The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 841: Chapter 28: A girl in our family has come of age, her spirit so forceful it uproots mountains and eclipses the world_2

At the same time, she skillfully buried her head, rubbing against the feeder’s chest in a frenzy, while her brown wolf tail with a white tip at the end almost created a series of afterimages behind her.

Obviously, Heluo was very happy about Luo En’s return.

But…

After years of development, Heluo was no longer the little girl she used to be.

Luo En glanced at the two big “thunderballs” rolling and rubbing against his chest and the two perky buttocks twisting on his waist, and he couldn’t help but turn pale,

“Get down!”

“Just got back and you’re treating me like this? Did you find other daughters out there?”

Heluo flashed a suspicious look, pressing her hands against the feeder’s head, sniffing with her eyes facing down.

The rapid breath sprayed on Luo En’s neck, cheek, and ear, bringing waves of curious warmth and tingling sensations, which made Luo En, who had been abstinent for many years, shiver uncontrollably, and a wave of heat rushed to his lower abdomen.

At the same time, Heluo lifted her waist, raised her head, and looked at her feeder oddly:

“What did you bring back? It’s hurting my butt…”

While speaking, she couldn’t help but twist her perky buttocks, trying to find a more comfortable sitting position.

Luo En couldn’t help but gasp for air, holding down the excitable Heluo:

“Don’t move…”

“Huh? Why the secrecy?”

Heluo paused for a moment, then a glimmer of delight shone in her eyes,

“Is it a gift? Let me see it quickly!”

As she spoke, she reached out her paw towards the feeder’s lower area.

Luo En, seeing his foster daughter act so vigorously, twitched his facial muscles and grabbed the wolf tail swinging in front of him, resolutely flinging it out.

Accompanied by a series of clatter, Heluo climbed up from the clutter, rubbing her head and looking at her feeder with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot:

“If you won’t show it, then don’t; why the agitation?”

Then, she held her wolf tail from behind, observing the messy fur on it, and couldn’t help but complain,

“The tail is the most troublesome to deal with, I’ll have to maintain it again tonight.”

“Serves you right! That’s what you get for starting the mess.”

Luo En, while stooping to get up from the ground, grumpily chided his impetuous foster daughter,

“You’re so grown up, yet you still act like a little child.”

“Is being a child such a bad thing? No need to think, no need to worry, just eat, drink, and be merry every day. Unlike now, with Temple, trade, farming… As soon as I wake up, there’s a pile of issues to handle, not a single person to help or talk to, the pressure is so high that I’ve started to lose fur.”

Heluo, rubbing her head and complaining, looked at her indifferent father with even more grievances,

Luo En, hearing this, intended to go over and comfort her, but looking at Heluo’s curvy figure, he eventually lowered his arms.

There was no helping it. After three years in the military, even a sow could look like Diaochan.

Now he had been fighting the Fire Giant Clan in the Southern Realm for seven years, plus the lifelong abstinence, his resistance to temptation plummeted.

Facing such a curvy, unknowing Wolf Lady, he really struggled to maintain control.

If things went wrong, the one crying would be Heluo.

To steer away from this somewhat dangerous topic, Luo En coughed and shifted the conversation:

“Where’s Hela? Why didn’t I see her come out?”

“She’s gone back to the Immortal Palace,” Heluo replied casually.

Luo En was taken aback,

“What happened?”

“You didn’t know?”

Heluo looked somewhat surprised, then frowned and said,

“Not long after you led the troops to the Southern Realm, Odin came over and said he was taking Hela home to stay for a few days.”

“Why didn’t you stop them!”

“I found out about it afterward, the guards said Hela agreed to it as well, what could I do?”

Heluo voiced her injustice, and then added,

“Besides, she’s just staying temporarily in the Immortal Palace; it’s not like she isn’t coming back. I just saw her last month.”

Hearing this, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief and continued to inquire,

“How is she now?”

“She’s doing great! Eating well, sleeping well, not only has she grown taller than me, but her Divinity and Divine Power are also much stronger than mine!”

Heluo replied irritably, giving a sardonic look to her father who seemed more concerned about his student than his daughter.

However, Luo En was already too preoccupied with his own thoughts to notice Heluo’s feelings, his expression becoming somewhat gloomy.

Growing taller… Divinity enhanced…

Before leaving, Divine King Odin had proactively promised him to discuss Hela’s matter later.

Yet, that old rascal actually broke his promise, taking advantage of the interval when his Blood Alliance brother went on an expedition to Muspelheim, and brought Hela back to the Immortal Palace. He single-handedly used a catalytic Secret Technique on his own daughter, causing Hela to mature prematurely.

“Where is Hela now?”

