Chapter 293: Hela
Roar! The Striped Fierce Tiger crouching at Tang Song's feet suddenly raised its head and let out a Tiger Roar at Hela.
The deterrence originating from the King of Beasts appeared on this Uninhabited small island for the first time.
This roar instantly awakened the deep-seated fear in the bones of the birds and beasts on the island.
The calls of the birds, beasts, and insects throughout the island seemed to instantly fall silent under this Tiger Roar, leaving the island in a dead silence.
A sharp light flashed in Hela's eyes. She looked at the immortal-like Tang Song with a cold laugh and said, "I knew you had a problem. It looks like that old man Odin sent you to deal with me!"
Tang Song slowly rose from the giant stone he was leaning against, stroking the Tiger Head of the Big Cat beside him, and sighed,
"Goddess of Death Hela! Can I ask you a question?"
"A question?!" Hela seemed surprised, perhaps because she hadn't interacted with anyone for thousands of years. Instead of attacking, she looked at Tang Song doubtfully.
Or perhaps it was because she couldn't figure out Tang Song's background for a moment.
She knew that old man Odin very well. According to the timeline, he clearly hadn't entered Ragnarök yet, but he had released her. This obviously meant he had a way to deal with her.
This person in front of her must be the helper Odin invited.
"If King Odin enters Ragnarök, what will you do after you return to Asgard?" Tang Song stroked the Big Cat's smooth tiger fur and asked his question.
Hela gave a cold laugh, "Of course, I will take back what is mine and become the God King of Asgard."
Hela looked up at the sky. As she spread her arms, the Power of Death around her continuously spread outwards. Throughout the island and the nearby Sea Area, countless creatures instantly turned into white bone under this wave of Death Impact.
Beneath the pitch-black Sea Surface, a group of white bone fish swam on the Seabed with green light in their eyes. The scene was extremely terror-inducing for a moment.
"Just the King of Asgard? What about the Nine Realms? How do you plan to deal with them?"
The Power of Death spread towards Tang Song like rolling black energy, which was then blocked by a golden light, like a semi-transparent shield of golden light.
Hela looked over. On the golden light, a phantom of a bald-headed man with muscle was vaguely visible, sitting cross-legged. Round orbs emitted streams of golden light downwards. The Power of Death she released touched this golden light and instantly melted away like snow under sunlight, disappearing.
"The Nine Realms are naturally also the territory of Asgard. I am not like that old man Odin. I will lead my Army of the Dead, conquer the disobedient, flatten the Nine Realms, and expand Asgard's territory to be infinitely vast!"
"Then there's nothing to discuss!" Tang Song looked at Hela, who had fallen into a state of frenzy. He stopped stroking the Big Cat's head. The vermilion bracelet on his wrist emitted a dazzling red light, spreading towards the depths of the island.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself. My surname is Tang, Lord of Earth, and the son-in-law chosen by King Odin!"
"Lord of Earth? Odin's son-in-law? Did that old man have another daughter in these past years? It seems my cheap sister looks pretty good—" Looking at the red light emanating from Tang Song's wrist, Hela spread her arms, and two black short blades appeared in her palms.
Hela pointed the short blades at Tang Song with a cold laugh.
Just as the great battle between the two was about to erupt, Hela suddenly noticed that the guy in front of her had a strange look in his eyes, his eyes, filled with a hint of mischief, constantly darting up and down.
"What are you looking at?!" Hela scolded.
Tang Song spread his hands, looking innocent, "I'm looking at your appearance and figure. Are you sure this is your true body? In the myths and legends of Earth, you are said to have the appearance of half undead. You are already several thousand years older than me. If your appearance isn't up to par, wouldn't I suffer a huge loss in this deal with Odin? Marrying a wife who is several thousand years old is one thing, but if she's also ugly, tsk tsk—"
Hela's mature face stiffened. She looked at Tang Song in disbelief, "Are you saying, me!?"
"That's right. Odin has arranged for you to be married to me. In our East, this is called 'Parents' orders, matchmaker's words.' Wife, come home with me!"
Tang Song said with a teasing smile.
Hela's face instantly turned bright red, then became pitch-black. She looked at Tang Song, laughing in extreme anger, her eyes emitting a sinister, fierce light. "Good. Then let me gauge what kind of man that old man Odin chose for me. If you can survive today, I will marry you.
