With the passage of time, the situation in the frontal battlefield of the Abyss of Hell has become more and more distinct.

While Hela herself was being pinned down by the Great Lord in the Dead Sea, her biggest killer weapon, the giant Kraken awakened from the Dead Sea, was trapped in the sea by the Dead Sea Fleet, and constantly bombarded the monster with cannonballs full of holy silver, splashing its blood and dyeing the Dead Sea the color of ink.

The Deep Sea Titan, made from the soul of the Great Demon, is very powerful, but the dazed soul is unable to adopt effective tactics, like a beast that acts on instinct, and as a result, it is entangled by several Death Lords and leaves the battlefield little by little.

Even the Shadow Vagris, who were sent by Hela to take over the frontline army, were chased and fled the battlefield by the rampaging pale Valkyries of Tyrion, and Agassa and Anheld showed no mercy to their former sisters, and in their chase and slaughter, several Shadow Vargri had lost their bodies, their pale souls were imprisoned in the Soul Stone, and after Hela's defeat, they would be awakened again to become part of the Dark Blade.

As for the reinforcements from the port of the Tide, they were blocked at the entrance to Hoswald by the Salain Legion under the command of the Blood Lord, and could not enter the battlefield in time, and the elite Hylagars lined up on the eternal battlefield were still fierce, but when they rushed into the battlefield with the bombardment of cannon fodder from the Dark Blade, they would be quickly repelled by the Dark Blade Legion.

These dead souls do not die in the Underworld, so they will soon make a comeback, repeating their previous reckless charge, and then being routed by the Darkblade Legion, and in the course of the time, several of the strongest legions under the command of the High Lord have been on the front line commander Danas. Under Thorbain's command, they steadily advanced to the core of Hela's Throne, suppressing the battlefield of the Hylagar Dead Souls in an extremely narrow area by the Dead Sea.

The soldiers of the Dark Blade didn't even need to raise their weapons to fight these dead souls, the re-set artillery positions in the middle of the battlefield could easily cover the "resurrection zone" of the dead souls, and on the front shrouded in the burning silver flames and violent explosions, those Hylagal warriors who had risen from the gray fog would not even be able to break through the fire zone, and their bodies would be shattered again.

To put it in one term: the soldiers of the Darkblade Legion, who are already victorious, are blocking the cemetery, slaughtering Hela's soldiers and having fun with it!

What a bunch of guys with bad personalities!

And behind Hela's throne on the side of this battlefield, the battle between the High Lord and the Queen of Hades still shows no sign of ending, the two sides are fighting in the depths of the Dead Sea, and the disadvantaged Hela has almost burst out of all her strength, whether it is regular or those at the bottom of the box, under her call, countless drowning souls rushed out from under the Dead Sea, and between the beating waves, in the turbid and cold water, there was a touch of dark green ghost fire everywhere.

These weak dead souls are unlikely to hurt the Great Lord, but they can replenish Hela's fighting strength, and every time the Death Blade in the High Lord's hand chops Hela's body into pieces, a large number of resentful spirits will self-annihilate, allowing Hela to be quickly reborn through the transformation of soul power.

Hela's twisted life is like a river of death flowing forward, burning the water will not make her die, unless the entire river is steamed at once, Hela will never die in the land of the abyss of hell.

Yes, she will fail

But she won't die.

The Queen of Hades had nothing to do, she had played all the cards in her hand, but all she could do was to maintain this precarious stalemate, and Tyrion's swift slaughter without saying a word left Hela with no time for anything else.

"Huh"

The wings behind Tyrion's bulge, under the light of the blood moon above his head, his assault speed even surpassed that of lightning, and in a flash, the black sword light opened a storm of blood on the sea, and the pale thunder light jumped in the gloomy clouds, and in the light of the ominous light, Hela's distorted face was already full of despair.

The invincible Queen of Hell is like a fish thrown on a chopping block, and all her resistance has failed.

"Hela, admit defeat!"

Tyrion suddenly stopped attacking at this moment, he looked at the Hellqueen floating in the Dead Sea below, Hela's state at this time was really very very embarrassed, the immortality of the Grim Reaper allowed her to hold on, but even she didn't know if this insistence made sense.

After all, as far as the eye can see, there is no hope of turning the tables in the entire hell abyss.

But she still didn't want to just throw in the towel

"Nope! I refuse! ”

Hela stubbornly shouted:

"You're like a villain, mad into my house, making a mess of it, and trying to destroy everything I've been brewing for thousands of years!"

"You're strong enough! Tyrion, but what does that have to do with me? You can't kill me, you never want to take my world from me! My Shadow Country! ”

"Maybe we can sit down and talk, Hela."

The death charm on Tyrian's face shone with an eerie light, he spread his hands, put away the death blade in his hand, and untied the death form, turning back into the state of the Great Lord, he walked down from the sky step by step, and finally stepped on a reef in the Dead Sea, looking at the manic Hela in front of him, he stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture, he said:

"There's no point in fighting any longer, except for making you more miserable, but that's not what I want to see!"

Tyrion looked at the tentacles waving at the edge of the reef, and he said to Hela:

"Put all this stuff away, okay?"

Hela stared at Tyrion condescendingly, she wanted to wave her tentacles and crush the High Lord completely, but the battle just now had proved that she was no match for Tyrion, and after this guy was recognized by the two dead realms and melted into death, he had surpassed Hela.

So, after a few seconds, Hela reluctantly put away her tentacles, and in the light of the pale lightning that danced in the gloomy clouds, Hela gritted her teeth and said:

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"It's simple, let's talk about the future."

