“After a while, Jehovah won’t be a problem anymore!”
When Hela was looking at Tang Song, Tang Song was lying on the leather sofa in the private jet, looking at her in a lazy posture.
He snapped his fingers, and a stewardess on the private plane immediately pushed over a dining cart and respectfully presented a transparent decanter filled with red wine and two crystal goblets.
The stewardess with a perfect figure and appearance leaned over and carefully poured the red wine in the decanter into the crystal goblet.
The flight attendant could not afford to be careless. Although she did not know the price of the bottle of red wine that had already been decanted, she knew that the cheapest bottle of wine in the wine cabinet of the private jet was no less than US$50,000.
Soon, two glasses of red wine were presented to Tang Song and Hela. Under the light of the private plane, the red wine in the glasses rippled like two beautiful works of art.
"Odin sealed you in Hades. What is it like there? It's like hell, full of demons, fighting and strife every day. Isn't it boring..."
Holding the wine glass in his hand, Tang Song did not talk about the church and the heaven dimension anymore. Instead, he asked Hela about the underworld with some curiosity.
Hail Hades is also one of the nine realms. It is a place that only the dead can enter.
In Norse mythology, Hela, the goddess of death, is the ruler of the underworld and is in charge of the aging and disease of all things in the world.
The gate of Hades is far away from the human world. To reach this place, one must cross the Ore River. There is a bridge on the river suspended by a hair. Those who cross the bridge must let the bridge guard, the skeleton Modgud, suck their blood dry. Hades represents biting cold and deep darkness.
Unlike myths and legends, in this Marvel universe, Hela was sealed in Hel by Odin.
"Oh, Hades, that's the underworld where Asgardians go after death. There are only unconscious souls there. It's much more boring than hell."
Hela shook the wine glass in front of her. She put the glass full of red wine to her lips and said to Tang Song:
"But I think you will like that place. How about you remove the magic that binds me and I will hand over the Underworld to you, and you can be the master of the world!"
"The ruler of the world of death, sounds very interesting!"
Tang Song drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp. The stewardess standing beside him quickly picked up the decanter and poured him more red wine.
He picked up the wine glass, lifted Hela's fair chin with his left hand, and looked at her unyielding, arrogant, contemptuous and angry eyes with interest.
Haila suddenly broke free from Tang Song's hand and poured the red wine glass in her hand towards Tang Song.
The deep red wine splashed in the air, but with a glance from Tang Song, the wine seemed to have entered a slow motion, suspended in the air.
Then Tang Song raised his eyebrows, and the wine suddenly gathered into a ball of water and returned to Hela's glass.
"Don't waste it, this bottle of wine is worth two million dollars!"
Tang Song took the glass full of red wine from Hela, then pinched her chin and drank it while she struggled.
The red wine flowed down the corners of Hela's lips, onto her collarbone, and soaked her collarbone -
"Cough cough cough," the goddess whose power of death was sealed behaved like an ordinary woman being forced.
She bit her lip and looked at Tang Song angrily: "What do you want to do?"
Tang Song casually threw the empty cup in his hand onto the tray of the stewardess standing beside him, and leaned over to look at Hela. His shadow almost completely covered Hela at this moment.
"I think whether it's Hades or Hell, there is a common rule: whoever has the bigger fist is the boss!"
Tang Song stretched out his finger and lifted Hela's chin. A faint black air spread on Hela's fair face, but as the broken golden plum blossom pattern on her forehead bloomed with golden light, the power of death was suppressed back into her body by the golden light.
"I heard from Odin that you have a skilled army of the dead under your command, and you are a qualified commander!"
"I am the king, the God King of Asgard! That old man Odin betrayed the agreement. When I conquered the Nine Realms for him, he said he would pass the throne to me! He betrayed me!"
Tang Song admired Hela's angry and unwilling eyes.
"Well, what a grumpy goddess... Unfortunately, Odin is about to enter Ragnarok. The souls of the Aesir who have awakened their godhood return to the World Tree instead of the Underworld. You can't avenge yourself."
