The agitated Volstagg abruptly stood up, his neck stiff, and shouted, "Your Highness, you can't do this!"
"No?" Hela sneered, slowly rising from the Bone Throne by pressing on the armrests.
She took two steps to the edge of the throne, coldly looking down at Volstagg, her clear eyes radiating an icy chill.
The black giant wolf Fenris suddenly stood up, glaring at the three people below the stage, and let out a deep growl.
"Roar~"
Volstagg and Hela exchanged a glance, and instantly Vostat felt as if their very souls were about to freeze.
His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.
"Someone tell me where I am!"
Hela turned to Hogun, who had remained silent. " Hogun, you speak!"
Hogun bowed and replied, " Helheim, one of the Nine Realms, Your Highness."
" Helheim ...yes, this is Helheim!" A flash of malice and hatred instantly appeared in Hela's beautiful eyes.
She flicked her sleeve and turned back to the throne.
" Helheim is the realm of the Nine Realms, the Underworld! The final resting place for all the souls of the dead in the Nine Realms!"
"Thousands of years ago, Odin Stripping some of the Death Rule here in order to build Valhalla!"
"Then he broke his promise and forcibly sealed me and the entire Helheim."
At this point, Hela's face revealed a mocking expression. "As a result, Odin miscalculated! Without Helheim, the Authority of Death over the Nine Realms fell directly into the hands of Hell."
"... died in battle and ascended to Valhalla..."
"Hahaha, what a huge joke!"
The three of them, Fandral, lowered their heads and looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
Hela laughed for a while before stopping.
She said sarcastically, "Without the Authority of Death in Helheim, Valhalla in Asgard is nothing but a decoration..."
"I slaughtered that Valkyrie Legion back then, but who saw any of them ascend to immortality?"
"Ascension to Valhalla? More like a direct ascent to Hell!"
The three people kneeling below the stage, including Fandral, turned pale instantly.
"This is impossible!!!"
Although they were stubborn, deep down they secretly felt that Hela's words might be true.
The claim that he died in battle and ascended to Valhalla might be a colossal lie told by King Odin!
Hela crossed her legs, observing the changing emotions of the three people below the stage, a playful smile involuntarily curving her red lips.
"If I hadn't intervened and pulled you into Helheim... the three of you would already be in Hell, thrown into the Transformation Magic Pool by Mephisto, the Hell Lord, and turned into Hell Demon."
Upon hearing this, Fandral and Volstagg shuddered, but they remained somewhat skeptical.
But Hogun, standing to the side, believed it immediately.
In his early years, he secretly investigated Valhalla was said to be able to 'resurrect the dead,' for some reason.
However, Odin had placed the former Valkyria, the site of the Valhalla, under extremely tight security, and he could not get close to Valhalla no matter what he tried.
However, based on the few Silk and fragments of information he had gathered, he still became suspicious of the so-called 'ascension to Valhalla after dying in battle'.
Hela's words now seem to have confirmed his suspicions.
Hogun, patting his chest and bowing his head, said, "Your Highness, thank you for saving me and my two brothers."
"Oh~" Hela raised an eyebrow and said with amusement, "Don't you suspect I'm lying to you?"
Hogun pounded his chest and shouted, "I believe in Your Highness!"
"Heh~ Interesting~"
Hela chuckled softly, leaning back on the throne, her hands resting naturally on the armrests.
"I thought Fandral was the strategist among the Three Warriors, but I never imagined that the usually taciturn Hogun was the truly wise and unassuming one!"
At this moment, she suddenly frowned slightly, waved her hand, and said, "Alright, the three of you have just arrived in Helheim, your souls still need to adapt, go and rest first."
"Yes, Your Highness!" Fandral and the other two bowed respectfully and then turned and left the hall.
Just as they stepped out of the main hall, a semi-transparent female demon floated over.
Judging from her appearance, she was likely an Asgardians in her previous life.
"My name is Sara, head lady-in-waiting of the Velanos Palace. You three are new here, come with me."
The banshee named Sara led them to the Velanos Palace.
That's where the souls of the dead who have just arrived in Helheim begin to adapt to the rules of the Helheim.
But for thousands of years, no new people have arrived in the vast Velanos...
Meanwhile, after Fandral and the other two left, Hela turned and looked towards a certain spot in the hall.
"What? Aren't you coming out yet?"
Upon hearing this, Fenris immediately got up and bared his teeth, roaring in that direction.
"Roar~~~"
"Hey, when did you find out about me?"
With that languid voice, a transparent figure appeared and quickly solidified.
Then, Richard flashed to the throne.
He raised his hand and pinched Fenris's wolf muzzle, squinting his eyes and threateningly saying, " Fenris, if you dare to bare your teeth at me again, I'll skin you alive and make wolf meat hotpot."
"Woof woof~" Fenris whimpered pitifully, blinking its wet wolf eyes and wagging its tail ingratiatingly.
Hela said irritably, "Alright, stop bullying her every time you come."
Richard shrugged and released his grip on the wolf's mouth. "This little guy's reaction is different every time, it's quite amusing~"
Hela scrutinized him carefully, then slowly frowned. "You're... Clone?!"
"Excellent eye!" Richard gave a thumbs up and praised, "No wonder she's the Goddess of Death, whose fame resounds Nine Realms!"
Hela rolled her eyes dramatically. "So, what brings you here this time?"
"Uh..." Richard smiled obsequiously, rubbing his hands together. "Well, dear Ms. Hela ... I've come to ask you for a favor..."
Seeing Hela, Hela immediately became wary. "Tell me what you want to say first."
Richard glanced at the Giant Black Wolf, which was trying to curl up into a ball.
"I want to take Fenris out with me and ask her for a favor."
Hela sneered and waved her hand dismissively, "Impossible! No way!"
"No!" Richard stepped forward and squeezed onto the throne. He reached out to put his arm around Hela's slender waist. "Let's talk this over some more~"
Hela simply twisted her waist to avoid his arm, her attitude remaining firm. "Trying to kidnap Fenris? Impossible!"
Richard moved closer. "Oh dear, I'll make sure she's safe and won't be in any danger!"
Hela stood up abruptly and took two steps to the side. "No way! I said I wouldn't lend you Fenris, and I mean it!"
Richard looked aggrieved. "Darling, you've changed~"
He spoke in a high-pitched voice, his fingers curled into a delicate gesture, and he accused her pitifully, "You've become so cold, so heartless, so..."
Hela's eyes twitched as she watched, and she couldn't help but snap, "Shut up! You bastard Richard, be serious for once!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Richard straightened his expression and returned to normal.
" Hela, you know what I'm about to do."
Hela looked at Richard with a complicated expression and said with emotion, "Let's bring in all the forces that are eyeing Midgard and fight them all..."
"I really don't know whether to praise your courage or scold you for being reckless..."