"Tear"

Black tore a page from the Nagfal ticket book, which had not been used for a long time, and stuffed it into the weak Nalmus's hand, he said:

"Please write your name. There is one less stinky hunter on my boat. I think you are good."

“No need.”

Nalmus Gaoling, who was leaning on the Eagle Spear, shook his head weakly. He felt the call of the soul's destination from the ship ticket in front of him. He knew that as long as he wrote his name, he could end the career of a lonely ghost.

But he chose to refuse.

He stroked the dim eagle claw in his hand and said with a smile:

"This is enough. You can only go to the underworld after death. You and Heya will kill Gom and Hela Warriors, causing the Underworld to turn upside down. This is enough for me to become the legend of the Supreme Mountains.

This is the best ending I can think of.

I'm tired.

It's time for me to return to the ranks of my ancestors..”

"Wow, you Gaoling Niu really knows how to brag. If I hadn't killed Gaom with my own hands, I would have believed it."

The stinky pirate joked:

"I thought bragging skills were unique to your soul walker Black Horn, but I didn't expect you all to do it.

Hun Gaoling did a good job in the Battle of the Ancients, but he was blown away by your descendants, as if he could calm the Burning Legion alone.”

“Where is this bragging?”

Nalmus shrugged and said:

"This is just an exaggeration of artistic quality, it is a literary matter. A stinky pirate like you won't understand it."

"Serious."

The pirate laughed, and his tone became serious, and he said:

"The Shadow World is not as beautiful as you think. Their judgment of good and evil is strange. You may not be able to go to the Blazing Fairy and Hun to meet, because of your complicated past, you may also be assigned to the Promotion Fortress or Revendes.

You don't have to know what these names mean, you just need to know that it's not a good thing.

Or go to my boat.

Or you can only…”

"It's okay, these are all what I deserve. Whether it's good or bad, I'm not afraid of death anymore, am I still afraid of these?"

Nalmus could no longer hold on and sat on the ground.

He looked at the eagle claws stuck in the ground in front of him and said to Black:

"I have one last thing to ask you before leaving..."

"Swish"

The soul stone that bound Gaum's soul was so big that it was thrown to Nalmus, and Blake said without looking back:

"Do your own business by yourself, you ruined the glory of the Eagle's Claws. Now you will make up for it yourself. This is fate, don't even want to entrust your own business to me.

Get it hurry up.

Didn't you see a big monster coming out from the ground?"

Black scolded, making Nalmus Gaoling curl her lips.

This stinky pirate was really embarrassed to say that he had destroyed the inherited holy relics of the Supreme Mountains, and he glanced at the eternal battlefield wrapped in fog. It was indeed as Black said.

A faint behemoth was already crawling out of the crack.

The entire land of the underworld was shaking. Not only did the Hailagars not take the opportunity to attack, but instead ran around in panic. Obviously, these Haila's servants were also afraid of the monster that was about to appear.

Gaoling cattle no longer hesitates.

He grabbed the claws of the eagle and stabbed hard into the soul stone under his feet. The barking belonging to Gaum lingered on the spear, and the beastly power of a demigod of death was regained by the hungry spear.

In the hands of Nalmus, it is changing and making new forms.

But it has nothing to do with the stinky pirates.

He was now kneeling there half a kneeling under the cluster of his three battle beasts, checking the wounds of the sky.

Very bad.

It's really bad.

Gaom's vicious helmet broke Cangqin's spine. Most of the bones in its body were shattered and could not move at all. Moreover, due to serious injuries, its soul was also being pulled by the breath of death in the underworld.

Only one breath left was to hold your life.

Even the pirate could not wake it up with the call of the heart of the beast.

"This bird is going to die, please think of a solution quickly. The stinky pirate, I was so anxious that I saw it next to me."

Frost claws jumped up and down next to Black.

It was the self-proclaimed that Black wanted to slap it twice, so would he speak? He thought the smelly wolf was very disobedient. Now that he could understand his words, he felt that it became more and more annoying.

How did Orgrim endure it?

"Same for me."

The scarred big horn squatted beside Black and said in a muffled voice.

you...

You can't say anything else?

This is the sentence that goes back and forth, and you can read the heart with Frost Claws, right? Every time you say what you want to say? And what's going on with your self-proclaimed self?

Do Northrend bears all call themselves this way?

No.

Tur Angry Claw also called himself "me".

Is your big smell a Northeastern bear?

Ning is Xiong Da?

"The sky needs healing, maybe I can find De... I mean, those weird elves!"

The Black Feather Falcon squatting on the pirate's shoulders is also very talkative.

Miss Hisalie Black Crow relied on Black's heart to listen to the beast's voice, and she could not tell the identity of her speaking, so she seemed particularly active.

While using the bird's beak to follow the feathers, I suggested:

"It might be fine to find pastors."

Hello!

Miss Black Crow, do you want me to remind you? The beasts do not speak so well. Just look at Frost Claw's speech that cannot recognize its identity.

You are so smart that you will be discovered by a stinky pirate.

Of course, no matter how much I complain, Black still cares. He stuffed several healing stones into the coma Cangqiu's mouth and said to the worried war beasts:

"I have an idea to save Cangqin, but it must go back to Thorbalad first. Big Horn, you carry Cangqin first, and Frost Claws and Rapid Shadows escort the Cangqin.

You are waiting for me outside and let Queen Eddie Hill stabilize the soul in the sky first.

I'll go there later."

"But what if that woman doesn't help?"

Frost claws screamed:

"I don't have your eloquence, so I can't convince her. Moreover, she is too stupid and probably won't understand me."

"She will help."

The stinky pirate waved his hand and knocked hard on the head of Frost Claw, cursing:

"Change your damn verbal prostitute for me! Let me hear you so much as I want to beat you, get out of here."

Black burst out of the sky, placed it behind the wide horns, and fixed its broken spine with a few ropes and wood, watching the three battle beasts protecting the sky and running towards the entrance of the underworld.

He was worried and complaining.

What I was worried about is the situation in Cangqiong, and what I complained about was that these war beasts had really active ideas. I don’t know how Rexa talked to his wild beasts in normal times.

That dull gourd character probably depressed several of his war beasts to death.

But maybe it is another extreme. Although Lexus usually looks like a severe social phobia patient, she might be having a lot of fun chat with the war beasts in private.

He shook his head and threw the idea aside.

Black stood up and looked at the Odin battle flag that had been rooted in the land of the underworld. This thing was attached to divine power. Unless Hela completely destroyed this piece of land, it would not be destroyed.

Such a flag stands here, which is definitely an extreme mockery of Odin's rebellious daughter Hela. It is not enough to say that he is riding a face to describe the seriousness of this humiliation.

With Hela's unstable mentality, she will definitely be furious once she finds this thing.
To be continued...