This barren land was full of withered plants, and an eerie atmosphere filled the air, making people feel terrified. The ground was covered with dead branches and leaves, and the stale air was filled with the smell of decay, which made people feel suffocated. Twisted thorns formed a tangled jungle, and from time to time, a faint whisper echoed, which resonated in this empty area and seemed particularly jarring. Fog blanketed everything.
On the edge of a murky stream lay a strong and burly figure in armor, with blond hair and closed eyes, as if unconscious. After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound came from the tangled thorn jungle nearby. Several dark figures emerged from the jungle and slowly approached. The moonlight from an unknown source pierced through the gloom, illuminating the tattered and rotten faces of these figures, which were hideous and terrifying. Their scarlet eyes spotted the figure lying by the stream and immediately showed a bloodthirsty and greedy glint. They felt the deliciousness of his soul, and their instinctive desire made them rush forward faster, opening their bloody mouths to tear at his soul.
However, before they got close, the blond man suddenly opened his eyes, as if sensing danger. A flash of lightning arced within them. He stretched out his strong arms and grabbed the neck of one of the figures, swinging it hard and smashing it into the other dark figures that were rushing over. He then slowly stood up and frowned at the figures struggling in his hands.
"Are these resentful souls that can't find their final resting place? Is this Hellheim?" he said.
He was Thor, or rather, his soul state, which had been exiled by the Goddess of Death, Hela. But even in a soul state, as a god and the son of Odin, these resentful souls were no match for him. He exerted a little force, and a flash of lightning erupted with a bang, instantly annihilating the resentful souls that were still rushing toward him.
He raised his head and shouted to the heavens, "Heimdall! Heimdall, let me go back. Heimdall?"
His shouts broke the surrounding silence, startling countless ravens that fluttered their wings and flew away from the area. After several shouts, there was no response. Thor frowned and stopped shouting.
"Heimdall can't hear my voice or see me. That shouldn't be the case. His eyes can see the Nine Realms, and his ears can hear any sound. Is there a magic barrier in this place that isolates him? Or is it Asgard that's been cut off from him?"
The more Thor thought about it, the more uneasy he became. If it was just the former, it would be fine, but if it was the latter, then with that woman's power, there might not be anyone in Asgard who could resist. Only Allfather Odin remained, but Odin's condition was getting worse and worse. Although he had enough confidence in Odin, what if?
"Damn it, I have to find a way to get back to Asgard. Right, Loki," Thor suddenly thought of Loki. He wasn't the only one whose soul was ripped out and exiled by Hela. "I wonder if Loki was also exiled to this world."
After muttering to himself, Thor closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was suddenly surprised and reached out his hand. Boom! Boom! In the distance, a roaring sound came, and Mjolnir broke through the fog and flew into his hands. "Aha, my friend, you're here!"
Thor stroked Mjolnir with a happy expression. The hammer vibrated slightly, as if responding to him. With Mjolnir, Thor was more confident about returning to Asgard. He had lost his physical body and only had his soul, but his divine essence was still present, and his combat power hadn't diminished too much, though his defense was a bit weaker. A strong physical body was the basis for Thor to fight his opponents fearlessly. He was too fragile in his soul state, and once his soul was damaged, it would be extremely difficult to recover. After experiencing so many things, Thor had also learned to be cautious and not too reckless.
Roar~~ Thor's ears suddenly perked up, and he turned his head to look at the sky on the left. It was all foggy, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he heard the sound of fighting from that direction. He waved Mjolnir without hesitation, ready to take off, but then he seemed to have second thoughts and stopped.
"Don't be reckless, don't be reckless," Thor muttered to himself and started running instead. In the realm of death, Hellheim, he was in a soul state and had to be most cautious.
"Yo hoo~~"
In the blue sky over the sea, a figure flew happily, not very fast. Sometimes she would rush into the sky, sometimes she would dive into the sea, swimming among the marine creatures. She smiled and then burst out of the sea again, hovering in the sky and overlooking the beautiful and calm ocean.
She wore a Holy Garment with intertwining red and white colors. She had long milk-tea-brown hair and a long tail of four phoenix feathers fluttering in the wind. Compared to the gorgeous, elegant, and noble Gold Cloths, the Bronze Cloth she wore was a little more simple. But Yelena didn't mind. She knew that her Phoenix Bronze Cloth had a unique special ability and infinite potential, and she believed that she would be able to evolve her Phoenix Bronze Cloth into a Gold Cloth in the future.
She was happy because she had finally awakened her Cosmo. She was fifteen years old in 1988. Now that she had awakened her Cosmo and had been recognized by the Phoenix Bronze Cloth, she had become a Saint. She was thrilled because two of her companions in the base had awakened their Cosmos around the same time, but they hadn't been recognized by a Cloth. But she wasn't sympathetic. Yelena knew that their lack of recognition now didn't mean they wouldn't be recognized in the future. The number of Cloths was limited at the moment, but the future God-King would definitely create more.
"Is this the Sixth Sense? It's so powerful you can't even imagine it."
Yelena stood in the sky, feeling the majestic energy and vitality in her body and looking down at the sea from a bird's-eye view. Everything in front of her seemed so small. She loved this feeling. However, she wasn't satisfied. There were too many people who were stronger than her, such as Wanda, who was younger than her, who had awakened her Cosmo earlier and was recognized by a Gold Cloth. As long as the Cosmo could accumulate to reach the Seventh Sense, it would be a complete Gold-ranked Saint. She still had a long way to go.
