17. The power of the dead: The first retreat

In this way, power and speed actually determine the destructive power you have. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When your power and speed stack up to the extreme, your destructive power will also rise to the extreme.

Dick's speed is fast, almost thunder and lightning jumping, but his lack of strength can't blame him, as a humanoid creature, strength is not his strong point, let alone a guy like Gomm who relies on physical fitness and natural great strength to eat, but MAX's holy energy and near-extreme speed are enough for him to burst out with super damage.

After that flash of silver thunder, Gaum's massive body shook a few times, and then smashed into the ground like a toppled mountain, causing the ground to shake for the last time, raising up dirty dust and blood, and the ground also cracked several times because of the impact of the weight.

However, there was no sign of Dick in sight, until a few seconds later, a dazzling cross star burst through Gohm's body, tearing a wound into the solid but scarred skin, surrounded by burns, and Dick walked out of it, covered in blood, and behind him, the five hearts taller than adults were cut into four pieces at the same time.

No matter how strong the vitality is, it will not be able to survive this kind of injury, unless it does not need a heart to provide energy, but this is impossible, unless it has completely shed the shackles of flesh and blood creatures and promoted to another biological level.

Gohm is still a lot short... Its evolution itself has the flavor of pulling seedlings to help grow, and the Shadow Country has achieved the prestige of this evil beast, but it has also buried its future.

The paladin's left hand waved back, and golden flames spilled from his fingers, and then rose behind him, burning, as if to burn away all darkness and sin.

Dick's body staggered a little against the backdrop of the flames, the beating silver thunder and lightning had disappeared from around his body, and his right hand also had a trace of abnormal twisting and violent trembling, although the final blow killed Gorm, but from the sky, rushed into Gorm's body at that extreme speed, and the instantaneous impact force almost destroyed his right hand.

The strength of the hero's body is not enough to withstand such a terrible impact.

For the first time, the 6 wings of light derived from the Holy Avenger were shattered without running out of time, which also announced the fact that despite having the Holy Energy of MAX, if the energy is not enough, it still cannot be perfectly controlled, just like a faucet, even if it is connected to the endless sea, but the size of the faucet determines how much Holy Energy Dick can spray at one time.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Gom hadn't been disrupted by Dick's first surprise attack, he didn't choose passive defense, but took the initiative to attack, using his huge body and almost full-screen attack magic spit to fight a positional battle with Dick, Gohm wouldn't necessarily lose, and relying on its outrageously strong vitality, he would definitely be able to survive until he returned to the Shadow Country.

Instead of being killed by Dick in one blow in the midst of his embarrassment, Dick had almost healed all the other injuries he inflicted on Gohm except for the first blow and the final severed second head, but it just looked scary.

In other words, this deformed and powerful beast was not lost in combat effectiveness, but in mind and wisdom.

The paladin took a deep breath, breathing rapidly, while stretching out his left hand, grabbing the shrinking entrance to the Shadow Country in front of him, which should have been an untouchable energy, but was grabbed by Dick, and with the jump of order and holy light and thunder, Dick's left hand tore down hard.

"Bang"

With a soft sound, a black depression that was permanently fixed in place appeared, it was still trying to shrink, but when it lasted, it was enough for Dick to go back and forth between the two worlds.

His body took a step forward, and the whole person seemed to be caught in a black storm, like a leaf, constantly spinning, turning his head dizzy, until the moment when his mind went blank, Dick's eyes lit up, or his eyes were dark, and he saw that he appeared in a strange place.

The Land of Shadows, the realm of the dead, a place where only souls reach.

He stood waist-deep in the water, cold, lonely, and suffocating.

But the paladin's first reaction was to raise his head and look at the sky in the distance, it should not be called the sky, it was an endless turquoise and black sky, but it was not pure black, or that kind of heavy black, but within the black clouds mixed with white light, but the white light was also not real.

In this light of white, black and dark green, it seems that this sky is becoming more and more desperate, and after looking at it for a long time, it seems that all eyes are about to be sucked into it, like... It's like the waves of the deep sea, like the vision of Dick once falling into the deep sea with the core of Ragnaros' flame in his arms, looking up at the sky from that deep sea.

The light was distorted, and everywhere it looked, it was a fog and chaos, like, real, an ocean of death, and he was thrown to the bottom of the sea, left to rot corpses, this was a hopeless place.

Despair wept like a visible shadow around Dick, trying to pull him literally into the pale and quiet hell.

This feeling of no reason made Dick even can't help but take a step back, the water ripples, and then a muffled click comes from the bottom of the water behind him.

The paladin turned around, his eyes passed through the water, and he saw the broken bones under his feet, gray-white, I don't know how long the bones had been soaked here, looking at the eerie black eyes of the bones, Dick's expression did not change, he withdrew his feet, silently held the hilt of the Wind Chasing Sword, under the diffusion of the aura of the power of the gods behind him, the bones slowly changed, deformed, and finally turned into a strange monster writhing in the water, with twisted tentacles, and a soft purple body, and wrapped in.

