We don't need to say anything more about Hela.

The woman who controls the largest entrance to the Dead in Azeroth is a madman driven mad by her own misery, a poor but also a tyrant who has spent thousands of years hiding in her Shadow Country, plotting a war of revenge against the Titan Guardian Odin and his Legion of the Immortals.

She broke the balance of life and death that she was supposed to maintain, detained the souls of those dead in her own realm, used them as raw materials, infused them with the power of the deep sea, and then nurtured them with hatred and distortion, to constantly create a dead soul warrior called "Kvadir", in the mysterious country of shadows, Kvadir who carried the hatred of Hela has reached an astonishing number.

According to the prince of trade, who was in charge of the commerce of the sea, the death goblin Buddy. According to some of Moore's reports, it can be deduced that Hela has secretly set off a frenzy of revenge, whether it is in the Howling Fjords of Northrend or the Stormfjord of the Broken Isles, in the gathering places of the Viku, the figure of the Kvadir Mist warriors who are constantly plundering the land.

She couldn't hold back the hatred she had suffered for hundreds of thousands of years, and she was going to declare war on Odin.

And as we all know, war, war never relies on diplomatic rhetoric to win, the most basic and important component of war is soldiers, Hela needs soldiers, she wants more soldiers at all costs, and her long-term detention of dead souls has affected the order of life in Azeroth...

Otherwise, such a big world is still pregnant with star souls, and it is impossible to have such a little life... In Tyrion's view, the area and resources of this world are enough to feed billions of people, but in reality? Even if you count the hidden races and alien races, the population of the entire Azeroth is only a little over 200 million at most.

The sparse population of a world is naturally related to productivity, but under the surface problem of productivity, there is a dilemma of civilization suspension and even regression caused by the hatred of a mad woman, Hela is not the culprit of the "history of Azeroth's degradation", but she plays a very important and sad role in it.

On the other hand, Bonsandy, the troll Grim Reaper, no matter how much Bonsandi likes to threaten others with words, but his job is really impeccable, under his management, the troll's civilized world continues to break out of civil war, massacres and extermination, trolls thousands of years ago, and also used the tactics of the sea of people to defeat the invincible Yaki Worm Empire, but even with such terrible consumption, the life system of the troll clan is still prosperous.

Compared with tens of thousands of years ago, the number of trolls in this world has not decreased, but is still increasing...

This is also the reason why Tyrion chose to cooperate with Bonsandy, compared to Hela, who is crazy and immersed in self-revenge, Bonsandi is undoubtedly an excellent collaborator, but now it seems that Tyrion was finally "sold" by Bonsandy, judging from the speed and time of Hela's arrival here, she must have known a long time ago that Tyrion would snipe the archdemon here.

"You betrayed me, friend."

Tyrion stood quietly in the center of the floating island of Dalaran, and he looked at Bonsandy:

"Don't you feel ashamed? We signed a contract..."

"Don't blame me, Tyrion, it's the boss's idea."

Bonsandy shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the sky, his fleshless lips moving as he spoke:

"A soul like Akmund is important to the order of the Dead Realm, it will play a greater role in our hands, you should not possess it, you cannot possess it, now, leave, for the sake of our good cooperation, get out of here... And never come back! ”

"I can't guess what you're going to do with it, but Ms. Hela..."

Tyrion had no intention of leaving, he turned his head to look at the silent Hela in the sky behind him, and he whispered:

"If you divide it up and half of it, let me do the math, and Lady Hela can use it to make more Kvardir Mist Warriors... Perhaps, you might be able to make a monster that can rival Odin, do you really hate him that much? ”

"Shut up! Mortal, my feud with Odin is beyond your comprehension, and I advise you to listen to Bonsandy's advice and get out of here, those "stories" between you and me, after I have done what is at hand, we will talk about it later. ”

Hela said indifferently, her hoarse voice echoing through the dark space like thunder:

"You're going to come to me, right? After all, Tyrion, the pieces of your soul, and those of your "loyal" subordinates, are still in my possession. ”

The queen of the underworld moved her body, and the nine black tentacles that were clasped around the floating island of Dalaran also moved with her, pulling the entire floating island, all trembling in the vibration of this force.