If you die, I will send your soul into the most disgusting corpse, making you an undead creature that is neither alive nor dead, suffering endless pain and spending long epochs in wailing!"
"Truly, the most vicious woman's heart. Although we don't have the reality of husband and wife, we at least have the name. Since you are so malicious, it seems I must let you taste our Tang Family's rules!"
Looking at the swaggering Tang Song, Hela was so angry her silver teeth almost shattered. With a wave of the short blades in her hand, the hundreds of short blades floating in mid-air shot towards Tang Song with a whooshing sound.
These short blades, nurtured by Hela's Power of Death, contained Hela's Death Rules, just like Odin's Gungnir, whose Rule is that the spear must hit its target.
These short blades containing Death Rules, no matter what creature they hit, even a giant dragon with a powerful physique, would instantly die once pierced by these short blades, or even just scratched.
Back then, a large portion of Asgard's proud Valkyrie Legion fell under these seemingly insignificant short blades.
Tang Song naturally knew how formidable they were. His current state was merely a split soul created by Scatter Beans to Make Soldiers. He dared not directly confront this Skyfather level cheap wife.
With a shout of "Time to run!", Tang Song pressed his hand on the Big Cat's head, and the mountain rocks under his feet instantly turned into a muddy yellow. The man and the tiger instantly used the Earth Escape Technique to escape dozens of miles away.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom—
The island seemed to have been plowed by heavy artillery.
These black short blades struck the position where Tang Song had just stood. The giant stone he had leaned against, along with the hundreds of meters of cliff facing the sea, were directly reduced to gravel under these black short blades, crashing down into the pitch-black Sea Surface with a rumble.
"He ran!"
"What is this thing!?"
Hela looked at Tang Song, who had disappeared without a trace, and frowned. Her gaze inadvertently swept across the island, and she suddenly noticed that, at some point, a thick white fog had begun to rise and spread throughout the island.
By the time Hela reacted, the dense white fog had already appeared a few steps in front of her. The dense white fog rolled and churned. Occasionally, a few wisps of white mist drifted past. Hela reached out and grabbed, only to feel soft, moist, and smooth to the touch.
A faint fragrance faintly drifted from the white mist, and celestial music vaguely entered her ears. Hela stared at the white mist. Within the white mist were seven-colored radiant light, palaces and pavilions, mountains of gold and seas of silver, and various strange phenomena such as celestial immortals, divine beings, buddhas, vicious ghosts, asuras, and heavenly dragons.
Hela became immersed in it. In this white mist, she saw herself killing Odin, returning to Asgard, and becoming the new God King of Asgard.
She awakened the Army of the Dead slumbering beneath Asgard and led them to unify the Nine Realms, conquer countless dimensions, and destroy countless God's Kingdoms, becoming the God of All Gods. Asgard's territory once expanded to be infinitely vast.
She sat on the white bone throne, and the entire Universe seemed to be at her feet.
A mesmerized smile appeared on Hela's face.
Under the influence of this white mist, Hela's desires were infinitely magnified. An existence called Inner Demon invaded Hela's soul. Visible pale green Yin Fire surged up from under her feet.
The God of All Gods Hela, trapped in the illusions, looked down upon everything prostrating at her feet, her palm stroking her beloved pet at her feet—the demon wolf Fenrir.
As she stroked Fenrir's head with her finger, Hela felt this scene was somehow familiar. She pondered, but couldn't quite remember. Looking at the empty Golden Palace, Hela suddenly felt something was missing beside her. She had spent too long conquering the Universe. Although the Aesir were long-life species, they would still experience Ragnarök. Although she was the Goddess of Death, one day, she too would enter Ragnarök, just like Odin.
It was time to nurture a successor!
Hela's gaze swept towards the gods, demigods, and heroes kneeling outside the Golden Palace, just as she was about to choose a divine consort, a despicable face suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Hmm?!"
That face was like lightning tearing through the Night Sky. A memory so distant it was almost forgotten instantly cleared Hela's head.
Suddenly, Hela instantly remembered. She was chasing Odin, that despicable and handsome man who blocked her way, and that white mist.
"Hehehe—"
Hela, with her long hair disheveled, let out an angry laugh. A pitch-black light beam shot up from her hand, and the black light quickly spread outwards.
The black light gradually expanded to dozens of meters thick, instantly forcing back the white mist that enveloped Hela.
