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Chapter 296 Let's Have a Baby

Ding! Ding! Ding! Bang! Ding—

The sounds of swords clashing echoed incessantly, occasionally punctuated by the sharp crack of gunfire, which seemed particularly abrupt.

In a short time, the two had exchanged nearly a hundred blows.

Their speed was outrageous; ordinary people couldn't even see their movements clearly. They could only see the sparks flashing wildly in the darkness and the sound of bones being blown away by the blast wave.

The two didn't use any fancy moves; it was all high-speed, head-on clashes of offense and defense. Every strike was straightforward and purely a battle of numbers.

However, since both of them were numerically unreliable, neither of them gained much advantage after a fierce battle.

Hela deflected Du Mu's slash with her sword, using the momentum to retreat several steps, her tone carrying a hint of condescending admiration.

"Mortal, your strength is not bad. Although my strength is far from its peak now, you can still hold your own against me for so long, which makes you a rare opponent."

"I can give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and submit to me, and I leave Helheim and personally return to Asgard to seize the throne, I will appoint you as the Grand Marshal of Asgard, second only to the king."

Hela raised her chin and glared at people with her nostrils flared.

His arrogant and condescending demeanor is somewhat similar to Loki's; one might mistake them for siblings.

However, it seems that Odin and his children are all like this.

Thor, that stubborn, big oaf, seems more like someone Odin picked up from outside.

Du Mu chuckled: "You think you're Qin Shi Huang? I'll give you a chance. Now kneel down and open your mouth... no, slap yourself, or I'll turn Helheim into a cesspool of the Nine Realms."

"court death!"

Hela's eyes were icy cold. She wiped her head with both hands, and instantly a spiked helmet appeared on her head.

Du Mu chuckled: "This look is truly befitting of a troublemaker from Asgard."

"Wait until I cut off your hands and feet, then let's see if you can still talk so much."

Hela snorted coldly, raised her hands, and several jet-black short blades shot out towards Du Mu.

Du Mu stomped his foot on the ground and leaped into the air, dodging the incoming black short blade. He then delivered a standard mage downward slash, raising his sword and bringing it down on Hela's head.

Hela did not dodge; she drew another black sword and easily parried the incoming blade.

He immediately closed in, his sword flashing with deadly sword shadows, his speed increasing even further.

Du Mu withstood the barrage of attacks head-on, feeling the terrifying force emanating from the sword blade, and narrowed his eyes.

Clearly, Hela's strength has increased significantly after becoming a troublemaker, making her difficult to withstand even with his attributes.

"You think you can transform?"

Du Mu raised his hand and wiped his face, instantly covering it with a strangely patterned mask. At the same time, he changed into a white robe, and his aura surged dramatically, with all his attributes reaching their maximum.

Hela was slightly startled when she noticed the growing aura emanating from Du Mu.

But she didn't have time to think it through and immediately held her sword in front of her.

Clang!

A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded as the two weapons collided violently, sparks flying everywhere.

Both of them were forced back several steps.

They exchanged a glance, and the next second they clashed again at an even faster speed, erupting into an even more intense battle.

At this moment, the ground beneath their feet, covered with bones, was directly shattered layer by layer by the two enormous forces, and bone dust mixed with air currents surged up, causing the surrounding air quality to plummet.

Fortunately, both of them were covered by an energy shield that kept out all the dust particles in the air, so there was no need to worry about bone dust getting into their lungs.

The crisp sounds of swords clashing echoed one after another, almost in rapid succession.

"Awesome! So awesome! Keep going! Don't stop!"

Hela was a born fighting maniac.

Having been cooped up in this godforsaken place called Helheim for over a thousand years, she finally encountered an opponent who could go toe-to-toe with her, and the long-lost passion for battle ignited her completely.

"Don't say things that could be misunderstood."

Du Mu muttered to himself as he barely managed to fend off Hela's attacks.

There was nothing Hela could do; the more she fought, the more frenzied she became, until finally she simply abandoned defense and focused all her energy on attacking.

Even if it means enduring his attacks, you must tear a bloody gash in his body.

With such a reckless fighting style, the battle situation immediately turned in Hela's favor, and he was forced to retreat step by step.

"That crazy woman."

Looking at Hela's crazy state, Du Mu couldn't help but curse.

