The Death Knell

If the underworld before was like an ink stain in the clouds in the two people's field of vision, now it has spread a lot.

Hela, who was knocked back to her original form, did smell like a corpse. If she wasn't still breathing and thinking, she would be no different from an ordinary zombie.

"You used yourself to achieve Loki's goal. Have you ever thought about what to do next?"

Su Ming maintained his falling posture. Since the change has been destined, what the future will look like still depends on everyone's choices.

Hela had no strength, but her thinking was clear. She was originally here to lose.

Now I lost as I wished, but what will I do next? I really haven't thought about it.

"Don't ask me questions like that, I won't do anything you want me to do."

Her voice was very weak, as if completely covered by the wind, but her tone was firm.

"Don't be so absolute. Why don't you make a decision after watching the next show?" Su Ming slapped the magic floating cloak with strangulation, suddenly accelerated to the ground, and threw Hela away, who was driven to death by the acceleration. On the throne of the palace.

This throne is specially reserved, after all, it is a symbol of the underworld.

Hela's army has returned to sleep after she lost her power. They are like shadows or thick black mist, drilling down from the cracks in the ground.

Mysterio is also gathering his team, but for the alien creatures full of chaos, it is very difficult for them to truly understand the orders.

The real thing is to open a big portal, drive them all in, and throw them back to Limbo.

For a time, purple and black lights kept lighting up throughout the ruins, and soon everything returned to calm.

The sun came out again, and the pale golden sunlight shone on everyone through the top of the broken wall. Mysterio sent Tyr's head to Deathstroke's hands, and Deathstroke showed the head to Hela and placed it on the armrest of the throne like a decoration.

Hela just glanced at her head and continued to look at Deathstroke without any touch. Both she and he knew that a Tyr could not explain anything.

Tyr is the dead man, a man long dead.

The mask on Su Ming's head faded, and he showed a smile: "Guess what I'm going to do with this head?"

"It's nothing more than torturing his soul with another hell." Hela leaned on the throne, and she had to rely on support to barely sit up.

Su Ming spread his hands and made a regretful expression: "Then you underestimate me. I won't say whether the God of War is afraid of torture, but his torture has nothing to do with you. Guess again, combine it with your own actual."

No matter how much Hela thought about it, she couldn't imagine how Deathstroke would torture her, so she just raised her head hard and looked at the black and yellow figure that was getting closer.

Su Ming took out a cigarette and lit it, watching the faint green smoke rising: "Do you think I know your origin, can I copy a new God of Hades using the same method? After all, we have infinite gems. With sorcerers, the ability to travel through time, and Loki’s cloak, what do you think about transforming Tyr into the new goddess of death?”

"!!!"

Hela was stunned, her mouth opened slightly, turning a bearded man like Tyr into the goddess of death? Deathstroke can figure it out.

Although Tyr does have two braids, they are also the traditional Asgardian dress, and he is not suitable for being a woman at all.

But I have to admit that Deathstroke can indeed do it. They already have all the conditions to create a god - the flesh and blood of the Asa clan, a prop that can reverse cause and effect, a way to travel through time, and a trick to block the world's sight.

If Tyr was transformed into the god of Hades and then sent to the ancient times, young Leah would definitely not be a match for the god of war Tyr.

When the time comes, both have the attributes of Hades and Hell Lord, and only one will survive. This is how battles in Hell have always been.

Then there is a high probability that HeLa will fundamentally die.

Regardless of why Loki wrote this story, once Deathstroke added a paragraph to the end, the whole story changed.

Do you want to change the story? It's easy, let your little cousin make a sequel for you, and it's absolutely reasonable. No matter how weird things are, it's reasonable for the gem in Wade's hand.

It's a change, but certainly not the change Hela and Loki need.

Hela could indeed do something for Loki, whether it was because of old feelings or because she was being manipulated, she did it.

But don't forget that she is a god and the lord of hell. In her heart, only herself is the most important.

In fact, obtaining Tyr's flesh and blood and turning him into the goddess of death is not the most effective. The best choice should be Thor.

Thor was chopped off, transformed through the plot continuity gem and sent back to the ancient times. It is undoubtedly a super weapon for Loki today. Or you can kill Frigga and transform her, which will also work wonders for Loki.

It's just that Su Ming doesn't want to make things happen. It doesn't seem necessary at the moment, but it's easy for him and Odin to kill Liang Zi.

The root of everything is just Loki. The problem starts with Loki and ends best with him.

There is only a marginal person like Tire who will not hurt anyone after killing him and will not touch the bottom line of all parties. However, he can serve as a provider of body and soul, and his strength is not bad. He can just restrain the power of Leah. Hella.