"I will wait for you in the depths of hell, waiting for you to kneel before my throne and become the most loyal vanguard of my war with Odin, your dark power will drown all of Valagar for me... Turn Odin's Valhalla into a complete hell! ”

Hela's mocking laughter silenced the atmosphere on the floating island of Dalaran like a heavy stone on Tyrion's shoulder, and after a moment, the Lord of the Dark Blades raised his head, and he looked at the faint stars above him that were completely different from the night sky, and he whispered:

"Oh, it seems, I don't seem to have much of a choice... But before I go, I have a question for you. ”

"When Akmund and his demons descended into this world, why didn't you appear righteously and use the powerful power in your hands to deal him a fatal blow?"

"Why did you hide in the shadows and watch when I, a lowly mortal, sniped at the Great Demon by all means, and when I was victorious, you jumped out and oppressed me with your might, trying to make me roll away like a mouse..."

Tyrion stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and he said in a tired voice:

"Let me guess, you also fear the power of the archdemon, just like the humans who shiver in the castle... You are afraid of him! Afraid of him who is alive, not of him who is dead, so after he dies, you can't wait to jump out and show your sense of existence, why? Because you're better than me? Right? Because you're a sure winner for me..."

"You're afraid of him, but not me, are you?"

Tyrion's voice was low, and in that voice it seemed to contain a volcano about to erupt, and he looked up, his ice-blue eyes staring at Hela and Bonsandy:

"You two disgusting... Mouse! ”

"Bang"

The massive tentacles slammed into the ruins of Dalaran, leaving a trail of shattering on the ground in a splash of brick and stone, with the power of death in pitch black, Hela's pale eyes glared at Tyrion, and her voice came from the mists of death:

"Shut up! Mortal... You're provoking me, you're doing something very dangerous! ”

Bonsandy also spread his hands a little helplessly, and persuaded Tyrion, who was unwilling to bow his head:

"My friend, I'm sorry for this, but trust me, it's the best thing for you to get out of here, back down, compromise, and then come to a consensus, I know it's hard, but whether you like it or not, that's how the world works... Maybe one day you will be one of us, and by that time, I will apologize to you. ”

"No, what the truth of this world is, I know better than you, Bonsandy, you don't need to comfort me, the way you are now is simply disgusting!"

Tyrion took a step back, bent down and grabbed the tentacles on the jaw of the archdemon who had lost consciousness, he looked left and right between Hela and Bonsandy, and then gave Bonsandi an eerie smile:

"But we used to be friends, right, Bonsandy... I'll give you a gift! ”

"Huh"

The moment the words landed, the remnants of the Great Demon were thrown in the direction of Bonsandy, and at the moment when the remnants of the body struck, Tyrion grabbed the blade of the Apocalypse and pulled out the long sword that was completely entangled in black fire, and at this moment, the change in Akmund's soul immediately made Hela and Bonsandy perceive that the soul in this mutilated body has become less... At least half!

"Bang Sandy, this is a gift for a broken friendship! You're welcome! ”

"I'll take part in your war with Odin, Hela, and by that time, I'll give you a... Surprise! ”

A pair of pale wings suddenly appeared behind Tyrion, grabbing his body and quickly disappearing into another space, the screaming Hela waved her tentacles and smashed at Tyrion who tried to escape, and Bonsandy, who got Akmund's body, waved at Tyrion with a chicken thief, and then dragged the stump with a smile and turned to run.

"You're a good friend, Tyrion, and when you're dead, I swear I'll protect your soul back to Hades... Old Bond Sandy never lies! ”

At the moment before the tentacles smashed into Tyrion with a huge force, they had lost 99% of their strength, and the empty Eye of Sargeras was smashed into the tentacles in front of them by Tyrion, and at the moment of contact with the tentacles, the last 1% of the evil power exploded, and the blasting evil energy was not worth mentioning for Hela, but at the moment when the evil energy exploded, from the underground of the ruins of Dalaran under everyone's feet, there was also a strange spatial fluctuation.

With the combination of the two forces, Hela's tentacles almost grazed Tyrion's body, and Vargri Agasa gritted his teeth, and after a shout, dragged Tyrion into the shadow realm he shouldn't have entered.

