Sadness was more important than death, and this was the feeling.
The companions who had grown up and fought together for thousands of years, under the command of the great Odin, launched an attack on the rebel Goddess of Death, Hela. In the end, no one in the entire army survived, and she fell into this kingdom of the dead with herself.
They thought they could rest in peace, but the result was heartbreaking.
They sacrificed their lives to the gods in exchange for supreme glory to fight on the battlefield, just to go to the Valhalla after death.
But the truth was...
Not only were they not brought to the Valhalla, but they were thrown into Helheim.
Apart from her, the souls of the twenty-six Valkyries had fallen into the hands of the goddess of death, Hela. They could not even rest in peace after death, and they were tortured for eternity!
This was the most painful memory hidden deep in Brunhilde's heart!
She hated Hela, and she hated Odin's heartlessness even more. She had abandoned Valkyrie as a prop!
"The meat is burnt."
A voice interrupted her thoughts.
When Brunhilde returned to her senses, she discovered that the flesh on the sword had already been roasted black.
Brunhilde lightly sighed. She threw away the charred meat, skewered it, and roasted it on the fire. She said to Lod, "If you recover from your injuries, hurry up and leave. Helheim is not a good place. If you are discovered by Hela, you will never be able to leave this place."
Lod raised his eyebrows. "From what you're saying, you can't leave this place?"
"I am already a dead person."
Brunhilde's gaze darkened and she mocked herself. "A dead person can only stay in the underworld. Where can she go?"
Did she not want to leave?
But the soul of a dead person is bound by the rules of the underworld of Helheim, and can only stay here and suffer forever!
"You saved my life, and I can grant you a wish." Lod smiled and said, "What if I tell you that I can take you out of here?"
Brunhilde's body trembled slightly, and the light in her eyes flashed away. She sighed faintly and said, "Take care of yourself first. You can only take me away from Helheim. Unless you can defeat the goddess of death, Hela, don't say such big words."
The entire Helheim was under the control of the goddess of death, Hela.
No one could take away any soul from her, not even the god Odin, let alone a seriously injured person who was about to die.
"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse."
Lod could not help but smile. "People always have dreams. What if I can really do it?"
"There is no 'what if'. You have no idea how scary Hela is!" Brunhilde glanced at him unhappily.
Although she said that she didn't believe him, a trace of hope ignited in her heart. Even though it was so vague, she still couldn't help but fantasize.
Lod chuckled and narrowed her eyes. "I already said that it was just in case. What can I do if I think about it?"
"If... if you can really take me away." Brunhilde had a hesitant expression.
Thinking about it, she was dreaming.
Her heart suddenly became free and easy, and Brunhilde smiled. "I am willing to swear that I will serve you with my life and be your... Valkyrie."
Lod revealed a meaningful gaze and said, "Then it is a deal, my Valkyrie... Brunhilde."
"It seems that I am really crazy to believe your nonsense." Brunhilde shook her head in amusement, then turned away from Lod and focused on roasting the meat in her hand.
Soon, the meat was roasted.
The fragrant roasted meat was steaming, and it was filled with rich fragrance and overflowing meat juice, making people want to take a bite.
Brunhilde turned around and asked, "You are injured. Do you want a piece?"
Lod took the barbecue and asked in surprise, "Isn't this hell? A dead soul shouldn't need to eat."
"Of course I need it."
Brunhilde explained, "If you stay in Helheim for a long time without energy, you will soon become a wandering soul that has lost all reason and self-consciousness."
Lod's eyes revealed a hint of understanding. Helheim had very little spirit, and he was not enough to supply these souls. That was why he had hunted other creatures to replenish his own situation.
After eating and drinking, Brunhilde hugged her sword and curled up beside the fire to sleep. As an injured person, Lod naturally occupied the stone bed covered with animal skin.
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Helheim was shrouded in ice and snow all year round, and there was no distinction between day and night, so he could only rely on physical sense and intuition to judge the time.
During these two days of rest, Lod also found one thing.
That was that Helheim's Reishi was extremely rare, and the concentration was even less than one-tenth of the current world!
Such a rare Reishi concentration directly led to the slow recovery of his injury. Until now, Spiritual Power had only recovered less than one-fifth, far from the peak.
It was simply ridiculous...
He had never seen such a shabby hell before. The concentration of spirit particles was even inferior to that of the modern world. He really didn't know what was going on with Hela!
Brunhilde greeted him. "I'm going out to hunt. Be careful alone."
The last time, the beast meat had already been divided up by the two, leaving behind a pile of white bones. Originally, it was enough for her to eat for a week, but Lod's appetite was relatively large. He ate more at a time than her, and in just two days, he had already finished. Thus, Brunhilde could only go out to hunt.
After speaking, Brunhilde walked out of the cave and disappeared into the snowstorm.
"Eh..."
Lod sighed speechlessly.
At this rate, he estimated that it would take at least half a month before he could fully recover to his peak state.
In any case, it was boring to stay alone, so he could just go and draw the reward from the settlement.
If not for that bastard Zadkiel interfering in the middle, he would probably have already drawn the reward, so there was no need to wait until now.
Lod roughly calculated.
In view of the city that had not been repaired and the souls that had been accumulated before, the number of superior souls that he currently possessed was a total of thirty-five. It could be said to be the most large sum of money up to date!
The superior prize pool was drawn ten times by ten souls, so he could draw a total of thirty times!
Thirty times!
And it was a superior prize pool, what kind of concept was this?
Just thinking about it made Lod unable to contain his excitement. "Dog System, draw!"
[Ding ---]
[Do you want to consume 30 * superior souls to draw a prize? ]
Lod rubbed his hands together, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sure. I want to draw a prize!"
Hu ---
First, a white fog suddenly drifted over, and then the Soul King Palace appeared in front of his eyes.
A brown-haired man wearing a black framed glasses, with an elegant and easy-going temperament slowly walked over. The corners of his lips held a gentle smile, and his eyes seemed to be deep enough to see through people's hearts.
Lod was slightly shocked and recognized the man at a glance.
Aizen Sousuke!
2D - well-known pretentious prick and arrogant bastard.
Not only did he have the wisdom to fool everyone in his palm, but he was also impeccable in terms of strength. All of death god's skills were at the peak, and even his scientific research skills were at the ultimate BOSS!
Unexpectedly...
The person who was stationed at the top prize pool was actually him!