At this time, Hela looked condescendingly at the eredar twins standing by the altar of the island. The crazy Queen of Hades screamed and said in a harsh voice:

"Ah, look who these are! The legion's lackeys, two cute little female cats."

"Your soul smells delicious. At least it's much better than that despicable and fragile Nasrezim. I just tore its soul apart 7 times and it completely collapsed. It's really boring. I hope you can persevere.

A little longer."

After saying that, Hela's two claws covered with the power of darkness grabbed at the eredar twins, leaving no time for the twins to speak.

"Shadows, exist beneath the flames!"

"Fire, burning in the shadows!"

However, the twins are not fuel-efficient lamps. Following two cold scoldings, the thick shadow blade and the scorching flame arrow hit Hela's paws on the left and right, and the collision of the three forces erupted with a bright bang.

The energy fire, between the tearing and distortion of space, repels the sharp claws.

"Hela! We are here to negotiate!"

The twins, wrapped in shadows and flames, shouted in unison:

"The Legion will help you! And we only need the Shield of Aggramar!"

"It sounds interesting, but Archimonde's soul gives me a new trump card. The devil's soul is so tough, if it falls into my hands, it can create miracles of death."

Hela smiled playfully, but the next moment, the surging tides in this world began to roll because of Hela's madness:

"So, what I need most right now is your soul! Give it to me!"
Chapter completed!