Players’ NPC daddy

"As long as you kill the second-generation One-Eye and bring his soul to me, I will fulfill any request you make."

"Any request?" Blaze narrowed his eyes. "Including resurrecting those pierced by Gungnir?"

Could it be that, idiot, no, Kullene's statement that killing the second-generation One-Eye can resurrect Hebi is because of this deal?

Chapter 384 Dead Sun

“If your resurrection means turning from the dead into the living again, then that is beyond my ability. But if all you want is for the dead to survive on earth, I can do that.” A hint of weirdness appeared on Hela’s fat face, and the cold air seemed to freeze her breath.

"I will gather the nails of the dead and build a great ship, carrying the souls of the dead. I will arrive on earth under black wings hung with corpses, heralding the end of Ragnarok."

"You're going to build a ship out of your fingernails?"

Blaze looked at his own hands. Even though he was wearing armor, he could still calculate the size of his fingernails. He thought something this small could be used to build a ship? A ship that could hold countless dead bodies?

"What are you going to use for the keel of your ship? What about the sails? What about the oars? What about the anchor? What's the maximum number of people it can carry? What percentage of other materials would be needed to qualify as a ship made of nails? Have you considered equipping your ship with cannons?"

Blaze's barrage of questions startled Hela. Even Gunraot, who was sleeping standing up, opened one eye because Blaze started walking.

The cold atmosphere in the palace was slightly awkward.

"I'm talking about Ragnarok, when all life is in ruins and the dead take over the land, and you ask me if I should equip the ship with cannons?"

Hela only had time to remember Blaze's last question. Obviously, Blaze's answer was beyond Hela's expectations.

Blaze defended himself, remembering how the mature child-like stranger guided the naive older stranger. If you want to experience this world in a wonderful way and complete quests to earn rewards, you have to ask. Ask more, and you'll earn more quests.

But it seemed that Hela wasn't making a subtle request, but rather simply explaining her mission. Therefore, Blaze's behavior was close to the level of serious nitpicking.

"Actually, even if you want my help, I can't. You can find someone from another land; they're very good at this kind of thing."

"Let's make another deal. I can't resurrect the dead, let alone those killed by Gungnir." Hela showed a headache. "Powerful weapons, loyal servants, powerful magic, or even free access to the palace will do."

"Even if you say so, what I want most right now is just to revive one person."

Blaze thought about it and realized he just wanted to complete the test Ouroboros had given him. But Ouroboros said nothing and simply left him there. Even finding Hela was the result of his own deduction of Ouroboros's purpose.

The priority is to figure out the Ouroboros issue.

"Then what I want is the power to resolve all my doubts. I will definitely destroy the second-generation One-Eye, so you don't mind an advance on your payment, right?"

“Ask, but I can only answer three questions for you right now.” Hela agreed to the advance payment.

"Why do you want to be an enemy of the second-generation One-Eye?" This was Blazer's biggest question when facing the deal with Hela. Although he didn't want to admit it, the second-generation One-Eye was harmless most of the time. Those who really had conflicts with the second-generation One-Eye were all capable of killing the second-generation One-Eye.

"His soul belongs to Helheim."

Hela's answer was brief and perfunctory, and Blaze couldn't possibly be satisfied. Seeing Blaze remain silent, Hela reluctantly began to explain.

"The second generation of One-Eyes was supposed to fall into Helheim after his destined death, bringing life to Helheim. However, this guy took advantage of the moment when the [World Tree] disintegrated and the predetermined fate was shaken to steal One-Eyes' throne and gain eternity."

"As long as he doesn't enter Helheim, Helheim will remain stagnant forever. ...Those dead are truly alive in this world."

Hela held out the empty plate, and Gunrat appeared beside her and took it. Gunrat then tried to walk towards Blaze, but his movements were so slow that it was unclear when he would reach him. Blaze took the initiative to walk over.

He saw what was on the plate.

【hunger】

[Hunger of the dead. The dead in the Death World still need food, but they need food from the Death World. However, the Death World is barren, so their hunger can only be satisfied by the ruler of the Death World. Eating food will reduce the satiety value.]

Hela has been eating the hunger of the dead in Helm's underworld, and her body has become fat, but because she is eating hunger, she looks extremely thin. This is the origin of the strange feeling.

