Dazzling light shot out from the tunnel, like a thunderstorm cloud puffed out by Qing Ming, with thick water vapor surging out and flowing over the ruins.

Standing in the white light is a horse as majestic as a mountain. It is covered with heavy armor with staggered metal patterns, and its snow-white fur is flowing with a spar-like glow. The eight majestic horse legs are like wheeled cranes used to stabilize the body.

of brackets.

It dug its dark golden horseshoe into the ground, opening up wounds one after another on the hard rock layer, and the gravel rustled. The horse wore a mask on its face, and after each thunderous neigh, the metal nostrils on the mask

Fine shavings of electric light erupted from it.

Sitting on the horseback was a huge black shadow, covered in dark golden armor, which seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light in the escaping water vapor. The late night blue wind cloak was whistling hunting. He was holding a curved spear in his hand.

The arc is like the trajectory of a meteor streaking across the sky.

On the iron-faced face, a single golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp.

He is supposed to exist only in texts and murals, the main god of the Asi clan in Norse mythology, Odin!

The dust slowly fell, and the dragon still held his head with his wings, standing motionless. The molten iron slowly condensed on his body, burning his scales and making a 'hissing' sound.

After a while, the iron film shattered, and he opened his wings. Large and small holes were burned on them, and blood dripped. He hissed in anger, but it was like a giant awakening from a stunned state.

The cat and the dog were baring their teeth angrily.

But the scales on his body were shattered and blood flowed all over the ground.

Silence, not only in the Nibelungen at this moment, but also in the bright room of the hotel, made Mai Jiudoku and Su Enxi completely stupid.

They never imagined that there would be so many variables in a game that was clearly about pushing the little white rabbit forward to pass through levels and slay the dragon.

Before the little white rabbit was in place, the boss in the dungeon was about to die, and for some reason, the boss from a more advanced dungeon dropped in to disrupt everything they had planned.

"What... now?" Su Enxi murmured.

"If you are in doubt, ask the boss for instructions." Mai Shutoku rubbed her face.

On the phone, the boss was silent for a long time and said to be patient.

In a space filled with pulsating arcs, Jormungandr stood among the ruins holding swords in both hands, with the dying Fenrir behind him and the mighty Odin in front of him.

In the corner, Odin's evil thoughts pushed away the rock and jumped out.

"That's it." Jormungandr said: "That time at Runde Building, you established a connection with Him."

Next to him, Gu Chen finally got confirmation that the person who helped him in Runde Building at that time was Xia Mi.

Opposite, Odin's voice was powerful and majestic, "A foolish dragon, a body that has lost its power, is this your offering to God?"

The one who responded to him was Jörmungandr who jumped up. The flames condensed on the long sword and suddenly fell down!

Odin raised his spear, and lightning gathered on the tip of the spear, like the eye of a thunderstorm.

The eight-legged horse neighed, thunder and fire collided together, and the dark space suddenly became as bright as day, with endless light falling, accompanied by the roaring and tearing wind.

The water vapor all over the sky condensed into rain, falling in wisps.

Jörmungandr turned back. She glanced at the long knife in her hand, and saw cracks all over it after just one slash.

"Branches of the World Tree," she whispered.

Odin raised Kungunir, and thunder and lightning seemed to come from all directions, and the pale and dazzling light illuminated the entire space.

Gu Chi

Unspeakable power began to condense in the sky, forming a dark cloud layer. The air became extremely dull, as if all the oxygen had been sucked out. Purple electric arcs flashed around, and eyes opened in the clouds that gathered thunder and lightning storms.

Jörmungandr pursed her lips, and countless cracks opened on the ground. All the metals in the space were obeying her orders. They melted and reorganized, and the huge sword slowly took shape.

Odin seemed to smile disdainfully, the lightning collided, the cumulus clouds surged, and branch-shaped thunder and lightning instantly filled the entire space!

Yan Ling·Cang Lei dominates!

It was endless thunder, accompanied by loud noises and terrifying high fever. Fenrir roared in pain, and the iron-like scales were torn apart, and the bloody bones were revealed. But he could only hold his head tightly and let the wings blow.

Melted in the intense light and heat, until lightning split his skull and destroyed his nerves.

Seeing this scene, Jiude Mai and Su Enxi couldn't help but bite the corners of their lips. They asked themselves that they were also cold-blooded people, but they couldn't bear it at this moment.

Jörmungandr's pupils were burning with blazing golden flames. She angrily walked through the thunder, bringing out afterimages. She rushed in front of Odin, carrying a sword inspired by death.

A bright flame burst out from Odin's single eye, and he thrust out the spear in his hand, writing the rules with an indelible and eternal will.

The sword shattered into pieces, and a violent flow of metal passed through the air, interspersed with thunder and lightning.

Jörmungandr groaned and returned bleeding.

Odin's evil thoughts jumped excitedly, and even beat his chest, but he was pierced by a spear the next second. He looked at the twisted branches of the world in shock, roared in anger, but dissipated like smoke, and was absorbed

into the spear.

The eight-legged horse raised its head high, spraying light flakes, Odin raised the spear of victory, the iron surface was like a bath of fire, turning into dazzling silver.

"He absorbed Odin's evil thoughts..." Su Enxi swallowed in her throat.

"King of Sky and Wind, Loki." Mai Shutoku's face looked extremely ugly.

Jormungandr stood up from the mess. She immediately looked around as if she was looking for something, but she only saw the dying Fenrir.

The frenzy of the thunderstorm has subsided, but the air has become thicker, like a sign of the coming heavy rain. Odin's spear has been locked on her, and without words, he threw Kungunir in his hand.

This is a war between kings. They who hold power and strength are lonely, because they are a race where the strong survive. Only the strong can survive to the end, and the weak only deserve to be reduced to food for the same race.

Fenrir let out a low whine, and Jormungandr glanced at him as if saying goodbye.

What can stop Kungunir and Yanling? It penetrates all the realms created by the Dragon King with its absolute hit rules.

Just when she was about to hit Jormungandr, she flew behind Fenrir. The dragon struggled to prop up his forelimbs and blocked her in front of her with his majestic body!

Kungunir broke through the hard scales in an instant and penetrated into his chest. It traveled through the flesh and blood visibly to the naked eye, leaving a trail of carbonization and blackening.

Fenrir raised his neck, his golden pupils dimmed, and he vomited bright red blood from his mouth, like the continuous rain in this season.

Kungunir penetrated from behind him and stabbed Jörmungandr with unabated force. The latter leaned against the rock wall and stared at its rugged wooden texture. A white silk thread connected from the tip of the gun.

Holding her heart.

At this time, the blood-stained and broken figure fell in front of her. In her wide-open eyes, she grasped the will of death with both hands. Kungunir slowed down, struggling to get out of his hands inch by inch.

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What does this feel like? It's like losing him forever. Jörmungandr stared at the thin back in front of him. The deep shadow spread from Gu Chen's back to all directions, like an unfolding net.

Also like a towering giant tree.
Chapter completed!