American comics: This guy is crazy

"Sister, he is your admirer and likes to dress up like you and be teased by others."

Allen took out the skull tucked under his arm.

At this time, the skull extinguished the soul fire and pretended to be dead without responding.

As expected, the mentally ill person couldn't believe him and told him all his embarrassing stories as soon as they met.

Hela waved one hand, and a burst of divine power knocked it away, repairing its body at the same time.

It seems that this kind of thing is commonplace.

With the goddess of death's gorgeous appearance, it is normal for her subordinates to have distracting thoughts.

"Let's get together."

Hela took Allen straight into the underworld.

As soon as they passed through the space barrier, the environment suddenly became dark.

"Why is the underworld so lifeless? You can't open the windows."

Allen looked at the gloomy sky, as if it was shrouded in dark clouds all year round.

Below, the land is all dark brown, as if black is the only color.

"The edge of the underworld is unoperated and it does look desolate."

Hela responded casually, and then secretly ordered the undead army to retreat.

Without her on the battlefield, it would be impossible to invade Hell, and temporary occupation would be meaningless.

"Speaking of which, you're not dead yet, so why are you in hell?" Hela asked doubtfully.

Furthermore, those who fall into hell are the souls of the most evil people.

How could she not understand Allen's character? He really wasn't that kind of person.

"It's a long story, so I won't go into it." Allen said coquettishly.

"OK."

Hela smiled slightly and did not ask further questions, all because he couldn't help but tell the reason.

Allen was stunned for a moment and tried with a mean look on his face: "You really don't want to know? It's been a very tortuous and exciting process."

"Do not want to know."

"hiss…"

Allen took a sharp breath and realized that he had met his opponent. He couldn't wait to say: "You must listen, I will tell you right away."

"I don't listen, I don't listen..."

Hela covered her ears and muttered something.

"Why are you so stupid? I must let you listen." Allen was so uncomfortable that he started to pull his hair.

On the ground, the undead army was looking at the lord blankly.

It was the first time I saw the goddess of death looking so playful.

They usually have a solemn and noble image, which makes their soul fire overflow.

"Call mom, beg me." Hela said proudly.

"Mom, please." Allen shouted without hesitation.

"..."

Hela didn't expect the other party to actually shout, and was shocked: "I underestimated your lower limit."

Allen said seriously: "The lower limit is used to break through."

It makes sense, he can really do it.

In Hela's impression, it seemed that Allen was shameless and shameless from beginning to end.

"You tell me, I'll listen."

Hela indicated that she could tell how she ended up here.

Allen pinched his chin and said nervously: "How should I put it? This matter is complicated when it is said, and it is simple when it is said. If you want to say it is complicated, it is actually very simple. If you want to say it is simple, it is actually very complicated..."

"If you talk nonsense about literature again, I will curse you to be unable to make a sound." Hela raised her eyebrows, and the death power in her body was ready to move.

"A woman confessed her love to me, but I rejected her on the spot. Her love gave rise to hatred, and she sent me to hell. If I can't get it, no one else can."

Allen boasted: "Who am I, the chief combat regiment commander of the Iron Space and Iron Guards, Ode Umu Wilwin Enyel Twainwe Uwin Muben Osas, our slogan is to only play the piano, If you don’t talk about love, how can you let a trivial matter like your children’s personal relationship hold you back?”

"..."

What the hell is your account?

You shouldn't be called Allen.

Hela grasped the key point of the content and asked: "You provoked others and put you in hell, right?"

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense, I'm suing you for slander." Allen shouted towards the undead army on the ground: "Your lord slandered me, she slandered me..."

"Who is the other party?" Hela ignored Allen's unreasonable troubles and directly asked his identity.

"Mysterious guest."

"who?"

Hela was confused by the code name Allen told her, and had no impression at all.

"Illyana Rasputin."

"is her!"

For a moment, Hela remembered this person's information and suddenly said: "I have met her a few times, so I am not familiar with her. She also has a legendary experience."

"oh!"

Allen became interested and asked excitedly: "How awesome is my brain? Tell me about it."

"your wife!?"

Hela's eyes were rather playful and she said, "You didn't reject her."

"I just accepted him." Allen's expression was very calm, and there was no trace of embarrassment at all.

"When she was seven years old, she was abducted by the Lord of Hell, Belasco. He was interested in her magical talent and wanted to train her into a powerful wizard and then steal her power to strengthen herself..."

Halfway through Hela's words, Allen interrupted: "Hateful, you dare to capture my brain and make a cauldron. Take me to find that scallop tiramisu to take revenge, and give him a Iron Guards song to make him disappear into ashes."

"It's Belasco. He's already dead." Hela added: "I lost my temper. Illyana awakened her spiritual power at the age of fifteen and transformed into a sword that hurt her soul and killed her."

