"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

One after another, the crisp sound of striking iron continued to sound on the iron felt, and circulated in this space. Dressed in the King's Vessel, Ash held the blacksmith's hammer he had picked up from the Nameless Cemetery, and kept beating the ingot in front of him that had been calcined to the color of molten iron at high temperatures.

And around the ashes, it was densely covered with other debris. Judging by the surrounding situation, it was clear that Ash had been here for a while.

Finally, after a "thump", the steel ingot suddenly shattered, and in the remains left behind by the steel ingot, there was a milky white soul...... Throwing the shattered steel ingot to the ground to the side, Ash shook his head in disappointment.

"Why hasn't it been so long that I just haven't been able to incorporate the power of the soul into these materials?"

Hearing the words of the ashes, a chuckle rose on the face of the fire prevention girl who had been standing by and watching quietly. Gently stroking her lower lip with her index finger, the firefighter explained, "Because times have changed, ordinary steel like this cannot contain the strength and quality of the soul. If you really want to incorporate the power of the soul into your weapon, then at least one material of sufficient quality is required. ”

"Enough quality material?"

Hearing the words of the fireproof girl, a hint of suspicion rose on Ash's face. Seeing this, the fireproof girl nodded, and then said: "Regardless of other planets, there are roughly three metals of sufficient quality in this planet under our feet. They are Edelman, Vibranium, and Carbon. After a pause, the fireproof girl continued: "Among them, the Edelman alloy is still relatively easy to get. But it may take a bit of effort to get vibranium and carbon nanosteel......"

"Don't listen to her." While the firefighter was still talking, Hela walked in, who had just had a fight with Brunhilde. After this period of digestion, Brunhild has basically understood his current situation. And with the passage of time, the degree of Brunhilt's immortality has deepened, and now, Brunhilde's sense of pain and touch is only an extremely thin layer. It's so thin that even if you break your arm, it feels like you've been pricked with a thin needle...... And because her soul has been wandering in the abyss of the Nine Realms for five thousand years, she is now extremely weak and simple, so Hela volunteered to serve as her rehabilitation coach...... Well, although it is said to be a coach, the two of them are really playing a dead hand when they are practicing.

At most, it's a last-minute stop......

wiped the sweat from his head, and simply relied on physical fighting, not counting magic. After all, Hela still can't compare to the near-infinite endurance of the undead.

"Didn't you get a spear back from Odin earlier? It was made of the Divine Domain metal "Uru", and it had good magic conductivity. If you want to use it, just melt it and reforge it. ”

Hearing Hela's words, the fireproof woman on the side looked at the ashes in front of her with some curiosity, and when she saw this, the ashes explained the situation at that time. When she heard that Ash was using Storm Thunder, the Fire Girl's brow furrowed inadvertently. After pondering for a while, the fireproof woman shook her head, and then said: "In the future, if you can use a large-scale miracle like this as little as possible, it is now the era of the deep sea, and the rules of different times will produce different turbulences, and the number of times you use it too often may even affect the operation of the inherent world and produce a disorder in the timeline." ”

After a pause, the firefighter added, "Of course, small miracles are still fine. ”

Hearing this, although I don't understand what the fireproof woman said, since it was said by the fireproof girl, I just nodded if I used it less in the future. Ash then fumbled in his backpack for a while, and then pulled out the Gungnir that he had taken from the abyss of the Nine Realms. Known as the lost spear of the heavenly realm, Gangenir's shape is very chic, and I don't know if it's because of the casting process, Gangenir's shape is the same as Odin's aesthetics, and the whole body is bright gold. It's not so much a weapon as a craft or a scepter. It doesn't look like it's something that's meant for fighting...... Or, from a purely practical point of view, it's a design failure.

On the other side, wiping sweat, not yet completely undead, Brunhilde had just gotten up from the ground, and was still a little bruised on his body, just passing by and walking to his room...... Who's the room is actually just a bridge in the sacrificial ground. As one of the only three high-level Valkyries in the Valkyrie Legion, now she actually wants to sleep in the bridge cave? I have to say that life is wonderful...... Or God-born.

When she saw that Ash seemed to be about to cast something, she didn't pay much attention to it, after all, Ash had been casting continuously for a long time. The ding, ding, sound was not pleasant, at least it didn't interfere with sleep. But this time it was different, and just when Brünnhilde was unimpressed, Gungnier on the iron felt suddenly shone with a burst of light. Following the sudden flickering light, like a cry for help, Brunhilde also saw the contents of the iron felt clearly, and Brunhilde was suddenly shocked.

"Stop! What are you doing!!!! ”

"What for?"

Hearing Brunhilde's words, the ash on the side tilted his head in confusion. Then he replied with no questions:

"Of course I'm casting something."

"Nope! That's not the point! The point is what you're going to do now! Looking at Gungnir, who was almost flattened by a hammer, after stopping the action of the ashes, Brunhilde hurriedly looked at Hela on the side with an angry gaze, and said loudly: "Ash doesn't know, don't you know what this is?!" ”

"Huh." With a sneer, Hela on the side was bored with the Night Sky Sword and trimming her nails while saying boredly: "What's the matter with you?" Now that old thing from Odin is dormant, even according to Asgardian rules, I am the first in line to the throne, and I will manage everything in Asgard. ”

"It's you." Looking up at Brunhilde in front of him, Hela on the side sneered and said, "Even if you return to Asgard now, I'm afraid Asgard won't accept you." Whoever resurrected you was the murderer who brought Odin into Odin's sleep! ”