Chapter 2513: Build a good boat

The Hall of Valor has five hundred and forty doors, each of which can accommodate eight hundred warriors to enter and exit side by side. Under the ideal conditions of walking, the number of people who walked out at the same time within one second is 432,000.
The total number of the heroic spirits is 60 million. If you do the division calculation, if all the heroic spirits walk out of here, it will take time to round to 139 seconds, which is more than two minutes.
Now they are running out like students on winter vacation, or crowds of people going to the supermarket to buy them on Black Friday, obviously faster, and this time has been greatly shortened.
Only in less than a minute, the scene of the crowded people just now turned into a monk. Only the deep mud ditch stepped out in front of the door can prove what happened just now.
The heroic spirits ran into the woods and disappeared from sight, only then did Sieff slowly walk out of the hall of heroic spirits.
She rubbed the silver horn in her hand, hung it on the handle of the golden gate, walked to the two people on the side of the road, and smiled indifferently:
"The heroic spirits have rushed to the battlefield, and it is time for us to face our destiny."
Frija took her hand and patted the back of her hand: "Yes, girl, let us fight to the end."
The two women looked at each other, nodded to each other, speechless is more than a thousand words, looked at each other and smiled, and then they prepared to die generously...
"Duang!!!"
But at this moment, the discordant voice suddenly sounded, and Friega was like a face pocket, and fell headlessly on the mud road that the heroes stepped on.
Sieff’s eyes almost popped out of her sockets, because she saw in the moment that the giant tree Daxu who was standing behind them did not know where to take out a golden pan, and put the queen in just one blow. inverted.
Undefeated, the speed and strength are impeccable, enough to knock the gods into a coma without being seriously injured.
"What are you doing?!" Sieff yelled. She reached out to draw the sword from her waist and took off the shield behind her back.
However, the man let out a gloomy laugh.
The goddess holding a sword and shield, this scene is too familiar, useless, the pan is a weapon to restrain the sword and shield!
"Duang!!!"
The arm holding the golden pan suddenly stretched out unreasonably, turned a corner in the air, and came to Sieff's head like lightning and attacked.
With a muffled noise, the Valkyrie also followed in the footsteps of the Queen and fell into the mud.
"What am I doing? Of course it is to save your lives."
For the two women in a coma, the answer was obviously a little late.
At the same time, the figure of the brawny man shrank rapidly, suddenly he was tens of centimeters shorter from a height of two meters forty to fifty meters, and his leather armor also turned into black and yellow armor while he was squirming.
Hela showed her head from the woods in the distance, and flew over:
"This is your plan? Use kitchen utensils to knock them out?"
"Of course, otherwise, I can't be sure that they can always be obedient." Su Ming, who turned back to the prototype, shrugged, turned and walked towards the big log he carried: "Godkiller, chain saw sword."
The golden light surged, the magic weapon deformed again, and then the supreme mage skillfully began to work as a carpenter.
"What are you going to do with the cut down world tree root system?" Hela leaned in curiously, she still squatted down leisurely, squeezing the faces of Sieff and Friga.
In the kingdom of the dwarves, the World Tree rejected the death knell's negotiation request, and even wanted to use withering as an escape.
But the death knell is definitely the fastest person Hela has ever seen with a sword. Before the withering spread, he decisively flew a sword and cut the entire root system directly.
The tree roots were hundreds of meters long and tens of meters thick. Then he repaired it again and made it look like a log. Then he carried it on the road, saying that he was preparing for the follow-up plan. Has been puzzled.
Hearing her question, the death knell turned his head while the sawdust was flying in the air and replied: "Of course it is a coffin. Look how cold they are lying in the mud."
"...So?" The goddess rolled her eyes, she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "What does it have to do with the coffin?"
"Look, you are a layman when you ask this? You Asgardians, the custom is to throw the body on the boat after death, push it into the sea, and then your relatives and friends stand on the beach and shoot arrows. Using rockets to burn ships and people, this action is not only fun, it is meaningless, and of course I don’t understand the goodness of coffins.

The death knell blinked at her with a smile, and the coffin in his hand was rapidly taking shape, looking like he was digging a canoe.
Hela turned a god, leaned on the huge log, and played with her fingernails:
"Oh? What are the benefits of coffins?"
"Golden Palace's agriculture is underdeveloped, so you must use coffins! In the case of sea burial, the corpses are fed with fish, and the Asa Protoss does not eat wild fish like the Americans. Doesn't this waste nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium?
The chainsaw in the death knell's hand turned into a plane again, and with the help of strangulation, he began to carve the coffin.
Carving a peony first means that the flower blooms. Later, a peony represents grace and beauty. In addition, this coffin is used by all ages, so I will carve pear blossoms and begonias later.
Both hands and a dozen tentacles work together quickly, without delaying the death knell, smoking and drinking, and chatting with Hela.
I saw that he was like an old carpenter, spitting out smoke with his mouth tilted to the side, flicking the ink line with the black mud that was strangulated, and then squinting his eyes and then said: "But if you use a coffin for burial, you can plant trees on the grave. In the future, when the tree bears fruit, it can be eaten by living people. Doesn't this recycle? This is the way of nature."
"I asked how the coffin was used to save Frigga. I didn't ask you about the topic of agriculture. Also, the fruit that grows from the nourishment of the corpse is generally not eaten..."
Hela has started to complain without a teacher. She tilted her head, her shoulders slumped, and she looked very weak.
"The answer is right in front of your eyes, can you see where is behind us?" The death knell split out a strangling tentacle, pointing to the golden long house not far away.
Although the heroic spirits have already left, there is still golden light flowing through the door.
"Hall of Valor, do you plan to throw Friga and Sif into Valhalla and use the characteristics of its pocket space to take refuge? But Sif is fortunate to say that Friga can't enter here."
Hela is still smart after all, she quickly recalled it, and started to think with her chin.
In the prophecies of the gods at dusk, although her underworld was also affected by fire, there was nothing there, no living person, and wasteland everywhere, which could not be burned, so it did not cause any loss.
So is the Hall of Valor not another version of the underworld? They are essentially the ‘hell dimension’ where the soul is stored, but the creators are different.
"That's why I use the wood of the World Tree to make the coffin. Think about it, Odin created the Hall of Valor, used runes to impose restrictions on it, and even gave it the special ability to resurrect the creatures in it."
The death knell patted the sawdust on his body, stood up, and carved a picture of Qingming Shanghe in the coffin just now~EbookFREE.me~ Now I need to rest:
"Then who taught the runes to Odin? The answer is the world tree. The conclusion is very simple. The blockade constructed with rune power can never stop the world tree body itself, so I only need to make a ship with The lid of the boat, put these two in, and then push hard towards the door..."
"So this is a ship." Hela quickly added, as if he was afraid that the death knell would change his mind: "You just said it was a ship, then I would have understood it a long time ago."
"Isn't a ship with a cover still a coffin? And using pocket space is just the second step." Su Ming waved his hand and asked the strangulation to paint the coffin with piano paint. After all, he would do his best: "Almost finished. There is only one last question left in this plan..."
Hela frowned. She wondered what could make the death knell so serious. She asked:
"what is the problem?"
"Do you think the diva likes flips? Or slides?"
The death knell smirked again and smoked.
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