Russell put down the short sword in his hand, and pulled out a few random ones to check, all of them were Asgard's magic swords.

Thousands of weapons of uniform standard, the size of the army, and they are female soldiers......

Russell was thoughtful, leaning down to examine the bones, and beneath the layers of white bones, he found the thick ribs and skulls that clearly did not belong to humans, as well as the ulna of the wings of birds.

The female bones and Pegasus are already the obvious clue that this is the burial place of the Asgardian Valkyrie Legion, and the entire army has been wiped out by the Ten Thousand Swords of Hela, the goddess of death.

Russell was impressed by this legion, although they appeared in less than a few seconds, but they died a terrible death!

The brainless suicidal charge is like the cavalry of the old era encountered the heavy machine guns of the position, and was carried away by the wave of Hella output, and died a worthless death.

Obviously Asgard has a spaceship, and there are anti-aircraft laser cannons......

Ahem, this kind of thing is like the Green Lantern Army, it belongs to the plot killing, in fact...... Belch...... In fact, they are all elites, and they are very powerful heads-up.

For example, Thor's childhood dream was to join them and become a glorious Valkyrie.

Later, when he grew up, he felt that women's clothing was too ashamed, so he gave up this great dream.

By the way, Asgard still has a Valkyrie legion, which is almost a literary soldier due to its scarcity in number and average combat effectiveness.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air came from behind, and Russell flashed his head sideways, and turned to look at the sword-like canyon.

The tall and slender figure walked out of the darkness, and the sky sprinkled a beam of light at the right time, illuminating the whole body of the comer, with tight leather armor with green lines on a black background, and long black hair scattered and draped, covering half of his face.

's rather glamorous appearance, although only half of her face is exposed, it is also impressive, a combination of arrogance and coldness, and the queen's temperament is full.

Hela, the goddess of death!

Based on the assumption that she was imprisoned here, Russell judged that she was Odin's eldest daughter, not Loki's daughter.

Well, Loki is miserable, miserable in every sense of the word.

"Who are you? Why is it here? Did Odin throw you in? Hela opened her mouth with three questions in her eyes.

"Hela!?"

Russell asked knowingly, pretending not to know each other, feeling a little regretful.

Although it is very beautiful, very bad, and extremely aggressive, it is not the face of the elf queen, otherwise, you can find a random reason to hit it cool.

"Oh, you know me?"

Hela was slightly surprised, she was grounded in the Hell dimension, she thought Odin would erase all information about her, but she didn't expect anyone to recognize her.

"Of course, the famous Hela Odinson, the first in line to the throne of Asgard and the military commander, knows that you are normal."

"And who are you?"

Hela sneered twice, squinting slightly and staring at Russell: "Also, how long has the time passed outside?" ”

The Queen has a lot of questions!

Russell pouted, the original book did not say how long Hela was sealed, referring to Thor and Loki did not know Hela, nor did they know that they had a sister, which can be inferred to be about 1500 years.

"Answer me!"

"Can you answer a question for me before answering your question?" Russell raised his hand to stop the queen's chaotic aura, there was a question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

Hela didn't speak, stared at Russell coldly, probably agreed.

"Can you tell me where you got the cosmetics in this ghost place where birds don't?"

Russell pointed to his eyes, Hela's eyeshadow was so good, like she had only painted it this morning.

This is very unreasonable!

Hela tights are torn everywhere, and the cloak behind him is only half a small section, and many places are bare, revealing porcelain-white skin, which can be called a blessing, and Russell is a little dizzy.

That's not the point, the point is that the clothes are in tatters, indicating that there is a serious lack of supplies here, so where did the cosmetics come from?

Could it be Odin?

He threw his daughter into hell, afraid that she would be idle and bored, so he specially prepared cosmetics from 1500 years for her to entertain herself.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

A sword-like mountain rose from Hela's feet, and she stood on top of it and looked down at Russell: "It's been a long time since I've seen a living person, so kneel down to your queen and give yourself a chance to live." ”

Russell plucked out his ears and looked out: ", what a big lump of ear droppings, was it scared out?" That's amazing! ”

"Hehehe......"

Hella had a look of anger in her eyes, and she tried to convince herself to give Russell a chance to live, but since the other party didn't know how to cherish it, she had to kill him.

With one hand, she dissipated her green energy into a mist behind half of her cloak, then split into several strands and disappeared into the ground.

Just when Russell thought she was just a simple concave shape, the ground trembled slightly, and the sound of a uniform military formation stepped from the Sword Canyon.

"Wake up, my army ......"

Hela raised her hand at Russell, and the corners of her mouth hooked up and smiled: "Kill this person, please me!" ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ————

The 10,000-strong army in armor stepped out, in a neat and murderous formation, and they were Asgardian warriors loyal to Hela, buried here by Odin Chang.

