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Chapter 1269 Little Stepfather

The darkness shrouded by black hair dissipated, but Hela did not appear before his eyes.

The hostess of the underworld would never miss her favorite dinner time. Blaze looked towards the throne where Hela was sitting. Although she had a blank expression on her face, her hands had deformed the armrests of the throne.

Blaze looked at Hela, and after a moment of silence, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You knew what was going to happen, why didn't you get out of the way?"

It was a vibration that even the underworld of Helheim could feel. The upheaval had not yet begun, and Ouroboros could dodge it if it wanted to.

“Because it says I can’t hide.” Fresh red blood flowed from the corners of Hela’s mouth, and she bit her lips to pieces.

"Not only because I promised you, but also because of those strangers who built a defense line on its body. It can't hide away."

"Damn it, what about this!" Blaze took out the holy sword and scabbard, "If the Ouroboros is protected by the scabbard, can it survive..."

Blaze dropped his hands. This was meaningless. Turning the world upside down was not as simple as creating a light wall that cut through the world. Instead, the world would rotate, and the two ocean world territories of World F would enter World U.

Hela looked up at the gray sky. Ouroboros did not give her any answer. Silence was the best answer.

[It's settled, we each stick to our own positions]

“Blazer, this is not the place you should be now.” Hela slowly stood up and reached out to press back the holy sword and scabbard in Blazer’s hand. “I’m going to watch Balder to prevent him from taking the opportunity to escape from Helm’s Underworld.”

"And you should stay in your territory and focus on doing what you do best - defeating monsters and striving for a good ending."

"Ouroboros..."

“Don’t worry.” Hela patted Blaze’s back gently. “The snake won’t die. It will just feel pain.”

"Go and torture the man who hurt my brother for me, and then send him to see me in Helm."

Blaze nodded silently, and the chicken appeared with a person on her back.

"Yo." Herbie jumped off the chicken's back and greeted Blaze.

Seeing Blaze's bad expression, Herbie stood on tiptoe and reached out to pinch Blaze's face.

"Don't look so sad. Do you know how many indicators I got in the Abyss Hunting Festival? It broke the historical record. Kullene is beginning to worry that no one will remember him as the hero behind the scenes in the future, and he is clamoring to make a comeback." Herbie made Blaze smile. "If we beat the opponent badly, it's one win. If we make the opponent cry after losing, it's two wins. Finally, if we don't cry, it's a complete victory."

"I prefer perfection. I won't feel comfortable if I don't win completely. If I can solve that mess with you here, I will pass the game with the highest score. Don't hold me back."

As soon as Hebie opened his mouth, he spoke a lot of words without stopping in between. Not only was Blazer stunned, but even Hela beside him was shocked.

Despite its small body, it has an amazing lung capacity.

"So, get in your car and complete the final challenge." Herbie patted the chicken and raised his chin towards Blaze.

Blaze was led by Herbie and had to ride on the chicken's back.

"how about you?"

"You sit in the small one, and I'll sit in the big one over there." Hebie put Odin's pirate hat on her head.

Flames burst out from the ground of Helm's underworld, turning from dark green to dazzling red, and an extremely huge ghost ship slowly sailed out of the sea of ​​fire. [Death Ship Nagilfar LV400]

"Giants are indeed a disaster. A sudden giant will destroy the world. But we are no longer who we were in the past. We are building new walls every day. Even if a giant comes, we will be tripped." Herby wiped his nose proudly. "I didn't expect that its first appearance would be in a high-end game."

"Oh!! This is indeed a big one!" Blaze exhaled softly, and when he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if there was a raging fire burning in them.

"Then I'll leave first."

The chicken suddenly spread its wings and rushed into the sky with Blaze on its back. She just flapped her wings slightly and it seemed as if she tore through the space and disappeared into this world of death.

"The third generation of One-Eye and his mount that can set foot on any corner of the world?" Hela muttered to herself as she looked at the place where Blaze and the chicken disappeared, and then fell into a long silence.

A little bit of cold sweat broke out on her forehead because Herbie was staring at her. "Stare" might not be accurate enough, the more accurate word is "examine", an examination from head to toe.

"No shoes."

Hela had never worn shoes since she was born, and had even stepped on many things to death, but as soon as Herbie spoke, she shyly hid her feet under her skirt.

"Disheveled."

Because of the excessive consumption of the dead's [hunger], Hela's body in the past had always been in an abnormal state of being too fat and too thin. She had never paid much attention to her clothes, and of course with her personality, she would not care about such things.

But as soon as Hebie opened her mouth, she subconsciously adjusted the hem of her skirt, but unfortunately she was not good at it, and her skirt was torn instead. She lowered her head guiltily.

Hela was helpless about her reaction. There was no way. Herbie was her second-generation father. She had tried hard not to care, but she could not decide her body's instincts.

The unusual problem with her body as a god is that she is the daughter of Loki, and this fact is recorded as her origin in the form of a totem in the underworld of Helm.

Fortunately, as a mortal now, Hebie is not sensitive to this relationship. Now she is just a simple partner. I hope she can make the image of the mistress of the underworld more dignified.

“Ahem—” Hela coughed lightly, feeling that she should at least make her attitude clear.

Clap, clap—Hebi clapped his hands twice, and the butler Gunrat and the maid Gunraot appeared instantly. They respectfully took the huge piece of silk and the complete collection of Giant Kingdom costumes that Hebi took out from the warehouse.

"Make a few more sets of clothes for your queen according to the above designs."

"Understood!" The male servant Gunrat answered Hebi at an extremely fast speed, and the female servant Ganglaot was even more energetic, with stars in her eyes.

"I've wanted a large dress-up doll for a long time!"

“You two!?” Hela’s emotions rarely fluctuated as she watched these two old servants who had followed her since childhood betray her.

“Okay, it’s time for me to leave too.” Hebie adjusted her pirate hat. She didn’t know why she cared so much about Hela. Perhaps she was used to dealing with these troublesome and eccentric "young ladies".

"Do not neglect etiquette."

Hela subconsciously raised her head and chest, and then she heard laughter from the sky. Her face turned red immediately, and she raised her fist and waved it towards the sky of Helheim.

"What are you laughing at? You're about to be chopped into pieces and you're still laughing! You black-bellied snake!"

(End of this chapter)