The disgusting compound eyes are filled with a gloomy, cruel, and crazy light, and the rotten flowers that can only be born in the most sinister places are the accumulation of the malice of the world, full of ridicule of the Creator.

Even Dick thinks that this thing is not much better than the disgusting creations of the old gods, but it is ironic that this creature actually came from the hands of the former Titans.

It was an octopus, or squid, or nightmare squid, that only existed in the Shadow Country, or in the seas that were heavily infested with death energy.

"Poof"

With a glimmer of light, the Windchaser sword slashed through the air in a shining trajectory, slicing the nightmare squid from the top of his head with precision, the dark green blood swayed a flower in the sewage, and the distant water began to ripple, Dick knew he had to go, although he was not afraid of the predators, but he had no time to waste here.

The country of Shadows has its own set of special rules, which are completely different from the rules of other half-planes in the world, including the rules of the main world, as soon as he enters here, Dick feels that the whole world seems to be pressed on him, and the Holy Light Blade that can fill the entire Wind Chaser Sword with a single thought is now compressed to less than one-tenth of the level, and it requires Dick to invest a huge amount of holy energy to maintain.

It's like a hell of a prison just for him.

No... It's not just him, it's others, otherwise even if Odin can't act, relying on those Heroic Legions under his command, they would have already broken the door of the Shadow Realm and dismantled Hela's Kvadir to pieces.

Dick's body moved a few steps forward in the water, and then turned into thunderbolt, but as soon as the purple thunder and lightning appeared, it was squeezed out, and the paladin's body fell from the sky in embarrassment, almost falling directly into the sewage, and when he was about to fall into the water, Dick's back was compressed to the point that only the phantom light wings flapped, making his body rush forward for a distance.

The wings shattered, and the paladin finally stood on the ground, which was almost entirely made of bones and fragments of sunken ships, and he looked back at the endless chaotic waters and the thick fog floating on the water, as if he felt the mocking gaze coming from the mist.

That's not Hela... In her realm, she doesn't need to hide her head and tail at all.

Dick knew that he was careless, with the blessing of the power of the gods, his anger quickly faded, facing Hela in the Shadow Country was definitely not something a normal person should do, at least he had to come up with a good way to fight against this pervasive world rules that only belonged to the world of the dead that suppressed the power of the Holy Light to the extreme.

But before he could come up with an idea, on the calm sea ahead, four black tornadoes rose from the sea, and before he could react, the sea like a dirty mirror set off a storm at this moment, and the cold raindrops fell from the sky, and in just a moment, Dick was drenched in soup.

But he didn't move, and in the midst of this embarrassment that he hadn't seen for a long time, he looked at the tumbling waters in front of him, and at the sea that rose from the center and moved to both sides like Moses dividing the sea, it was a huge throne of bones, and the bones of all races built up the throne.

On the left and right sides of the deputy, there are two complete dragon backbones, and at the top are the heads of an unknown giant creature, and below the throne, there is a white flower skeleton, like a huge structure built on the mountain of bones, just looking at it is enough to make people's necks spasm.

Black lightning slashed down from the desperate sky, and in the icy rain, Hela attached to the throne looked at Dick standing in place with a long sword with cold eyes, the body of this former titan creature has been completely distorted, and the shadow of a humanoid creature can still be seen in her upper body, but the lower half of her body is completely nine tentacles like an octopus, which is destruction and hatred, gluttony and hatred, the condensation of all darkness, her green fangs, her once beautiful face has become like a demon, and there is no emotion in those ice blue eyes。

Some are just ridicule and hatred.

She carried the broken ship on her shoulders, as if to mock the reckless men who dared to sail freely in her realm.

She may have suffered unimaginable betrayal and bad luck, but what she gave back to the world was an even more eerie chill and malice, if Odin had foreseen all this, hundreds of thousands of years ago, would the Guardian who insisted on going his own way still make such a betrayal move?

Dick looked up at Hela, and in this moment, in the face of death, he had no despair or fear, he looked at her, and his heart was at peace.

Although he knew that it might be difficult for him to escape, and maybe he wouldn't die, he would definitely have to pay a lot to get out of this place.

And hopefully... Slim.

"You killed Gorm... You killed my pet, that's my favorite pet... It's an idiot though, but..."

Hai stretched out a finger and flicked it in the air, and a black lightning bolt slashed at Dick, accompanied by Hela's mocking and low voice,

"That's my pet, and you can only die at my hands!

"Bang!"

Dick swung his sword and slashed the black lightning bolt in the air, and in the pouring rain, he looked at Hela who looked down on him from above, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh. I crossed the line... So what? Are you going to kill me with your own hands?"

Hela's eyebrows twitched, she stretched out her bright red tongue and licked her hideous lips, and with the beating of her eyes, the mist, the endless mist, rose from the surface of the sea, and the sound of her hiding in the mist,

"Thy soul like you, pride, pity, indulgence, uninhibited, free and self-righteous righteousness, tsk, how delicious, how desperate... As for what I'm going to do to you, you might as well ... Guess what. ”