"The Shield of Aggramar is the last item, and it seems to be the most difficult thing to get at the moment. Hela and Odin are not fuel-efficient lamps. We have to go out on our own. If we are not careful, we will get involved with those two madmen.

In the hundreds of thousands of years of hatred, this is not in line with our concept of survival, so why not leave this "honor" to our proud and powerful Eredar twin ladies!"

The Dread Lord let out a cunning laugh:

"Hela's despicable bitch should be dealt with by other mean girls who also have no bottom line. I believe that the outstanding students trained by the "great" Lord Kil'jaeden should not be able to deal with even Hela.

No”

"If they fail, even if the Deceiver comes in person, they will have nothing to say. In the legion, strength speaks for itself."

Balnazar glanced at Casanatir. The first lord nodded slowly, indicating his agreement with this idea. Opposite Balnazar, Varimathras asked

:

"What if they succeed? What if they really get the Shield of Aggramar?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, my friend, you see, Odin and Hela are guardians and enemies that even deceivers find difficult. With the strength of the twins, it is very dangerous to rashly get involved in such a large-scale confrontation.

"

Cassanatil took over the conversation. The first lord leaned on the seat in a comfortable posture. A vicious light flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his fingers and made a blasting motion:

"Just a little carelessness and boom!"

“There will be no more people left.”

"We're sorry for that situation, but there's nothing we can do about it, right?"
Chapter completed!