36. Dawn. Grievance settled--For the evil moon comet comes to brothers [21/22]
Even with Death's full assistance, it is very difficult to defeat a powerful guardian like Odin.
The Lord of War was made by the most powerful Titan in the Pantheon, Aman'Thul, the King of the Gods. The Titan who controlled the power of time and thunder passed on his most original power to Odin. The King of War
The King in Azeroth is equivalent to a clone of Aman'Thul, the King of the Gods.
Theoretically, there is no creature in this world that can defeat Odin, but the fate of the world of Azeroth has long been disrupted. In this future chaotic world, no matter what happens, it is possible.
"哐"
The scarred Odin knelt down on the re-frozen sea. He looked extremely miserable. His steel body was covered with scratches of various energies, and his left leg seemed to have been hit by a handful.
The knife cut off most of it, and the most fatal part was the chest. This time the goddess of luck did not favor him anymore. Hydra's crazy offensive tore his body apart, and the doomsday beast's claws tore apart the guardian's mechanical core.
In the terrifying claw marks, wisps of blood-like energy liquid were left from the scars, representing Odin's life, which was passing away bit by bit.
This guardian has never been so weak. He struggled to hold up his body with the broken thunder spear to prevent himself from falling. The scene was extremely tragic, just like a veteran who had fought countless battles at the last moment of his life.
Willing to show one's weakness to the enemy.
In front of Odin, Hydra, the doomsday hydra, did not achieve a crushing victory. In fact, judging from her appearance, she performed even worse than Odin.
The King of War who abandons everything and fights to the death is terrifying. Even Tyrion dare not say that he can suppress him steadily, especially for the oldest guardian like Odin. He must have something else in his hands.
trump card
Among other things, Odin still has a piece of the Pillar of Creation, the Shield of Aggramar, in his hand.
It was a sacred object used by the defender of the Pantheon, the most powerful Titan after Sargeras. Odin's super high authority was enough for him to use this shield easily, and it is said that the Shield of Aggramar
It has a so-called invincible defense. Maybe it is not invincible in the traditional sense, but if Odin had used this thing, the outcome of the battle would probably be very different.
And if Odin wants to use the Shield of Aggramar, then the high lord who has been watching will probably join the battle.
But to the great lord's surprise, Odin seemed to have no intention of using this sacred object from the beginning. He was like the most old-school warrior, wielding the thunder spear and fighting madly with the doomsday beast Hydra on the ice.
, he cut open 7 of Hydra's heads, chopped off one of Hydra's wings, smashed Hydra's tail vertebrae with brute force, and even after the mechanical core was broken, he still tore it off.
He took one of the hydra's claws.
Frankly speaking, with such fighting power and fighting attitude, he can truly be called the number one reckless man in Azeroth.
And Hydra was just a little bit close to failing again under the wild attack of the reckless Odin. It was really just a little bit away!
"Cough, cough, cough"
Odin, who was leaning on his body with a broken gun, raised his head with difficulty. The gem inlaid on his left eye had been smashed by Hydra, and there was also a terrifying scar on his right eye. In his blurred vision, he saw
The body of the stumbling Doomsday Hydra slowly transformed into a female Vrykul as the black mist dispersed.
She was wearing a witch's robe, and under the Vrykul's unique determined expression was a pair of eyes like the ocean.
That's Hela
Not the Queen of Hades, Hela, but the former sea witch Hela
When the Great Lord reshaped Hela's body, he helped Hela recover the body that was destroyed by Odin. Of course, it was no longer the steel body of the guardians, but a body of flesh and blood, but fortunately this body was also perfect.
It restored the original appearance of Hela.
Hela, who turned into human form, looked pale. She won, but it was not easy. The injuries caused by Odin would require at least several months or even years of recovery, but that was nothing, it was just a matter of spending some time.
Hela in human form picked up the tip of Odin's broken thunder spear from the ground. She held the tip of the rapidly shrinking spear, like a stumbling old woman, getting closer to the dying woman little by little.
of Odin.
Hela stood in front of Odin, looking at the giant half-kneeling on the ground, extremely miserable. She could see the torn mechanical core on Odin's chest. For the guardian, the damage to the mechanical core meant
It means the death of the body, and the damage of the wisdom core means the death of the soul.
Hela's blue eyes were filled with complex emotions. She was about to complete her revenge. Her heart was full of joy, but looking at the dying Odin, the joyful revenge did not last long.
Filled with the emptiness that comes with madness.
She spent tens of thousands of years planning her revenge against Odin. For revenge, she had given up everything. Now, the revenge was completed, but under the body, apart from the fleeting pleasure, there was only one thing left.
What to play?
Can a person who lives for revenge, after completing her revenge, expect her to live happily and peacefully?
Impossible!
Revenge is not a result, but a process. In this process, not only the enemy is changed, but also oneself is forged into a sharp sword born for revenge. But after piercing the enemy's chest, this sword
The sword has lost its direction. If it is not controlled, it will soon move towards other people, towards those innocent people.
"You're going to die! Odin!"
Hela raised her head. Behind her, the deepest night had come to an end. On the distant coastline, there was already a faint light. It was dawn, and in this last dark night, the sea witch was leaning on
With the gun broken, she looked at the enemy in front of her, her former father, and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Odin! Don't you want to say something?"
"cough"
The weak King of War coughed with difficulty. He looked at Hela below with his blurred eyes, as if he was recalling the time he spent with Hela in Ulduar, and in Hela
When questioned, he shook his head:
"I, there's nothing to say. I did what I thought was right. From the perspective of a chief manager, I never regret it."
