The Heim Underworld, the most magical and feared place in the Nine Kingdoms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Strictly speaking, the souls of all dead creatures in the Nine Kingdoms will enter here, and then return to the world of death ruled by the Lady of Death under the guidance of the Grim Reaper. Like the Grim Reaper of the worlds, they are all in the service of the Lady of Death.

But Heim did not fulfill his duties well, or rather, Hela, the queen of the underworld, did not have the heart to serve the Lady of Death at all.

With the exception of Midgard, which is Earth, she took all the necromancers of the Nine Kingdoms into her own world, and then let them live forever in a world where there was no light, no fire, only cold fog and wails of pain.

Of course, the treatment of the necromancers is not exactly the same. As the ruler of the underworld of Heim, the queen here. Hela has different attitudes towards different necromancers.

She is kind to the warriors who have died in battle, the victims who have been full of grudges, the dead villains and criminals, and even the demons and monsters who have been slain. As long as they have the power to wield a sword to join the war, they are all the objects of her hospitality.

On the contrary, women, the elderly, and children, as well as those who are sick and dead in their beds. Here, they were treated very badly. Hela banished the necromancers into the cold land of the underworld, leaving them to roam the cold, foggy and dark world all day and night, leaving them to decay, wither, and even devoured by the demons and monsters of the underworld.

Severe polarization has made Heim's underworld even more terrifying and weird. For the good-natured civilians, the Heim Underworld is a nightmare. And for those villains and demons, this is their final destination. They who can't enter Valhalla, and they can enter Queen Hela's Eleudnir - the Palace of Misery is also a special happiness.

Day after day, for thousands of years, the power of Heim's underworld has reached a terrifying level. No one knows how many terrible evil spirits inhabit this underworld, and not even Heimdall's eyes can see through the cold fog of Heim's underworld and discover the truth hidden within.

However, the gods were well aware of the horror of Heim's underworld. So much so that even Odin did not dare to set foot in this country of death easily. And now, in this realm of death, a ship as gigantic as a cruise ship is breaking through the fog and rolling waves, and is speeding down the great river Geor, which flows through the underworld.

The ship is huge, but it's so weird that it even makes people feel creepy when they look at it. The reason for this is that the whole body of this large ship is completely spliced together from the top and bottom of dense, dead-colored fingernails. That alone is enough to make people feel daunted, not to mention the wailing and weeping that lingers on this big ship.

This is Queen Hela's ship of the dead, Nagilfa. Its appearance also means that the queen of the underworld has arrived, and has come to the end of the underworld, the border of the world of the living and the dead.

The Ship of the Dead came to rest beside a gilded crystal bridge suspended in mid-air, and at this time, there were already people waiting on the bridge for Queen Hela's arrival.

It was a slender man with a pale face and a somewhat narrow face. He was dressed in a black robe with ornate armor and weapons underneath it. Of course, none of these things were as conspicuous as the crown on his head, and on his pale, braided hair, a golden crown that looked like olive leaves surrounded by Ye Ye seemed to prove his extraordinary status.

The king of the dark gnomes, and their last king, Malekis, is the identity of this man. Unlike their twin gnomes, the Dark Gnomes weren't as short as their kind, and they weren't much worse than the Asgardians. Aside from being a little thinner, they are almost no different in size from normal Asgardians.

It is precisely because of this that the dark gnomes once called themselves the dark elves, meaning that they are the darlings of darkness and the primates of all things. And, of course, as Asgard conquered their royal capital, they destroyed their country. Naturally, these things vanished, and the dark gnomes were still dark gnomes, and the glory that once claimed to be the dark elves had become a great disgrace, nailing them to it like a branding pillar.

As the king, Malekith naturally couldn't tolerate the existence of such a thing, so after receiving the news of Ragnarok, he resolutely ended the thousands of years of wandering of the dark gnomes in the universe and joined the camp of destroying Asgard.

Giants, gnomes, evil gods, and the dead—almost everyone who has a vendetta against Asgard joins in, and that's all there is to this faction. But they fought each other, whether they were giants or gnomes, and they only listened to the orders of their leaders. They say it's a camp, but in fact they don't have the posture they should have when they are allies.

