"Crack!"
The black shell shattered into powder, and a blonde woman's face with a high nose and deep eyes was exposed to the air.
Not only that, if the natives of Europe saw it, they would be able to tell that this was a typical Nordic face. After all, the difference in appearance between Icelanders and Sicilians was too obvious.
Under the heavy pressure of the huge Gate of God, the blonde woman's determined face was reflected in the despair of martyrdom.
Blonde hair and blue eyes?
Ye Wang had turned into a blonde woman?
"My …" Kameda's Adam's apple moved. He couldn't help but hold the camera steady, zoom in, and focus on Ye Wang in the distance. "Oh my god."
It didn't matter even if Ye Wang was sharp enough to notice it. The situation was so critical now, and Ye Wang didn't have the time to care about a small fry like him.
Kameda's brain really couldn't process it. Under the black bandage was a woman's face, and the name was full of Island Nation flavor — Ye Wang was actually a European?
The clarity of the camera was limited, but even if it wasn't very clear, he could still see the iconic blonde face. Compared to the blurry image quality of the aliens decades ago, the clarity of the professional equipment was enough to make people cry.
[My brain is frozen. Who can tell me what's going on? Ye Wang is actually a woman?]
[No, isn't the problem … King Ye is actually a European?]
[OMG, why would our Transcendent run to the East Sea?]
[I've played Ren Wang before, I can explain why!]
The big shots in Europe were even more depressed. They had tried every possible way to find traces of the Transcendent in their own country, but they couldn't find any. Who would have thought that the Transcendent would run to the East Sea?
Could it be that there was some treasure in the East Sea that attracted the Transcendent?
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why they all went to the East Sea.
They even turned the Pope's City upside down several times to look for angels. They pried open the coffins of Wallachia to see if there were any vampires in them. The Kingdom of Breton even pulled out the Stone Sword and stabbed it into the ground. Unfortunately, no Knights of the Round Table came to join them, and no Lake Fairy walked out of Avalon Lake.
As for Amelica, she sought out the Native Americans in the reserve and asked if anyone still had any artifacts hidden.
Countless Omi politicians and tycoons sighed. Island nation had so many transcendents. Was this God's bias or favoritism?
"In the name of the daughter of the God of Trickery, Loki, the Queen of the Underworld who once controlled aging and disease …"
"My brother, Jörmungandr has returned from eternal death and destruction!"
The blonde girl's voice was loud, and Kameda could hear her from afar.
The name Loki was familiar, but Jörmungandr was even more familiar.
The Island nation's folklore experts did not even think before slapping their thighs and saying, "It's Hila!
The Hela of Death! "
The Self-Defense Force officer beside her asked, "Hila?"
"She is a Norse deity, the Queen of the Underworld of Heim. She specializes in taking in the souls of the wicked, the mortals who have died of old age and sickness. She lives in the Everlasting Night Palace."
"In the Twilight of the Gods, where almost all the Norse gods died, only Hila's life and death were not mentioned. I didn't expect to see Hila here …"
"Norse mythology?
Hell Hell?
What is the relationship between this Hila and the Outlanders … "One of the officers coughed after finishing his sentence, trying to cover up his unintentional awkwardness.
Now was not the time to discuss the setting of the Masked Knight!
"No wonder she can control the dead. So her divine title is the God of Death … or at least she used to be. After the Twilight of the Gods, just the remaining power is not to be underestimated."
There were no strong countries in Northern Europe, and the territories of the brothers who suffered the same hardships were in the shape of male treasures. When the Prime Minister of the Island Nation heard the name of the blonde girl, she could not help but spit out the coffee in her mouth.
Generally, women who could become the number one politician had strong opinions and styles.
"This, this is our Norse deity?"
The Prime Minister looked at the Secretary in surprise.
"Yes?" The Secretary was also not sure. He had only heard of it in fairy tales when he was young.
"Then why didn't she come directly to our country?
Does she think our welfare policy is not good enough? "
"I think …" The Secretary rolled his eyes. He was not a transcendent, so how would he know what Ms. Hila was thinking?
Maybe she felt that Northern Europe was too cold and wanted to go out to the outside world.
"I guess it might be because … there is no place for her in our country?"
"Huh?" The Prime Minister frowned and did not understand what the Secretary was saying.
The Secretary pointed at the church outside the window. This was the religious site of the Evangelical Church. At the top of the church was a holy cross.
"There are not many believers in Norse mythology around the Baltic Sea. Even if she wants to come back, she will run into the Evangelical Church."
"There are billions of believers in the world. It is difficult to compete with a deity who has lost the foundation of faith, and the entire East Ocean is a world of atheists and agnostics … Of course, this is just my guess."
This sentence made a lot of sense, and the President suddenly understood. Then, his eyes became a little hesitant. "Do you think we should re-promote the Nordic faith in the country?"
"That's not good …" The Secretary hesitated. "If we anger the angel of the Evangelical Church, no one can bear the consequences."
Even Hila, who had lost the power of faith, was so powerful. The powerful angel in the Evangelical Church could easily go back and forth with Hell, and if it was serious, it would not be a problem to destroy an entire country.
After all, in the Evangelical Scriptures, God had killed more people for punishment than demons!
"That's true."
There were no strong people in Northern Europe, and the basic national conditions were close to absolute populism. Even with the Prime Minister's personality, it was difficult for her to make up her mind. She whispered, "Why don't we do this … this … and that … and not make it big."
The countries around the Baltic Sea, especially a few countries in Scandinavia, were all thinking about it.
Even Lucia began to ponder the problem of Norse mythology. After all, the territory was vast, and some areas in the northwest of the territory used to be the faith of the Norse people. They were related to Hila by blood.
If she pretended to change her faith today, she would repent in the future.
Apart from the politicians and experts, some ordinary people in Europe also came to a realization.
They were originally happy to watch the dog-eat-dog scene, but the watermelon in their hands suddenly lost its taste.
The blonde who was fighting was their Europa god!
Even if it was the Norse gods that had been wiped out in the Twilight of the Gods, at least their own people were being beaten up in the East Ocean. What was this strange feeling in their hearts?
Whether they were close or not depended on their race!