Chapter three hundred and forty-eight intertwined life and death
The anger, severe pain, and the black dagger were inserted into the gaps in the armor on the abdomen, piercing the skin and muscles, and drilling upwards insidiously. Salomon felt that the dagger pierced his liver, and the pain was unbearable.
He couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, but the sound was ground in his throat because the shame and pain penetrated deeper.
The uncontrollable emotion caused him to quickly activate the stigmata, even exceeding the safety threshold he set for himself. The Kabbalah source of joy was ignited again, golden flames overflowed from his eyes again, and the goddess of death saw the dazzling halo
They gathered behind his head. Before Hela could scream, Salomon roared like a giant beast, and furious steam sprayed from the ferocious dragon-headed helmet into the cold air.
At this moment, in the cold mountains of Italy, a priest who participated in the Mass had a huge wound on his abdomen, and blood spattered on the benches in the front row and on his crimson robe. But the other monks who participated in the Mass did not pay attention.
Still immersed in prayer, similar wounds appeared on all the monks.
Moru still stood in front of the altar, receiving the warm light.
In the dark kingdom of death, Salomon let go of his shield and grasped the hilt of the sword with his other hand. Salomon swung the holy sword like a hammer and knocked the goddess of death away, hitting her directly.
On the other side of the obsidian palace wall in the Hall of Bones. His speed was so fast that no one could see clearly, and no one knew how much force he used. All bystanders only heard the fleeting roar of his long sword.
A white cloud appeared and then disappeared in the blink of an eye. Salomon pulled out the dagger inserted deeply into his abdomen and crushed it together with the black dagger inserted into his shoulder armor. He seemed to be the spokesperson for rage and arrogance walking in the world.
, is also the essential embodiment of holiness and nobility, with angelic hymns and demonic roars accompanying his every statement.
"You!" The dragon wing thrusters screamed, pushing him quickly towards the goddess of death who had just smashed the wall. The collision between the holy sword and the black sword was too fast to see clearly, and the silver-gold knight and the black-green goddess of death were fighting.
A life-and-death fight that mortals cannot intervene in. Hela let out a roar of joy and joy - this is exactly what she wants. In this country of death, there is only death, either killing or being killed. She has not killed anyone for a long time,
A well-matched opponent allows her to vent the pain of being imprisoned for thousands of years.
Salomon moved too fast, and the holy sword pierced Hela's body again and again, but when he drew out the holy sword, those wounds healed as if they had never existed. He smashed Hela's seemingly slender body with his bare hands.
The hard bones under the limbs, but the twisted limbs returned to their original shape in the blink of an eye. Even though the goddess of death lost most of her power, her immortality still existed, and her wounds even healed faster than Salomon.
When Salomon cuts off her limbs, the stumps will disappear in an instant and then appear where they should have been.
She was accompanied by death when she was born. She is the spokesperson of the goddess of eternal silence in the main material plane. There is no blood in her body, only the power of death and life flows.
The silver-gold knight punched the Goddess of Death in the abdomen. Then, he crushed Hela's knees, grabbed her neck and pushed her to the ground. Salomon turned around to avoid being stabbed from the ground.
With a black sword that was as tall as a person, he stood behind Hela, who was kneeling and panting, and used all his strength to thrust the holy sword straight into Hela's back.
The holy sword penetrated the chest, and the blade smashed into the obsidian like a nail, nailing the goddess of death to the cold ground that reflected the dark green light. Salomon twisted the black swords on the ground, and he used those black swords as nails.
He nailed Hela's limbs firmly to the ground. Then he drew out his holy sword and stabbed several black swords into Hela's chest again.
He did not have time to try to kill this immortal goddess, he could only use the most effective means to restrict her actions. The goddess of death did not take into account the several black swords that penetrated into her body. She was like a black rose blooming among the chaotic swords.
Those black swords did not bring her pain, which made her extremely happy.
She puffed out her chest and allowed the black sword to slice through her body.
"Let me see your face." She said in a low and crazy voice, "Let me see your face, warrior! You are not a knight of Midgard, tell me your name!"
Salomon hesitated for a moment, but he still let the armor covering his face slowly fade away. The ferocious silver-white dragon head disappeared, revealing a young face, but the golden shimmering eyes made him look...
He was much more mature and majestic. "I am the disciple of the Lord of Humanity, the heir of the Supreme Mage, the holder of the Holy Sword and the Holy Spear, and the user of the secret method of Emperor Weishan." He said, "I am Salomon Mi.
Seiya Damonette Pendragon."
"You can't kill me!"
"I know."
"I remember your name! I am the king of Asgard and also your queen!" The goddess of death showed a cruel smile, "Even if you have the ability to leave here, I will go to find you. When I come from
When you get out of this damn cage, it's time for you and me to have a fair duel. Then I will make you surrender, Salomon! I, Hela, am your queen!"
"It seems that Hela likes him quite a lot." Queen Frigga's eyes widened, looking at everything shown in the water mirror. Although Salomon's method was a bit rough, the result made the Queen very satisfied. The Supreme Mage expressed disdain.
The chuckle made the Queen of Heaven roll her eyes. "How are you going to let your disciples come out?" the Queen of Heaven asked, "Odin's cage cannot be opened now."
"Kama Taj once studied the Rubik's Cube." The Supreme Mage put down the fork in his hand. She turned her wrist, and a silver-gold figure suddenly appeared in the wooden house. Salomon smashed the floor of the wooden house with an exclamation.
.For a time, dust and golden light spots were flying everywhere, but they could not get past the spells arranged by the Supreme Mage.
"You did well, my dear disciple." The Supreme Mage said to Salomon who stood up with a displeased look on his face, "Whether it was fighting or smoking salmon, you did very well."
"Teacher, Queen of Heaven." The mystic mage saluted, and then sat feebly on the chair next to the dining table. He let out a long sigh, and then became motionless. The dragon-wing thruster that had just been turned off was pressed against the chair.
On the bed, there was a sizzling sound, and the smell of burning wood slowly rose. He was really too tired. Two consecutive battles to activate the stigmata consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy. As for Malekith, he
I don't want to care about it at all - the soul of the King of Dark Elves has almost been ground to pieces by etheric particles. If Thor can't defeat him like this, then he might as well support Hela in taking the throne.
The Supreme Mage pushed a plate of smoked salmon in front of Salomon, and the Mystic Mage lazily raised his head. The golden light in his eyes had disappeared, and he became the ordinary person again, but there was something somewhere that he did not notice.
It was still a permanent change. Salomon clapped his hands gently, and the invisible servant picked up the knife and fork to help him cut the fish meat, and then put the fish meat into his mouth.
"Why do you even have to use magic to eat?" The Supreme Mage patted Salomon's sweaty head in disgust, and then the Supreme Master's expression became even more disgusted. The Supreme Master waved his fingers, and all the sweat and dried blood on Salomon's body
The blood disappeared instantly. Salomon just smiled reluctantly. He did not refute, but continued to accept the feeding from the invisible servant.