"Are you sure it really works?"

Saka Star, Hela sat on the roof of the house arranged for her by Gao Tianzun, drinking Saka's unique wine, enjoying the gentleness of the breeze caressing her face, looking up at the starry sky at a forty-five degree angle, and enjoying the charming night view.

However, Beckett is really a little puzzled.

Not only did he break into her place without saying hello, but he also flew onto the roof and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, holding a photo book of Igo in his hand.

"Disgusting."

With a faint glance, Hela poured herself a good wine, and at night, she didn't want to see this unappetizing man.

“？”

Beckett frowned and landed directly in front of Hela, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Hela.

"Igo will definitely come, he should be on his way to a thunderstorm right now."

As she spoke, Hela quietly distanced herself from Beckett.

It was so close that she could smell the scent of the nutrient solution on Beckett's body.

"Unless he really doesn't care about his reputation, but do you think that Igo's opening and closing of his mouth is a sign [as a god]?"

Doing such a reputation-ruining thing with Beckett's Igo film in his hands is not a matter for Hela at all.

It wouldn't be too easy to ask Woz to take a screenshot of the small videos of Igo that he had backed up from the database and print them as a photo.

Although this method may sound a bit disgraceful, it was completely unresponsive to Hela's suggestion.

War is a dirty game, and everyone involved in it is a dirty player.

Because of the awakening of the divinity of death, Hela, who was taken by Odin by her side when she was a child and was involved in the war, did not feel that there was anything wrong with her doing so.

The reputation of the person who cares about ruining his reputation, trying to force Igo who doesn't know where to hide to come out, this method is undoubtedly the most effective for the two of them at the moment.

If she had this little video about Laufey in her hand now, she would have gone even further, so much so that she might have had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

"My mother once told me that public opinion and thought are actually a very sharp weapon."

"Especially when you have the conclusive evidence in your hands."

"If Igo doesn't want to become famous as the first [symbol of freedom] god, he will definitely appear in Saka and prevent the release of the second photo book."

Glancing at Beckett, Hela felt a sense of superiority in intelligence.

What if you can fight, it's not that you can't play tactics but you can't play me?

"So you were holding the miniature VCR that day just to record the embarrassing scenes that might have happened when my divinity entered my body?"

Hela's hand shook, and half of the wine spilled.

Beckett sneered, used Igo's photo book as a cushion, and sat on "his" face.

"Yes, I do, but it's a pity that you didn't give me that chance." was exposed to the purpose at the time, and Hela also admitted it with honor.

When he said this, a look of regret appeared between his eyebrows.

"That's why you magicians have dirty eyes." Beckett thought of the same dirty ebony throat beside his adoptive father Thanos, and snorted coldly.

"My education as a child taught me that it was not dirty, it was necessary to win the war."

"It stands to reason that your dark quadrant has been through so many wars, don't you understand?"

Hella was similarly dismissive of Beckett.

"Our war will not be like yours, which has not ended for so long."

Taking a bottle of wine from Hela's face, Beckett looked up, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, opened the lid with one finger, and put the wine in his throat.

Afterwards, he smashed his mouth: "It's a little sweet." ”

"If you don't drink, get out of here!"

Unable to bear it, Hela kicked it over.

I've never seen such an insulting person, and came in to question her as if she were visiting her own backyard, and drank her wine like a nobody.

Can you afford to fight?!

forced the old lady to directly change the face of Igo in the small video, and then spread that film to the entire universe!

Beckett's body didn't move, and he slapped Hela's "weak" attack.

Hela, who lost her balance, stumbled and almost fell off the roof without a fight.

"You're too weak to be my opponent." Beckett's contemptuous gaze deeply irritated Hela's young, pitiful, helpless heart.

"I admit that I can't beat you now, but I have the ability to press the strength to the same level!"

"The old lady teaches you to be a man!"

The angry Hela even put aside her own upbringing, and the idea of not fighting is not comprehensible.

If she doesn't fight again, she will really be.

"If you press on the same level, you won't be my opponent." Beckett drank the bottle of wine to himself, and stood up to leave.

He just passed by and came to Hela to see if her plan was working.

After all, it's been five days, and Igo still hasn't even seen a shadow.

"Are you scared?"

Beckett paused, his loose black combat uniform swaying in the breeze.

"You've lost to me twice."

The first bloody plain, the second watt Alheim.

"Are you sure you want to come a third time?"

Beckett wagged his tail in the moonlight, pinned his right hand behind him, his left hand stretched forward, palm up, and a disdainful smile raised at the corner of his mouth.

"Shut up, I'm not going to lose this time."

Hela, who had combed her hair into a beating, shook her hands, and two long swords instantly appeared in her hands, stepped on the eaves, and rushed towards Beckett.

Then he was kicked into the wall next door by Beckett!

"Vulnerable."

Beckett, who had retracted his right leg, had blonde hair flying, and his turquoise pupils were filled with disdain.

"Come again!"

The pitch-black blade of the sword burst out from the ruined house, and as Beckett's figure moved, his left hand directly locked Hela's throat, and slammed it to the ground!

Bang!

The cracks in the earth were spreading, and the houses around the two people who didn't know why they were getting more and more excited about the fight were all in ruins.

Thinking that something had happened, Jennifer and Zola, a pair of people of the same clan, were still talking in the house, and when they heard the movement, they looked at each other and ran out.

What caught my eye was two figures constantly fighting.

Beckett & Hela.

To be precise, it was a unilateral hanging.

"The left hand is weak, the backhand is not fine, and the lower hand is unstable......"

"Even if you press your strength to the same level as you, you're still far behind."

"I should have told you when I was in Jotunheim, right?"

Under the moonlight, the man directly trampled the woman on the soles of his feet, bent over, supported his right arm on his thigh, stretched out two fingers with his left hand towards the sea, and the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm:

"If you want to win against me, you are still 20,000 years early."

Completely lost the ability to resist, the panting Hela was unwilling to hammer the ground, but she was helpless and powerless to refute.

New target: In the future, when she soars, she will definitely trample Beckett under her feet!

Hela, who rubbed her chest with chest pain, gritted her teeth.

Not far from the two of them, TheOther, holding a scepter, was sipping melons and fruits, and the robot cat Woz, who was holding a bottle of Saka oil and drinking a drink, was still chatting, and the two of them were no longer surprised.

The two had to fight every time they met.

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