After Yelena happily wandered for a while, she took a step, and a golden vortex portal emerged beneath her feet. Her figure disappeared. In an instant, she was countless kilometers away, arriving in a new place and a new environment in one step. This was a very warm house, very spacious and bright, with a wide hall, furniture, and interior furnishings that felt like home. She knew where this place was and was familiar with it because this was the home of her former adoptive mother, Melina. Of course, this so-called adoptive mother was just a cover for a mission, but during that time, she and Melina had developed genuine feelings. However, because of the power of Drakov, the former head of the Red Room, they had to be separated. Yelena was thrown back into the Red Room for training, Natasha Romanoff escaped, the Red Guardian Alexi was imprisoned, and Melina was forced to develop nerve control pheromones.
Fortunately, because of the Supreme God in her heart, everything changed. She escaped from the hellish world of the Red Room and saw a turning point in her destiny.
"Hey, good girl, you're here just in time. Come and help," Melina's voice came from the kitchen, gentle and warm, shattering Yelena's memories. Yelena grinned, pushed her memories aside, and walked into the kitchen. She saw the slender Melina holding a plate and smiling at her.
Melina had become younger and more beautiful, with fair skin, delicate facial features, and slightly curly black hair. Her temperament was mature and elegant. Before Yelena could rush over to give her adoptive mother a big hug, Melina suddenly frowned.
"Hey, are you showing off to me that you're already a Saint?" she said. "Should I kneel down for you?"
Melina said with a smile, but under the beautiful smile that was enough to make any man swoon, the little girl saw danger—very dangerous. An alarm went off. The little girl didn't hesitate for a moment. The Phoenix Bronze Cloth on her body suddenly dissipated into flames, and a Phoenix armor necklace appeared on her neck.
She was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, black sweatpants, and white sneakers, looking very energetic. Then she leaned over and said flatteringly, "Oh, dear Ms. Melina, you know your dear daughter is just so happy. And how could the great Melina kneel down to a little Bronze Saint like me? You are one of the most capable assistants of the great God-King. You are the commander-in-chief of the technology base."
"You are the only one who can say it," Melina said, not at all angry, just teasing. She held the plate in her left hand, pointed a finger at the little girl's forehead, pushed her away, and said with a look of disgust, "Alright, help me take these things to the table quickly."
"Okay, my dear mother," Yelena giggled and stuck out her tongue, took the plate from Melina, and ran to the living room with it, full of life. Melina shook her head with an indulgent smile on her pink lips, put the remaining cooked food on a plate, and left the kitchen to go to the living room.
All the food was laid out, and everything was ready. Looking at the food on the table, Yelena sniffed it exaggeratedly with her little nose and then said flatteringly, "Wow, it smells so good. It has to be you, Melina. Look at this dish. I believe the best chefs in the world can't compare."
"Especially the Solyanka soup, my favorite."
Yelena wasn't just talking nonsense. Solyanka is a type of sour, thick Russian soup made of meat, fish, or mushrooms and vegetables such as tomatoes, onions, olives, and cabbage. The soup is usually served with lemon slices, but lemon juice is also added during the cooking process. She had eaten this dish when she was pretending to be a family during a mission, and she was captivated by it. After Drakov died, Melina found Yelena and brought the little girl to her home. She had cooked this dish several times, which made Yelena very happy.
Both of them were of Eastern European descent and had lived in that region since childhood, so the food they ate was generally the local cuisine. Oladiyi muffins, pirozhki pies, oatmeal porridge, black caviar, charcoal-grilled meat, braised beef, borscht, etc., were all delicious.
Facing the little girl's flattery, Melina, who was feeling pleased, prepared black bread for Yelena and herself, supplemented with caviar, and they ate with great joy. Melina did prepare some wine for herself, but she didn't let Yelena drink it. It wasn't because the other party was young. After breaking through to the Sixth Sense, Yelena would be fine even if she drank pure alcohol. The main reason was that Yelena didn't like drinking. As an Eastern European, Melina had cultivated the habit of drinking since she was a child. Even awakening her Cosmo hadn't changed this, but she wasn't an alcoholic.
During the meal, the two of them ate and talked. Melina told Yelena a lot, such as how far Madripoor and Kosovia had developed, and how the development of several sovereign states that had been taken in had gradually improved. Finally, when the meal was almost over, Melina snapped her fingers, and the tableware automatically floated to the kitchen, washed itself in the sink, and was placed on the drying rack.
Melina took Yelena to the lawn outside the house. This was a secluded house. There were no other people living within a dozen kilometers. In other words, this house was built in the forest. It would be dangerous for ordinary people to live in the forest, and there would be inconveniences such as transporting materials. But Melina had no such concerns. She was a true Sixth Sense Saint, and she was many times stronger than Yelena, who had just awakened her Cosmo. Just a little bit of her aura could make the beasts in the forest dare not step into this area. Supplies and such could be completely solved with a portal.
The two sat on the lawn chairs, basking in the sun and drinking juice. Melina said, "Since you've awakened your Cosmo and have been recognized by a Holy Cloth, you should go to the Sanctuary as soon as possible."
"The Sanctuary? Is it the Kingdom of God created by King Leon?" Yelena said excitedly. The Sanctuary was no secret to her or even the children in training. It had even been publicized in Madripoor and Kosovia. Countless people yearned to live in the Sanctuary, which was the Kingdom of God where the gods lived.
(End of Chapter)
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