The Death Knell

Accompanied by the exciting music and the words 'Crunt Success' appeared, Hela put down the controller with satisfaction.

It happened that Daisy had also returned from shopping and walked in with two large paper bags of wine.

According to American regulations, alcoholic beverages must be sold in opaque packaging. You can drink on the street, but the bottle must be placed in a brown paper bag. Otherwise, it is illegal to let others see it, which is a bit deceptive.

It was a little troublesome to get rid of the ten kilograms of gold. Fortunately, she was a superhero and had gotten to know a few people during these days. She went to the black weapons store that the Punisher often visited and exchanged it for US dollars.

Hela didn't know what kind of wine there was on Earth. There were wines exported from Earth to Vanaheim, but they were all products of the Skywalker label, that is, brewed by Deathstroke's men.

It's not that it doesn't taste good, at least it has more varieties than Asgard's mead, but she came to Earth for a vacation just to be fresh.

If you want to try something you have never tried before, start with drinking.

Daisy used to be a pauper, and she didn't know how to spend the money given to her. She didn't know how to choose good wine at all. She just went to the supermarket with cash and picked out various bargains on the shelves.

The quantity is enough, but I don’t know how it tastes.

"Where's the roasted pig?" Hela took out the wine from the bag and asked about the food and drinks.

The female Thor's eyes turned into the shape of dead fish. Is it impossible for her to buy a bar after transforming? These things alone are a bit too much to move.

"It's a bit late. You have to make a reservation at a restaurant to make roasted pigs. Let's eat fried chicken tonight."

"Trouble, can't they use magic flames?" Hela sighed, but took a portion of Wilson's Fried Chicken and Rice Krispies, and returned to the TV with a few bottles of wine: "Come over and eat together. On Earth, you I just treat it as an ordinary person, I know this is the territory of Deathstroke, and it is no longer called Midgard."

Daisy, who was a little tired, took a bottle of beer and actually sat next to the God King. She looked at the Green Goblin's body in the kitchen not far away and covered her head.

"Magic is not that common on earth. By the way, what about the corpse? Can you really drink it with that dead head staring at it? I feel hairy on my back."

Hela saved the game, skillfully cut out a movie to play, and started enjoying her meal. She shook her head indifferently:

"The only way to enjoy drinking is to drink next to dead enemies. I thought Deathstroke would teach you this. Not only does he like to smoke and drink next to corpses, he also likes to tell cold jokes to corpses."

"It's true." Daisy rolled her eyes and said in a helpless tone: "Last time we went to Shi'a to kill some people, and he suddenly told the story about chicken on the battlefield."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Hela took a sip of the wine and frowned slightly dissatisfied. Fortunately, the alcohol content was high enough, and she could barely drink it.

So the two women sat in front of the TV and started chatting about things that had nothing to do with the current incident, and the death knell became their common topic.

The more they chatted, the happier they became, and after ten minutes they became like good sisters.

After eating and drinking, Hela did not lose her temper. She first used her divine power to make the Green Goblin's body sit up, put his head on it, and then used a spell to ask him some questions. Then she threw the body into the void through the portal, letting him Free fall, leaving only the high-tech skateboard as a souvenir.

"He said his name is Norman Osborn, and he is an Earthling. It's really strange to look like this. Have you heard of this name?" The goddess looked away and looked at the Skrulls in the corner of the room.

Not far away from the guy, Cosmo was holding a piece of chicken and chewing on it.

Daisy took a deep breath and stood up from the floor a little unsteadily: "Few people in New York don't know him. He is the boss of the Osborne Group. Although the scale of the company is not as large as Stark Industries, it is Biotechnology has been very popular these years...How could he be the Green Goblin? This is unreasonable. He has money and status, why would he have such a plastic surgery and do bad things?"

The movie program on the TV is still playing. A character in the story has a relapse of a genetic disease and is about to die of the disease, so he finally decides... to put on a sailor suit and become a magical girl?

The plot explains that because the sailor suit has the power of cuteness, it can hide it from the sight of death. The protagonist only needs to disguise himself as another person, and he will naturally not die.

Who knows what kind of movie this is, but the goddess of the underworld was so happy watching it before, maybe it was a collection of jokes?

"The reason why he destroyed human society is not important. After all, the person is dead, and everything in his life has nothing to do with him." The goddess pointed at the middle-aged bald man in the corner, who looked like a stockbroker or something like that: "This May I also ask? Aren't you investigating the matter of the Skrulls? If you go buy me a drink tonight, then I will help you a little bit."

Finally getting to the point, Daisy breathed a sigh of relief: "Please do this. If I can solve the case before the death knell and prove my growth, that would be even better."

This time, Hela didn't even have to use weapons. Hela just took out this guy's heart with her bare hands and threw it to Cosmo who was standing aside.

However, this dog was not her Fenrir. Cosmo was a good dog that didn’t eat people. He used his paws to pick out his heart and flew it into the trash can in disgust. He whined and turned away, running to the small school. Went to play with Caroline's pony in the yard.

The strange thing is that this killed guy didn't even shed a drop of blood. Black smoke surrounded the wound on his chest, and the power of magic was surging, transforming his body.

In just a few breaths, Hela turned him into a walking corpse, serving as his servant during his vacation.

Lifting up her black nightgown, she sat back in front of the game console in a dignified manner, and her black lips opened slightly: "Tell me, how many people have you sneaked in? Who is the leader? How did you cross the space? ?”

The resurrected zombie will only have the thought of being loyal to Hela, and everything in his life is no longer a secret. The pale man immediately answered the god's question in a cold tone.

"We have a total of 300,000 people who have infiltrated the earth, distributed in most countries except Asian countries..."

"Wait, why isn't there in Asia?" Daisy interrupted. She knew it was useless to ask the dead body, so she looked at Hela.

The god of Hades nodded his beautiful little chin, and the dark green light around him flashed, and said: "From now on, the words of the female thunder god are my words. Answer now."

"Because according to our analysis, there are three major types of human beings on the earth. Among them, white people and black people live in countries that often have no basic education or pursue anti-intellectual policies. As a result, these people have simple minds and well-developed limbs, making it easier for us to disguise and imitate."

The controlled Skrulls were very honest and expressed their thoughts exactly.

Daisy sighed, looked at the goddess and muttered: "Should we destroy his humanity?"