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However, Joyce still vaguely felt that this matter was not that easy.

But the premise is that Odin was promised, and the God of Light, Baldr, did not hesitate to use such a condescending tone to please him.

Maybe Odin wants to see his strength to confirm whether he has the ability to help Thor solve Ragnarok?

Well, there is such a possibility, it seems that I still need to show my strength.

Joyce frowned and finally nodded.

"I can promise to help you, so when will I set off?"

Bader suddenly looked surprised.

He never expected that Joyce would agree to him so happily.

He even hesitated for a long time, preparing to take out some treasures that made him feel distressed.

But now it seems that he is thinking too much.

In fact, Joyce didn't care what he could bring to himself.

No matter how good the things he gives are, can they be better than those in Odin's treasure house?

Just a set of sacred clothes is estimated to be worth a lot of money.

And Badr had no idea what his dear father had promised Joyce.

Thinking of this, Badr smiled again on his face, and then nodded to Joyce.

"Sir Joestar, since you are willing to help Asgard, how about we set off immediately the day after tomorrow?"

"Okay, just send someone to call me when the time comes. I'll be waiting here."

"no problem."

Badr nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at Badr's back, Joyce narrowed his eyes slightly and stood quietly.

A breeze blew, blowing the curly hair on Joyce's forehead, shining in the sunlight.

"Crisis in Asgard?"

Joyce murmured softly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon after, Joyce gathered his thoughts and walked towards his room.

Early the next morning.

Badr came to him in person.

Joyce then left Asgard with Balder through the Rainbow Bridge.

The two left Asgard without attracting any attention.

Joyce told Eva last night.

Although Eva wanted to go with him very much, she reluctantly stayed to help cover up in order not to attract Sol's attention.

On the way, Badr introduced Joyce to the distribution of power in the entire Heim Hades and Hela's personal information.

Joyce listened carefully. After all, he didn't know how long he would stay there.

Only now did he figure out that the Hades of Heim turned out to be Niflheim, one of the Nine Realms.

It is a place opened by Odin specifically to seal Hela.

At the same time, he also had a certain understanding of Hela.

She is a deity with power over life and death in Asgard.

Since the relationship between father and daughter broke down,

Odin sent the Valkyrie Legion to besiege Hela, but despite fighting on wheels, they were still destroyed by the Hela regiment.

At that time, Hela had been exiled by Odin, which meant that Hela, who destroyed the Valkyrie Legion, was not yet at her peak.

Even in this situation, there is still some extremely high combat power.

Until finally, the angry Odin had no choice but to seal her himself.

Because Hela can live forever as long as she is in Asgard.

This was also the blessing given to Hela by Odin when she came of age.

And the form of death of Asgardians is different from that of humans. After humans officially die, their souls instantly leave their physical form.

After Asgardians die, their souls remain in their bodies until they are absorbed by the goddess of death and assigned to its final resting place.

If you die as a hero.

They will enter the Hall of Valor that Odin forged for the heroes.

Fight by day, drink by night, and face all challenges fearlessly.

And after other souls without glory die, it will remain in the body of the deceased.

Until Hela came and used her death touch to send it into the underworld.

But during the years when Hela was sealed, the dead would be temporarily taken over by the God of Darkness, Hodel, and sent directly to Niflheim.

No more passing through Hela’s hands.

But these things are the dark history of Odin and Asgard.

After getting Odin's permission, Baldur dared to tell Joyce.

Otherwise, even if he is the son of Odin, he will bear the wrath of the father of the gods.

Therefore, these young gods, such as Thor, Loki and others, had no idea that they had such a arrogant sister.

Dare to kill their father directly with a weapon.

After listening to Badr's story, Joyce fell into thinking.

No wonder he is called the Father of the Gods. He knows that there are many children who are Odin's biological children.

Hela, the goddess of death, Tyr, the god of war, Baldr, the god of light, Hodr, the god of darkness, Thor, the god of thunder, and their adopted son Loki.

I don’t know if there are other illegitimate children...

Uh, that's too far ahead.

If this is really the case, then Hela must be very angry after being sealed for so long, right?

After all, Odin was like a mountain to her, too high to cross.

But she was fighting for the glory of Asgard, but she didn't expect that she would be constantly suppressed.

Until the two fell out.

During the conversation, the two came to Niflheim, a place full of thick fog all year round, cold but dark.

The whole world is always in darkness, and even the sun cannot penetrate this darkness and see the outside world.

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After summoning the substitute, Joyce could clearly sense through the airflow that this was a desolate world.

There is no living vegetation and no animals at all.

All of this is like deathly silence.

"Sir Joyce, we are here."

Badr's whole body exuded a golden light.

He is worthy of being the God of Light. Even in the darkness, he is still so dazzling.

Even the air within ten meters of the surrounding area became extremely warm.

"I can't go any further. My priesthood here is like the sun. I have no way to face the undead here."

Badr stopped moving forward and said apologetically to Joyce.

Joyce glanced at the scene in front of him and nodded.

"I understand, leave the rest to me!"

After all, Joyce didn't delay.

As the air surged, the whole person flew into the thick fog of Niflheim.

Looking at the place where Joyce disappeared, Badr's mouth showed a hint of bitterness.

Although he wanted to work with Joyce, he couldn't help at all here.

Badr sighed, with a look of worry on his face, hoping that Joyce could complete the task smoothly.

In a place like Niflheim, even gods must be careful.