Although the Abyss of the Underworld looks like a bad place, it is actually a bad place, but it does not mean that there is no good thing in this underworld.

On the edge of the eternal battlefield that has been cleared, in those hidden valleys, there are many springs guarded by elemental creatures. The springs are clear black and have a refreshing coldness. They are more viscous than ordinary water, but there is no turbidity or darkness at all. These springs contain extremely pure soul power. In the past years, it has been one of the most important supplies of Hela's elite legion.

The Soul Fountain is a strange thing that can effectively repair soul damage and is also the most valuable resource in the Abyss of the Underworld.

"Um"

Accompanied by a low moan like a waking cry, a perfect, white jade-like body stood up from the spring water, with wet hair pressing against the cold, concave and concave skin, accompanied by the shaking of long burgundy hair, water drops floated like rain on the shaking surface of the spring water. After several breaths, the Death Lord of the Dark Blade Legion opened his eyes.

Maila, who was guarding one side, immediately gave her wife a loose robe and gently wiped her long wet hair. In the process, Lord Luminas Yanghen was like being immersed in another sense. She was like a puppet, as if she had been cursed, as if she had lost her soul, and even her eyes had no flexibility and cunning.

But in essence, this is not the case.

Her missing soul was completed.

In the black spring water of this soul spring, under the nourishment of the soul power, the pain that was given to cross death, the fragments representing personality, will and emotions, returned to the original body, making the world in her eyes become vivid again after several years of death, like a black and white painting. After a long wait, it was finally stained with colorful traces.

The whole world became clear, as if the barrier between self and reality was finally broken, and she no longer needed to observe the world through a layer of cold gauze.

But the indifference, which belongs to the essence of the undead, is restraining these too vivid emotions, like some invisible chains, binding these complete will and emotions, and maintaining them to a level that can be accepted by the undead. This is a kind of protection of the undead's will. Life and death are the same door, and have entered it, so the scenery outside the door is destined to be able to be viewed, not intervened.

As the dead, driven by a complete personality and emotion, it is easy to try to continue to play the role of being alive, but the world of death is cold, and in the conflict between rules and self, immature undead can easily lead to self-destruction.

Fortunately, Luminas is already a very mature deceased. Her understanding of death is her unique super self-control of the high-level undead, which quickly regained this sense that was too vivid for the deceased, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

After a moment of confusion, reason returned to Lord Luminas's body. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and held her long, still wet hair in her hand. She looked back at her husband. She saw the worry in Maila's eyes. An emotion of concern rose from her heart. It seemed a little strange, but it was not resistant to it.

The completeness of the soul made Luminas truly regain herself. Her eyes were no longer cold, her emotions were no longer extreme, and even her voice became softer than before, just like when she was still alive.

"I seemed to have had a long dream, my Maila."

Luminas took a step back, and she reached out to hold Maila's hands. A soft smile appeared on her beautiful face that she had never seen before. She pressed Maila's cold hands on her face. After the soul of the Death Lord was complete, her manipulation of power seemed to become more delicate. In the slight fluctuations of Lumi's emotions, the cold breath gathered into white snowflakes and slowly slid down beside the two. The two in red robes held hands in the snow, just like the most perfect lovers.

Lumi looked at the little man who never left her before her, and the past came to her heart, and she whispered:

"From birth to death, I have walked too far and far in death, and I have forgotten too many things. You and me, the memories of our lives, may not be a beautiful dream, but in that dream, it's great that you have always been by my side."

The sudden tenderness of his wife made the blood Lord Maila, the Blade of Dawn who had seen many worlds, surprised and even a little scared.

Although his cousin had told him in advance that the integrity of the soul might completely change the character of a dead soul, he never thought that his wife would change so violently.

But that is her, that is the woman she loves, who would rather abandon her life than spend her whole life with.

"You've become a little stranger, Lumi."

Maila hugged his wife in his arms, and he hugged her tightly, kissed his wife's hair, and he whispered:

"It may take me a while to get used to you like this, but it's okay to welcome home."

The couple hugging each other did not notice that a little further away, on a hillside, the great lord and his wife were standing there watching the process of Lumi's soul recovery. The existence of each death lord is very important to the Dark Blade. As the leader, Terion must ensure that the process of soul recovery is free of defects.

"They have a really good relationship."

Terion took his wife's hand, and he felt relieved, and as if he had completed a heavy mission, he whispered:

"When they followed me, Glokush, Luminas and Serent, they were the first people to follow me. They were like me, all soulless, but they were different from me. I don't need those pasts to remember you, remember your mother, our sister and younger brother, they can't do it. When they returned from death, they more or less forgotten something, and that kind of forgetting completely changed them."

"I know."

The blood mistress felt the change in her husband's emotions, perhaps affected by the gentle relationship between Lumi and Maila. Aurelia stood on tiptoe, like a little girl, kissed her husband's cheek gently, she said:

"I know, they never asked you to make them complete again, but I also know, you have never given up on this attempt, and now, you have finally done what a leader should do, you have protected them well, and protected us well, and gave us an endless future, and everyone is very grateful to you."

"But it's still one last step."

His wife's encouragement made the Grand Lord smile. He turned his head and reached out to hold his wife's slender waist. He said:

"Let's go and leave their time alone. Actually, I have something bad to tell you, Aurelia, about our daughter Teria, it is said that there is a little gangster trying to seduce our good daughter, which makes me very, very angry! I don't know how to tell Major General Cyrus and Lord Fortagen"

"But I will be busy in the next few days, so I want you to ask our daughter on my behalf, what's going on! And that little ignorant who knows how to do it, can you "persuade" him for me?"

