Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 384: Baldur

Chapter 384: Baldur

Hundreds of thousands of dead soul corps!

If one looked carefully, one would discover that these soldiers had died, and the armor they wore was shockingly similar to that of Brunhilde and the other valkyrie!

The evidence of this scene was like a mountain!

There was almost no need to carefully ponder over it. One could come to a cruel conclusion that the so-called Valhalla that Odin had promised was actually the Helheim!

The dead Asgardians would not go to the Valhalla at all. Instead, after they fell into Helheim's underworld, they all became Hela's subordinates.

When they were alive, they fought for Asgarda. They should have enjoyed endless glory, but after they died, they ended up in such a miserable state. Lod could not help but sigh.

The kind and amiable like a fat sheep... No, it should be said that the kind Odin was not as simple as he appeared to be.

Even in the face of loyal soldiers, they still refused to let them rest after death, but used a cruel and merciless method to let them continue fighting for themselves!

This was the young Odin, a tyrant who was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness. Hela had become like this, and it could only be said that she had been influenced by him. Like father, like daughter.

"Hela!"

When she saw dead soul's army, the rage in Brunhilde's chest flared up. She stared at Hela with eyes full of anger and roared, "You dare to dishonor these heroic spirits who died in battle!"

"Dishonor? Haha..."

Hela sneered, and the mockery in her eyes was extremely intense. She retorted, "Before you accuse me of dishonoring the heroic spirit, shouldn't you first accuse the God King who is always great and righteous in the Temple of Asgard?"

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Brunhilde didn't say anything. She only lowered her head and tightly clenched her fists, her fingernails digging deep into her flesh and bones.

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Bright red beads of blood seeped out from the inside of her white jade-like fists, dripping down onto the white snow beneath her feet like blooming plum blossoms.

In fact, the truth was already in front of her, but Brunhilde couldn't accept it. She still had a sliver of fantasy for Odin.

But now...

Even the last bit of good impression she had in her mind was completely destroyed by a few words from Hela.

The disguise and lies that tore away everything were revealed in front of Brunhilde. In front of her was a bloody, naked, incomparably cruel, filthy, political, compromised, and selfish God King!

There was no Valhalla at all, and there was no so-called glory and faith. All of this was Odin's lie!

After their death, they would return to the Helheim Underworld, and then be controlled by the Goddess of Death, becoming the legion of dead soul, continuing to serve Asgarda!

This was the real Odin!

His actions could not be determined by good and evil, and everything was based on Asgarda's prosperity.

"Haha... So... we have always been dreaming..."

Brunhilde's gaze was dull, and it was as if her soul had been taken away.

"Ha ha ha... how does it feel to be abandoned?" The corners of Hela's lips reached her ears. Although she was laughing wildly, her voice was mixed with a trace of sadness that was not easily detected.

They were both laughing at Brunhilde and laughing at themselves, because they had once held hope and trust in the God King, and then they were ruthlessly betrayed. In the end, they fell into the boundless abyss, suffering forever.

"Enough! Hela!"

Brunhilde raised her head, her eyes revealing a trace of stubbornness. "The current me is no longer a Valkyrie, but a subordinate of Lord Soul King - The Sternritter!"

"Heh, a stray dog, so impatient to go and acknowledge a new master?"

Hela's dark green eyes turned to Lod. Her killing intent surged as she said coldly, "The Lord of Hell who descended on Helheim should be you, right?"

Every Lord in charge of Hell Fragments emitted a special soul fluctuation that was difficult for outsiders to detect, but for people who were also Lords of Hell, it was like a bright lamp in the darkness.

Therefore, when Hela's gaze swept past the four people present, she recognized the leader at a glance.

"Are you done with your nonsense?"

Lod's eyes were hazy and blurred, as if he had just woken up. He lazily said, "So, can we make a move now?"

Regarding the melodramatic plot of Odin's family, he really couldn't bring himself to be interested. If not for Brunhilde's face, he would have already thrown a tantrum.

"Since you're in such a hurry to die, then I'll grant your wish!" Hela snorted coldly, then raised her hand and slashed down like sword. "Asgarda's army, kill them for me!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pitch-black ocean was moving at a uniform pace, carrying a vast and boundless killing intent as it surged over like a tide that covered the heavens and the earth!

For a time.

The entire icy plain was shaking violently. Thousands of troops and horses galloped over, emitting a loud sound of armor rubbing against each other. Hundreds of thousands of people were shouting, and it was as if there were thousands of thunderbolts exploding out of thin air!

"Kill"

Those brave warriors who had once fought for the nine worlds for the sake of Asgarda still erupted with an astonishing aura after their deaths, even more terrifying than when they were alive!

Those ghastly white bones, clad in black metal armor, roared as they raised their spears and threw them out with all their might!

Sou Sou Sou -

Numerous spears tore through the sky like a storm, falling towards Lod's side.

"It's too much..."

Lod put his hands behind his back and looked at the spear with no expression. He smiled and said, "I don't like it. Who can destroy them for me?"

"Lord Soul King, leave it to me."

T?shir? Hitsugaya's eyes were cold, he pulled out his zanpakuto at his waist, stepped on Hoho and suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment.

With the fall of T?shir? Hitsugaya sword, the water vapor in the world condensed into form, turning into a hundred meters long giant ice dragon, roaring and rushing to those spears!

Boom...

The Ice Dragon flapped its wings and soared into the sky, freezing all the spears in its path.

"Do you think this is all I can do?" Seeing this, Hela had a smug look in her eyes, and she raised her hand to grab the empty space.

Crack!

The space was like a curtain, torn apart by Hela, revealing a man with a bare upper body, covered in all kinds of strange tattoos, short hair, and a big beard.

"Kill them, and I will grant you death." Hela said to the man.

"Ha..."

The man grinned and said, "I hope you can fulfill my wish this time, Hela."

"I won't lie to you..."

Hela said coldly, "As long as you can kill them, I will grant you the death of your soul. I swear in the name of God that I will fulfill your wish, God of Light... Baldur!"