Chapter 392
The song of the Vikings echoes in the underworld.
The aurora shining in the night sky, accompanied by the chanting of the Valkyrie, mourns the great goddess of death!
A blazing dazzling white light, riding on the echoing ancient songs, riding the shining aurora, like a meteor that bestows the blessing of the oracle, cut through the sky of the underworld of Helheim, and slammed into the closed eyes and waited for death. Hella.
However, right now!
However, I saw an unparalleled ray of light suddenly rising from the horizon in the extreme distance. At a speed several times that of a white meteor, it swept across the sky with a vast light of light, and rushed to Hela at the critical moment!
The blazing dazzling white streamer directly hit the light and shadow!
rumbling————
Thousands of miles of sea of clouds rolled like a waterfall, like a thousand thunders roaring.
A huge abyss, spreading for thousands of miles, spreads from the sky above the underworld to the depths of the horizon.
The aftermath of the mighty spiritual pressure collision seems to have thousands of celestial rivers flowing down in unison, and the momentum is as huge as the explosion of thunder, and it spreads thousands of miles, stretching mountains and flat earth. , seemed to be overturned by an indescribable mighty force and oscillated.
this moment.
Brunhilde, Broken Bee, Hitsugaya Toshiro looked up at the sky.
I only felt that the sky and the earth trembled and the void shattered, unprecedented drastic changes, and the scope of the spread was so wide that it was unimaginable!
After a while.
The dazzling light dimmed, and the mighty momentum gradually subsided.
The imagined death did not come, and Hela opened her eyes suspiciously.
The scene that caught her eye was Baldur's calm eyes and a pure white blade running through his chest.
clap la la...
The blood of the gods sprinkled into the sky like magma, enveloping the entire icy land with smoky smoke.
"Badr... why?"
Hela's brain instantly became blank.
She never expected that it would be Baldur who came forward to save her.
In fact, in Odin's big family, as the oldest eldest sister, Hela's relationship with Balder was not good. It can even be described as poor, after all, one is a goddess who brings death to all things, and the other is a god who symbolizes light and life.
Because of this, she was shocked and puzzled.
"Oh, stop being selfish."
Bader raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and said, "Don't forget, I'm just here to seek death, not to save you."
Hearing this, Hela showed a touch of relief.
The dream that Balder had been asking for in his life was just to beg someone to give him a death to get rid of Frigga's "curse", and now he took the initiative to block this sword for her, just to fulfill his dream.
But the result may be destined to disappoint him!
Frigga's blessing magic is definitely not something that ordinary people can decipher.
Maybe in this world,
Only God King Odin can do it, but how could he kill his own son with his own hands?
"Useless... Baldr."
There was a bit of bitterness on Haila's face, and she bit her lip and said, "Even this man's sword can't kill you."
"No...Hella."
Baldur's face was calm, he looked down at the pure white blade, and there was a look of relief in his eyes: "I can feel that my soul is dissipating, and your sword contains a very strange power... ..it could kill me!"
The latter sentence was obviously addressed to Lorde.
"Ah, you guessed it right."
Lorde slowly pulled the pure white blade away, vibrating the knife to shake off the scalding divine blood, and said in a calm voice: "Even the blessing of the queen of the sky, Frigga, cannot stop the power of the soul. !"
The power of the Quincy is the natural enemy of all souls!
Compared with the mildness shown by the power of the Death God, the power of the Quincy is the performance of destruction and extinction!
"As expected, it's no wonder that I can feel... the pain." Badr nodded clearly, feeling his life passing little by little, and a satisfied smile formed on the corners of his lips: "Finally. …I can finally be relieved, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart, Lord Carr."
"Bader...you..."
Hela's pupils trembled slightly, her heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible big hand, and the severe pain spread throughout her body: "You...you are lying to me, right? You are the god of light and have the blessing of Frigga. , how could it be possible to die under this sword?"
Hela, who thought that even if she watched Balder die, would not have the slightest turbulence in her heart, but at this moment, she suddenly felt an absurd feeling, an unpleasant feeling that could not be described in words, which made her unable to accept this fact.
"Almost forgot......"
Badr grinned suddenly, looked at Lord and said: "It stands to reason that one life is lost, since you took my life, I hope you can let Hela die, anyway, she can't get out of this prison, How are you feeling?"
Lorde frowned slightly and said, "Is this your request?"
"Forget it, after all, no matter what...she is my eldest sister." Balder laughed.
"Pardon me for refusing."
In Balder's expectant gaze, Lord shook his head and said, "Although I have no grudges against Hela, she and my subordinate Brunhild are deadly grudges, so I can't spare her. ."
"Valkyrie..." Baldur knew about this, so he turned his attention to Brunhilde and asked, "That Valkyrie, I will use my life and liberate the souls of all Valkyries. , to change Hela's life, is that okay?"
Brynhild was slightly startled, and looked at Lord subconsciously.
"It's your choice."
Lorde smiled and said indifferently: "As my subordinate, I respect your wishes and don't need to worry too much."
No matter what choice Brunhilde makes, it doesn't actually have any impact on the overall situation.
The Valkyrie Legion, the will of Hell in Helheim, and Fenrir who devoured gods... It doesn't matter whether Hela lives or dies, what matters is that he has already got what he wants. !
Seeing that Brunhilde was still hesitating, Balder said solemnly: "My God of Light, bestows the supreme glory on the Valkyrie Legion, and you are all my dependents, and you can hold the oath of light!"
The oath of light is a unique oath.
Those who hold this oath are equivalent to the retinue of the God of Light, possessing the power of his light.
This is a promise and a prayer for Baldr.
The dying, the last request.
Brunhilde slowly exhaled and whispered, "I...forgive Hela."
Balder retracted his gaze contentedly, and then looked at Lord with determination, waiting for him to make a decision.
"In that case..."
Lorde narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the blade in his hand, and the blazing white light wings behind him slowly disappeared: "Then as you wish, I will spare Hela's life."
"Hahahahaha..."
Satisfied, Balder closed his eyes and laughed.
The laughter was filled with an indescribable heroic and free and easy feeling.
Immortality is not a blessing, but a curse!
His tongue, unable to taste the taste of any food.
His skin could not feel the warmth and cold of the climate.
In his heart, he could not feel the joy and sorrow of love.
Like a living dead, looking forward to the moment of liberation.
Now, it's finally here!
"Ah... is this the death and forgetting?"
"Finally... freed!!!"
Balder felt the ease that he had never felt before, and the whole person seemed to be flying into the clouds, with a satisfied smile on his face, and finally closed his eyes slowly, the breath of life gradually disappeared.
【ding~】
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