"I have always had a question, Hela, does Valhalla really call someone?"
Su Ming, who was drinking soda, sat cross-legged on the flying carpet. He looked at Thor's killing spree not far away, and raised his hand to press his ears with his little finger. Apparently he felt that Thor's voice was a bit loud:
"I've seen the Hall of Valor too. It looks like a large barn. Can it talk?"
Hela, who was sitting next to him eating spicy strips, her mouth twitched for a while, swallowed the big gluten in her mouth, and made a face:
"It's just words that don't make sense, right? And if you ask me about Valhalla, you're asking the wrong person. Look at me, I haven't died even once. Why don't you ask Misty at home?"
When Asgard fell, the Hall of Valor was separated by Deathstroke and thrown into the underworld.
However, Hela had no interest in that, just like she didn't care about Odin's creation at all. In other words, she didn't bother to look at it at all. After leaving all the affairs of the underworld to Tyr, she slipped to the earth and became a homegirl.
.
"I asked her, and she said that in the past, the soul of the deceased was brought to the entrance of the Hall of Valor on a Pegasus, and then the soul would rush in and choose its opponents to fight and drink. She didn't have to arrange anything. She even had the famous dishes of the Hall of Valor, so
I have never eaten a roasted pig that heals itself every day."
Shaking his head, Deathstroke talked about the information he had obtained in the past.
"That may be because the rules have changed. The first generation of Valkyries, who are now the fallen maids, can enter the Hall of Valor."
Hela took a small breath, stuck out her red tongue, and fanned herself with her hands:
"It's a pity that the abnormal obsession with death has affected their minds. When these Valkyries were performing their mission in the lower world, Odin discovered that they were eating human corpses, so they were sold to Mephisto. Last time, Luo
Didn’t Ji buy them back and use them as thugs, but in the end they fell into my hands again. I’ll ask them for you when I get back.”
The hot strips were a reward for her previous sensory abilities, just like Deathstroke rewarded Carol with chocolates. It was normal.
Hela knows Deathstroke's leadership style. He likes to take everyone to eat, drink, smoke and drink during missions, as if he is constantly reminding himself that he is a human being.
He actually doesn't need these things, he doesn't need food to provide energy, and he doesn't need alcohol and nicotine to cheer him up. He just enjoys the process of using these things.
The package of spicy strips I ate had 24 small red peppers painted on it. It was said to be the spiciest of all the spicy strips produced by Wilson Enterprises. The devil and the devil shook their heads in fear of being abnormally spicy. It tasted quite spicy.
Well, as a half-dead person, there is no possibility of being burned to death.
"Now I have an idea. The pattern of these three connected dimensions is a bit like the Nine Realms. And we know that the opponent has such a thing as the seed of death. Do you think our enemy will also create one?
"Hall of Valor" to complete the internal self-circulation?
"Well, I really haven't thought about this."
Hela narrowed her eyes and quickly ate a large piece of gluten into her mouth like a hamster:
"The Hall of Valor was built because Odin negotiated with the Goddess of Death and created a special temporary residence. The agreement was that these souls would not go to the Garden of Death until Ragnarok, when they died for the second time. I don't know.
What price did he pay for it, but in essence, this is not an internal cycle, it is more like a loan."
"Sure enough, is the core of the soul circulation in the fairy palace still the world tree?" Su Ming nodded, he held his arms and watched the fun: "After Odin died, I couldn't find his soul anywhere, not in hell.
, there is no death there. The only possibility left now is that he has inhabited the soul of the World Tree."
The World Tree is an ancient god, and its soul is also a tree. If you want to dig a small nest inside the big trunk, it couldn't be easier.
"It's possible, but we can't prove it, but he often says, 'I am Immortal Palace,..." Hela imitated Odin's tone, but with a look of disdain on her face, shaking her head: "So
It is possible that he really has some secret deal with Yggdrasil as a back-up, why are you bringing this up now?"
Hela really wants to prove that she is better than
Odin is stronger, but she will never underestimate Odin's wisdom. He is a man who drank the spring of wisdom and was blessed by the World Tree.
Yggdrasil is not stupid. It can survive from the first generation of God War and the factional struggle of the four ancient gods to this day. It has also created things like Ragnarok to maintain its eternal existence. If it is a living thing, then it has eaten
There is more dust than all the people in Asgard combined eat.
The wisdom provided to it by its long life is the accumulation of history.
"Well, I'm worried that the seeds of death have the same function. For example, if we eliminate the bodies of those men in black robes, but their souls run into the seeds of death and hide, that would be bad. We have to prepare in advance so that
Their souls are shattered."
Deathstroke answered her with a smile and spoke of his dark plan in a gentle tone.
"Hmph, as long as I save my goddess, all of your worries are unnecessary, Deathstroke." Thanos interjected, and he raised his head proudly: "I don't think the goddess will let go of the deception and take her away.
She is her person, and she has the strongest decision-making power regarding the ownership of her soul."
"Well, that's good, it makes sense, that's right."
Su Ming gave his approval sincerely, but whether he thought so in his heart is another matter.
"Well, let's take a look at the situation in front of you, everyone." Carol saw Thor's butt hit by a laser. His butt was on fire, and black smoke was flying around in the sky: "Are you going to kill Jessica?"
Did they put it in here? It's full of weird man-eating plants."
"It's not a big problem. Although there are so many plants, the mere weakness of being afraid of fire means they are not worth mentioning. Even if I don't need to give any suggestions, Jessica can still find a way."
While saying this, Su Ming patted the magic floating cloak and let it take everyone back to the first dimension.
After finding the correct entrance and exit, the group came over first to check out the situation. Jessica's team was still resting in the first dimension.
In fact, there was nothing to rest about. She was chatting with Sif, Coulson was chatting with Banner, and Star-Lord was looking for his pistol, that's it.
Now that the pistols have been recovered, it seems that the housekeeper may have thrown the pair of guns into the manure pit, so Star-Lord is wiping them distressedly.
"Jessica, are you ready to go? Now the second dimension needs your help."
The sound of the death knell came from the earphones, which made the girl sigh involuntarily. She took off the cigarette butts in her mouth and threw them away, stamped them out with her high-heeled boots, and clapped her hands:
"Everyone gets in the car, we are ready to go, there are more friends waiting to rescue."
"Ah, it's my turn to save people, hehehehe..."
As if his brain was broken, Star-Lord let out a strange laugh. He rinsed his guns with a water bottle, and the suspicious solid residue was washed away. Even the guns still smell a little bit, but he didn't care about it and put them away.
Stuffed into the holster of the thigh, he then spun fire from his feet and flew down the terrace in three circles, followed by the famous dance steps of the Moon Walk, and slid towards the carriage:
"In the past, it was the crew who came to save me. Today, let me, the captain, save them! Oyeeonbaby~"
In any case, he seems to be in good condition, and he can complete the simple act of getting on the car while singing and dancing.
It's a bit awkward, the lyrics are not rhymed at all, and for a dancer, his belly is a bit big.
But as long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.