"But Tyr is also your enemy. He will remember that you killed him, and he will also remember me. Even if he returns to the ancient times, he will not attack me."

Hela pointed out the loophole, or rather, Tyr's dog-licking nature.

She knew very well about the obedience and cowardice of licking dogs. It was true that Tyr was the God of War, but she was the goddess in Tyr's heart. How could a person hurt the goddess in his heart?

Su Ming shook his head. He had expected this a long time ago: "This city is so empty, but your memories are not fierce enough. Have you forgotten what kind of place Hell's Border is? As long as I throw his soul into the ancient gods How long can he maintain his sanity amid endless whispers?”

"...."

Indeed, if one's thoughts cannot connect with one another, how can one discern others?

"To be honest, I really want to see the crazy Tyr transformed into a human being while shouting 'Hela, Hela!' and then killing you called Leah. It has a kind of imperfect beauty like Shakespeare's drama. ....."

Su Ming flicked the ash from his cigarette and sat on the armrest on the other side of the throne. He spoke calmly and turned Tyr's head so that his face faced Hela.

Hela was silent for a long time, and she finally squeezed out a few words through her teeth.

"It turns out that Odin is you, and you are the real devil. You are unwilling to pay the price to be the lord of hell, so you choose to be the one who controls hell behind the scenes... What do you want?"

The mysterious guest on the side twitched his ears, but did not make any reaction. This must be Hela's instigation. She did not feel that she had paid a price. On the contrary, living with the teacher was the most enjoyable.

"Simple, whatever happens in the Nine Realms this time, you must treat it as if it never happened. You must not reveal any information to anyone, and you must not help Loki and Thor in the future... I will not use this method. "

Hela frowned in confusion. This condition was surprisingly easy. She didn't even have to do anything, she could just treat it as a matter of course.

"Only in this way?"

"Only in this way."

"No other conditions attached?"

"No, actually if you hadn't sided with Loki this time, I would have been quite willing to discuss other business with you."

Su Ming looked into her eyes sincerely and said slowly.

Vanaheim's agriculture is underdeveloped, mainly due to a lack of nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium. There is not much in the underworld, but there are enough bodies and ashes of the deceased, which are all natural gold.

Hela looked at Deathstroke's "sincere" eyes. She didn't know whether to believe it or not. After all, the conditions were too favorable, like a trap.

Su Ming is not in a hurry, because Hela has no other choice. Even if she can return to the ancient times to help her past self, the mysterious guest can also do it. At worst, they will continue to compete on the timeline.

Sure enough, Hela didn't hesitate too much. She nodded lightly: "I can agree to the conditions, but I don't believe you."

"Limited trust is okay, but unlimited trust is stupid. You are a smart woman and know how to take care of yourself." Su Ming nodded, and he waved Hamil over: "Of course, the world is also prepared for smart people. Prepare, isn’t this what contracts and contracts are for?”

Hela gasped violently for a few times. She felt a little difficult to breathe. The death knell seemed to have been prepared for a long time: "Who will you choose to witness our contract?"

"Did Loki only tell you that my name is Deathstroke, but not that I am the Supreme Mage of the main dimension? Haha... Yes, do you still need to ask?"

As Su Ming tilted his head, the shadow of the Trinity Weishan Emperor summoned by Hamil immediately appeared in the ruins of the throne room, waiting to witness the oath.

"Damn Loki..." Hela smiled bitterly and put a black bloody handprint on the contract that Deathstroke had prepared.

She felt betrayed, betrayed in every sense of the word.

The whole thing was like a dream, and she began to think about whether helping Loki was also an arrangement in his story?

But there's no answer to that either.

Su Ming put away the contract with satisfaction. Hela had settled the matter, and it was a peaceful settlement. She would still have a role to play in the future, and she would be needed in the next Ragnarok.

It is easy to let the mysterious guest kill her and occupy the underworld, but the hole created will have to be filled by Su Ming in the future. This is Chi Guoguo's loss, and he cannot kill people just for the sake of temporary pleasure.

Su Ming took out the cloak from his pocket and threw it back to Hela. The woman looked breathless and weak. People who didn't know the situation would have thought that Su Ming had done something to the living corpse.

"Put it on. I will help you keep this secret of yours, as long as you don't choose to be hostile to me next time... This is not in the contract, so it can be regarded as a late meeting gift."

The moment Hela touched the green cloak, half of her rotten body recovered instantly, and her whole body gained strength.

She did not rush to put on the cloak, but thought about it.

There is no need for Su Ming to waste time here. He should leave immediately after finishing the matter and do not stay at the crime scene. This is also the basic quality of a mercenary.

"Mysterious guest, Shadow World Tree."

He named the destination.