More than ten minutes ago, Xiao Xiao Hela thought Ganata was just a heavenly father who likes to joke.

After all, although Hela was the former Heavenly Father and now in his downfall, he was still very knowledgeable in his prime.

She followed Odin to fight a war in all realms, and hadn't seen anything she had fought in the south and north for hundreds of years?

She has killed countless monsters who are hungry and hungry.

But more than ten minutes later, after witnessing Ganata eating most of the unconscious Surtel, the pale little Hela said that

She has never seen this scene before

That's magma!

Not ordinary magma.

Although Sirtel's appearance is a humanoid creature, it is essentially an elemental creature with a body temperature of tens of thousands of degrees!

Who would be unable to think about it and go eat this thing?

And Ganatan ate with a knife and chopsticks!

Hell, the purple-eyed girl even had the elegance that could not be concealed when she was eating

"Shit"

Miss Taotie used a spoon to dig out a ball of dark red magma and stuffed it into her mouth, as if she was really eating hot pot.

She sucked a few times, then chewed and said to Merlin, who was sitting cross-legged next to her:

"This Fire Demon Sativa is a bit hot, but it tastes good. Do you want to eat it?"

"I can't."

Merlin smiled at Ganata with a normal expression, and he said softly:

"You can enjoy it yourself. My stomach probably can't stand this kind of fierce thing. Oh, by the way, Surtel is a flame giant, not a flame demon."

"Oh oh oh oh , flame giant."

Ganata nodded, she blinked and said to Merlin:

"This is my first time tasting the Fire Giant, and it's a big guy from Heavenly Father. After eating, I probably have to have a nap. I've eaten a lot of good things recently, so I have to get used to it."

"It's okay, you go to bed."

Merlin waved her hand and said to Ganata:

"In recent times, there has been no occasion where you need to take action. If it is an emergency, I will wake you up."

"You better not do that."

The purple-eyed girl used the strange spoon of material to scoop up a spoonful of extremely high temperature magma again and put it into her mouth. She sucked her tongue and said:

"When I was woken up, I was very angry when I woke up, but if it was really a special situation, it didn't matter."

"Okay, give me his head."

Merlin nodded with a smile, and he said something to Ganata.

The latter was already used to Merlin's operation. With a hook, Surtel's skull fell into Merlin's hand.

This time it was not just the rusty, weird iron mask.

That was a complete skull of flame.

It was treated by Ganata in a special way, like a fist-sized work of art, complete skull, complete iron mask, and no longer has the smell of rust.

Perhaps because Surtel voluntarily sought death, the power of the King of Fire was locked in it.

Merlin placed the skull in front of him, and he looked at the sockets of the skull, with a light shining in it, just like when Surtel was still alive.

“Good ingredients.”

The Raven Lord said softly, then tear open the space and took out a bottle of the best starry sky ink, and as before, wrapped the power of vanity on the skull of the King of Fire.

As the orange light rubbed, it was like the skull was swallowed, bitten, ground into powder with fire, falling into starry sky ink at Meilin's hand.

In just a few seconds, the ink seemed to be lit, emitting a flame-like light.

He took out the pen made of angel feathers, dipped it in the ink, then spread out the third blank page of the Book of Ravens, and lifted the pen and wrote on it:

"This is a story about Ragnarok, a story about Surtel"

This is not a curse.

Or, it's not a pure spell.

According to Surtel's request, Merlin wanted to describe the story of Surtel and Ragnarok in hundreds of words, just like a long poem.

Then, I began to copy the third combat form for myself as if I were recording the form of brute force.

“Ink is the tool that binds words to paper.”

"Word is thought, and is brought from the sky of the spirit into this hell of reality."

While writing, Raven said something Hela couldn't understand to himself.

He said:

"But even so, no matter how depraved the thought has fallen, even if the story represented by the thought has ended."

"But words, and what we can derive them, those stories, and those legends, as long as there are still people to commemorate and spread them."

“It’s still eternal.”

His font is beautiful and the most beautiful flower-like characters. The sound of bone chewing from time to time did not disturb Merlin's thoughts.

Beside him, Little Hela poked her head curiously and looked at the strange-shaped curse written by Merlin on the page.

That was a spell casting method she had never seen before.

A little further away, the reins of the gritter were tied to the stone.

On the saddle behind the goat, Thor, who was unconscious, had no signs of awakening, but he was not seriously injured and would probably wake up soon.

Hela was not a person who likes to learn. After watching it for a few minutes, she lost interest in Merlin's curse.

She could already conclude that even if Merlin wanted to teach, she would definitely not be able to learn it.

So, bored, she looked back at the lava body that was almost eaten up by Ganata.

The gaze was sensed by Ganata, and the purple-eyed girl raised her head and gave Hela a friendly smile.

This should have been a very sweet smile.

But the food residues stained with the corners of Ganata's mouth, the magma juice like tomato sauce, was like red blood, which made Xiao Xiao Haila shudder again.

She hurriedly turned around and complained to Merlin in a low voice:

"What are we still doing here?"

Xiao Xiao Haila pouted in dissatisfaction, and the child always didn't have much patience.

"Wait for someone."

Merlin focused on writing the third form of the spell. The starry sky ink at hand had already reached the bottom, and the sparkling firelight also became dim.

While continuing to write down the last handle, Raven Maharaja replied without raising his head:

"The game is not over yet. There are two pieces missing on the board. Haven't you noticed?"

"Um?"

Hela's eyes widened.

The little girl with a bun looked around and saw that in this broken world, she was beaten back to her childish mentality because of her lack of power.

Soon, Hela understood who Merlin was talking about.

Odin!

And the mysterious angel who took away the power gem.

Angela, it is said that she is Odin's first daughter and Hela's sister?

Thinking of this, Hela couldn't help but curl her lips.

She had no affection for her father, and she said in a cursed tone:

"That old man might have died long ago."

"You destroyed Asgard, and all the godly beings suffered heavy damage, and so did Odin, and he had a deeper connection with Asgard than me."

"At the moment the Divine Realm exploded, no matter where he was, he would be seriously injured."

Hela said:

"What a pity, he died at the hands of another daughter."

"oh?"

Merlin wrote the last character.

With the final completeness of the curse handle, a fire light shone on the text on the third page of the Raven Book, as if it was about to burn the entire book, but soon the fire light disappeared.
To be continued...