"If he dies soon, otherwise he will be heartbroken and search for a close friend all over the world, which will definitely make him regret coming to this world." Allen said harshly.

At this time, he had arrived at Hela's territory.

High-rise buildings with black tones stand tall, exactly like the majestic cities in epic blockbusters.

There are all kinds of undead people living in the city.

A cyclical system has been formed.

Hela was born in Asgard, the divine realm, and had received various educations since she was a child. Naturally, she did not want to see the territory look like a cemetery, so she put in effort to manage it bit by bit.

Undead with memories and lichs with alchemy all play important roles in building a territory.

The Lord's Castle stands in the center of the city like a glorious palace. Its main body is dark green and embellished with gold lines. It looks solemn and calm without losing its majesty and dominance.

Allen looked at the palace and exclaimed: "Asgard?"

"My palace is a replica."

Hela did not shy away from being honest, and indeed recreated it according to the God's Domain. Because living alone would reduce the scale. After all, the aesthetics of the undead are more than a little surprising.

The two fell down smoothly. Allen looked around and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so majestic."

"Come in, eat and chat."

Entering the hall, there were already two rows of female undead waiting.

They were wearing wedding dresses, and the white bones under the ulcerated skin could be vaguely seen through the lace gloves.

"They are zombie brides. There are not many of them. They often serve the lord as attendants." Hela introduced.

"The underworld is so fun, can I come here often?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Allen realized something was wrong in his words and muttered: "How should I come to the underworld? Am I going to commit suicide?"

"I advise you not to do stupid things and fall into other people's territory. I may not be able to get you back."

In the underworld, some veteran death lords still beat them to pieces even if God King Odin came in person.

Hela will not provoke the other party unless necessary.

"Let's have a drink of the underworld's specialties."

Hela poured a glass of black drink, which was full of bubbles.

"Bingkuoluo."

Allen drank it all in one gulp without even thinking about it, and he was completely unprepared.

Hela shook her head helplessly and said secretly: "Still so careless."

belch…

After burping, Allen still had more to say.

‘Beep! The host is baptized by dark artifacts, which permanently enhances the soul strength by 50%. ’

Um…

Allen picked up the kettle and blew into his mouth.

Gudong, gudong... He kept pouring drinks into his mouth.

At the same time, Allen's belly bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Uh..., I'm full, I can't drink any more, I'm vomiting..."

Alan rolled his eyes, looking like he was trying to hold back vomiting.

I can't finish the water in the kettle, I can't finish it at all, it seems like it will never end.

From the beginning to the end, Hela smiled without stopping. Seeing Allen's uncomfortable look, the smile on her face became even stronger, and she deliberately explained: "This is a space pot, which contains the spring of the Styx, which is almost a big river." The amount of water, and the Styx Divine Spring are only effective for the first time."

"You didn't tell me earlier."

Allen thought that if he drank more, he could get more beneficial effects. However, no system prompt appeared when he drank hard. He rubbed his bulging belly and said with an aggrieved face: "Bad woman, you made my belly bigger. You Be responsible.”

"A puddle of urine."

After a table of delicacies from the underworld, Allen lost his appetite and lay on Hela's exclusive lounge chair, rubbing his stomach with an expression of despair.

Hela slowly tasted the unknown meat, her face full of anger and fun.

"Sister Kelp, why did you come to the underworld?" Allen asked curiously.

The goddess of death is the first god of war in Asgard, the goddess who brings death to the world, and her duty is to fight against foreign enemies.

"If I had not left the underworld, I might have become a prisoner who would be worse than death." Hela put down her knife and fork and said, "Odin is too arbitrary and arbitrary and does not allow anyone to challenge his authority. I have threatened his rule. "

In the movie, Hela is indeed so powerful that Odin flees to the human world for refuge.

"Will One-Eyed Dragon let you escape?" Allen asked.

Odin should be at the peak of his strength now. It is impossible to suppress Hela and let him operate in the underworld instead of laying a minefield for himself.

Hela said slowly: "That's all thanks to the Guardians of the Galaxy you established at that time. My teammates broke into Asgard to rescue me, and asked Death's permission to live in the underworld."

Guardians of the Galaxy?

die?

The amount of information is a bit large.

How powerful is this team that dares to attack God's Domain? It's almost like a universe overlord.

"You mentioned death, is Thanos also on the team?" Allen asked with wide eyes.

There are two people in the world who can most easily see the embodiment of death.

The dying Deadpool, and the inseparable Thanos.

"That's something you need to experience yourself."

Hela smiled and said nothing, deliberately not revealing the member information.

Allen cannot change the history that has become a fact. If he gets crazy and wreaks havoc, he might really be able to tamper with the direction of history.

So, try not to interfere if possible.

It involves the law of cause and effect, and the more involved it is, the more dangerous it is. Especially, gods with high positions can intuitively feel the benefits and harms.