[Zhongyingmei] The superheroes I bought in those years

Can a half-blood demigod overwhelm another protoss with pure blood?

Before that, the answer was no, and it could be answered without thinking—this is why even though they knew that Volva was hiding Patricia Udonta on purpose, the elders did not attach much importance to this direct descendant of Volva reason.

She was born with only half talent, half possibility, and half inheritance.

Hybrids and Volva are hard to get along with.

She is like a stack of paper with only half of it, even if it is forced to overlap with Volva's crown, there will always be many corners that cannot be folded in.

——Everyone thinks this way, even Patricia herself once had a similar perception.

But she still clearly remembers the sense of power generated from the inside of her body in the dream, which fits and is so familiar to her, like a musician playing the piano, even if he hasn't touched the piano all year round, the moment he touches the strings again , the fingers will unconsciously rub and pluck the strings.

That power was in her soul.

thought Patricia.

Just like the blue mist she crossed before coming here, she had never seen it before, but her body is more familiar than her memory on how to guide energy, how to outline space and the nodes of space, how to grasp and control.

Patricia closed her eyes under the gaze of the girl candidate opposite who seemed to want to laugh but was also shy.

The eyelids blocked the light, and there was a large piece of darkness in front of her eyes, only she herself was bright, like a burning torch.

She let go of her "line of sight" in the darkness, and with herself as the center of the circle, clusters of faint blue soul fires illuminated the vaguely human figure in the front, back, left, and right sides.

In her field of vision, they are like clusters of light spots gathered by spiritual power, some are bright, some are dim.

They have no sound in her world, their emotions are wrapped in the blue outline, like water waves rippling away, being blocked by a dam, and they are locked in their bodies to echo.

When she was willing to condescend to listen, the voices rushed out of her body one after another, and spread in the empty snow field of Niflheim, as if this country had no secrets.

When she gets tired of the noise, it's like pressing the mute button in the World Cup. Even if an 80s golden song is played on the top of the mountain, she can still hear it at the foot of the mountain.

And amidst the countless moments of stillness and stillness, where the granddaughter of the elder was originally standing in front of her, the girl's soul fire was as conspicuous as a lighthouse on the ocean.

But truth be told, Patricia thought, compared to the mother standing beside her, this candidate's soul power was like a polyhedron ball of the ballroom unwilling to be alone beside the silent moon, flickering impatiently, with a Nouveau riche-like urgency.

Patricia stretched out her hand and traced the girl's "little Miaomiao"—because they were newborns, they were ignorant and greedy.

In order to create and control more new armies, the soul fire and orders burned in those skulls were a bit rough, so the corpses with unsatisfied appetites were like flies smelling fishy—even if they hadn’t Snouted - Puts the seeds released by Patricia into the head.

Oh... what a bunch of greedy little guys.

Patricia laughed softly in her heart. This whole process may take a long time in reality, but in the world of the soul, it is just a few moments of thinking.

As a result, the Twelve Elders and the rebels gathered here could only see the young girl of Urwa standing half a step in front of her mother, her slender body wrapped in a thin war robe, which suddenly closed and opened in the cold wind. open your eyes.

A familiar faint blue flashed across her eyes. I don't know if it was an illusion. Patricia's browbones, eye sockets, forehead, lips, and cheeks all subtly became deeper and more mature.

Her aura is rising—to be precise, she herself is rising too. Her long black hair flutters in the wind like a streamer, gradually reaching her waist, knees, and ankles...

The battle robe gradually tightened and shortened, revealing the well-defined wrists and ankles.

The next moment, the airflow visible to the naked eye lifted the newly accumulated snow seeds on the ground and pushed them away in a radial pattern. Everyone was amazed by her movement, and their eyes fell to the ground to wait for it.

However, the earth was calm, and no new bones of war broke out.

Time passed by second by second, and the rebels almost thought it was just a meaningless prank or a dying struggle...but suddenly they heard one after another, like the "click" sound of dislocated bones.

There's nothing wrong with those voices, it's just... so close.

An ominous premonition came out along with the cold sweat. When no one else realized what happened, the girl in the lead felt it most intuitively.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that a half-breed who was fearless in the mouth of her grandfather, uncle, uncle, etc., could do this step.

Click, click, click——

Like the guards, they helped them surround Volva's army of bones. Suddenly, like a puppet pulled by a fishing line, the head burning with soul fire turned 180 degrees straight. laugh.

