost cover Jordani, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Boom boom boom!

As soon as this layer of holy light shield was formed, an overwhelming number of heavenly swords, divine swords, and spears fell from the sky, completely shattering the entire huge temple that was more than meters high.

It was like a small mountain that collapsed in an instant, and countless boulders fell down like rain.

A disaster that lasted for more than ten minutes.

The entire hall and stone tablets were all crushed to pieces by the extremely angry Hela.

After a long while, when there was no movement at all, Jordani suddenly exploded, shaking away countless gravel above his head. His armor flew, carrying Jordani into the sky.

Clang!

Jordani broke out of the ground, holding a holy sword, and quickly landed with a clang.

At this time, Jordani was obviously very angry. After landing, he instinctively charged with a sword and chopped the rebellious little girl Hela into pieces.

But what was unexpected was that Hela, whom Jordani originally thought was domineering, was now kneeling on the ground with her hair disheveled and tears streaming down her face, as sluggish as a rotten dead tree.