Tang Song held Hela's chin up, and her eyes were filled with anger and questions:
"Even if Odin dies, I will return to Asgard and take back what belongs to me. Why are you trying to stop me?"
"ha!"
Tang Song looked at Hela with a smile and said:
"God King of Asgard, you haven't forgotten, have you? I introduced myself to you. The Earth is my forbidden fruit. But the first thing you did when you became the King of Asgard was to conquer the Nine Realms. As an enemy, why should I stop you..."
“If you let me go, I can promise that I will never set foot in Midgard from now on!” Hela hid her resentment deep in her heart and forced a smile on her face.
"Yeah?"
Tang Song's fingers moved up along Hela's chin and across her face.
"Unfortunately, this condition is not enough. Your Highness Hela, Odin has already betrothed you to me. You are mine!"
Hela tilted her head to avoid Tang Song's fingers. She said calmly: "What do you want? I can give you ten times what Odin promised you!"
Tang Song retracted his hand, took a tissue from the flight attendant next to him, and wiped his fingers carefully.
"I want you. I have many talented people under my command, but I lack a powerful commander. I think you are a good choice!"
"Okay, if you let me go and allow me to take Asgard, I will work for you!"
Hela promised through gritted teeth.
"Don't even think about Asgard. Odin and I have an agreement. Asgard belongs to Thor. Oh, it's a headache to think about taking care of my ignorant brother-in-law in the future!"
“Are you kidding me!” Hela looked at Tang Song, who was rubbing his eyebrows and pretending to have a headache, and she wanted to go up and tear him apart.
"As a god, your vision is too narrow. Don't keep your eyes on Asgard. Don't you like war? Follow me, and you can conquer the entire universe except Asgard and Earth!"
Hela looked at Tang Song, her eyes full of doubt and disdain.
“You don’t believe it!” Tang Song looked at Hela, who had a strange expression on her face, and rubbed his brows. After a few seconds, he coughed softly:
"Then I'll give you two choices. One is that this golden hoop will seal your divine power forever, and you will stay by my side and be my tool from now on. The other is that you will be my general, and in return, you will be one of my wives!"
"You are as shameless as Odin!" Is there any difference between these two choices? After hearing the two choices given by Tang Song, Hela's face turned red with anger. She gritted her teeth and glared at Tang Song, saying viciously.
Tang Song put on a gentle smile on his face: "Then, Your Majesty, which of these two options do you choose?"
Hila stared at Tang Song, took a deep breath, and then said: "I am willing to help you lead the troops in battle. Now can you remove the magic restriction on me?"
Tang Song brushed his hand towards the top of Hela's head, and the golden plum blossom-like pattern on Hela's forehead disappeared instantly.
Feeling the surging power of death in her body, the first thing Hela did after the seal was lifted was to transform into two black short blades and pierce Tang Song's heart.
Seeing the sharp blade representing death stabbing towards him, Tang Song did not dodge or evade, allowing the blade of death to stab him.
Just as Hela's short blade was about to touch Tang Song, a golden light suddenly appeared on her forehead. The golden light turned into countless golden Sanskrit characters. After circling twice, these Sanskrit relics condensed into a golden hoop that surrounded Hela's forehead.
The golden hoop fell on Hela's forehead and turned into a golden plum blossom mark with stars. As soon as the plum blossom mark appeared, it directly suppressed the surging death force of Hela back into her body.
The black short blade in Hela's hand, which was transformed from the power of death, lost its source of power and disappeared in an instant.
Tang Song grabbed Hela's arm and pulled her into his arms.
Hela was imprisoned and unable to move. She could only lie on her back and watch Tang Song reach out his claws towards her.
Born as the eldest princess of Asgard, the ruthless goddess of death had only suffered a loss at the hands of Odin once in her life, and had never suffered such an insult.
If looks could kill, Tang Song's body would probably be riddled with wounds by now.
But to Hela's surprise, Tang Song's hand stopped on her forehead, and he seemed to be stroking her forehead, feeling tingling.
