The idea of ​​the goddess of death constantly asking Salomon to kneel down was considered by the Secret Master to be a manic attack caused by the imprisonment, and this emotion became stronger as he ignored it. In fact, if no one came to repeat the glory of the past to her and express respect to her, it was a denial of the power she was born with. The more negative the dark skeleton land would appear colder.

She thought Salomon's disrespect was a silent ridicule to her, which made the goddess of death extremely angry.

Before this, Salomon had a deep understanding of the girls of Asgard's military aristocrats. They loved swords and swords than Chinese costumes, and they advocated force than wisdom. The goddess of death Hela was undoubtedly such an Asgardian. So after Salomon refused to kneel down, the angry goddess of death picked up her black sword "Sword of the Night Sky" and stabbed towards the secret mage.

She decided to use force herself. In the past, she was an idol admired by all Asgard girls.

The secret mage's reaction was very timely. He used the holy sword to push away the attack and quickly counterattacked. He closed the holy marks and lost the inexplicable power. The Goddess of Death who lost the power of Asgard were not much different in speed and power. However, Hela's sword skills were much more powerful than Salomon. Even if the two of them learned one-to-many swordsmanship, Hela's practical experience was terrible, which was far from what Salomon could reach.

But Salomon and Vishandi can use the power, and some simple spells complement his skills. His figure is like a ghost, always dodging before Hela's sword strikes his armor. Two daggers floating in the air blocked Hela's fatal attack on his helmet. A vicious gaze burst out from the eyes of the goddess of death. Every time the long sword and the long sword, the long sword and the shield collided, it made a harsh sound. Her attack became more and more fierce, and her sword skills became more and more vicious. Salomon had to step on Kala's pale skeleton and constantly changed positions.

When the black sword edge of the Night Sky Sword drew a deep scratch on the armor, the secret mage had to open the distance because the goddess of death had predicted his movements. This time it was just a feint attack, forcing him to move to the predetermined position. The next step would let the tip of the sword that looked like a poisonous snake penetrate into the gap in the armor and give Salomon a sinister blow.

"Crazy woman!" Salomon gritted his teeth and said something. The wound on his chest and abdomen was vaguely painful. The wound left to him by Malekis had not been bandaged yet, and it did not heal quickly after taking the alchemy potion. During the vigorous exercise, the fragile wound was torn apart in a rough manner. He felt his shirt wet and touched his body.

The goddess of death was very excited when she smelled the smell of blood. There were only bones, no blood, and no living creatures waiting for her to kill. She was the goddess of death. Life and death could highlight her greatness. The dry bones on the ground could not praise her glory.

"Hurry up, mortal!" She shouted happily as she smelled the smell, "Your swordsman is not bad, but not enough! More blood, more blood, only in this way can I be happy! Offer a gift to your queen, Midgard's warrior!"

Countless black swords flew out of her hand and hit the shield held by Salomon, thumping. She laughed and approached the secret mage, constantly blocking the sword that Salomon swung. Salomon used his shield to suppress the black sword that Hela stabbed, but the next second, another black sword pierced the eyes of the helmet, forcing the secret mage to dodge sideways. At this moment, the suppressed "Night Sky Sword" was viciously twitching, and a deep sword mark was drawn on the side armor and breast armor.

Fighting is a kind of entertainment for her, and death after the battle is her happiest moment. "Your swordsmanship makes me happy. I won't kill you now because we have to stay together for a long time." She laughed wildly, "But be careful, I don't guarantee your integrity. Today I will ask for a little finger of your first, so that it will not affect your sword. Only pain can let you know what attitude to face your queen!"

Countless black spikes shot at his leg armor that could not be covered by the shield, forcing him to walk to the corner of the skeleton hall, leaving him unable to retreat. "Hurry up, hurry up!" She showed a crazy smile, "Or you will die!"

Queen Friga rolled her eyes to the Supreme Mage. Sallomon's every move in the Kingdom of Death did not leave the Supreme Mage's eyes. Queen Friga presented this surveillance spell to a silver basin. She observed the situation of Sallomon and Hela through the water. However, this scene did not make the Queen happy. She did not expect that her daughter would be so crazy.

She originally thought that letting Salomon talk to Hela would help her daughter relieve her loneliness.

Any way to do it, Queen Friga didn't mind at all, and Asgard could afford the title of a prince.

"Aren't you worried?" Queen Friga asked the Supreme Master who was busy cutting the smoked salmon meat. The Supreme Master seemed to have no concern about the safety of his disciples at all. Even though he was almost poked into the eyes by Hela's Night Sky Sword, the Supreme Master thought that his disciples would not die.

The Supreme Master did not tell the queen of the battle between Salomon and the Dark Elf King. The Supreme Master decided to hide this secret. The Venerable knew why Salomon entered that state and also knew the true mystery of the Seventh Throne of Salomon. Ago Motor had already told her those unknown secrets. There were not many existences in this world who knew this except those eternal gods.

"No." The Venerable stuffed the smoked salmon made by Salomon into his mouth, and also opened a bottle of sweet wine. These are all Salomon's collections, and the Supreme Master can get them without asking. The secret lock added by Salomon to the wine cabinet is not a problem for the Supreme Master, nor is it a problem for the Queen Friga. "This child can handle it." The Venerable didn't even look at the situation shown in the water mirror. "Maybe he can really comfort your daughter who had a manic attack! No next time, Odin's family education problem cannot be solved every time. The Atrium is not a nursery for the Asa Gods. You children are too old to be three years old."

The situation was not good as the Supreme Master said, "coping it can be done". A black short sword was inserted into Salomon's shoulder armor, and the dragon-wing thruster was buzzing behind him. Salomon still made up his mind to open the holy mark. Although Hela did not have the dark elf king with ether particles, it was not something he could handle after a battle.

The holy sword and the black sword intersected, and the dragon wing propeller pushed him and Hela into the wall of the Obsidian Hall. A short knife appeared in the hand of the goddess of death, and it penetrated hard into the abdomen of the secret wizard. Salomon also raised his shield and slammed Hela's head from the side with the edge of the shield, breaking the fierce spike helmet.

Queen Friga could see clearly, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

The Supreme Master glanced at the water mirror lazily, and then continued to lower his head and eat the fish.

"This is not what you said 'could handle'!" Queen Friga pointed to Shuijing and said, "The child is going to die!"
Chapter completed!