The now clear-headed Hela looked at the white mist dozens of meters away, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes. She swept her hand over her head, and her full head of black hair instantly turned into sharp spikes.
A set of thick, dark green armor also appeared on her body.
The Power of Death circulated throughout her entire body. Thick streams of black energy continuously spewed out from within Hela, and the dense black energy instantly extinguished the Yin Fire that had already burned up to her knees.
One end of the small island.
Seeing Hela regain consciousness, Odin frowned and looked at Tang Song, who was riding the Striped Fierce Tiger.
"Kid Tang, it seems the magic array you set up isn't working on Hela!"
Tang Song chuckled, shaking his head, "God King, this great formation contains Outer Realm Heart Demons and confuses people with various illusions, thereby enticing the Five Thieves to trigger the Heavy Tribulation of Yin Fire. This Qimen Formation, which combines both righteous and evil aspects, is naturally infinitely powerful. However, I don't have a treasure that can suppress the formation core, otherwise, Hela wouldn't have been able to wake up so quickly!"
Saying this, Tang Song looked at Odin with pitiful eyes.
Odin felt a pang of anxiety from Tang Song's resentful gaze. He gave a wry smile and quickly said,
"I remember I gave you the Eternal Flame. That is a supreme treasure of Muspelheim! Can't it suppress the formation core of this magic array you mentioned?"
"The Eternal Flame is Fire Attribute. If I used the Eternal Flame, the damage to Hela would be significant, God King. I heard that Heimdall's Casket of Ancient Winters is in your hands. If we could use the Casket of Ancient Winters to freeze Hela, that would be best!"
Odin looked deeply at Tang Song, "I was planning to give the Casket of Ancient Winters to Hela as a dowry!"
Dowry my foot. As if he didn't know the background of the Casket of Ancient Winters. Both the Casket of Ancient Winters and the Eternal Flame were merely spoils of war from Odin's conquest of the Nine Realms back then.
He grumbled inwardly, but Tang Song had a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits as he 'sincerely' said to Odin:
"Didn't you already promise Hela to me? Father-in-law, don't worry. If Asgard ever faces any difficulties in the future, just have Thor come find me. After all, he's my little brother-in-law. I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly for him!"
"Then later, you will come with me to Asgard, and I will give you the Casket of Ancient Winters!"
"Thank you, Father-in-law!"
Tang Song and Odin looked at each other with utmost sincerity, both showing genuine smiles.
Then Odin turned his head, his gaze looking far towards Hela within the magic array, but his throat kept bobbing, as if he was feeling unwell.
Tang Song stood behind Odin with a cheerful smile.
"A businessman, after all, is just benefit exchange. As long as the price is right, I, Tang Someone, am not incapable of selling myself!" Tang Song said proudly, with his hands behind his back, smiling smugly.
At this moment, on the other side of the island, with Hela's counterattack, the originally slowly flowing white mist fluctuated wildly like a tide in a hurricane. Dull thunder continuously emanated from the white mist, and streams of black light as thick as water buckets flew out from the white mist, blasting large pits several meters deep all around the island.
All sorts of illusions continuously emerged from the white mist. There were naked flying celestial maidens, strong soldiers fighting in blood, palaces and pavilions filled with music and dance, ancient temples and Courtyards with chanting sounds...
There were also lush green willow banks of Jiangnan, vast Gobi Deserts with yellow sand filling the Sky, snow-covered mountains and plateaus with ice and snow everywhere, and misty immortal islands and famous mountains. The various strange phenomena were difficult to describe in writing.
However, the formation Tang Song had set up was mostly composed of illusion formations, and to trick Odin into giving him treasures, this formation conjured by the Reality Stone Transformation was not particularly profound.
Although Hela didn't understand these Eastern Qimen Formations, One Force Overcomes Ten Skills. By not sparing her strength, she directly blasted the entire island into ruins.
Without a Foundation, the force of the formation was directly reduced by half. Seeing the white mist become thin, Hela flew up directly and left the area covered by the illusion formation.
Just as she was looking around the island for Odin and that shameless fellow named Tang, a square seal with a base one inch in area and a lifelike beast-shaped seal knob quietly appeared behind her head.
This seal was not large. The seal body was a gray-white color like mountain rocks, with countless water ripple-like gray-white halos faintly visible within. At first glance, this great seal was almost transparent, yet one could not see through the seal body no matter how hard they looked.