The bright soul fire belonging to Patricia suddenly rose to a higher level, like a storm passing through, viciously extinguishing the soul fire that originally controlled the army, and it was arrogant and reckless.

Under this untimely smile and the spectacle of the soul fire extinguishing the soul fire, the girl's face quickly turned red, and her sharp voice was exasperated: "Do it, grandfather, she won't last long!"

Everyone could see that Patricia's figure was changing abnormally, and they subconsciously thought that it was some kind of secret technique that Wolwa taught her only daughter, and secret techniques usually have more than enough burst but not enough stamina.

They guessed wrong, however, and it didn't.

Wolva didn't even pay attention to the besieging rebel army, her eyes full of emotion fell on the top of the only daughter's hair that had already surpassed her, and her fingertips were soft, combing her too long black hair.

Just like when Xia Xia was younger, her incompetent mother held the little girl on her knees, and combed out a little black hair for her in a strange and clumsy way.

……

The swords of the rebel army and the army of bones intertwine.

The skeletons stretching across the entire battlefield pulled out the hard and sharp bone blades from their chests, which were hard and sharp due to perennial freezing, and went forward fearlessly.

They are immortal, immortal, and if they fall apart, they can pull out anyone's skeleton from the ground and assemble a new self, like the plague that is a specialty of the country of fog.

Waiting to manipulate the skeletons, the powerless rebel army has been frustrated repeatedly, and doubts arose everywhere.

……

The ends of her hair were pulled, and her scalp tingled with numbness.

Patricia turned her head and snuggled up to her mother's hand, urging urgently and earnestly: "I won't let her interfere with you, mother, together, we will be able to..."

Surely what?That answer was like the homeland she saw in a dream that kept moving away, which made her unable to say it.

The rest of the words were gently pressed down by the mother's fingers.

"I haven't settled the account of sneaking with you yet, disobedient Miss Udonta."

The disobedient Miss Udonta could only look at her helplessly, even if she lowered her head, she seemed to be looking up wetly.

"Xia Xia will be obedient in the future."

As if aware of something, the word "later" was heavily accentuated by Patricia.

There was a tremor in her voice, but she pretended to be relaxed, acting like a baby to her mother shamelessly.

The statement was more of a plea than a promise.

However, just like the countless "No, Xia Xia" before, Wu Erwa's eyes of rejection were gentle to cruel: "I am really happy to see you grow up with my own eyes."

"Really, really, very happy."

The words full of genuine joy fell into the daughter's ears, but made the latter show a sad expression of being forced to wake up from a good dream.

She put her face in her mother's cold palm, and said nostalgicly: "...If you can keep watching, Xia Xia will be happier."

This time Volva didn't give any rejection or promise, her light and gentle blue eyes reflected the air that began to collapse behind Patricia—

Blue mist, crimson liquid, orange halo, emerald green running runes... rushed into the girl's body.

The terrified screams of the rebels mixed with the crashing sound of the bones dismantling themselves, and soon turned into a corner of the curtain, fading and annihilating between the light and shadow...

Volva's battle robe began to fade in the wind.

The woman's gentle and motherly face suddenly revealed a bit of girlish cunning at this last moment: "Give my regards to your father."

She said, and then blinked again: "That man seemed to like you a little bit in his little bean sprouts period? He looks like a good kid, but remember to tell your father and brother not to be stingy with fists."

Patricia looked at her greedily, hearing this, she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Mom..."

"Hush—" the mother unilaterally ended her daughter's belated adolescent emotional topic, "You are my pride, forever."

"Mom's little Xiaxia."

Words of love melt into wind and frost.

The void collapsed.

The author has something to say: About the test of the soul gem (?):

There are only four real souls in the entire void (Patricia, Thanos, Gamora, Volva)

Thanos sacrificed Gamora, but he still saved Gamora after he regretted saving (killing half of the Titans) (violated the principle after establishing the principle), and did not fight back when Gamora killed him (The reason is probably the guilt of the old father), so the goal he wanted to implement after getting the soul gem was violated at that moment. (In fact, if he can be cruel and kill Gamora directly to the end, he will win).

Xia Xia is not actually the one being tested, she is at most an experiencer, because in fact both the sacrificer and the sacrificed are her mother, and the only goal her mother wants to carry out is Xia Xia... so Xia Xia lie win(?)

The finale of the next chapter√