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Chapter 308: Bren Hill

Here is a barren ice field.

Gusts of cold wind whizzed past, sending waves of ice and snow rushing past like unstoppable waves, and the whole world was shrouded in a gray mist.

Thick snow covers the ice field, and a black river can be seen, and a huge stone bridge with an ancient atmosphere spans the rushing black river.

There is no sign of life here.

Even the most tenacious weeds cannot survive here, only the endless land of ice and snow.

Coldness and dead silence are the only themes here.

But under such extreme conditions, a figure walked across the ice field, dragging a huge and heavy load, facing the wind and snow.

chi chi chi...thumbs up thumbs up...

As the figure got closer, it was discovered that it was actually a woman with huge amounts of horned beasts dragging behind her.

The woman was wearing broken armor covered with sword marks, long purple hair fluttering in the wind and snow, and white feathers on her temples. She walked firmly, dragging the horned beast in one hand, and holding a long sword dripping blood in the other.

Hoo hoo~~

A gust of cold wind blew past, lifted the thick layer of snow, and revealed a figure.

The woman in silver armor stopped in place, frowning, examining the man buried under the snow.

The man's black shirt was completely torn 903, his body was covered with frozen blood, his breathing from the tip of his nose was very weak, if it wasn't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone would mistake him for a corpse.

sasha.......

The man's fingers twitched slightly before he struggled to open his eyes, a bitter smile stretched across his chapped lips.

That bastard named Rantkill, he finally escaped!

That person was Fang Yu, who managed to get out of the turbulent flow of the hollow crack. Although he successfully passed through the crack, his mental pressure has been exhausted, and he has no defense measures, and can only let the space storm rage in the center.

Fortunately, he was lucky this time.

Although he was torn to pieces by the space storm, the silver on his body is still there, which made him go to this hell! This is his luck.

Next, you only need to give him some time to replenish the spiritual pressure, and then you can use super-speed regeneration to repair the injury.

"Who are you?"

asked the woman, looking at him warily.

"The Lost Ones..."

Fang Yu forced an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth. "Excuse me,...………………What is this place?"

The woman frowned, surprise flashed in her eyes: "You don't even know where this is?"

Fang Yu said with a bitter expression on his face. "I got lost and got here by mistake."

"You're out of luck."

The woman was silent for a while, then spoke weakly. "This is the land of the decedent, Helheim.

"Helheim?"

Fang Yu froze for a moment, but he didn't react yet.

Because he was seriously injured, his brain was a little confused, so he couldn't remember where this Helheim was, but he just felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere

"Helheim, also known as Helm's Underworld."

The woman took a deep look at him and said slowly: "You don't seem to be from Asgard, otherwise how could you not know what Helheim means.

Helheim? The helm of the underworld!?

Fang Yu looked a little stunned, as lightning flashed through his chaotic brain, and he remembered everything in an instant!

This is Helm, the underworld, one of the nine kingdoms in Northern Europe. The ruler of this dead world is the famous death goddess Hela. She was suppressed here by Odin tens of thousands of years ago!

It seems that God still favored him and voted him here.

Knowing his position, Fang Yu was somewhat relieved: Helm's Underworld, where Hela is, may be the only result he can't accept, at least better than the Seven Deadly Sins of the Demon King and Faith.

"From the look on your face, you're not worried.

The woman's intuition is very keen, she noticed that Fang Yu looked relieved, and asked a little puzzled: "This is a place of death, no one can leave here, are you sad?"

"Because this is the best situation for me." A wry smile appeared on Fang Yu's face, and he said as he remembered the endless dark emptiness. "At least you can still see living people (cfeg) here, which is much better than where I used to be."

"I'm not a living person."

There was a hint of sadness in the woman's eyes, but it quickly disappeared into the whirlwind, and she turned to a slight smile: "A place that may be worse than Helheim, I suddenly began to wonder where you are from."

"Trust me, you won't want to leave. Fang Yu tightened the corners of his dry lips. This is a typical unaffected society, the kind of hole he would rather die than go back to.

"Well, it looks really bad."

The lady nodded in understanding, and she looked at Fang Yu with big dark eyes and asked, knowing that she didn't want to continue the conversation. "I think you need help. Stay in a place like this and you'll soon be the dirt of the underground Beast."

"Thank you very much, I just need some help." Fang Yu did not refuse, firstly, his injuries were too serious to move, and secondly, this place is really not safe, it is better to follow this woman than to suffer from the cold here.

"You're welcome."

The woman bent down, picked up Fang Yu with one hand, and carried him on her shoulders, as if he was a heavy object.

5:..."

This feeling of being carried seems a little strange.

But when I think about it carefully, I am just an injured person now, so I am not qualified to ask for so much, so I can only bear it temporarily.

The woman dragged the heavy horned beast with one hand, and Fang Yu on her shoulders with the other, and then used her two long round legs to gallop in one direction in the wind and snow.

A strong wind, snow and fog.

They walked for dozens of miles until at last they came to a cave under a cliff.

The cave is deep, dotted with various animal skeletons, and the stone bed is covered with thick velvet hides. It feels like life in prehistoric times. Obviously this is her residence! She said.

The woman made Fang Yu lie on the stone bed, and turned to deal with a huge amounts of horns.

Fang Yu observed her carefully and found that this woman's sword skills were shocking. In just a few breaths, like a butcher, she stripped the heavy horned beast down to its skeleton.

Bu, the silver sword wielded by this woman is no ordinary sword at all.

The complex carvings on the sword, the wing-shaped lattice, the sharp silver blade, and the overall gorgeousness, as well as the faint trace of magical energy all indicate that this is a work of God.

"What are you looking at?" The woman noticed Fang Yu's gaze, and her black eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Your sword, I guess it's an artifact?" Fang Yu asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I picked it up." The woman didn't have any expression on her face, she bowed, collected the dead branches, piled them together, and then slowly started a fire.

For such an unconvincing reason, Fang Yu didn't bother to expand, just said. "You saved my life, tell me your name, right?"

"my name is………………"

The woman paused while burning the fire, her long eyelashes moved, her black eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and said. "Bren Hill, that's my name, it's misleading, but what's your name?

Bren Hill de?.