Ziyan quietly watched as the darkness inside the door swallowed him, the light and shadow disappeared and the darkness, together with Hela and his future self outside the door.

Darkness, unspeakable darkness.

He staggered forward, and he couldn't even see the way forward.

If it weren't for the slight touch under his feet, if it weren't for the slight sensation that his body could still feel from the movement, he even suspected that he had turned into a part of the darkness.

He remembered seeing this darkness sometime when he had closed his eyes and darkness enveloped everything.

There were voices in my ears, thunder, rain, and ...... That movement......

"Bang—"

A short, heavy voice was heard, followed by the sound of someone falling to the floor?

He finally ...... I opened my eyes

There was a flash of thunder, a figure blocked his vision, and he saw clearly the figure that fell to the ground, it was his sister - Ziyu!

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make the slightest sound, and his consciousness and words were far away from him.

He wanted to reach out, he wanted to grab the girl's hand, but his body couldn't make any movement.

He returned to that rainy night, the thunder brought him fear, the music broke his resistance, the father, the mother, the son... Overnight, his only place of refuge collapsed, and he thought that his salvation was ......

He saw Ziyu's blood flowing down the girl's smooth forehead, which was still stained with a little rain.

She wasn't here in the first place, she knew she was afraid of thunder so she went home, she knew she was in danger so she stood out, and then she died!

"Cowards don't deserve happiness, and even if they get it, they will lose it themselves."

Strange voices from far and near, these are his voices, his words......

He felt a pair of hands slowly hugging his neck, it was a pair of women's hands, with a unique warmth and firmness.

Much like a sub-language...... But it's not a sub-language.

"You think you have conquered the past, but in fact you stayed in that rainy night forever, it was you who killed this girl's parents, it was you who ruined her family, it was you who brought bad luck to this happy family. She survived, but you'll never get to feel her. As if the whispers of the gods were the shallow singing of demons, "She can't hug you, and you don't deserve her hug." ”

"So now, do you want to rush out and take the ...... who are chasing you, feeding you, and hunting you Crush them, turn them into dust, and inscribe the deepest pain on every inch of their flesh!"

They're chasing, they're killing, where else are they trying to force you? Aren't they afraid of death?!

The flames of anger burned in Ziyan's chest, and at this time, even if he faced Gangnir and Hela, the god of death, he would not avoid the edge.

He felt like he was about to burn out, but he didn't have the slightest scruples.

The hands on the top of the neck slowly let go, and the hug was changed to grasping.

He couldn't see the people behind him clearly, he could only see a pair of starry pupils. The owner of these pupils placed his hands on his neck, as if the beautiful ghost was clutching his throat.

"Then go up, turn your anger and your sorrow into a swan song that will make them wail, and go and announce your return to them!" Demonic whispers came from behind him, pitch-black abilities flowed, and the demons in the depths of the Locked and Hell bared their fangs at this moment!

The fangs that once devoured hope are reproduced under a small bed!

……

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ——"

A loud roar echoed through the ruined castle

Gungnir was trampled on by a pair of small feet, and the Frost Giant's box lost its turquoise brilliance.

Hela clutched the placket of the incoming prisoner's clothes, and she would smash the human to the ground again and again, and the whole place of the end was like an earthquake.

Anger, extreme anger, it is this ant-like man who has come to take the inheritance of gods and giants and try to desecrate his sister!

But no matter how angry she was, the door was already closed, and even she couldn't open it for a short time.

"Ahem~" The red blood slid down the corners of his lips, but "Ziyan" was full of smiles, "You are still so arrogant, Hela......"

Hela, however, did not stop because the other party called out her identity, and was greeted by another round of hard falls.

"Boom—"

At this moment, it was as if the land of the end was shaken.

"Let me guess, you've seen me, in some time and space?" Is it really the power of the three goddesses of fate? But they couldn't even save the god king Odin, so how could they favor this ant?

"I've lost to you countless times, but this time I won after all." Countless times, it was his answer.

"Win?" Hela smiled contemptuously, "With that ant that can't even be resisted by divine might, I can't even reach the purgatory of Sister Shensuo, I'm just angry at my carelessness!"

"Instead of admitting that you are defeated!"

Hela grabbed the placket of Ziyan's coat and threw him like a javelin, rubbing a deep ravine in the earth.

"I'll spare your life and give you a chance to collect his body, which is a little recognition of my courage to go against God." Hela's slender little feet were firmly on top of Gungnir, unable to move no matter how the god's spear hummed.

"Be quiet, or I won't mind ruining you completely!" She roared at Gungnir at her feet, as if terrified of the girl's majesty, and the spear of the god-king fell silent.

In the depths of Hela's pitch-black pupils, an imperceptible aura slowly dimmed

Even you...... Is it already decaying?

……