"Gold, tight, forbidden, although there are only three innate restrictions, there are infinite changes inside. With my current strength, even with the origin branding method of the golden hoop curse, I can only imitate 30% to 40%!"
Tang Song stroked the broken golden plum blossom marks on Hela's head with his fingers. These plum blossom marks on Hela's head were the golden hoop forbidden method of a Buddhist master named Golden Hoop Immortal in the Yama World. It was a kind of magical method between spells and magic weapons.
The authentic golden hoop is so strong that even a golden immortal cannot break free from it, and life and death depends on the thoughts of others.
Tang Song's golden hoop technique is a forbidden magical power simulated by real gems. With his current strength, he has already touched the boundary between immortals and mortals. With his profound spiritual cultivation, he is not unable to get a glimpse of the mystery of the origin imprint of the world of Yama.
With the power of the Reality Gem, he can now imitate some of those magical weapons that were untouchable before, such as the Fantian Seal and the Golden Hoop.
Hela was not the first victim of this golden hoop technique. Tang Song had previously experimented with this technique on King Ghidorah.
Even though this golden hoop is an imitation, it is still not something that Hela, the Father God, can break free of.
... ... ..
"Shua"
Tang Song stroked Hela's forehead with his palm. When her face turned red, Tang Song withdrew his hand and returned to his gentle attitude.
He just lay on his back on the leather sofa, lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Hela lying on his legs, and said casually:
"I had an adventurous life a long time ago. It was very exciting. During that life, I saw many things you can't imagine.
Sometimes death is not the destination. I have seen people extract the souls of their enemies and put them in a lamp as wick, suffering the pain of being burned by the fire every day.
I have also seen the demon that was a fierce tiger that turned into a spirit. It imprisoned the souls of the people it killed as ghosts, and enslaved them for eternity.
Have you ever seen a method of refining weapons using souls? Using bones as poles, human skin as flags, and flesh and blood as ink, you can seal the soul inside and refine a magic weapon.
A powerful being at the level of Father God, the goddess who controls death, should be able to refine a magic weapon that is no less powerful than the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Sword.
Or I can refine you into a puppet, a puppet of the Father God level, I believe I can fully utilize your value! "
Tang Song's eyes were full of gentle smiles as his hands wandered over Hela's body. Although his palms were warm, Hela felt her hair stand on end where Tang Song touched.
"You think this can scare me? Didn't Odin tell you my identity? I am the goddess of death of the Aesir. The number of undead I command is tens of millions times more than the number of living people you have seen..."
Hela looked at Tang Song without fear. Their eyes met, and all Hela saw in Tang Song's eyes was a gentle smile.
"what you up to?"
“Swish!”
The couture dresses handmade by Italian tailors were reduced to pieces of fabric.
"ah!"
"Um!?"
"I want to be the king of the nine realms!" "Gasps"
"Except for Asgard and Earth, all the territory you conquer is yours!"
"Is this your betrothal gift? I want Asgard! I only want Asgard!"
"Hiss, I have already promised Odin that Asgard belongs to your brother. I cannot break my promise, otherwise it will affect my mood! Hiss, hiss, hiss—However, I cannot give you the Asgard of this universe. You can do whatever you want with the Asgards of other universes!"
"Multiverse?"
"Multiverse! I have planted some seeds, and sooner or later they will sprout! The size of a universe can only support one golden immortal. I need more resources. You are the knight who will expand my territory for me!"
"Golden Immortal?"
"According to you, the Aesir, he is a powerful being at the level of a single universe!"
"Then remove the magic restriction on me!"
"That won't do. To tame a fierce horse, you can't do without the reins!"
"Hiss! Be gentle! If you bite too much, you'll be a widow forever!"
... ... ...
On the private plane, Hela, who had changed into a black dress, couldn't hide her blushing face.
Tang Song was half lying on the sofa, playing with a jade box in his hands. Inside the inky black jade box, one couldn't tell if the color difference was caused by the color of the jade or the flow of the black mysterious air flow inside.