This isn't some goddess of death, she's clearly a crazy, eccentric woman.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing himself becoming increasingly passive, Du Mu was truly enraged and decided to abandon his defensive stance, engaging in a battle of attrition with Hela.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds on the two of them multiplied, and blood spurted everywhere along the sword blades.

Hela, being an Asgardian goddess, possessed extraordinary self-healing abilities; the wounds on her body healed almost completely in no time.

However, Du Mu remained completely unperturbed.

Every time he struck Hela with his sword, the ring on his hand would glow faintly, and a surge of pure life energy would immediately flow throughout his body, rapidly repairing his wounds.

[Equipment: Vampire Ring (Damage dealt to enemy targets can be converted into a certain amount of health to replenish the user; the target of absorption is limited to intelligent beings, with no racial restrictions)]

With this ring in hand, Du Mu is least afraid of this kind of desperate fighting style that trades injuries for injuries.

As the fight continued, Hela finally realized something was wrong. Her brow furrowed, she demanded sharply, "What have you done to me? Why is my life force constantly draining away?"

Du Mu naturally wouldn't tell her the truth, and casually said, "Who knows? Maybe your period is coming to visit you."

Hela: "?"

She didn't understand what Du Mu meant, but she knew it certainly wasn't something nice.

Anger surged to the top of his head.

Hela immediately changed tactics, no longer targeting the upper three paths with her sword, but focusing on the lower three paths, with every move aimed at Xiao Dumu.

This is normal; such moves are often very effective in combat.

"Holy shit!"

Du Mu could tolerate it, but young Du Mu could not. He immediately turned his sword around and swung it at Hela's face as well.

As for why he didn't attack Hela's two key points, Du Mu said that the key points were too small and not easy to hit.

But Du Mu clearly lost out in this confrontation.

Hela, that crazy woman, doesn't care about her face at all. Anyway, she has self-healing ability, so even if her face is slashed all over, she can recover in the blink of an eye.

But Du Mu was different.

Even if he could recover, he didn't want to leave a sword hanging there; he might as well just cut it off to cure him permanently.

"Alright, alright, is this how you play? Then don't blame me for being unsportsmanlike."

Du Mu gritted his teeth and sneered. Several pitch-black tentacles instantly surged out from behind him, each wrapped with a variety of weapons.

"Funny, fun!"

When Hela saw this scene, she showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, her excitement only intensified.

The next second, several black tentacles surrounded Hela from all directions, carrying various weapons and attacking her simultaneously.

Hela laughed wildly, gripping a black longsword in each hand and wielding it to create an impenetrable curtain of swords, blocking the vast majority of attacks. Only a few stray strikes managed to land on her.

But she didn't care; it was just a minor, fatal wound, nothing serious.

Taking advantage of the moment, she quickly withdrew and created distance. With a sudden flick of her wrists, countless black blades shot out, heading straight for Du Mu's face.

The black tentacles around Du Mu danced rapidly, making a series of crisp clanging sounds, blocking all the incoming sword blades.

Suddenly, he felt a strange movement under his feet and immediately leaped into the air.

Bang!

The next moment, a long, black blade suddenly emerged from the ground and thrust upwards.

Du Mu's chrysanthemum tightened at the sight: "What a vicious trick!"

Before he could even land safely, black blades burst forth from the ground beneath his feet, like a dense forest of steel spears, instantly sealing off all his footing.

Rocket backpack!

A metal backpack suddenly appeared behind Du Mu, its tail spewing out a powerful gust of air, lifting his body, which was about to fall, back into the air.

Taking advantage of the upward momentum, he immediately changed direction and swooped straight down towards Hela.

Upon seeing this, Hela immediately raised her sword and held it horizontally in front of her, preparing to block.

Illumination!

In an instant, an extremely dazzling white light exploded, directly illuminating this dark land that had never seen the sun for thousands of years.

"what!"

Hela felt a white blur before her eyes, and a piercing pain instantly swept over them.

Helheim is a place where there is no light all year round. Hela had long been used to the endless darkness. This was the first time in thousands of years that she had encountered such intense light, which was comparable to the midday sun. She could not bear it.

She instinctively closed her eyes, and her originally steady and accurate blocking motion became slightly distorted.

"A great opportunity!"

A glint flashed in Du Mu's eyes, and he abruptly changed his move, switching from a slash to a throw.