"The second generation of One-Eye is very special. Before he usurped One-Eye's throne, he was the sun, spring, and joy. After his death, his soul will become the dead sun of Helheim, allowing crops to grow in Helheim."

"Wait, if I want to make the second-generation One-Eye fall into the underworld of Helheim, I can't kill him in battle." Blaze covered his face with a headache. He remembered that those who died in battle would enter the magnificent palace and enjoy eternal bliss.

Even God is probably no exception to this. If he doesn't come to see Hela, even if he really kills the second-generation One-Eye, he will only let the second-generation One-Eye continue to survive in another way.

But even if he knew this, he didn't know how to solve it. Killing a god and murdering a god were two completely different things.

He even planned to borrow the stranger's wish once again to create a wish card that could make him a god for a short time.

"This is too difficult. This guy has the all-seeing eye. I can't kill the second-generation one-eyed man by surprise."

"Don't overthink it. Just avoid being surrounded by multiple people. A level gap of more than 50 levels should be enough." Although it clearly concerns her own interests, Hila was unusually casual.

"Don't worry. His destined death is to fall into the underworld of Helm. If you can really kill him, you don't have to worry about this."

"Okay, but I'm not responsible if anything goes wrong." As soon as Blaze finished speaking, a new task appeared in the blessing.

[World Quest: Birth of the Dead Sun/Accepted]

Even though the question about the second-generation One-Eyes was answered, it was obvious that Ouroboros's purpose was not to help his sister solve her troubles, and the test continued.

"Doesn't he have a brother?" Ji reminded in a low voice.

"Am I a handyman hired by Ouroboros?" Blaze's brow twitched. Honestly, while he loved exciting adventures, dealing with the problems of a super-god-level monster's family was definitely not one of them.

"So... is your other brother also having troubles?"

"Is that your second question?" Hela frowned, seeming to dislike discussing this. But seeing that Blaze didn't deny it, she could only keep her promise and answer the question.

"He, like the Ouroboros, is trapped in the endless ocean."

Chapter 385 God, eating alone

Hela was reluctant to delve into the matter, intentionally concealing information about her and Ouroboros's brother, the giant wolf Fenrir. However, Hela explained why such a massive and terrifying monster like Ouroboros was trapped.

The reason is that the land of Helheim is in the belly of the Ouroboros.

Once the Ouroboros begins to move freely, the entire Helheim will be hit hard, everything built on it will be destroyed.

Although Hela's expression was cold and disgusted when she mentioned Ouroboros, Ouroboros still acted as an older brother, protecting Hela and Hela's world.

"You have one last question. Think it over before asking."

“…” Blaze was silent for a long time. He had a lot of things to know. There were too many mysteries in the Age of Gods.

A second-generation one-eyed man and a [World Tree] are so troublesome, let alone the other gods.

To learn all the information about the Age of the Gods, the only way is to send the second-generation Cyclops to the underworld of Helm. So, the final question is...

"How can we make the Ouroboros stir up the ocean and create a giant rainbow bridge?"

"Rainbow Bridge, I see. You want to go to Asgard." Hela raised her chin. "Just get out of him. He's very sensitive. Even the movement of humans can make him raise his tail."

"His mouth is his most sensitive part, right?"

Hela didn't answer, but smiled.

Blaze suddenly realized that the elves' abnormality wasn't their fault, but the fault of the era in which they were born. He felt immense regret, wondering why he had even asked that question.

Wouldn’t it be nice to eliminate monsters all the way inside the Ouroboros, find the exit with great difficulty, and then, under the light of the world of the living, witness the snake’s body churning under the boundless ocean and the shocking scene of a huge rainbow bridge stretching from the sea to the sky?

Now, he knew in advance that it was just the Ouroboros's itchy butt.

The truth is truly blinding.

It seems that Ouroboros is really easy to talk to. Sending him into its belly means it has agreed to help. He is just thinking too much.

"If you want to go out, just let Gunrat and Gunraot lead the way."

After saying that, Hela lowered her head. While she was talking to Blaze, countless hunger piled up on her plate again.

Blaze wanted to ask something, but Hela's attitude was clear. So he didn't bother Hela anymore and carried Gunrat and Gunraot out of the palace.

When Blaze left, Hela was alone in the empty temple, chewing on hunger, just like every moment from the Age of Gods to the present.

"Come on, it's time to leave this place."

Blaze placed Gunraot on the chicken's back and carried Gunraot himself.