"It seems that my physique still needs to be strengthened. However, my cultivation has reached the level of Yuanshen. I am still a little short of the right level to practice the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, but I have met the basic requirements for practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art!" Tang Song was thinking about his own little thoughts in his mind.
Hela suddenly placed her fair bare feet on Tang Song's legs and asked a question: "If I reject you, will you turn me into a puppet, or into the kind of "magic weapon" you mentioned?"
Boss Tang, calm as a rock, reached out and grabbed Hela's foot, just as he was about to evade the question.
"quack!"
A strange cry sounded outside the plane window.
Hela and Tang Song turned their heads and saw outside the plane window a beautiful raven with black feathers and golden eyes flapping its wings and flying towards them.
When its beak touched the protective glass of the window, a layer of water waves appeared on the protective glass, and it went straight through the protective glass of the private plane.
It landed on the table in front of Tang Song and slowly combed its feathers with its beak.
"Mu Ning!"
When Hela saw the raven, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.
This is one of the two ravens that Odin carries with him, representing his majesty as the God-King. They also represent Odin's gaze. They will fly across the sky of the nine kingdoms and tell Odin everything that happens in the territory of the World Tree.
Raven Mu Ning looked back at Hela, then turned back to stare at Tang Song who was lying on the sofa, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Your Highness Hela, it's been a long time since we last met. You are still as beautiful as ever!"
The raven Mu Ning hesitated for a moment, but still took the initiative to greet Hela. As for Hela's indifferent expression, it pretended not to notice it.
As an old woman who has followed Odin for thousands of years, Hela's existence is a taboo in Asgard. For her, this is not a secret but a personal experience.
It can be said that Hela, like Thor, grew up under her watch. What a pity!
Tang Song leaned back on the sofa with a playful smile on his face:
"Mu Ning, does God Odin have any instructions?"
Raven Mu Ning opened his mouth, "Mr. Tang, the God King asked me to tell you that the war situation between the Nine Realms and the Heaven Dimension is not optimistic. What we need is to drag those locusts in the Heaven Dimension to the battlefield of the Nine Realms, rather than letting them march straight into the Nine Realms..."
"Can't the Nine Realms hold on anymore?" Tang Song asked.
"The number of locusts in the Heaven Dimension is too large, and the warriors of the Nine Realms are dying one by one! If it drags on, the God King is worried that there will be civil unrest in the Nine Realms."
"A few days ago, Heildam's monarch, Laofei, came to the Golden Palace in person and wanted to take back the Ice Box to use in the Nine Realms battlefield. The God King asked me to ask you whether I should give it to him!"
Raven told Tang Song the situation on the Nine Realms battlefield one by one.
Fighting against these angels who were used as biological weapons, even if they were one against a hundred or one against a thousand, it would still be an unacceptable loss for the Nine Realms.
But in Tang Song and Odin's plan, they need to delay the battle on the Nine Realms and lure out more angel legions from the Heaven Dimension so that they can march straight in!
Hela didn't want to see this annoying raven, so she turned her head to look at the clouds outside the plane window. She glanced inadvertently and found that this Mu Ning had been secretly looking at her.
Hela didn’t quite understand at first, but suddenly, an idea flashed across her mind: reinforcements
"So, Odin wants my Death Army to go into battle. No wonder he lets me out at this time!"
"Oh."
Hela turned her head and stared at the raven in front of her with disgust, and said sarcastically:
"Where are the warrioresses that Odin is so proud of, where is his Hall of Valor, and where are those berserkers?"
"Who does Odin think he is?"
Hela sneered and said:
"He's just a treacherous bastard who broke the agreement between us.
"As a father, a cold-blooded, cruel father, for the sake of power, he personally beat his own daughter into dust!"
"Now that Asgard has encountered a powerful enemy, has he remembered his daughter again? Odin, being your child is such a terrible thing!"
“That’s enough!
”
A roaring sound came out of the raven Mu Ning's mouth. It was an old and majestic voice that did not belong to it.
"Are you angry? Haha."
Hela stood up fearlessly, stepped barefoot on the cashmere carpet of the private plane, and faced the shadow of the God King reflected in the raven's eyes.