Marvel With Zanpakuto

“Brunhilde!”

Lod’s expression changed slightly. He came directly to the dying woman. When he reached out to touch the ferocious wound, he found that there was a trace of familiarity mixed in!

It was the power of hell!

There was a wisp of black energy left in the flesh and blood that had been split open by a sharp weapon. It was full of dark, deathly, and cold aura, which was very similar to Helheim’s aura of hell.

Moreover, the remaining black energy was like a maggot attached to the bones, continuously corroding. Brunhilde was originally hollow’s weak soul.

If he didn’t get rid of this energy in time, Brunhilde’s soul would be corroded in less than five minutes, and then she would become a wandering soul without self-consciousness.

The power of hell, Helheim, Brunhilde, Valkyrie…

Combined with the clues above, the answer was obvious. The person who injured Brunhilde was the goddess who ruled this kingdom of the dead, the first son of Great God Odin – Hela!

“It was Hela who injured you, right?” Lod frowned and asked softly.

“I know… What can I do?”

Brunhilde lifted her heavy eyelids, and her eyes, which were about to lose focus, revealed a sense of relief. “I… have to go accompany them.”

“Hildr, Skuld, Alvitr, Hervor, Geirolul, Sigrún…they’re all waiting for me.”

In the battle that had lasted for ten thousand years, all the valkyrie had died, leaving her alone to survive in this kingdom of the dead.

Now…

She was finally going home.

Brunhilde slowly closed her eyes, a tranquil smile on her face. It was as if she had already seen her dead sisters waiting for her return in the Valhalla.

“It won’t be so easy to die. I still owe you my life. Moreover, the agreement between us hasn’t been completed yet!” However, Lod didn’t intend to let her wish come true. Seeing that she was about to obtain Valkyrie, she couldn’t let her die!

In fact, it wasn’t difficult to save Brunhilde.

The best and most convenient method was to use a high-grade [Kido] to treat her. It could expel the remaining power of hell in her body, and it could also quickly heal her injuries and strength while protecting Brunhilde’s life.

But unfortunately, he didn’t even know how to reply, much less raise his level to reply!

This was a bit awkward…

The reply belonged to Kido. Although the two were similar in essence, there was a difference of heaven and earth.

The only way he could heal was ‘all’, but the problem was that Spiritual Power hadn’t recovered yet, so he couldn’t use Bankai. It wasn’t enough to heal Brunhilde’s injuries.

Lod only hesitated for half a second before deciding to use another method – soul separation – touch treatment!

Giving his soul fragment to others was a great reduction to death god’s strength system!

Therefore, after Matt and Jessica, there was no other Quincy that was created by Lod.

It was precisely because of this reason.

But Brunhilde, he had to save her!

He had to repay the kindness of a meal and seek revenge for the smallest grievance. This was his life principle.

Since Brunhilde had saved his life, then he had to repay this kindness!

The soul form of each person had long been fixed, and the total amount would not increase or decrease as time passed. However, Lod was an exception. His soul vessel would grow with his strength.

Chi La —

The complete soul was instantly torn apart into fragments of a fingernail.

Although it was only a small portion, the pain from tearing apart the soul caused even Lod to clench his teeth, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Lod took a few breaths and slowly raised his hand to touch Brunhilde’s wound.

A soul fragment the size of a fingernail emitted a sparkling and translucent divine light. It slowly fused into Brunhilde’s body and then transformed into the purest soul power, repairing her near-death body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the black underworld power met the blue soul power, it instantly evaporated like ice and snow melting in spring, turning into wisps of black smoke. As for the remaining sword wounds, they were naturally nothing.

Very quickly, Brunhilde recovered to her original state.

The broken battle armor on her chest barely concealed her exposed skin. Her fair skin was as smooth as new, and it was impossible to see that she had been injured. In fact, her skin was even more tender than that of a baby.

“Wu…”

Brunhilde let out an unconscious moan. Her beautiful face revealed a tender and pale complexion. Her breathing gradually became steady, and her chest also began to fluctuate.

Lod picked her up with both hands and carefully placed her on the animal hide bed. When he turned around to deal with the elk, he found that the unconscious Brunhilde had grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t go… don’t leave me alone…”

Brunhilde’s voice was mixed with a trace of weakness. Her brows were tightly knitted together, as if she was recalling the painful memories buried deep in her heart.

It was hard to imagine…

Under the command of Odin to conquer the nine worlds, the illustrious Valkyrie had actually revealed such a feminine attitude.

Lod couldn’t help but sigh. He didn’t choose to not break free. Instead, he quietly sat by the bed and brushed away Brunhilde’s tightly knitted brows. He softly said, “Don’t worry, we won’t leave you. We will never leave you.”

“We… have made a promise…”

Brunhilde’s tightly knitted brows relaxed, and her alluring red lips curled into a faint smile.

“Yes, I made a promise.”

Lod softly replied, “Go to sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up.”

Tonight.

One person had no sleep, and the other had fallen asleep.

During the thousands of years, Brunhilde finally had a good night’s sleep, as if she was at home.

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A stone door that was a hundred meters tall stood at the end of the river.

The Gates of Hel is the gate of Helheim. The giant dog Garmr of scarlet crouches under the gate, guarding and screening souls that can enter the underworld. Anyone who dares to break into the underworld will be torn apart and devoured by it!

Behind the Gate of Hel, there was even more bone-piercing cold and violent snow, as well as an incomparably deep darkness.

That place was the real Helheim!

The soul that has passed the Gates of Hel and Garmr’s trials will have to travel through this darkness and cold, then cross the river Slid with its sharp knives, and finally arrive at Éljúðnir Palace, where There lives the God of Death who rules this Land of the Dead.

Éljúðnir was a magnificent grayish-white palace built on the back of a gigantic, spider-like creature.

Any soul that could successfully reach this palace would be judged by the God of Death. If they had not committed any sins before their death, they would be able to choose a room in the palace and live a happy life without worrying about food and clothing. On the other hand, they would be sent to the prison to be tortured to atone for their sins.

On the top floor of the Palace of Éljúðnir.

In the grand hall filled with the aura of the dead, the goddess of death, Hela, sat on the throne that was cast by the wandering souls. Her dark gray eyes slowly opened, revealing an endless and terrifying pressure. It was as if she had penetrated through layers of hollow’s space and was thrown in a distant direction.

“Who… expelled my power?”