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Chapter 2019 God of Hatred Battle

 "Whoop, whoop"

There is a magical area in the dark universe, which is like a disorderly gravel belt. Countless gravels of various sizes are densely distributed in the space, and they also carry things like building ruins, quietly in the space.

Floating quietly.

It's like a cemetery.

The largest piece of rubble looks like an inverted pyramid, with a broken and burnt tree sitting on its smooth bottom. The carbonized powder will break away from the body from time to time and fly in the weightless environment.

This tree is extremely huge. Even if it is dead, it still has a terrifying oppressive force. The huge and boundless giant will always make people feel insignificant, especially when you can see it, but you can't tell how big it is.

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It is there, but at the same time it is not there. People have no way to describe its hugeness in words. The statement that it is all-powerful is just a self-comfort to avoid the problem.

However, Odin, who was panting next to the charred tree roots, didn't care about this. The world tree in the parallel world was not his.

He stood up holding the tree trunk with one hand, and used Gangnir as a crutch with the other hand to keep him parallel. A stream of red blood slowly flowed out from the armpit on the side of his golden armor. The injury was unknown, but the condition was unknown.

Wang's expression was not good at all.

Opposite him is a monster. If the one picked up by Deathstroke is just a sub-body, then this should be the main body.

It originally had the appearance of a blond Frey, wearing Vanaheim's classic fur armor and holding a flaming sword in his hand.

But in the next second, a large number of bubbles appeared on its surface as if boiling, and like a rotting garbage pile being turned over and vomiting out the stench, it instantly changed into another appearance.

This is a tall, sturdy middle-aged man with a wolf skin on his shoulders, reddish-brown hair and beard, and the weapon in his hand is a huge battle axe.

When he saw this figure, Odin's anger fiercely ignited in his heart, and he once again threw the meteor spear through the opponent's chest.

However, just like countless times before, apart from creating a hole as thick as a gun barrel, the law of causality did not activate.

The other party is not a living thing at all, how can it kill an inanimate thing?

"My son Odin, why are you so anxious to kill me?" the other party spoke, wiping the edge of the ax with his palm, leaving blood like black juice: "Oh, by the way, you killed me

How come the history of the dead has been erased, and now they are planning to silence them?"

A ray of golden light flew back, and Gangnir returned to Odin's hands. He took a deep breath, and his beard squeezed into a cluster as the muscles on his face moved:

"You are not Bao Er, you are not my father. I don't allow you to use his face, let alone tarnish this name!"

As he spoke, Odin dragged his old body and rushed forward, pointing Gungnir in his hand directly at the opponent's head.

But if Death Knell's cosmic energy is as bright as the sun when ignited, the golden light of Odin's divine power is intermittent, like a light bulb with unstable voltage.

He was too weak, so weak that if he did not use the last chance, he would not be able to crush the enemy in front of him who was nothing more than a bug to his younger self.

The cause of Baur's death is Asgard's secret. Odin asked Yggdrasil to erase this section from all history and stories. All anyone knows is:

‘Bauer ordered Odin to create the Bifrost, who inherited the throne’.

There is no transition or description in the middle. The benevolent and heroic King Baur lost all news after these words. All records about him end here. The protagonist of the history of the Asa clan became Odin. : :

Whether it is the records of Asgard or the myths on Earth, no one knows what happened to Baoer after that, and no one will even notice that there is anything wrong with this.

In addition, the serpent, who is now regarded as a serious problem, and Odin's other brother Vili are in almost a similar situation.

Their past disappeared silently from the historical records, and now the only record remaining in the entire Asgard is the relief on the door to Odin's Sleep.

There is no problem with Odin's martial arts, and his combat experience is also very rich, but time is like flying knives, and daggers make people grow old. Now, except for his wisdom, his other levels have dropped too much. The fastest updated mobile phone

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And because he was in a hurry when he chased him, he didn't wear the Destroyer Armor. Although his spear pierced the opponent's head, the monster let him pierce him, and at the same time, he used an ax with terrifying power.

He chopped Odin and flew away.

Fortunately, the black mud monster's attack could not penetrate Odin's divine armor, but it just knocked the god king away like a baseball.

"I am the boiling and immortal hatred! Odin, all the souls who died at your hands are screaming for my revenge!"

The monster that turned into Bao Er shook its head and picked up the axe. The hole in its forehead gradually healed, and it returned to calm like ripples on the water. However, it did not pursue Odin, but turned around and wanted to fly away:

"I will not kill you so simply. I will first kill everyone you care about, and then slowly torture you and make you feel endless pain, hahaha."

Odin did not fall to the ground. He stabilized his figure in mid-air after being knocked away. After landing on his feet, he slid back a certain distance, wiped the blood on his beard, and cursed loudly:

"As long as I'm here, you can't even think about it!"

The God King once again waved his weapon and entangled him. He already knew what the opponent wanted to do, and this was also the reason why he insisted on following the opponent even though he had no effective means of harming the monster.

We can't give this monster a chance. It can transform into anyone, and it can also gain the memory and some abilities of the person it transforms into. If he transforms into someone and gets close to Thor and Loki, he'll be in trouble.

He must buy time for his sons, even if he spends decades with unknown monsters in an unknown world, he must buy time for his sons to become stronger.

At the same time, he had already had a word with Frigga. If Asgard was in danger and he fell into a coma or worse due to various reasons, he would go find Deathstroke.

Although that person’s background is unknown, his purpose is unknown, he is calculating and full of lies.

But from a human standpoint, Deathstroke will definitely help. At least until Midgard rises completely, they still need the nominal protective umbrella of Asgard.

"Resign yourself to your fate, Odin. I know everything you think, but you don't know as much as I do."

As the black mud spoke, it began to transform again. This time it tried to turn into the appearance of Odin's dead son, the god of war Tyr. However, it only became insubstantial and failed in the next second.

The color of the face faded, the bones began to collapse, and it could not be transformed no matter what.

Odin's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand to cast a divine light: "So, the part of the undead that you can change are all the dead from the Second God War and before, that is, the poems before the story was written, the so-called incarnation of hatred,

It’s not all hate.”

"What if you knew?"

The opponent gave up the act of transforming into Tyr and turned into Odin's dead mother, the giantess Bestela. She shook the big stick in her hand and smashed it towards the oncoming god-king.


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