At the bottom of the great seal, two Ancient Demon Script characters were faintly carved.
*Slap!* This square seal hit Hela squarely on the head. Hela immediately stumbled and fell head first from mid-air.
*Bang!* Hela crashed into a pile of gravel. Her head was dizzy and groggy, and she tried to struggle to get up.
An arm silently reached out from under her waist and wrapped around her!
Feeling a warm hand grip her waist,
An indescribable feeling surged through her entire body from the gripped vital point. Hela turned her head back in shock. That familiar handsome face was smiling at her.
"Wife, you're really too careless. Really, how could you fall from the Sky? What if you disfigure your beautiful face?"
Hela was about to struggle when a sharp pain shot through the back of her head. She felt a wave of dizziness, and then a strange aura spread throughout her body from the large hand.
Hela's tendons and bones instantly went soft, and she couldn't muster any of the Power of Death within her body.
She could only struggle continuously in Tang Song's arms. Tang Song's large hand tightened, Hela's two long legs went soft, her eyes flashed with golden stars, and she groaned before collapsing into Tang Song's arms.
"My cheap wife sure has a hard head!"
Tang Song held Hela and beckoned towards the Sky. That small seal appeared in his hand. He examined this treasure seal materialized by the Reality Stone.
Especially looking at the two Ancient Demon Script characters "Fantian" inscribed on the bottom of the seal.
Among the many spiritual treasures of ancient times, only the Fan Tian Seal was the easiest to materialize. The Fan Tian Seal had only one characteristic: it was heavy! Legend has it that when the Jambudvīpa World had not yet shattered into countless stars, it was a continent much larger than the entire Marvel Universe.
Later, an ancient conflict broke out on this continent. In that conflict, Pure Yang True Immortals were less common than dogs, and Golden Immortals of Creation could only barely protect themselves in such a conflict.
Several Half-step Transcendence level Great Experts fought with true fury, even breaking the Heavenly Pillar that supported Heaven and Earth into two pieces.
A Leader Level Great Expert refined a treasure seal from half of the Heavenly Pillar, claiming it was the strongest magic treasure below the Innate level.
This is the origin of the Fan Tian Seal. Legend has it that the original Fan Tian Seal had four sides (front, back, left, right), each sealing eighty-one Innate Restrictions.
The seal knob of the great seal sealed forty-nine Innate Restrictions.
And the seal face at the very bottom of the great seal sealed three hundred and sixty-five Innate Restrictions! Although it couldn't compare to the Innate Divine Restrictions of Innate Magic Treasures born from Heaven and Earth, one strike from it could incapacitate even a Golden Immortal.
The seal in Tang Song's hand was a replica materialized using the Reality Stone. Naturally, it had no Innate Restrictions. However, it was heavy. It could be said that the weight of this seal was even three-tenths heavier than the weight of the Earth beneath his feet.
Hela took that hit and was actually fine!
Tang Song spread his hand, and the square seal turned into a golden light-emitting rope, wrapping around Hela, instantly tying her up.
"Helheim is a terrible place, isn't it?"
A gentle voice sounded in Hela's ears. The unconscious great princess opened her eyes a few seconds later. She shook her dizzy head, the back of her head still throbbing with pain.
She endured the dizziness and head pain and stood up.
Countless sharp black short blades pointed towards the person speaking.
In a Garden that looked newly cultivated, a young man was digging a pit in the ground with a hoe, placing gemstone-like magic power seeds one by one.
It was this dangerous, shameless guy.
Hela had extensive battle experience, having fought against Skyfathers and God Kings from several Divine Pantheons. However, she had never seen the methods of this person, the white mist that could create illusions.
And?
Hela subconsciously touched the back of her head. The bone-cracking pain made her gasp.
Tang Song had changed his attire by now. Hela examined him. His build wasn't particularly strong, he had black long hair tied with a green jade hairpin, and his face was somewhat handsome.
He wore a robe, a robe of unknown material that carried cloud-mist energy as he moved.
Shameless guy, but his clothes are nice, Hela silently evaluated.
Digging a pit, placing seeds, burying some soil, Tang Song snapped his fingers. Above the Garden, a small dark cloud about five or six meters in area appeared.
A light rain drizzled down, watering the seeds in the Garden.
(end of chapter)