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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0296_part_02
Chapter 684
chapter 0296 part 2
"Don't even think about **Asgard**. I have an agreement with **Odin**. **Asgard** belongs to **Thor**. Sigh, thinking about having to take care of my ignorant younger brother-in-law in the future gives me a bit of a headache!"
"You're playing with me!" **Hela** looked at **Tang Song**, who was rubbing his brow and acting like he had a headache, wishing she could tear him apart.
"As a **God**, your vision is too narrow. Your gaze shouldn't always be fixed on this small patch of land that is **Asgard**. Don't you like conquering? Follow me, and besides **Asgard** and **Earth**, you can conquer the entire **Universe** as you please!"
**Hela** looked at **Tang Song**, her eyes full of doubt and disdain.
"You don't believe me!" **Tang Song** looked at **Hela**, whose expression was strange, rubbed his brow, and after a few seconds, lightly coughed: "Then I'll give you two choices. One is that this golden hoop will forever seal your divine power, and you will honestly and obediently stay by my side as a tool. The second is that you become my commanding general, and in return, you will be one of my wives!"
"You are as shameless as **Odin**!" Is there a difference between these two choices? After hearing the two choices **Tang Song** gave, **Hela**'s face turned red with anger. She gritted her teeth and glared at **Tang Song**, saying fiercely.
**Tang Song** wore a gentle smile on his face: "Then, **Your Majesty**, which of these two choices do you choose?"
**Hela** glared at **Tang Song**, took a deep breath, and then said, "I am willing to help you lead troops in battle. Can you remove the magic restriction on me now?"
**Tang Song** waved his hand over **Hela**'s head, and the crushed gold plum blossom-like markings on her forehead instantly disappeared.
Feeling the surging divine power of death within her body, the first thing **Hela** did after the seal was lifted was to conjure up two black short blades, stabbing directly towards **Tang Song**'s heart.
Seeing the blades representing death stabbing towards him, **Tang Song** did not dodge or evade, allowing the blades of death to stab towards him.
Just as **Hela**'s short blades were about to touch **Tang Song**, a golden light suddenly appeared on her forehead. The golden light transformed into countless golden Sanskrit script. These Sanskrit script sarira/relic circled twice, condensing into a golden golden hoop that circled around **Hela**'s forehead.
The golden hoop landed on **Hela**'s forehead, transforming back into scattered golden plum blossom marks. As soon as the plum blossom marks appeared, they directly suppressed **Hela**'s surging power of death back into her body.
The black short blades conjured from **Hela**'s power of death lost their source of power and instantly disappeared along with it.
**Tang Song** grabbed **Hela**'s arm and pulled her into his embrace. **Hela** was restrained, unable to move her entire body, and could only lie on her back and watch with wide eyes as **Tang Song** extended his hand towards her.
Born as the eldest princess of **Asgard**, the decisive and ruthless **Goddess of Death** had only ever suffered a loss at **Odin**'s hands in her life. How could she endure this humiliation?
If looks could kill, **Tang Song** at this moment would probably already be riddled with holes all over his body.
However, contrary to **Hela**'s expectations, **Tang Song**'s hand stopped at her forehead, a tingling sensation as if he was stroking her forehead.
"Jin, Jin, Jin (tight, restriction, forbidden). Although they are merely three innate restrictions, the changes within are endless. Based on my current strength alone, even with the method of origin imprinting of the Golden Hoop Spell, I can only imitate three or four tenths!"
**Tang Song**'s finger stroked the crushed gold plum blossom marks on **Hela**'s head. These plum blossom marks on **Hela**'s head were from the Golden Hoop Binding Method of a **Great Buddhist Power** named **Golden Hoop Immortal** from the **Jambudvīpa World**. It was a type of divine ability and Taoist method that was between magic arts and magic treasure.
The genuine Golden Hoop technique, even if a Golden Immortal wore it, could not break free, their life and death in someone else's thought.
**Tang Song**'s Golden Hoop technique was a restriction divine ability simulated using the Reality Stone. With his current strength, he had already touched upon the boundary between immortals and mortals. With his profound Nascent Divinity cultivation base, it wasn't impossible to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the origin imprint of the **Jambudvīpa World**.
Those magic treasures that were previously untouchable, he could now also imitate one or two by relying on the ability of the Reality Stone, just like the Fan Tian Seal and this Golden Hoop technique.
And **Hela** was not the first victim of this Golden Hoop technique. **Tang Song** had already experimented with this Golden Hoop technique on **King Ghidorah** earlier. Although this Golden Hoop technique was a replica, it was not something that **Hela**, a Skyfather, could break free from.
"Swish!"
**Tang Song**'s palm stroked **Hela**'s forehead. As her face turned completely crimson, **Tang Song** withdrew his hand, returning to his gentle attitude.
