Godslayer in the comic world

Chapter 293 Revenge!Legion of the Undead

This is a dusty history.

To be honest, a hero who has achieved dominance always has a dark history of one kind or another when starting a business.

Sif doesn't know anything about this dark history that existed before her birth, but that doesn't mean she lacks vision.

From the perspective of ordinary people, this is just a huge morgue, and every corpse is placed on a white jade platform that looks like a coffin.

In the vision of the gods, Sif clearly saw that the spiritual light lingering on the corpses was so concentrated that the concentration of spiritual power even surpassed most of the active Asgardian centurions.

Even if you don't look at their old armor that has turned black and is even covered with verdigris, you can tell from the armor style of Asgard that has not changed for tens of thousands of years that these undead warriors were all generals in their lifetime!
Not to mention that in the west of the underground palace, the corpse of a giant wolf as large as a hill was lying there quietly, waiting for the master's call in the dead silence.

Anger is also feeling: it is too huge, far bigger than what someone saw in the movie.Just a wolf claw is as big as a well-known Leopard II tank on Earth.Although it is not as huge as in the myth, "it is said that when it opens its mouth, its upper and lower jaws can withstand the sky and the earth", but with this size, it is absolutely correct to say that it is a giant.

"Hiss!" Sif gasped.

For a moment, she almost wanted to draw her sword and point at Kratos, because to hand such a terrifying army into the hands of an Outer God, it was undoubtedly a bet on the lives of the people and soldiers of Asgard Play with fire.

But she and the whole clan couldn't afford to lose.

Interestingly, Ange noticed Sif's psychological changes sensitively. Watching Sif subconsciously put her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, feeling the fleeting momentum, Ange smiled, He raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"What? Afraid that I will master this army of death and it will be bad for Asgard?"

Anger's teasing was really cold, so cold that Sif felt a trance feeling like her blood was congealed instantly.She was really afraid that the next thing he would say would be 'Congratulations, you guessed it. 'What.

Her whole body was numb, and she didn't know how to answer the conversation better.

Afraid?

She is really afraid.

Intellectually, she forced herself to calm down again, because the foreign god in front of her had an excellent reputation, and everyone believed him.

In this way, Ange walked over with the eternal flame in his left hand, and his right hand lightly rested on her left shoulder armor.

"Everyone knows the truth, why don't we make a bet."

"What bet?" Gambling is the favorite program of the Asa Protoss, and the wild Protoss warriors can bet with almost everything.When the other party mentioned this, Sif felt relieved.

Anger's smirk became more obvious: "I have no intention of possessing this powerful and terrifying army that makes the Asgardians feel uncomfortable for a long time. If I really use them to help you through this crisis this time, after you arrive on Earth How about a date with me?"

After a short moment of astonishment, the expression on Sif's heroic face was wonderful.

There are tensions, small angers, accidents, and small joys.

The colorful mood created complex expressions, and finally she laughed heartily: "Okay! It's a deal."

An Ge tilted his head, winked for a moment, and then flipped his hands, the flames immediately turned into a strange green.Sif stared at Angor, watching him slam the Eternal Flame on the floor.

puff!
A group of green flames turned into a translucent shock wave and spread towards the surroundings. If you look down at it, you will feel that it is an expanding donut.

It has nothing to do with sweetness or anything.

There are only horrors, and... exploits!
"Crack clap!"

The dead bones who had been silent for tens of thousands of years suddenly reacted, and the ghostly flame poured into their souls, awakening them from the ancient dream.

Plenty of dust fell from the gaps between their rusty bones, and then they stood up in various unimaginable postures, holding broken weapons that were still full of gaps.

"Quack, crackling." Their jaws kept trembling, almost falling off their skulls.The flickering fire in their eye sockets and their mute mouths express the same meaning——

Who are you? ?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The world-destroying giant wolf Fenrir also woke up from hell. It opened its big mouth that could easily bite the deck of a space carrier, revealing its ferocious fangs.

When an animal bares its fangs, it often means it is ready to attack.

At this moment, no matter how big Sif's heart is, she still has strong unease.

Ange opened his arms high, as if he was going to hug Fenrir in the next second, his voice echoed in the dark temple of death: "The powerful death wolf Fenrir, the warriors of the death army, I know You are wondering why it is not your most loyal master, the goddess of death, Hela, who wakes you up."

Ange's voice silenced the undead.They express their anger with a sudden fire of the soul.He was also puzzled because his power actually came from this strange god.

Ange didn't whet their appetites, and announced the answer on the spot: "The reason is of course——Hela was murdered by [Big Snake] Yemengade!"

The voice fell.

"Aw—" the huge demon wolf let out an extremely rough howl.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho!" Countless death warriors knocked their sword hilts to the ground, expressing their inner dissatisfaction and anger in the most primitive way.

For a while, the noise in the Asgard's treasure house made the guards of Asgard who were nervously evacuating the people above couldn't help feeling nervous.

Hogan gritted his teeth: "Stay vigilant, but give priority to evacuating the people."

"Understood." The guards were uneasy, and many of them looked over there uncontrollably.They were very worried that Asgard would have to face an unexpected attack before Yermungandr came.

Yet their worst fears did not materialize.

Under the treasure house of Asgard.

"This is not a lie! When you see Jormungandr, you will really feel who killed Hela!" Ange faced Fenrir's eyes burning with cold anger, and said seriously: " And I am an Outer God who has inherited part of Hella's power. All I can give you is a chance for revenge. Do you want to seize this opportunity, or disobey me and turn into meaningless dry bones again? Choose!"

The violent anger of the wolf Fenrir and the soldiers of the Death Army was connected through the soul, surging into Ange's soul.

If he was an ordinary person, it is estimated that just the forward of this surge of soul would be enough to drive him out of his wits.

Fortunately, after becoming a god, his soul power also grew exponentially.

Within 2 minutes, the undead calmed down.

This is……

The silence before the storm.

Helpless obedience for revenge.

(End of this chapter)