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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0294_part_01

Chapter 677

chapter 0294 part 1

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.

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