The conversation between Death and Hela happened in a place where no one else knew, and no one else knew about this conversation.

Vorusk stayed in this place as a weapon, not to give any advice to death.

His existence is just to prevent death from quietly dying in the hands of an archangel or demon.

As for the conversation that is happening, Volusk can of course tell Burkeso.

Death himself knew this very well, but this conversation was not as much as it needed to be concealed from Burkeso.

Giving Hela a power of death is not a loss for death, and Hela is also a god.

The power left over from the power was flowing in her body!

Just as Thor can gradually become familiar with and master the authority of Thunder by leveraging the bloodline of authority, Hela can also try to master death through the bloodline in his body!

Although it is very difficult to get Hela to regain the authority of death from the Archangel, who can guarantee that they will not be able to wait for a suitable opportunity?

Human resilience can always create miraculous results at this time.

Hela doesn't need to take away the authority of death from the hands of the archangel, as long as Hela can become the last push at a critical moment, it's enough!

Only by piled up countless details can we get closer to victory.

Death is very clear about his weakness in combat power, but Hela is different!

Hela herself is a powerful warrior who has proved herself on the battlefield. What she lacks is not the experience of fighting or the will to fight!

It's just a simple lack of strength!

If Hela finds the opportunity to take away the authority of death from the Archangel, it means that death’s revenge on the Archangel has achieved fruitful results!

Not many people can easily forgive their enemies, and the archangels almost completely ended the existence of death itself!

The ridiculous thing is to say that death does not want to start revenge at all.

"Hela, you should have made a decision?"

Death said to Hela in front of him.

Hela has many similarities with her, such as her attitude towards the Archangel and the Demon!

As long as there is similarity in this aspect, death is willing to bet on some bargaining chips.

“I want to help my younger brother and I want to take revenge for my homeland.

It’s just something you can’t do, why do you think I can do it?”

Hela asked very heavily.

She was not afraid of the power of the archangel and the demon god, she just wanted to know why.

In her eyes, she was not qualified to have any connection with a real god like death.

At this time, Death stood in front of her and promised her that she was willing to give her powerful enough power!

This incident is very bizarre even in Asgard's legend of heroes.

"I will tell you honestly that you are just a piece in my revenge plan.

I don’t know if you can achieve any effect in this process, and even when I came to you, I didn’t have much expectation for you.”

The tone of death was particularly calm.

She did not bewitch Hela in an excited tone, nor did she try to make Hela loyal with something like mission.

“I just need you to attack those archangels at the right time.

This has not hurt you anything. I think you should be willing to do this when facing the Archangel.

Although everything about Asgard was not destroyed by the Archangel, those guys would never be kind to you if they thought it was necessary.”

Death continued.

"Just because we have the potential to be enemies, you are willing to invest in me?"

Hela asked.

"Of course, even if it's just a seemingly slim opportunity.

You should be able to understand the idea of ​​someone who has almost lost everything.

Although I am not a life form of human beings, there is no insurmountable gap between my thoughts and a normal thinking human being.”

Death said softly.

She was honest enough and gave a very fair choice.

Whether to accept her power is not a forced matter, and whether to accept it depends entirely on Hela's decision.

“I would love to inherit the true power of death from you.

After all, I was once known as the goddess of death, but at that time, even if I wanted to break my head, I probably wouldn't have thought that I would be able to truly bear the name of death one day."

The corners of Hela's mouth were slightly raised.

She likes strength, and getting the power of death is not unacceptable to Hela.

Death just nodded when she heard this, and she seemed to want to laugh.

It was just that her deep robe hidden everything about her.

But Hela did see a smile from the figure in front of him. It might be just a stubborn self-righteousness, but Hela felt that this feeling was not bad either.

"Then take the seeds of death."

Death said so.

She stretched out her hand, and a small dot of light with an obscure smell floated up and then fell on Hela's forehead.

Hela's long hair withered in an instant like dry straw.

But the aura on Hela's body began to become stronger!

The seeds turned into by the power of death, which is a bit counterintuitive.

Death is always associated with things like ashes and rarely has anything to do with things like seeds that represent life.

But at this time the seeds of death gently merged into Hela's body!

The dry hair only existed for a moment, and then became full of luster.

But the hair is no longer shiny, but has turned into a gray area.

"Is my current situation different from the helper you chose before?"

Hela asked.

The person she mentioned was naturally Frank.

“Frank is my agent, and you are my master and apprentice.

The gap between you is quite big, but these things will not affect anything.”

When the words of death fell, the figure disappeared.

Even though Hela always looked at death, she could not see the way death disappeared from sight.

The arrival of death is silent, and the departure of death is the same.

It's like death never appeared in this place.

Hela stood quietly, waiting quietly.

She knew that it would not take long before the death surrogate would appear in front of her - following the breath of death.

...

“Not every seed you sprinkle is likely to sprout.”

Vorusk said to death.

“Of course, not all seeds will grow into towering trees.

After all, some seeds are just the seeds of grass.”

Death said to Volusk easily.

When Burkeso handed over the legendary heavy weapon turned into by Vorusk to death, he had already unlocked the restrictions that Vorusk could not speak.

Burkeso knew very well that he could not express his pain, so he did not treat his previous immortal king in the most rigorous way.

"So when Burkeso was still a seed, did you see that he would grow into a world tree?"

Death asked with some amusingness.

"Of course not, I thought he would grow into materials that could pile up barbarian legends.

At that time, I didn't notice that the birth of Burkeso would be Udicien's work."

Vorusk said without any concealment.

"I have tried to understand your past during this period, but I have not been able to understand your thoughts until now."

Death said.
To be continued...