The Death Knell

Chapter 2542 Hela’s cunning

In the sky above the square outside the main hall, Hela was beating eight Heavenly Hammer messengers against each other alone. Although the current situation was still evenly matched, none of the eight against one was an opponent, which fully demonstrated the difference in strength.

If, like Earth 616, the Skyhammer messengers choose to be possessed and controlled by Earth's superheroes or villains, their strength may be even higher.

But unfortunately, there are no ifs. 40K Earth is guarded tightly by Kama Taj, and it is almost impossible to break through the defensive barrier from a mystical perspective.

Therefore, except for the original sin who was brainwashed into Skadi and is still a well-known character, the other seven Sky Hammers are all passers-by. Their combat effectiveness all relies on the various powers brought by the hammer. It can be said that they are veritable hammers. god.

Hela is skilled in martial arts, can use magic, and has a very good mind. Just the black stone spikes under her feet that twist like poisonous snakes and burst out from unknown places from time to time can cause a lot of trouble for her opponents. .

Her weakness is her cloak, but when her opponents don't know this, she is almost invincible. Coupled with the almost endless army of the dead and the constantly rolling black mist, the scene is always under her control.

Hela's army may sound like "dishonorable" souls of the dead, but if you think about it carefully, what's the difference between them and heroic spirits? Aren’t they all still dead ghosts?

The only difference is that these skeletons, zombies or ghosts don't have any decent equipment. The better ones have soul manifestations of their favorite weapons during their lifetimes, the worse ones only have claws and teeth, and the worst ones have even lost their teeth.

But it doesn't matter, they are all cannon fodder anyway, and every opportunity to fire on the enemy is earned, it is so cheap.

"Hahaha... Is this Lord Heavenly Hammer?!" Hela laughed in the sky. The warrior blood in her bones seemed to be awakened, and she strangled the neck of a bald man holding a purple hammer in front of her. Lifting it with one hand, he stabbed it wildly with the sword of the night sky, and then abandoned the corpse on the ground: "In legends, you are so powerful, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I only saw a group of useless mortals."

These people relied too much on the hammer. It could even be said that the hammer was pulling them in a puppet show. Enemies of this level simply insulted the name of the hammer.

She snatched the hammer from the dead man, held it in her hand and shook her head slightly, feeling the power of the weapon to confuse people, and sneered.

Hela was half alive and half dead, and any charm or mind control abilities were ineffective against her. This hammer tempted her to obey the serpent's orders, but to her, it was nothing more than a boring whisper.

Facing the dark clouds in the sky, she looked very disappointed: "If that's all you can do, call out the big snake as soon as possible."

The black stone spikes in the sky were woven into a cage like thorns, and the Skyhammer messengers could not even fly freely. They gathered around Original Sin, waiting for what leader Skadi could come up with.

They never expected that what they saw on the way over was a Frigga standing in front of the Golden Palace, and everyone else ran away in the direction of the Rainbow Bridge.

The big snake told them to pay attention to Thor and Loki's movements, so they hurried to chase them.

Who would have thought that the harmless Queen Frigga would turn into the strongest warrior in Asgard, Hela, in the blink of an eye?

"Goddess Hela! Our father has no hatred against you. On the contrary, you were banished to the underworld by Odin, so you should hate him just as much, right?" Original Sin has a good mind. She knows she can't beat him but can still persuade her with her mouth. A disproportionate smile appeared on the skull's face: "We should obviously be allies. We can destroy Asgard together and help father control the world together!"

But the goddess of the underworld just crushed the captured hammer with her bare hands. Hela smiled even colder than her:

"Scati is Odin's aunt. Since you think you are her, you still want to call Odin's brother Orochi your father? I don't even know how your mind has been manipulated by him. You are such a pitiful fool."

The black stone spikes transformed into a high platform, and Hela stood proudly on it, her pointed chin raised, her eyes looking down calmly, full of the style of a queen.

"He is the all-father, the father of everything, and naturally he is also my father." Original Sin's arms hung down in front of him, holding his war hammer horizontally like a road construction worker: "God of Hades, we can cooperate, you can even Like me, one person is inferior and ten thousand people are superior..."

"Hmph!" Hela summoned a wave of stone thorns with her backhand, and shot at several people like crossbow arrows: "What a loud tone, even Odin dare not speak to me like this!"

Dense black stone spikes poured down like heavy rain in a strong wind. From a distance, it looked like a black arch bridge connecting the two ends of the ground. The roar of the spikes breaking through the ice and snow on the ground was like thunder.

The Heavenly Hammer messengers quickly activated their weapons to form various defensive positions and put them together to form shields to protect themselves.

Among them, the Winter Hammer appeared as an iceberg and tried to fight Hela.

But how could Hela, who was already prepared for this when acting with Deathstroke, be so simple?

Summoning black stone and thick smoke, summoning her own army, causing chaos and darkness on the battlefield, these were just a cover. She had already dropped the powder of the Death Spore Flower into the smoke.

It is known that the new Heavenly Hammer messengers are all living people, so just let them inhale this poison unknowingly during the battle.

The death spore flower is a specialty of the underworld. Even the Asa protoss will suffer from weakness for a long time, vomiting and diarrhea. Mortals without superpowers who are poisoned will die suddenly on the spot in seconds.

Hela was also curious. Are these mortals holding the artifacts and weapons of the Asgard considered human beings? Or should we count it according to the gods?

The answer is that according to the Protoss, some of the people who were struggling to support themselves in the smoke soon fell down. Although there was no danger of life, looking at their painful expressions, it was known that they were so exhausted that they could not pick up their weapons.

So Hela didn't have to do anything. She just had to stand on the high platform and continue to pose, watching her army of undead fight with enemies from all sides, and then wait quietly.

But what is unexpected is that among the few people, the original sin has not yet fallen. The woman with the red skull face can still persist. Although the Winter Hammer in her hand is shaking violently, it is still spraying black snowflakes without stopping. and ice crystals.

"Why bother?" Hela jumped lightly from the high platform, her dark green cloak unfolded like a big bird, she walked towards her enemy: "Why don't you just fall down? If you hold on like this, I I can only give you a more painful death."

"I can't lose! My father will be unhappy. I can't let my father down! I can't let him down..."

Original Sin's eyes had lost focus, and she seemed to be just resisting out of physical instinct in a daze. It was simply unimaginable that a mortal could resist the effects of the Death Spore Flower using only willpower.

And Hela felt that the original sin's so-called father was not referring to the serpent, but the image of another father that existed in her subconscious.

But this has nothing to do with Hades. Since she is on the opposite side, the goddess doesn't care what the enemy's story is.

Just like Deathstroke said, she also has no interest in caring what the dead think.

The sword of the night sky was raised again, and the black mist flowed with the invisible wind. She waved the weapon towards the black iceberg blocking the way: "Death!"

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