"Bang"
The broken gun in Hela's hand was like a sharp arrow, and it pierced Odin's damaged mechanical core again. This blow sent the half-kneeling Odin flying out, in an embarrassing state.
The old soldier rolled on the ice like a collapsed hill.
"You don't regret it! Why don't you regret it! How can you not regret it!!!"
Hela's sharp shout echoed on the ice field. She rushed to Odin, clenched her fists, and stared at the guardian in front of her:
"You shaped me, you destroyed me, but even in an era when I was determined to take revenge on you, I was still influenced by you, Odin! I did evil things to my sisters who were willing to follow me, like
What you did to me is just like me questioning you, they, they also questioned me!"
"Bang"
Hela knelt on the ice, and the sea witch's voice became extremely dull at this moment:
"They didn't scold me, they didn't try to kill me, they didn't even resent me. All they asked for was an apology."
"Even if I did such evil things, even if I tortured them for so long, all they want is to say, I'm sorry."
"That's what I want too"
Hela's voice sounded like sobbing at this moment, which was the weakness she had never shown to the world. Like an abandoned daughter, she knelt beside her father and whispered:
"Why why can't you just say sorry to me!"
"Even when you are about to die, are you going to continue to be such a bastard? You may be a qualified guardian, Odin, but you are a failure, you are a complete failure! I hate you! I hate you
!!”
Hela's sobs seemed to wake up the severely injured Odin. The giant opened his one eye with difficulty. It was probably because the energy in his body was lost too much. It took him several minutes to shrink his huge body into an ordinary one.
Vrykul body shape.
He looked at Hela who was kneeling next to him and murmuring in pain. This guardian used her last bit of strength to finish what she had not finished just now.
"Yes, Hela, as a guardian, I don't regret it, but as a father, I am very painful. I removed your sculptures and prohibited them from telling your story. That is not because I want to cover up all this, Hela, my daughter.
I don't have the courage to repent to you, I am a coward and I let you do whatever you want in hell because I feel I owe you."
"I'm going to die Hela, live well, don't forget, don't forget your mission"
While Odin coughed up an energy liquid that looked like blood, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to hold Hela's hand. The sea witch took a few steps forward on her knees and held the cold hand in her hand.
This action put a final smile on Odin's scarred face.
"Hela, I'm sorry"
"Even if you are in hell, please take care of this world and protect it. The Shield of Aggramar is in my body. I give it to you. Be careful! I saw corruption in that holy object.
The Titan! Watch out! He's coming soon!"
"Goodbye, my daughter"
The last glimmer of light in Odin's eyes dimmed at this moment, and a golden lightning flashed in the air, seeming to represent the complete fall of the King of War.
The weeping Hela did not look like an Avenger at all. She knelt there and cried bitterly as if she had truly lost her father.
The 11 pale Valkyrie opened the cracks in the world of death and slowly fell around the bodies of Hela and Odin. Just like they did when they were sea witches, they half-knelt behind Hela, silently praying for the dead.
The King of War Sends Off
—
Farther away, the great lord in black robes stood quietly on the ice field. He looked at the "farewell" of Hela, the Valkyries and Odin, and his intuition told him that it was best not to disturb them.
He turned around and looked at the dawn that was about to open behind him. The fiery red ball of light was about to jump out of the sea. It would be a new era.
And just when the great lord was quietly waiting for dawn, he suddenly heard some riot-like shouts, which made the great lord turn around, and then he saw the densely packed sea that appeared outside the unfrozen ice sheet.
The canoes were Vrykul canoes. The great lord could clearly see that those canoes were filled with fully armed Vrykul warriors. They were roaring and waving their weapons, heading towards the ice field.
Come.
This actually shocked the great lord.
"After witnessing the war at Ragnarok with your own eyes, do you still have the courage to approach the place where the gods are fighting?"
Tyrion shook his head:
"These Vrykul people are really brave. No wonder Odin values them so much. But someone's daughter is already presiding over the funeral. Nothing will happen without you."
After saying that, the great lord waved his finger, and a rolling cold wind roared across the entire ocean where dawn was about to rise. The Vrykul keel battleships were unable to resist this sudden strong wind, and were blown back continuously, and from time to time they would
Some warriors fell into the water, and even if they chose to swim, they would not be able to pass through the strong winds set by the great lord.
To be honest, Tyrion was not willing to let these Vrykul disturb Odin's departure. After all, aside from some dark history, he was also a respectable warrior.
But the development of the matter was beyond the expectations of the great lord. The Vrykul's keel battleship was blown by the wind and could not move forward, but there was a tattered canoe that almost pushed forward against the cold wind evoked by the great lord.
While other warships were retreating, only this dilapidated wooden ship was moving forward.
This scene made the superstitious Vrykul warriors clamor. They shouted the names of "Sons of Odin" or "Heroic Spirits", waved their weapons, and even beat war drums to cheer for the warrior driving the canoe.
It's like a weird ritual.
That also attracted the attention of the great lord. Tyrion turned his head, and he clearly saw the Vrykul standing on the canoe, paddling frantically, and advancing against the strong wind.
Wait, why does this guy look familiar?
He was a bald man, wearing a strange robe, and his exposed skin had traces of being burned. The most unique thing was that he had a pair of blue eyes like the sea, and hanging on his waist was a simple-looking
The horn and Tyrion, knew that horn.
That's Odin's Champion, Heimdall's Horn!
"It turns out to be you!"
The great lord narrowed his eyes. He did not stop the "Vrykul" created by himself from boarding the ice field. Instead, he stood in the sky and looked at him quietly, as if waiting for the legend of this Vrykul.
The story starts the same.
And behind the great lord, the fiery red flame finally jumped out of the sea level, spreading endless light to the entire world.