Tyrion dragged out time in sincere language as he asked in the spirit link:

"Bang Sandy! Haven't you found it yet? Is your efficiency so low? ”

A moment later, the low, eerie voice of the Troll Reaper came:

"Wait a minute! My friend, I know you're in a hurry, but don't yell at me! ”

"I've reached the Hill of Pain, but Hela has a legion stationed here, and I've just gotten rid of them! Don't worry, I'll find those "little darlings" of yours soon. ”

"Then you'd better hurry!"

The Great Lord's voice became a little hazy:

"You know the gravity of this, Bonsandy, don't play tricks! I'm looking at you! ”

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10,000 years ago, the explosion of the Well of Eternity in the present world affected the Dead Realm, the world was divided into three, and the world that was split was instinctively eager for unity.

Not only geographical unity, but also unity at the level of torn rules.

Before Hela, the High Lord and the troll's god of death, Bonsandy, had reached an agreement, Bonsandy ceded control of the Hades to Tyrion to achieve the integrity of the two dead realms, and Tyrion gave Bonsandi very much autonomy within his own framework, promising not to interfere in the life-and-death balance of the troll civilization, which was a very successful transaction.

Bonsandy handed over his "crown" to Tyrion and earned himself a future that wasn't too bad.

But the essence of the exchange between the two sides is nothing more than that Bonsandy gave up the rules of death that he set for the Hades, and let the rules of Tyrion assimilate the land of the Hades, and now Tyrion wants to bring Hela's Hell Abyss under his control, which means that the High Lord will also destroy the rules that Hela has set for this land, and then replace them with his own rules.

But unlike the "handshake and peace" between him and Bonsandy, Hela is not a cowardly ruler, this crazy woman is stronger than Bonsandy, and the pain and hatred filled in her heart also make her not so easy to bow to the Great Lord, not to mention, Hela's large number of Kvadir Legions is always a threat, if it weren't for the rapid attack of the Dark Blade, so that Hela simply did not have enough time to deploy troops, the invasion of the Great Lord would not have gone so smoothly.

Not to mention, once Hela gives up, it is equivalent to completely abandoning the rules she has set and giving up the world that she has ruled for tens of thousands of years.

Therefore, from the very beginning, from the moment the plan to attack the Hell was formulated, he never thought of using negotiations to resolve the conflict between the Dead and the Hades.

Although at the level of rules, relying on pure power to fundamentally solve the conflict between the nails of the two people, this does not mean that Tyrion has to sit back and watch Hela's "vexatious trouble".

He also has a solution, a crazy but effective one.

"He's a madman, I knew it from the beginning."

The troll's god of death, Bonsandy, carries a hunting spear, which is a weapon that trolls like very much, which can be thrown or killed head-on, of course, a troll of Bonsandy's rank does not need to carry a war spear to fight with others, this thing decorated with skulls and feathers is more of a symbol for Bonsandy.

The place where Bonsandy is now is the edge of Hela's Hell Abyss, an inconspicuous hill, but according to Agassa, this Hill of Pain is where Hela used to store soul fragments, and there are several soul fountains made of white stone carvings, which are important energy nodes in the Abyss of Hela, which are said to be the soul signs that Odin placed in this world when he opened the Shadow Country.

At the foot of the Hill of Pain, Hela had a wing of the Hylagal Regiment stationed there to defend the place, but just now, Bonsandi commanded his golden sword guards and routed the group of Hylagar.

At this moment, he sat on the stairs of the mound of pain in the abyss of the underworld, and chattered to the golden troll sword guards who carried soul fragments below him:

"When he came to me, I knew there must be nothing good, look at that madman! He intends to destroy the land completely. ”

Bonsandy reached out and lifted his bone mask, or rather his skull-only face, and in that eye socket, a faint white light was pulsing, representing the troll Grim Reaper's unquiet heart.

"He wants me to do this dangerous thing! He'd say, oh, old Bondy, we're best friends, so if you don't do what I say, I'm going to break your legs! Yes, he'll say that, he's a real madman and a bastard! ”

"Oh, shhhhh Be quiet, he'll hear it! ”

The old troll turned his head nervously, talking to himself and looking left and right, as if Tyrion was right next to him, and Bonsandy was here because Tyrion had given him two important tasks, the first of which was to find all the soul fragments belonging to the members of the Darkblade Legion in the Valley of Pain, and keep them safe.

This is not something that anyone can do, to find a specific fragment from these millions of souls, and this process cannot be discovered by Hela, who controls everything, the real Grim Reaper himself must come out, and this can only be done by Bonsandy.

"Hey, guys, aren't you done yet?"

The old troll stood up impatiently, his body floated like a ghost in the valley of the Pain Hill, the golden troll sword guards who came with him did not answer, in fact, they could not answer, these sword guards were the souls of warriors carefully collected by Bond Sandy, they were brave and strong, but they did not have so much intelligence, Bond Sandy did not like subordinates with too much wisdom.

At his urging, the busy troll swordsmen picked up speed again, and within a few minutes, the selected soul fragments were sent out of the valley.

"Excellent! Very good! Now it's time for the second item. ”

The old troll laughed, took out a few pale seeds from his back pocket, he looked left and right, and then kicked roughly on the soul fountain sculpture in the mound of pain, after the stone sculpture collapsed, old Bonsandy leaned on his war spear, looking at the clear, black soul spring in the ruins of the stone carving, he let out a strange laugh, and threw the pale seed in his hand into the black spring water.

For the next few minutes, Bonsandy repeated the process of destruction, until after throwing the last seed in his hand into the spring, he clapped his hands triumphantly, snapped his fingers again, and connected with Tyrion, who was "negotiating" with Hela, and whispered:

"Tustin dogs! My good friend, what you asked me to do, done already! ”

"Now you scoundrel can bully that little girl so badly, and it's best to make poor little Hela cry, I love to see that! Quack, quack, quack. ”