Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

Chapter 1168: Mushroom



As we moved across the valleys, we finally reached Hel's castle, being allowed inside by giant Titan Skeletons, who opened the gates for us with loud roars.

"A-Aren't those Titans?" I wondered.

"Yeah." she said.

"I thought they went to...?" I muttered.

"Not all of them, some decided to come to the underworld, wanting to serve me as my soldiers," said Hel. "You see, although all Titans in the past were powerful gods, I am rather special, born after Odin's arrival and conquest, they see me as their last hope. I carry on my shoulders the heavy responsibility to one day... defeat Odin."

"You?!" I asked. "B-But what about...?!"

"My father Loki? My siblings?" asked Hel. "Yes, they are slightly counted... Well, not my father. He's strange. I have no idea what he's been doing lately. I haven't seen him in a couple years. Fenrir and Jormungandr are busy growing stronger in the more dangerous Layers of Helheim, where the ancient spirits of divine and primordial beasts exist, a perfect training ground for gods like them."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I see..." I muttered. "Loki, he's sure a mysterious figure, have I ever interacted with them before?"

"Not at all," she said. "But he is aware of your existence, he finds you quite interesting... Dad has his own plans, so I'm leaving him o his own. Whatever he'll do... It's not like I can stop him. But he may help... or not. He's a Trickster God of Mischief and Chaos after all."

"Uh-huh..." I nodded. "What about your siblings? I don't ever remember seeing them either! Talk me more about them! Are they also Titans like you?"

"Obviously, but we are different than the other Titans, our forms and powers different from the previous Titans," said Hel. "We are a new kind, our father, as a God of Chaos, influenced our powers and forms. But we also embody something else, Laws and Events. I am a Titan, yet I mostly remain in this form because its easier to go around. You already saw how I truly looked like before, right? It's not easy to move like this. My existence just constantly eats any undead that comes closer, so it's a bit dangerous. It is as if I am a source of pure death, and anything I touch dies and is assimilated, making me larger... It's scary. I don't particularly love my powers."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that," I said, patting her shoulders. "Maybe we can train so I help you get used to them?"

"You'll probably die before that," Hel sighed. "It's not something that can be trained by someone clearly inferior to me either! You're too weak to even dare help me train, Maria!"

"Ahahaha! I guess so?" I giggled. "Hmm, well! And what about your siblings? What do they embody if you embody Death and the Underworld?"

"Fenrir and Jormungandr are Divine Beasts of Destruction," said Hel. "They embody the end, Ragnarök. And also possess the potential to one day gain the power to devour Odin and Thor, the strongest Gods. It is within their predestined Fate, but they're still too weak. Unlike me, they grew much slower than me and cannot easily absorb dead beings to become bigger... They must undergo great trials to unlock their latent, sealed powers... And it's very hard for them. They're not ready for a war, not yet..."

"I see! Well, what if they come with me and they can get stronger through the Tower Trials?" I asked. "You said they're related with destruction or something? I bet that's not really... as necessary as just your death."

"What?! Again with your nonsense!" Hel said angrily. "I'm not letting them go to other worlds, that is way too dangerous!"

I see, she's the overprotective sister type, huh? Noted.

"O-Okay, calm down, auntie! It was just a suggestion," I sighed. "Anyways, what Undead are you giving me? Is it a big titan skeleton too? Or perhaps a huge zombie with many arms? Or a specter of some sort? Wait, a dragon specter! I bet you got one of those!"

"What? You think I would give away such powerful soldiers to you?" she sighed. "None such things! I will give you my weakest soldier, someone that no matter how many years they spend here, they seem to simply never grow stronger. So I figured out they would need to get more experience in the outside world... You could even drag them into the outside world too." "Huh?" I muttered. "A-And who might this person be?"

"They're there," said Hel, opening the gate with her skeleton throne's giant claws.

Creaaak...!

The door opened; we could hear the sound of someone eating a lot of food. When we entered, we saw a large pile of food, yes, food in here, mostly made of... weird and disgusting things, flesh, eyes, gooey stuff, fruits, and flowers grown down here, and also souls.

"Nom, nom, nom, nom...! Hmm, sho delicious- Guh?"

"As you can see, the only thing they're good for is eating and eating..." sighed Hel. "Despite them being promising before, as a unique being similar to you, that is between an undead and a living being, they simply... just won't get anywhere."

"Huh? Isn't that...?!" I muttered.

"Hey! Are you new around here? Come eat with me!"

The "Undead" Hel had prepared for me was nothing but bizarre. And I mean, I could have never expected she would bring me to...

"A mushroom?!"

It was like a small child, I couldn't tell if male or female, composed of black, gray, purple, and dark blue mushroom of all kinds.

It had a cute little face with rectangular, black eyes, and a huge black, purple, and red colored cap over their head.

They were small, perhaps around a meter and twenty centimeters tall, at most...

"Hey! I am not a mushroom!" the creature said. "I-I am a proud warrior of Hel-sama's troops! A powerful being never seen before born from the rotten bones and flesh of Ymir! And

I shall one day bring glory to-"

"Enough with introductions, Myconidas, you're going with Maria, she's my Saintess," said Hel, patting their cap. "The big adventure you always wished for is upon you now."

"E-Eeeh?! Hel-sama is kicking me out?! Nooooo!"