"Enough!" Salomon turned sideways, and the winged eagle on the thick shoulder armor was cut off. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and cut off Hela's arm with the holy sword. The tip of the holy gun pressed against the throat of the fallen goddess of death. Such tragic injuries and pain finally made Hela wake up from the madness. The secret mage stepped on the black sword "night sky" with combat boots, completely cutting off Hela's hope of counterattack. The almost damaged voice unit on his throat barely sent out his voice, but it was accompanied by the sizzling current sound, which made it difficult to hear clearly. Perhaps it was because Marbus took into account the needs of the future and deliberately used precious materials on the voice unit, which allowed this voice unit to block Hela's sword edge and prevented the secret mage from being cut off from the fate of being slit.

"You are no match for me now!"

"You're not bad, either." Haila spat. The hot sweat was quickly cooled by the cold wind on the mountain. She tried hard to calm her anger and let reason return to her brain. "If it weren't for the damn Odin..."

The secret mage looked at Hela's stubborn eyes through the electronic eye servo system. Because Hela's madness, he had to use power beyond the norm to transform the original fighting skills into a battle of power, which made the secret mage who had originally enjoyed the sword fighting a little dissatisfied. But he also knew that he was not addicted to the pleasure of fighting. "I admit that your fighting skills are excellent. If you have the opportunity to go out here, maybe we can compete!" He said, "But now is not a time to complain, if you are willing to listen to my suggestions..."

"Anyway, you have won me, and the winner is qualified to put forward the conditions. You are a powerful warrior, and I look forward to a victory or defeat with you in Asgard." Hai pulled his barely recovered arm, and then climbed up from the ground. Even though she was not dressed and covered in blood, she still maintained a proud attitude and believed in her heart that she was just a little loser. She raised her chin and said, "Tell me, your queen is listening!"

"Oh...shy child! Hurry up and carry her into the room!" Friga jumped in front of the silver mirror in a hurry.

Salomon made promises of alliance and concession to Hela. It is conceivable that even the exhausted Hela could not agree to such a proposal. She had not completely lost her mind and could give up the soon-to-be Asgard because of the position of an unformed empire.

"I know you won't accept such advice, but don't forget that I am a wizard." Seeing that Hela was about to fight to the death, Salomon quickly said, "The dusk of Ragnarok will come, and Asgard will soon disappear, and Asgard will not regain his vitality after destruction. I can provide you with an opportunity to conquer the Galaxy and expand territory for the Nine Realms. The endless war is what you want most, isn't it?"

"I am the future king of Asgard! Not a weapon driven by others!"

"A ruin and the king of the dead, is this what you want?" The secret mage mocked him. He didn't look at the goddess of death who was cleaning up his blood, and sat on the cliff, overlooking the unchanging Helheim, the steel woods and the Styx were shining with gloomy light.

"You are always weapons, weapons used by Odin to expand the territory of Asgard. I am the tool created to fulfill a certain mission. Unlike you, I understand my mission, and I am willing to do so." He said, "You can do your own thing. At that time, what else can your subordinates rule besides bones? Do you want to be the king of all stones?"

"What a tongue! Don't want me to give up my revenge on Odin, mortal!" Hela shouted in anger, "I knew that you must be the liar Odin who convinced me! What did he promise you to make you willing to come here to die?!"

"I have nothing to do with Odin, and I never intend to stop you. I know you will not agree with my advice until you see the ending." Salomon took off his helmet, revealing his sweat-wet black hair and almost pale face. The wounds that Hela brought him were not healed for a long time. The power from the concept of [death] is slowly but firmly taking his life. But he never showed pain and fear on his face, as if the terrible wound under the armor was just a trace of ink on parchment. "In fact, you are the prelude to the dark future." He said, "After complicated calculations, I found that if I could recruit you, the future human empire would reach a different height. I need you, Hela, I need you to bring the Asgardians after the end of the world into humanity, and then work with me to complete the tasks that the Asada tribe failed to complete in the year."

"Unified the Galaxy?"

"Yes, unify the Galaxy and complete the upgrade that humans and Asgardians have not yet completed." Golden flames were burning in Salomon's eyes. Hela knew what Salomon was referring to. Even if she was not interested in history, she also knew the origin of life in the Nine Realms and the genetic engineering of the God Group. In a sense, both Asgardians and humans have the common bloodline, that is, the blood of the gods. Even if the Asgardians call themselves gods, they are still a long distance away from becoming a real god. Humans have the potential to upgrade, but they have not yet entered the threshold.

She was almost moved by the vision, but she quickly woke up from the charm of Salomon's voice.

"I am the King of Asgard!"

"As long as I can achieve my goal, it doesn't matter if you are willing to call yourself the King of the Galaxy." Salomon looked at Hela's eyes, "Let your eyes be long-term, Hela. At that time, both the Asgardians and humans can completely get rid of the fate of the universe. As long as you are willing, it doesn't matter what you want, because after completing the mission, the human race will not need me."

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“Power is just a means and tool to me, not an end.”

Hela felt a pair of hands holding her heart tightly. "You fool!" she shouted, "Are you so willing to be a tool?"

"I was born for this, and I knew I had no free will. I didn't mind, but this did not mean that I was willing to follow the footsteps of the ancient gods." Salomon whispered, "I am a human tool, my own tool."

"What's the difference?" Hela asked.

"There is a difference. I have a plan..."

The Supreme Master stretched out his finger and disturbed the originally calm water surface of the Silver Mirror.

Friga looked up in horror and looked at the Supreme Mage. She was still immersed in the shock of the terrible plan described by Salomon. "Is this your real plan?" She couldn't help but hold her sky blue war skirt tightly, with exquisite gold in her palm, "Do you know what this means?"

The Venerable said calmly, "I know, and my disciples know it too. In fact, this plan was proposed by him."

"You are even more crazy than I thought! You are against the whole universe! You will not end up doing this!"

"But this is also the only way to get humans out of the gods' play." The Supreme Master looked firm, "I share this plan with you to get your support, Friga. Do you want to watch Asgard experience the twilight of the gods in the cycle of reincarnation, and his soul becomes the food of the ancient gods?"

"What arrogance!"

"This is the human race that raises the banner of rebellion to the ancient god who manipulates his destiny!" The Venerable said loudly, "Salomone's origin is an opportunity. Do you think I have forgotten the fate of Camelo? Human beings must not repeat the same mistakes! I found the opportunity to cultivate him into his current appearance in hundreds of millions of possibilities. I killed him tens of millions of times! Saved him tens of millions of times! He educated him tens of millions of times! Now, he believes that he is a human, then he will complete his mission! Complete what Odin dares to accomplish! Only such a person is worthy of becoming the Lord of humanity!"
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