He just lay back on the leather sofa, slightly lowering his gaze to look at **Hela** lying on his lap, and casually said, "A long time ago, I had a period of adventurous life. It was very exciting. During that period, I saw many things you can't imagine. Sometimes death is not the final destination. I've seen people extract the souls of their enemies and put them in a lamp to make them the wick, suffering the pain of raging fire every day.
I've also seen demonic beasts that transformed from fierce tigers, imprisoning the souls of those they killed as chang ghosts, enslaved by him for eternity.
Have you seen the method of refining weapons using souls? Using white bone as the shaft, human skin as the banner, flesh and blood as ink, sealing living souls within it to refine a demonic artifact.
A Skyfather level powerful one, a **Goddess** who wields death, should be able to refine a magic treasure no less than the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade.
Or I can refine you into a puppet, a Skyfather level puppet. I believe it can fully utilize your value!"
**Tang Song**'s eyes were full of gentle smiles. His hand roamed over **Hela**'s body. Although his palm was clearly warm, **Hela** felt her body hair stand on end in the places he touched.
"You think this can scare me? Didn't **Odin** tell you my identity? I am the **Goddess of Death** who rules over the **Aesir**. The dead souls I command are ten million times more numerous than the living people you've seen..."
**Hela** fearlessly looked directly at **Tang Song**. Their gazes clashed, and all **Hela** saw in **Tang Song**'s eyes was a gentle smile.
"What do you want to do?"
"Rip!"
The haute couture long dress handmade by an **Italy** tailor turned into pieces of torn cloth strips.
"Ah!"
"Hmm!?"
"I want to be the **King** of the **Nine Realms**!" (Panting sound)
"Except for **Asgard** and **Earth**, any territory you conquer will be yours!"
"Is this your betrothal gift? I want **Asgard**! I only want **Asgard**!"
"Hiss hiss, I have already promised **Odin**. **Asgard** belongs to your younger brother. I cannot break my promise, otherwise it will affect my state of mind! Hiss hiss hiss ah—However, the **Asgard** in this **Universe** cannot be given to you. You can deal with **Asgard** in other **Universes** as you please!"
"**Multiverse**?"
"**Multiverse**! I have planted some seeds, and they will sprout one day! The capacity of one **Universe** can only support one Golden Immortal. I need more cultivation resources. You are the **Knight** who will expand territory for me!"
"Don't even think about **Asgard**. I have an agreement with **Odin**. **Asgard** belongs to **Thor**. Sigh, thinking about having to take care of my ignorant younger brother-in-law in the future gives me a bit of a headache!"
"You're playing with me!" **Hela** looked at **Tang Song**, who was rubbing his brow and acting like he had a headache, wishing she could tear him apart.
"As a **God**, your vision is too narrow. Your gaze shouldn't always be fixed on this small patch of land that is **Asgard**. Don't you like conquering? Follow me, and besides **Asgard** and **Earth**, you can conquer the entire **Universe** as you please!"
**Hela** looked at **Tang Song**, her eyes full of doubt and disdain.
"You don't believe me!" **Tang Song** looked at **Hela**, whose expression was strange, rubbed his brow, and after a few seconds, lightly coughed: "Then I'll give you two choices. One is that this golden hoop will forever seal your divine power, and you will honestly and obediently stay by my side as a tool. The second is that you become my commanding general, and in return, you will be one of my wives!"
"You are as shameless as **Odin**!" Is there a difference between these two choices? After hearing the two choices **Tang Song** gave, **Hela**'s face turned red with anger. She gritted her teeth and glared at **Tang Song**, saying fiercely.
**Tang Song** wore a gentle smile on his face: "Then, **Your Majesty**, which of these two choices do you choose?"
**Hela** glared at **Tang Song**, took a deep breath, and then said, "I am willing to help you lead troops in battle. Can you remove the magic restriction on me now?"
**Tang Song** waved his hand over **Hela**'s head, and the crushed gold plum blossom-like markings on her forehead instantly disappeared.
Feeling the surging divine power of death within her body, the first thing **Hela** did after the seal was lifted was to conjure up two black short blades, stabbing directly towards **Tang Song**'s heart.
Seeing the blades representing death stabbing towards him, **Tang Song** did not dodge or evade, allowing the blades of death to stab towards him.
Just as **Hela**'s short blades were about to touch **Tang Song**, a golden light suddenly appeared on her forehead. The golden light transformed into countless golden Sanskrit script. These Sanskrit script sarira/relic circled twice, condensing into a golden golden hoop that circled around **Hela**'s forehead.
The golden hoop landed on **Hela**'s forehead, transforming back into scattered golden plum blossom marks. As soon as the plum blossom marks appeared, they directly suppressed **Hela**'s surging power of death back into her body.