When hearing the good daughter fell in love without telling her parents, the blood mistress's tone became a little unkind:

"Oh? You mean, someone is trying to become a "son-in-law" of death? Well, it's so courageous. I'll go back to Stormwind City immediately. My dear, just do your own thing. Leave it to me."

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Accompanied by a huge roar, a black temple floating in the sky appeared above the Storm Fjord like a tearing open space. It was like a hill hanging in the sky, blocking the bright sunshine and casting its huge shadow on the ground.

Several Dark Blades are building new defense lines and fortresses on the ground below. In connection with several teleportation arrays in the Dark Temple, a large number of weapons, ammunition and various supplies are being sent into the army. The sergeants of several battle groups that had just finished the Battle of the Underworld are not seriously damaged, but the gap in ammunition and weapons is very large.

The soldiers of the Dark Blade perfectly implemented the lords' request. They almost washed the entire underworld with the Holy Silver gun bullets, resulting in the inventory of all the Holy Silver shells prepared by the Logistics Department of the Dark Blade Legion over the years. In addition, there was a serious gap in the artillery ration of the Artillery Legion. The Hela's legion has a large number, so it is not easy to suppress the dead souls from beginning to end with heavy firepower.

Fortunately, there is a complete arms manufacturing industry in the Anblade City of the Dead Realm. After nearly a week of emergency production, the newly issued weapons can barely ensure the base of ammunition required for a major battle. In addition, the arms dealers in the Black Iron District still have enough arms storage to arm the Haila's Haila's command.

Although these surrendered Death Soul Warriors do not meet the soldiers' standards of the Anblade, the Death Soul Warriors under Hela have no fixed bodies, so there is still a possibility of being transformed. In this war against Valagal, these Heladeal Legion, which had been "storage" for tens of thousands of years, will become extremely perfect "cannon fodder".

In short, the second war on the land of Storm Fjord is about to begin, and everything is being prepared in an orderly manner.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The sound of armor collision sounded in the top hall of the Dark Temple, alarming the great lord who was flipping through some documents. Terion raised his head and saw a graceful pale Valkyrie walking towards him with a swaying look.

The Wagri was wearing a pale and gorgeous armor, holding a double-edged sword with a bladed up and down in her hand, and a heavy shield made of silver halo in her other hand. She carried the Wagris' iconic half-covered lightning helmet, and there was a pair of wide pale wings behind her back. The heavy power of death lingers on the body of the Valkyrie, making her wings mixed with a pale, mixed with a low-key and restrained black.

She is taller than other Valkyrie, with a gloomy temperament and looks majestic, but how can I say that she seems to have just learned to walk, and her crooked forward posture is very awkward.

"Why is there no name in the Pioneer Army, Terion!"

The Valkyrie took off her helmet and showed her firm and neutral face. Her pale eyes were filled with strong dissatisfaction, and she shouted loudly:

"Do you want me to be a coward?"

"Hela!"

The great lord looked at the pale Valkyrie in front of him with some headache, and he whispered:

"You should be cultivated in An Blade City now! You and this body have not reached a perfect fit. I also know your will to participate in the war, but look at you, you are not even able to walk steadily now!"

"I can't walk steadily because I'm weaker, Terion!"

Hela, the pale Valkyrie, stubbornly pointed the hideous double-edged sword in her hand to the ground, trying to make her crooked body stand straighter, and she retorted loudly:

"Just because I haven't walked by with my legs for tens of thousands of years, I just feel a little uncomfortable!"

"But this will not affect my killing of Odin's traits, or cutting off Odin's head. I have been preparing for it for tens of thousands of years! You can't leave me at this last moment! We signed the contract! Hell!"

"I'm not going to leave you behind."

The Great Lord was unwilling to argue with Hela on this issue. He said while refocusing on the documents in his hand:

"Calm down, Hela, I will let you fight! I will give you a chance to face Odin but before that, you must seize the time to master this body thoroughly."

In the past 7 days, Hela has recombed the power of her soul in the soul-gathering coffin. The influence of the void on her is fading little by little, making Hela no longer look like she used to be crazy. But perhaps this once sea witch has a fierce personality, which has led to her not having a good relationship with other death lords.

She was still escaping communication with the Valkyrie under her command. This powerful god of death, who was appointed as the Valkyrie General by Terion, seemed to be more willing to fight alone.

This gave Tyreon a headache. The Dan Blade Legion has always advocated collective combat since its establishment, and individual heroism is not encouraged in the Dan Blade Legion.

"No! Terion, I want to be the pioneer! I want to be the first to step into Odin's lair! I want to pull him off from that supreme throne! I swear!"

Hela said stubbornly:

"You are also a warrior. You know better than anyone else that you can awaken the deepest potential of this body only in real battles. I just don't want to waste time, Terion! Are you doubting me if you don't let me go to the battlefield?"

"You should know that I won't let you down when it comes to Odin!"

"Really?"

The pen in Terion stopped. He raised his head and looked at Hela in front of him seriously, like a general looking at the soldiers who were proactively begging for war. After a few seconds, the great lord picked up the seal at his hand and thumped it on a scroll. He breathed a sigh of relief and handed the scroll to Hela:

"Okay! I'll give you the chance you want, Hela."

"You will be the first general to attack Valagal, but I have a requirement, you must take other Valkyrie with you and I need not a reckless man who can only fight alone, Hela, I need a qualified commander."
Chapter completed!