According to orthodox Norse mythology, these brave and warlike souls should be brought into Valhalla by the Valkyries for eternal worship, rather than sent to hell as rebels.

Russell's gaze swept over the sturdy soldiers, seeing through the essence of Hela's magic.

The spears and swords in the hands of the soldiers were made by Hela's abilities, and so was the armor, because the body was rotten and only the skeleton remained, and the soul was empty and could not move, so Hela ignited green magical energy in their bodies, turned into the undead and continued to fight for the queen who served them.

It is true that there is a father and there is a son, or that parents are the first teachers of their children, and they have a profound influence on them.

When Odin was young, he waged war to conquer the Nine Kingdoms, so Hela was as brutal as he was, refusing to let even the loyal souls of the war die sleep forever.

Odin is old and needs benevolence to rule the country, so Thor and Loki's eldest brother don't talk about the second brother, they can't fight bravely, and they are better than the other.

Hela's army had already gone into battle, Russell raised his hand and pulled out the sword of Vulcan, and was about to mow the grass for a matchless, when the enemy in the army went to take off his clothes, and suddenly the ground under his feet floated with a little white light.

Light of the soul!

Russell flapped his wings away, frowned and looked down, only to see countless scattered points of light converging and forming in the field, merging into the white bones, thousands of skeletons got up from the ground, lonely and silently pulled out the sword inserted in the stone crevice.

Valkyrie Legion!

Russell's eyes swept away with black light, and he found that the souls of the thousands of Valkyries were blank, because of the passage of time, the memories were either lost or buried deeply, like the walking dead aimlessly.

No, they had another purpose, to follow their pre-death obsession and fight Hela's army.

"Such an elite legion said don't want it, I really don't know what Odin thinks, just because the Asgardian family has a big business, so I don't care?"

Russell shook his head slightly, pointed at the sky with one hand, and thousands of black smoke flew out of the passage of the dark dimension, wrapping the white bones of the Valkyrie and turning into a fully enclosed heavy armor.

Without him, Russell felt that it was fairer!

When a warrior goes on a battle, how can he only have weapons and no armor?

Thousands of Valkyries, clad in armor, quickly formed an array, their Pegasus mounts dead too clean, already cold, and their souls unable to respond to their masters, so they had to fight with infantry.

One of the Valkyries at the front raised her sword with one hand, and with a wave of her hand, thousands of Valkyries all crossed their swords in unison, maintaining their formation and launching a charge.

The Valkyrie, who seemed to be the commander, stiffened her head, looked at Russell, nodded slightly, and joined the charging formation.

Russell's eyes lit up suddenly, the female commander's soul was the most complete, she had the ability to think logically, and it seemed that her memory was also quite intact.

A symbol of strength, proving that he was a powerful warrior during his lifetime.

Russell rubbed his hands and did not hide the desire in his eyes, this person is good, he can use it, he wants it.

It means nothing else, it's pure appreciation and pity, it's a pity that such a warrior is buried in hell for a long time.

Of course, if you buy one get a thousand free, he doesn't mind.

Boom!

On the battlefield, the two black torrents collided, and in an instant, they entered a white-hot stage.

In terms of arrangement, Hela's men are standard infantry, and the block camp is meticulous and overwhelming.

On the Valkyrie's side, the air cavalry turned infantry, turning into ten hundred-man teams, interspersed with arrows like arrows. It seems that the guerrillas are scattered, but because of their individual combat ability, they have repeatedly cut and scattered the infantry square formations with one enemy and two or three enemies, and constantly harvested heads.

The forces of both sides are visibly shrinking to the naked eye, and it is only a matter of time before the Valkyrie Legion is away from victory.

In terms of the senses in general, the Valkyrie Legion gave Russell the impression that the cavalry combat style was deeply rooted in the soul, and even if the memory was lost, it could not go against instinct.

"Guy, I'm not interested in playing a military battle with you today." Hela stood on top of the mountain and threw several sharp blades through the incoming Valkyrie soldiers.

She ignored the Valkyrie Legion who were fighting bravely to kill the enemy, because she was tired of killing, raised her eyebrows and looked at Russell, and crossed her arms in front of her chest and waved it hard.

The eighth layer of the continent roared and trembled, and countless sword-like peaks disintegrated into black spots, which were black weapons with extremely sharp handles.

Spears, daggers, great axes...... But all the cold weapons that appear in the world can find prototypes here.

Countless blades shot up into the sky, like soldiers in full gear, lined up neatly above Hela's head.

Black clouds cover the sky!

"You seem to be powerful, and ......"

Hela licked her dry lips, her eyes glowing with excitement: "You're not exiled by Odin, but you can come and go here freely, right?" ”

"That's right, I can come and go in and out of this dimension freely, and I can even take you out with me."

Russell raised his hand to summon the javelin condensed by dark energy, and grinned: "How about it, kneel in front of the king, you can be free!" ”