At least on this land, in the glory of Hela, it is difficult for them to be

"Bang"

There was a low gunshot, and the hot, holy silver bullet pierced the head of a Kvaldir sergeant who had just risen from the ashes. The holy silver, which has great restraint against any dark power, was there.

The dead soul's head exploded, and the silver fire completely burned his torn head, causing him to let out a piercing scream. He staggered back, but after a few seconds, his body turned into ashes.

But this time, it failed to stand up again.

"very good!"

Lord Luminas, who was riding behind the Black Nightmare Beast, hooked her fingers, and the silver, beautiful revolver spun in her hand for a few weeks, and then was inserted back into the holster on her slim waist in a handsome gesture.

Here, Luminas stretched out her fingers and brushed her blood-red hair. She notified all the knights and soldiers who followed her in the spiritual link.

"Everyone! Change your holy silver bullets! Don't save money for the great lord, all the military equipment changes are just for this moment! Feel free to shoot every holy silver bullet in your hands into these damn ugly monsters

In the head!”

"I want you to use the damn holy silver fire to thoroughly cleanse this filthy land for me!"

Seeing Luminas leading the assault force to neatly eliminate all the dead soul soldiers on the coast, Danas whistled, looked back at Dai Lin, and whispered:

"Thank you for your help, Admiral. We can solve the rest by ourselves. I wish you a good time with the Nagfar. That ghost ship is really famous."

"I know all the legends about it!"

Dai Lin adjusted his collar and said calmly:

"That's why I came here. It's a legendary ghost ship and it's a great gift."

"Gift?"

Danas was stunned for a moment and looked at Dai Lin:

"Didn't you collect it for your fleet?"

"No!"

A slight smile appeared on Dai Lin's cold face:

"That is a collection and the best gift for my soon-to-be-born grandson!"

"Anna's child is destined to become a new child of the sea. How can a child of the sea not have his own ship?"

"Fu"

Tyrion, who was leaning on the Iron Throne, raised his head and blew out a plume of smoke. He squinted his eyes and said to a friend in the quiet darkness:

"The war between Hela and I has begun. I hope she likes the way I greet her."

"You should understand very well why I didn't enter the Abyss of Hell immediately. In fact, Hela is not unable to become a collaborator."

"But I will still give you a chance. For the sake of our past fighting side by side, go to Odin and tell him to hand over what I need. This is my kindness and it is very precious."

"If you fail, then I will stand on Hela's side and use my own way to completely end these tens of thousands of years of grudges. You should know, friend, I'm not just talking."

"Anyway, there isn't much time left for you, my friend, get on your way."

In that peaceful darkness, there was no response, but the great lord knew that the captors for Odin and the Heroic Spirit Legion were already on the way. He hoped for good news, but if it was bad news, he wouldn't mind too much.

"Shua"

The great lord stood up and put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ice ashtray. When the fire went out, his figure disappeared into the darkness of the temple along with the clear sound of footsteps. His soldiers had already

The battle has begun, and he is about to embark on his own battlefield.

He doesn't need to ask for anyone's opinion, and he doesn't need to look at anyone's face anymore. He can make his own decision.

after all

He is already strong enough.

He has the ability to enjoy every dish that fate serves for him
Chapter completed!