It stands to reason that Hela only needs to return to the Realm of Death to follow the trails left by Agasa and finally capture Tyrion, but that will take time, and the more serious problem is that the troll Death Reaper Bonsandi who came with her has dragged Akmund's body to her portal, and Hela almost did not hesitate, she manipulated the remaining tentacles and frantically smashed at the fleeing Bonsandy.

"You're crazy! Hela, go after Tyrion, and the half of his soul is yours! ”

"Put down what you have in your hands, it's mine! Filthy trolls! ”

"Want something from me? Then take it, if you can catch up with me, disgusting crazy woman, I've had enough of you! ”

A minute earlier, the two Grim Reapers had stood together, threatening Tyrion to give up the loot they had received, but a minute later, the two Grim Reapers' had fought over the broken loot.

The power of death crisscrossed this space, and in the battlefield of death, only one-third of it was left, and the Dalaran floating island, which could be hit by the two bigwigs at any time and shattered into tens of millions of pieces, also suddenly disappeared into this space shrouded by the power of death in the sound of space shattering.

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Tyrion, who was dragged by Agasa and flew quickly through the strange world, was in a terrible situation.

He wasn't injured in the attacks of Hela and Sanbondi, and the bad situation now is entirely due to the fact that he went where he shouldn't have been... The Realm of the Dead, the Shadow Realm, the Void Realm, it has many names, but none of them are for mortals, and this world that is the opposite of the present world is not where Tyrion should be now.

What's more, the way he entered this place was somewhat... Brusque.

"Tyrion! Wake up! Don't sleep, damn it! ”

Vagri Agasa flapped her wings frantically, the King of the Dark Blades in her arms was in a state of being stripped of her senses, and when she was forcibly dragged into the Dead Realm by Agasa, the collision of the forces of the present world and the Dead Realm had a certain impact on Tyrion's soul.

His senses at this time were like being dragged into a wheel that rotated tens of thousands of times a second, and the terrible vertigo that directly acted on the soul made Tyrion feel like he wanted to vomit for a long time, but the problem was that the soul couldn't vomit, and this contradictory situation made his will more ambiguous.

It's like binge drinking a lot of alcohol, which can be completely broken at any time, and then lose consciousness, this bad feeling has nothing to do with the amount of power, it is purely the suppression of the different laws of the two worlds.

Wagri held Tyrion while flying, looking left and right, this world was dull and dark in Tyrion's eyes, but in the eyes of Varri, a shadow creature, it was a different attitude, Agatha knew very well that a life like Tyrion who accidentally entered the shadow world could easily attract something very terrifying and difficult to entangle.

"Those... Those black things, following you... What is that? ”

Tyrion asked suddenly, which made Agatha pause, and then whispered:

"Hold on! The next exit is not long in coming... Those things, those are Dementors, raiders attracted by the scent of souls, living on the negative emotions of souls, and no one wants to deal with them in the realm of death... Wait, can you see them? ”

"Yes! They're ugly! ”

Tyrion said with difficulty, he shook his head, looking at the dark environment around him, his senses were slowly recovering, but it was like a thin veil between him and his soul, he couldn't see, hear, touch, smell, this feeling was enough to make a living person crazy, but Tyrion was a dead man, and he was more tolerant of these negative effects.

In his trance-like vision, he could see the black shadows behind Agatha running on all fours, like ghouls thrown into ink, but they were thinner, more distorted, more elongated, full of awkwardness and fear, and he could see no eyes, only the constantly beating body.

They seem to be able to appear everywhere, and even above Tyrion's head, you can see Dementors who twist their limbs in reverse and chase in an eerie posture, these guys are like a collection of all the negative emotions of the creator, if you see this thing in this world, Tyrion will definitely not hesitate to draw his sword and slash it.

But now, he can't... A few seconds later, maybe a few hours later, time had lost its meaning here, and in short, a distorted light was seen in Tyrion's increasingly heavy and dazed eyes, and Agassa's voice was heard at this moment:

"Hold on! Don't sleep! Don't listen to those voices... The exit is just ahead! Grit your teeth... It maybe, a little painful..."