Luo En coldly inquired, casting a ghostly glance towards Heluo.

Sensing the distinct chill in the air, Heluo vaguely realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly reined in her temper, answering solemnly:

“She seems to have gone to Valhalla, waging war against the Warner Divine Race!”

The Warner Divine Race, which had been advancing triumphantly, was actually pushed back by the Asa Army from the Elf Country to Valhalla?

Luo En’s eyes narrowed, and he instructed Heluo in a grave voice:

“Stay in the Temple, I’ll go check on Valhalla!”

Immediately afterward, he passed through the Rainbow Bridge that opened above the altar and arrived within the borders of Valhalla.

At this moment, on the front lines.

Thick smoke billowed, and flames shot into the sky.

Immortal Palace Guards, Warriors of Wan, Dwarf infantry, Elf archers, and armies from various different factions engaged in a fierce slaughter on this open battlefield.

Flashes of golden Lun Rune and the flow of green Said Witchcraft violently collided, inciting layers upon layers of Magic Power tides; weapons imbued with Divine Power ripped through opponents’ Armor, pierced their bodies, bringing out swathes of bloodstains and chunks of viscera; a downpour of arrows and Spears shot from both sides, densely falling onto the mired battlefield, nailing enemy Soldiers still fighting or struggling to their death…

And on this bloodstained battlefield resembling a meat grinder, a tall and cold black silhouette became the most dazzling presence.

She was dressed in black and green cloak and Battle Armor, her long hair wildly dancing like snakes as the wind whipped through it. With every motion of her hand, hundreds of black light-shaped blades shot outward, frantically reaping nearby Life.

Whether it was the Warner Warriors clad in Heavy Armor, the Valkyries riding on Pegasus, or the Said Wizards who had cast layers of protection upon themselves, all were without exception pierced by this unstoppable edge.

And once struck by these black blades, the proud Vitality of the Warner Divine Race completely failed to function:

Severed limbs could not be rejoined, wounds were difficult to Heal, and the dead could not be Resurrected…

In just a short while, thousands of Warriors of Wan consecutively fell to the sword of the black-haired Goddess, stepping into true Death.

But even as corpses lay everywhere around her, the black-haired Goddess was still dissatisfied with the abysmally low slaughter efficiency.

She slightly lifted her hand, and a dense ink-like black death energy burst forth from her body, forming a sky-obscuring black fog, spreading across the battlefield.

“Sizzling~~”

Accompanied by the sound of corrosion, from within the fog, waves of piercing screams rose one after another.

One by one, the Warriors of Wan who inhaled the black fog, like coming into contact with concentrated sulfuric acid, had their skin eroding, blood oozing from every orifice, and decaying flesh falling off their stark white skeletons… The horrifying scenes created a shocking tableau of Hell.

Facing the countless wails and pleas from the ground, the black-haired Goddess above looked down indifferently, unmoved and instead hastened the spread of the death fog.

Monster! Demon!

Fear spread uncontrollably among the Warner Divine Race, the once brave and capable Soldiers murmured as they retreated in despair.

It’s her again, the Death Goddess Hela!

Freya watched the black harbinger of death dominating the battlefield above and couldn’t help but turn pale with fury, gritting her teeth in resentment.

Since this woman appeared, the tide of battle turned, and the Asa Divine Race went from being on the defensive to crushing the Warner Divine Race in retreat.

Because she possessed powerful Power of Death, which perfectly countered the Life Divinity of the Warner Divine Race.

Any Warrior of Wan that died by her hand had no possibility of Healing and Resurrection.

Such a targeted adversary was undoubtedly the work of Asa Divine King Odin.

At this point, to contain the collapse of the Warner Divine Race, only she or her brother Niord had to take action to stop this Asa Death Goddess.

It would be best to kill this threat!

While Freya was contemplating, a figure at the edge of the battlefield caught her eye, and her pupils contracted instantly.

It’s him!

Loki, the God of Fire and Deceit!

Wasn’t he fighting the Fire Giant Clan in Midgard? How did he arrive in Valhalla?

Quickly, Freya came to a realization, her expression changing dramatically.

Has Surtr been defeated?

With that thought, Freya no longer hesitated and issued a forceful order:

“Retreat! Withdraw immediately!”

A golden-green mist spread from deep within Valhalla, enveloping the Warner Army, covering their Soldiers as they retreated.

Divine King Odin narrowed his one eye, ready to pursue the victory.

Unexpectedly, his daughter Hela, serving as the Vanguard Officer, suddenly turned back from the front lines and crashed into the embrace of a certain figure, revealing a radiant smile on her cold face:

“Teacher, you’re back!”

Odin’s eyelid twitched, and he promptly raised a hand to call back his troops.