The black short blades conjured from **Hela**'s power of death lost their source of power and instantly disappeared along with it.
**Tang Song** grabbed **Hela**'s arm and pulled her into his embrace. **Hela** was restrained, unable to move her entire body, and could only lie on her back and watch with wide eyes as **Tang Song** extended his hand towards her.
Born as the eldest princess of **Asgard**, the decisive and ruthless **Goddess of Death** had only ever suffered a loss at **Odin**'s hands in her life. How could she endure this humiliation?
If looks could kill, **Tang Song** at this moment would probably already be riddled with holes all over his body.
However, contrary to **Hela**'s expectations, **Tang Song**'s hand stopped at her forehead, a tingling sensation as if he was stroking her forehead.
"Jin, Jin, Jin (tight, restriction, forbidden). Although they are merely three innate restrictions, the changes within are endless. Based on my current strength alone, even with the method of origin imprinting of the Golden Hoop Spell, I can only imitate three or four tenths!"
**Tang Song**'s finger stroked the crushed gold plum blossom marks on **Hela**'s head. These plum blossom marks on **Hela**'s head were from the Golden Hoop Binding Method of a **Great Buddhist Power** named **Golden Hoop Immortal** from the **Jambudvīpa World**. It was a type of divine ability and Taoist method that was between magic arts and magic treasure.
The genuine Golden Hoop technique, even if a Golden Immortal wore it, could not break free, their life and death in someone else's thought.
**Tang Song**'s Golden Hoop technique was a restriction divine ability simulated using the Reality Stone. With his current strength, he had already touched upon the boundary between immortals and mortals. With his profound Nascent Divinity cultivation base, it wasn't impossible to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the origin imprint of the **Jambudvīpa World**.
Those magic treasures that were previously untouchable, he could now also imitate one or two by relying on the ability of the Reality Stone, just like the Fan Tian Seal and this Golden Hoop technique.
And **Hela** was not the first victim of this Golden Hoop technique. **Tang Song** had already experimented with this Golden Hoop technique on **King Ghidorah** earlier. Although this Golden Hoop technique was a replica, it was not something that **Hela**, a Skyfather, could break free from.
"Swish!"
**Tang Song**'s palm stroked **Hela**'s forehead. As her face turned completely crimson, **Tang Song** withdrew his hand, returning to his gentle attitude.
He just lay back on the leather sofa, slightly lowering his gaze to look at **Hela** lying on his lap, and casually said, "A long time ago, I had a period of adventurous life. It was very exciting. During that period, I saw many things you can't imagine. Sometimes death is not the final destination. I've seen people extract the souls of their enemies and put them in a lamp to make them the wick, suffering the pain of raging fire every day.
I've also seen demonic beasts that transformed from fierce tigers, imprisoning the souls of those they killed as chang ghosts, enslaved by him for eternity.
Have you seen the method of refining weapons using souls? Using white bone as the shaft, human skin as the banner, flesh and blood as ink, sealing living souls within it to refine a demonic artifact.
A Skyfather level powerful one, a **Goddess** who wields death, should be able to refine a magic treasure no less than the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade.
Or I can refine you into a puppet, a Skyfather level puppet. I believe it can fully utilize your value!"
**Tang Song**'s eyes were full of gentle smiles. His hand roamed over **Hela**'s body. Although his palm was clearly warm, **Hela** felt her body hair stand on end in the places he touched.
"You think this can scare me? Didn't **Odin** tell you my identity? I am the **Goddess of Death** who rules over the **Aesir**. The dead souls I command are ten million times more numerous than the living people you've seen..."
**Hela** fearlessly looked directly at **Tang Song**. Their gazes clashed, and all **Hela** saw in **Tang Song**'s eyes was a gentle smile.
"What do you want to do?"
"Rip!"
The haute couture long dress handmade by an **Italy** tailor turned into pieces of torn cloth strips.
"Ah!"
"Hmm!?"
"I want to be the **King** of the **Nine Realms**!" (Panting sound)
"Except for **Asgard** and **Earth**, any territory you conquer will be yours!"
"Is this your betrothal gift? I want **Asgard**! I only want **Asgard**!"
"Hiss hiss, I have already promised **Odin**. **Asgard** belongs to your younger brother. I cannot break my promise, otherwise it will affect my state of mind! Hiss hiss hiss ah—However, the **Asgard** in this **Universe** cannot be given to you. You can deal with **Asgard** in other **Universes** as you please!"
"**Multiverse**?"
"**Multiverse**! I have planted some seeds, and they will sprout one day! The capacity of one **Universe** can only support one Golden Immortal. I need more cultivation resources. You are the **Knight** who will expand territory for me!"
