Marvel Supernova

Odin treasury.

When Ella saw the eternal fire, her heart suddenly moved.

If I take this hot thing away, can I stop Ragnarok?

But, can I withstand the law of cause and effect caused by this behavior?

Odin dies, and when Hela comes out, no one can stop her.

Can you do it yourself?

Judging from the fact that she could crush Thor's Meow Hammer with one hand, she still has a certain gap.

You can't use the Black Death Sword to kill gods anymore, right?

Besides, it’s not like Odin himself didn’t know about Ragnarok, and he didn’t see him bringing the eternal fire to a corner of the universe that would never be found.

The less trouble, the better.

You have enough troubles on your body, don't blindly take it upon yourself.

After all, if you don't seek death, you won't die.

Thinking of this, Ella stopped worrying, picked up the brazier and walked out.

Sif Falls Khan, this girl is really invisible

Just take it, this is Odin's treasure house

Didn't you see the Destroyers coming out of the wall?

Ella held the brazier and bumped into the Destroyer, and the atmosphere was tense for a time.

The Destroyer didn't know whether he was afraid of being blown to pieces by this violent girl again, or because he had received Loki's order.

After a few seconds of confrontation, it slowly retreated and disappeared into the wall.

Asgard's martial arts culture, weapons and armor shops, and forges that create weapons and armor can be seen everywhere.

Sif took Ayla and Eitri to the guard army station, where there is a royal forge.

After getting ready, Yitri didn't waste any time. He put down his backpack, took off his shirt and started to jerk off. .Uh, getting ready to patch up the night sky.

With an extremely solemn look on his face, he carefully took out his special forging hammer from his backpack, raised it above his head, and muttered something.

"Yuktrasil, God of the Gods, please give me the power of forging, and I will give you my body and heart."

Ella looked carefully and saw that Eitri's seemingly simple hammer was covered with complicated dark patterns, which was obviously not an ordinary thing.

After reciting the prayer, Yitri picked up the cracked night sky and slowly placed it into the eternal fire. The sword spirit immediately let out a scream.

Ella also felt a pain in her heart, and the connection with the night sky suddenly disappeared.

However, she believed that since Yitri was a master, he certainly had his reasons.

"hu~hu"

The night sky was soon burned red by the eternal fire. Seeing that the fire was almost done, Yitri placed the sword blade on the anvil and forged it vigorously.

Yitri's eyes were crystal clear and extremely focused, not at all like he was drunk just now.

It seems like an ordinary forging action, but if you listen carefully, there is a unique rhythm.

"Ding~ding~dang~dang~"

Closing her eyes, Ella actually felt a hint of emptiness and rhythm.

It's indescribable, this feeling is so mysterious.This sound of forging seemed to penetrate the eardrums and penetrate deep into the soul.

Every blow from Eitri felt like a hammer hitting his heart.

Overjoyed, Ella could feel the breath of the sword spirit again.

The night sky comes to life again

This aura is getting stronger and stronger, and the connection with myself is getting closer.

Unknowingly, her soul was tempered at the same time as the night sky.

"Ding~dang~"

Eitri hammered slower and slower, and in the end, every hammer stroke seemed to use all his strength.Big beads of sweat were flowing down his beard and hair.

"what"

Yitri roared, the blood in his arm as thick as a rock tree surged, and the forging hammer in his hand glowed red.

"bang"

There was a loud noise, and the forging table made of meteorite iron was smashed to pieces by his hammer, causing a shock wave that blew everything in the room to pieces.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Sif raised her shield and covered Ella behind her.

"Are you okay?" Sif turned around and asked.

"Uh, I'm fine. What happened just now?"

Ella came back to her senses from her ethereal state, unaware that a piece of the forging platform had just broken into pieces and almost opened her mouth.

"Hoo~ho~here...here, girl"

Eitri seemed to be completely exhausted, and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily, and handed the sword to Ella.

“Thank you for your hard work, Master”

After Ella thanked her, she felt a huge difference the moment she took in the night sky.

The pattern on the sword is the same as the pattern on the head of Eitri's hammer. It should be that after repeated beating, the magic pattern on the hammer head was hammered onto the sword body.

However, these patterns are not chaotic, but arranged in an unusually coordinated order.

The dwarves seem to be rough and arrogant, but the equipment they create is extremely beautiful.

Ella couldn't put it down immediately and was so happy.

Everything in the world has spirituality

The sword also has spirit

The original night sky was Hela's sword. Although the sword spirit had some connection with him, it was always uncoordinated and felt a bit laggy when wielded.

Now, it is entirely his own.

Well, for example, the original synchronization rate with the night sky was only 75, but now it has reached the highest level of 100.

Moreover, after being forged by the eternal fire, the properties of the night sky have also been greatly changed.

With a slight wave, scorching flames rushed towards his face, and the air seemed to be ignited.

He stroked the sword lightly, but it felt cold again. He couldn't feel the burning heat, which was very mysterious.

"It's a pity that there are some materials missing here, otherwise it could be made better. When you have time to come to Nidaville, I will reheat the furnace for you."

"Thank you, Master"

Ella smiled happily and thanked her repeatedly. She thanked the dwarf master from the bottom of her heart for renewing her beloved sword.

"I'm so thirsty after working."

Eitri touched his throat with his hand.

"Master, let's go to the tavern. I'll treat you until you get drunk."

Ella waved her hand, hugged the night sky, took Sif's arm, and walked out happily.

"I'm going to return the eternal fire to the treasure house, you go."

Sif didn't like drinking, so she declined politely.

"Oh, okay, come and see us later. I don't have gold coins. If you don't come, no one will pay."

Sif was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you just say you were treating me?"

"Yeah, I'll treat you, and you pay the bill."

The eldest lady holds her head high and speaks plausibly.

Sif couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't look like a princess among thousands of people. She was no different from a little girl who got her beloved toy.

A ray of light shone through Yitri's half-closed eyes, and he took a deep look at this beautiful and ecstatic figure.

The reason why he devoted himself to repairing the night sky for Ella was mainly because he believed that Floa, who chose self-exile, would never hand the sword of the night sky into the hands of a person with an evil heart.

"I hope Ragnarok comes slower, otherwise there will be no place to drink such good wine."

Yitri muttered, and his dazzling eyes returned to being drunk.