Hela's palace is the only safe place in the entire Helheim underworld, and dangerous wandering monsters still roam other places.

Gunrat spoke in an incredibly slow voice, explaining the origins of these wandering spirits. Hela must constantly feed on the hunger of the dead. If she stopped for a moment, hunger would spread among the dead, and fighting would break out.

Hela was incredibly dedicated, having never slacked off for a single day since arriving in this world. These wandering souls were created before Hela was trapped in this world. They were filled with resentment, and most of them were warriors who didn't die in battle.

These wandering warriors were infected with the breath of the Ouroboros, becoming strange and powerful. They would indiscriminately attack everything they saw in order to vent their depression after falling into the underworld of Helm.

The palace of Elyudnir can be said to be the only safe place in the entire underworld of Helheim. After all, no matter how violent the wandering soul warriors are, they will calm down in front of God.

But Blaze was an extremely tempting prey for them. Not only a young life, but also a warrior.

The wandering soul warriors who were eager to die in the battle would attack like crazy, but Blaze did not want to get entangled with them. Relying on his high agility, he shook off the wandering soul warriors in one breath.

Ouroboros's body is so huge that it can encircle the world. Traveling inside Ouroboros is equivalent to running through four worlds.

Fortunately, Ganglat said in a speed that could make people anxious to death that Helheim was located in the back half of the Ouroboros body, quite close to the exit.

Just run for a day.

"one day!?"

……

Drop drop-

The annoying message alert sound made the woman lying on the bed squirm a little, but she didn't want to check the message. Instead, she buried her head deeper into the pillow.

She wanted to escape from life for a while.

She is Greenland, the one who made a fatal mistake in the confrontation with the second-generation One-Eye, resulting in the death of an important NPC.

This is terrible, not only because the future gaming experience may return to the bumpy state of the past, but more because of the self-blame.

She betrayed trust.

Only at times like these did she want to rant about the game's sophistication. The NPCs were incredibly lifelike, like real people. So, she could clearly sense that Herbie Hermes's attitude towards her had gradually escalated from simply using her as an object of exploitation.

This subtle change was so real that it was impossible to describe it with the cold word "NPC". The only thing she could be thankful for was that she was dead at that time and did not witness the tragedy firsthand.

Otherwise, the book "Post-Virtual Stealth Trauma Syndrome" will have to be used.

Even so, she was still frustrated, with all kinds of negative thoughts surging wildly, and even thought about quitting the game. But this foolish thought was immediately wiped out, after all, she really liked it.

Drop drop-

The notification sound for receiving a message continued to ring, as if a persistent person was knocking on the door.

She knew who it was, her friends she had never met, but could she still face them? They had given her the most important key props to use, and the honor of killing the gods, but she didn't seize it.

But she also knew that if she didn't respond, her friends would start to speculate whether she was dead. She fumbled for her phone and turned on the screen. The glaring brightness almost blinded her.

It turned out that the people who sent her a lot of messages were her friends, all urging her to go online and get equipment.

These guys didn't care about the trauma she had suffered, they were just thinking about revenge.

Although it was strange for her, a die-hard supporter of strength, to say this, she really wanted to bang the table and yell, asking them to be more sincere to the NPCs and to be obsessed with them.

But she could understand that they were also very serious and sad, but they expressed it differently from her.

but……

"I may not make it to that time."

A message from the hospital made Greenland's expression darken. It was the day of the operation.

She looked at the trash can on the ground, and the glaring scarlet inside was shocking.

She is ill and may not be able to join her friends in their revenge battle.

It was in the very late stage, extremely serious, and she was in excruciating pain...

Mixed hemorrhoids.

It has to be cut.

Chapter 386: The Dwarf's Occupation

Asgard's royal city, the headless dwarf's workshop.

Under Marika's supervision, the dwarf Hawkins sweated profusely as he built a perfect shelter.

"That's not right. Why did I have to do all this?" The dwarf Hawkins held a hammer and stared blankly at Marika who was inspecting the shelter.

"Didn't you ask me for help? Shouldn't you provide me with as much convenience as possible?" Marika asked a soul-searching question, which stunned the dwarf Hawkins.

That's right, why should the person seeking help, when in trouble, sit there like a boss, watching the helper scramble around? Logically, the person seeking help should be the one who is anxious and puts in the most effort, after all, it's their own problem.

"I just want to teach you some dwarven skills..."