But now, the situation is different.

With the total destruction of the Giants' legions and the defeat of the Dark Gnomes and the Fenrir Heirs, a powerful force has been brought into her own world by Queen Hela. The Alliance's army became her own, which naturally made the already powerful Heim Underworld, which had not suffered any losses, become more and more powerful. At the same time, it also gave Queen Hela the highest voice in this alliance.

The fragile balance has been upset, and an unrivaled monster has emerged in the alliance that has destroyed Asgard. What to do at this time is the best choice, and Malekith has the smartest and most realistic idea. So he immediately asked the guy standing on the side of the bridge, looking at himself with a playful look, describing it as a dry bone covered with carrion.

"Mordgood, your queen has arrived. Why, aren't you willing to get out of the way for me? ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" Mordgood, the boneless bridge keeper, laughed grimly. "The Queen hasn't ordered me to get out of the way, so how dare I disobey the rules of the Heim Underworld? As I say, King of the Dark Gnomes, you might as well stretch out your neck and let me take a bite of it, and see what the difference is in the blood of kings. In that case, you will be able to enter the Queen's palace, and I will have a reputation for being dutiful. Isn't it the best of both worlds? ”

Hearing this, Malekith didn't react much. Instead, it was the tall, hideous warrior behind him, wrapped in monstrous armor, who made a jerky move.

Just stomped on the gilded crystal bridge, and the entire crystal bridge shook violently. Then Mordgood saw cracks begin to appear on the tall warrior's body, glowing with scarlet. These cracks are like the wounds of the body, dense and terrifying. But the appearance of this scar did not weaken the tall warrior in any way, but made him majestic and terrifying as a wild beast.

Seeing such a tall warrior, how could Mordegood, who had been stationed on this crystal bridge for an unknown number of years, not know his identity, so that he immediately hoarsely hissed his voice, and in an unbelievable tone, he made such a sound from his already empty rotten chest.

"Cursed warrior, how is that possible. How could you dark gnomes still be able to create such a monster? ”

"Why can't it be?" Reaching out to stop the cursed warrior behind him, Malekith glanced with interest at a hair hanging from the crystal bridge, which was the load of the entire bridge, or rather, that they and the crystal bridge under their feet were held up by this hair.

It's incredible, it's so magical. It was the most intuitive way to see the power of Heim's underworld, and this power also made Malekith more and more firm in his thoughts.

Looking at the non-contemplative Malekith, Mordgood's zombie-like face showed a very ugly description.

"Haven't you dark gnomes lost your treasures that have been passed down from generation to generation, why are you still able to create such terrible monsters as the Cursed Warriors?"

"How do you answer that question?" Touching his chin, Malekith smiled a strangely. "This should be called destiny, after all, even I didn't expect that I would get this lost artifact. Well, now I should be able to meet your queen. ”

"Of course, you already have that qualification."

In contrast to the arrogance and arrogance of the past, Mordegood now showed a humble appearance and full etiquette. He smiled at Malekith as he pulled out a horn from behind him and blew it towards the ship of the dead.

Suddenly, a new movement began to appear on the ship of the dead. Illusory figures appeared on the deck, and then, under their operation, a sampan made of fingernails was carried out and attached to the gilded crystal bridge.

And it was on the edge of this sampan that Mordgood bowed down respectfully.

"Please, Your Majesty Malekis. My queen is waiting for you. ”

This is the best explanation for the bridge keeper Mordgood. And such a situation is enough to illustrate a problem, that is, strength is indeed an important capital to speak. Without strength, everything is empty talk, let alone the respect of others. And with strength, everything is very different.

Recognizing this, Malekith strode towards Nagilfar, the ship of the dead, and was led by the attendants to the depths of the cabin, in a palace-like hall.

At this time, on a throne made of white bones above the hall, a bewitching woman wearing a bone mask with only half of her face showing was already waiting there. She saw Malekith walking in, and immediately opened her mouth, speaking in a hoarse and seductive voice.

"King of the Dark Gnomes, do you have anything important to discuss with me when you asked me to come here?" (To be continued.) )