He assumed a javelin-throwing stance, gripped the hilt of his longsword, and with a sudden burst of muscle in his right arm, threw it with all his might!

Whoosh!

The longsword transformed into a blur, carrying a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and flew straight toward Hela's heart.

Hela sensed something was wrong and dodged, but it was too late.

The sword pierced straight through her shoulder blade, and the immense force propelled her backward at high speed, pinning her hard against the giant rock behind her.

Although Hela possessed an amazing physique, this attack still took its toll on her, causing blood to spill from her mouth.

"You despicable bastard! You actually used magic to launch a sneak attack!"

Hela gritted her teeth, and the veins on her forehead bulged.

"Nonsense! What else would I, a dignified mage, use if not magic?"

Du Mu held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, with a rocket backpack on his back, and spoke with righteous indignation.

Hela's lips twitched: "Bullshit! What about you makes you look like a mage?!"

Du Mu scoffed, "That's because you're inexperienced. Your brother Loki is also a melee mage who loves to stab people's kidneys with a dagger. Your second brother Thor's kidneys are almost riddled with holes by him. His nightlife is really worrying. He'll probably have to adopt a child like his father did."

"Such a good thing?!"

Upon hearing this, Hela disregarded her injuries and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face.

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Du Mu raised an eyebrow, looking utterly bewildered: "You're so happy that your brother's kidney was damaged?"

"Of course I'm happy!"

Hela burst into laughter on the spot, laughing so hard she almost fell over, completely ignoring the bleeding from the wound on her shoulder blade.

"But you just said that Thor is Odin's biological son, and Loki was just an adopted child!"

"Now that Thor, the rightful heir, has had his kidneys damaged, affecting his fertility, he is destined to be unable to sit on the throne of Asgard. Loki, an outsider bastard, is even less likely to sit on it."

"In that case, that old man Odin has no successor at all. Don't you think that's something to be happy about?"

Du Mu listened, speechless. "Even if neither of them can take over, it's not your turn. What are you so happy about?"

"No!"

Hela's eyes gleamed with wisdom: "According to Asgardian succession rules, the throne must be left to the legitimate descendants of the royal family."

"so what?"

"So as long as I have descendants, that old bastard Odin will have no choice but to obediently relinquish the throne!"

Hela became increasingly excited as she spoke: "That old bastard Odin won't let me succeed to the throne, but if I give birth to a legitimate member of the royal family, he can only pass the throne to my child. If my child inherits the throne, then it's the same as me inheriting the throne!"

Good guy!

You're a real genius for coming up with such a crooked idea!

Du Mu raised an eyebrow: "But didn't you say before that you were going to personally return to Asgard to seize the throne?"

"I've changed my mind."

Hela grinned, her face contorted with madness: "Seizing the throne myself? What's more amusing than Odin begging me to relinquish it?"

"He betrayed me back then, imprisoning me in this hellish place for thousands of years. By the time I can get out, he'll be long dead. I won't even have the chance to kill him with my own hands. If I don't do this, how can I quell the hatred that has been burning in my heart for thousands of years!"

This family is truly loving father and filial son.

Du Mu sighed inwardly, then asked curiously, "Will Odin die if you go out?"

Hela corrected her, "I can only leave after Odin dies. I'm not afraid to tell you, I was sealed here by Odin's divine power. Only when he dies can the divine power completely dissipate, and only then can I regain my freedom."

"I see."

Du Mu suddenly realized and said, "Then here's the question: since you can only leave after Odin dies, how are you going to have a child here?"

Hella: —

That seems to make sense.

Helheim is devoid of any living beings, let alone any human beings.

Although she is a god, she still understands some biological principles and cannot reproduce asexually.

Hela froze for a full half minute before suddenly raising her head, her eyes flashing with an alarming light, and staring intently at Du Mu in front of her.

"Are you a man?"

Du Mu: "???"

No, what the hell do you mean by that?

Du Mu said irritably, "What, do you want me to take off my pants to prove it to you?"

Hela ignored Du Mu's words and said firmly, "In that case, let's have a child!"

Du Mu: "???"

When I type a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that you have a problem.

He, Du, has played so many games, what outrageous scenes haven't he seen?

But this was the first time he had ever seen a plot where a child was suddenly born during a fight.

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