Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 364

"Helheim?"

Lorde was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't respond.

Because of the serious injury, his brain is a little confused now, so he can't remember where this Helheim is, but it feels a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere!

"Helheim, also known as Helheim."

The woman looked deeply at him, and then slowly said: "It seems that you are not Asgardian, otherwise how could you not know, what Helheim represents Meaning."

Helheim? Helheim!

Lorde looked slightly startled, as if a lightning flashed across his chaotic brain, he remembered it instantly!

It turns out that this is Helheim, one of the Nordic Nine Realms, and the ruler of the Land of the Dead is the Goddess of Death Hela who was suppressed by Odin tens of thousands of years ago!

It seems that God has favored him for throwing him here.

After knowing where he was, Lorde relaxed a little. Helheim where Hela was located was the only one. He was barely able to accept the result, at least much better than the Seven Deadly Sins Demon King and Mephisto.

"Looking at you, you don't seem to be worried."

The woman's intuition was very sharp, and she found that Lorde seemed to be relaxed, and she couldn't help asking with some doubts: "This is the dead person. Don't you feel sad that no one can leave here?"

"Because this is the best situation for me." Lorde recalled the dark void of boundless , with a bitter smile on his face, and said, "At least you can still see living people here, which is much better than where I stayed before."

"I'm not a living person."

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The woman's eyes showed a touch of sadness, but soon after it was hidden again, and she turned to lightly said with a smile: "What can be worse than Helheim, I suddenly started to wonder, where are you from? It's here."

"Trust me, you won't want to go." Lorde pulled the corners of his chapped lips. This is a typical example of not being beaten by society. He'd rather die than die. Go back again.

"Okay, it sounds really bad."

The woman seemed to understand nodded, so she didn't ask any further questions, staring at Lorde with big dark eyes , asked: "I think you should need help. If you continue to stay in this kind of place, you will become nether beast shit."

"Thank you so much, I just need help." Lorde didn't refuse. First, he was too injured to move, and secondly, it was really unsafe here. It was better to follow this woman than to freeze here.

“No thanks.”

The woman bent down and picked up Lorde with one hand, then slung him against her shoulders as if it were cargo.

Lorde: "..."

This feeling of being carried by someone seems a bit strange.

But thinking about it carefully now that I am a wounded person, I am not qualified to ask for so much from others, so I can only endure it for a while.

The woman dragged the giant beast weighing thousands of pounds in one hand, Lorde on her shoulders in the other, and then moved towards one direction in the blizzard with her two long, round legs.

The sky is full of snow and ice.

The two advanced for dozens of kilometers, and

finally came to a cave under a cliff.

The cave is very deep, and there are scattered skeletons of various Beasts, also thick velvet hides are laid on the stone bed, giving people a wonderful feeling of living in prehistoric times, apparently this is her residence!

The woman placed Lorde on the stone bed and turned to deal with the giant bullhorn.

Lorde took a closer look and found that the swordsmanship of the woman is quite good, but after a few breaths, the giant beast of the heavy horns was cut like a duck, and only a pair of solitary horns remained. skeleton.

Also, the silver sword used by women is extraordinary.

The complex pattern engraving on the sword body, as well as the image of the double-winged sword grid, with the sharp silver blade, the overall exudes a gorgeous atmosphere, also the faint magic power is rippling, I think it should be It is from the hand of a certain craftsman.

"What are you looking at?" The woman noticed Lorde's gaze, and her delicate brows frowned slightly.

"Your sword should be a divíne artifact, right?" Lorde asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I picked it up." The woman was expressionless, bowed and picked up dead branches and piled them together, and then slowly started a fire.

For such a lame reason, Lorde didn't dismantle it, just said "You saved my life, tell me your name?"

"My name... "..."

The woman stopped the action of lighting the fire, her long eyelashes moved, her dark eyes flashed an inexplicable look, and said: "Brunnhilde, this is my name, lost person, you What's it called?"

Brunnhilde?

The corner of Lorde's mouth twitched slightly, and he guessed it right!

In the broken place of Helheim, a woman who can wear a broken armor full of sword marks, also a gorgeous divíne artifact, no matter how you think about it, there is only one possibility, and that is the legendary Valkyrie, a branch belonging to Legion, a heroic spirit under Odin's command!

According to rumors, Valkyrie swears to serve the goddess warriors. All of them are brave and good at fighting, and they are all brave. They ride white pegasus and wear silver armor. With their long swords, they cut through the night sky, like north aurora is just as mysterious and beautiful.

As the Valkyrie come to the battlefield, they will bring victory to Asgard.

And it is said that every Norwegian has fantasized about Valkyrie as their dream lover.

"You know me?" Brunnhilde turned around and asked after seeing no response for a long time.

"Just heard of..."

Lorde shook his head quickly and said, "You can call me Lorde."

In view of the fact that In Marvel history, Odin used Valkyrie's life to fill Hela's behavior, so it's better not to admit it, otherwise he can't guarantee that this beautiful Valkyrie will give him a sword after knowing it.

"Lorde? Lodour?"

Hearing this, Brunnhilde looked slightly startled, with a hint of surprise on his beautiful face, half surprised and half vigilant: "You are the one in the legend. The... 'The Seducer' Lorde?"

"...obviously not."

Lorde was a little speechless, but he had expected it There is this day, and he explained: "I have nothing to do with that Norse god, just the same name that's all."

"It makes sense, if it is really K, how could it be reduced to me Go save." Brunnhilde looked thoughtful nodded, inadvertently stabbed a knife in someone's heart, but he continued to set fire without knowing it.

A cluster of flames rises, bringing warmth and light to the cold cave.

Brunnhilde skewered a piece of meat with his sword and roasted it slowly over the fire.

Zizzy...

The zi zi that the meat pieces are roasted oozes oil and emits bursts of aroma.

By the light from the fire, Brunnhilde's eyes were illuminated by the firelight, revealing a trace of imperceptible sadness, as if recalling some unforgettable memory.

"Where are the others?"

Lorde suddenly asked, "There must be many, Valkyrie?"

"All dead."

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Brunnhilde stopped for a while, and after a long silence, he said in a terrifying calm tone: "Valkyrior ... now I'm the only one left, they can't even rest their souls, they become Goddess of Death's puppet."

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