Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

This is a bitingly cold world.

There is no ice and snow, but it is colder than any other world covered with ice and snow. It is as lonely as the void of the universe.

Walking forward in this land of nothingness, I secretly slandered a certain God-King.

Worrying about fate and not clinging to the past and future are all just excuses to make excuses for the final request.

Odin asked to go forward to Niflheim, the place where the souls of Asgard rested, to meet the woman who was prophesied to bring Ragnarok to Asgard, the eldest princess of the God King, Hai

pull.

"Shouldn't this matter be left to Thor? According to common sense, he is the destined person to finally face Ragnarok." Qiang Xiang questioned.

"He still needs experience, and Niflheim is not a place where ordinary people can come and go freely. It is the underworld of Asgard and is also a part of hell; I remember that Karma Taj has quite a lot of experience in dealing with hell.

." Odin replied matter-of-factly.

"So, this is the reason why His Majesty the God King and Kamal Taj formed an alliance?"

Odin pretended not to hear Xiang Xiang's complaints, and opened the passage to Niflheim directly, urging him to go forward: "I once sealed Niflheim, but the seal is getting looser as I age.

.Hela must have noticed it too; I want you to meet her and find out what she thinks. She may be one of the most important enemies of you and Thor in the future."

"What kind of feelings do you hope to get?"

"The best outcome is of course that she can change her mind."

"How long did you seal her away?"

"About two thousand years."

"How long ago was the last time you asked her about her feelings?"

"About...two thousand years."

"Lock up your daughter and not see or talk to her for two thousand years - is she really your biological child?"

"She is the most like me of all the children, especially when I was young."

"Okay!" Qiang Qian sneered, "If someone seals me in hell for two thousand years, whether it's my biological father or not, I will definitely do everything possible to kill him; no one can make me change my mind."

After entering Niflheim, Xiang Qian realized that his assumptions about Hela were still too optimistic. Being locked up in such a hellish place for two thousand years, the deep hatred cannot be resolved by killing one or two people.

He immediately hid himself in the subspace, isolating himself from the bone-chilling coldness of the outside world.

There are no hellish creatures, no devils, and even the topography is a monotonous and desolate wilderness, with no ups and downs even visible.

I have been to more than one hell territory, including what I saw from the records of Kama Taj, and no hell is as complete and silent as Niflheim.

Coldness is the only theme here.

If the environment of the hell territory completely depends on the lord's wishes, then the coldness of Niflheim may be the complete embodiment of lord Hela's state of mind.

There is no warmth in the heart of this goddess of death.

Stopping forward and looking around; this dead world is not empty. Countless souls wander aimlessly in the wilderness, but this "aimlessness" seems to be orderly; every soul has

A fixed scope of activity that is never exceeded.

Judging from the performance of the dead souls, the cold-hearted female lord has performed her duties very well; compared to those hell territories where devils are allowed to devour the souls of the dead, Niflheim even appears to be more orderly.

A tall and slender figure appeared in front of Master Kama Taj at some unknown time.

"Who are you?" It was obviously an empty plain wilderness, but the other party was able to hide his figure in the darkness, as if the light was deliberately avoided.

While Xiang Xiang spoke, he withdrew his private gaze at the right time; "I am the mage from Kama Taj, Ms. Hela; should I call you the lord of Niflheim, or Asgar?"

Where is the princess of Germany?"

Hela's figure swayed slightly, and there was no change in the light. Her figure was completely revealed from the dark side.

This is a woman full of evil temperament; she is wearing a dark green close-fitting robe with bright green lines on it; she has shoulder-length hair that is loose and her eyes are covered by a circle of blue-black that resembles smoky makeup, making her

People can't distinguish the outline of her eye sockets.

"You are not an Asgardian, let alone a revenant; you should not have appeared here." When Hela spoke, she always had a faint smile on her face; confidence could be seen from her smile,

Publicity can also be seen as contempt and coldness.

Spreading his hands forward: "It's obvious, isn't it? I didn't come willingly."

"Odin asked you to come?" When he called the God King directly by his name, there was a strange expression on Hela's face.

Qianqian smiled: "This is also obvious; besides Odin, who else can open the seal of Niflheim? At least I can't do it."

"What did he ask you to do?"

"Let me meet and chat with you; as future opponents, we can understand each other."

"Odin is going to die?" Hela's tone showed no emotion at all.

Qianqian looked embarrassed: "It's hard for me to say; you should have more say on this issue. You know better than me how long the seal of Niflheim can last."

"So, are you here to convey his last words?"

He meditated forward: "If you say so, His Majesty the God King really seems to have some meaning. He asked me to ask you if you have changed your mind? Of course, in my personal opinion, the answer to this question is actually very obvious.

, I can answer for you - never!"

"You know me very well." There was a hint of provocation in Hela's lazy words, but all she could hear was murderous intent.

The playboy didn't realize it, but still looked complacent: "I ask myself that I have quite a lot of research on women's psychology; by the way, how should I say the word "never" in Asgardian language to be more powerful?

Does it better reflect determination?”

"Pale words can never express true determination." Hela said like a chant.

Out of sight, a sharp sword light flashed out of thin air, piercing the back of the heart.

The sword light pierced Master Kama Taj's body, making a soft "pop" sound, like piercing a water bubble; the sharp light and the Master's figure dissipated at the same time.

Hela couldn't help but say "Hey", with a look of amazement on her face - amazement but not surprise.

After a while, the forward figure slowly reappeared in front of Hela's eyes, like the ripples gradually calming down on the water's surface, reflecting the figure again.

"Is this how Ms. Hela expresses her determination?" Qiang Qian spread his hands helplessly, "For now, I am just a messenger, and I cannot bear the determination of a hell lord."

Unfortunately, Hela didn't listen to Qiang Xiang's words at all; she seemed to have the same bad habit of turning a deaf ear to other people's words like her brother she had never met before.

Countless sword lights appeared in front, back, left, right and above the head, densely packed, blocking all the surrounding space.

The subspace trembled slightly, and magic runes appeared in the air, flickering. This was a sign that the space magic structure was on the verge of collapse.

He shook his head forward and sighed: "Fighting a hell lord on the other side's territory is the worst choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the subspace shattered, and the forward figure appeared in the world of Niflheim; thousands of sword lights were overwhelming, heading towards the forward thrust.

Among the thousands of green and black sword lights, there is a little golden light beating; first it is tiny, and then suddenly it shines brightly.

The magic shook in all directions, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye swept through every inch of the surrounding space in an irresistible manner.

The sword light is endless, and the vibration of magic power is endless.

There were clusters of blue-black sword lights, shattering layer by layer.