"If your purpose of coming here is not to kill me, then you can leave."
Odin said to Diavolo in front of him with a cold face.
 He looked as if he had no fear.
This may be true, life was long enough for Odin to have lost all respect for death.
The same thing is that people like him have long understood the truth about death, and naturally they will not have any fear of death.
 It’s just that he has something to fear after all, at least as a father.
“I just want to see why someone like you would make such a choice. As for killing you, that would be meaningless at all.”
A trace of a sinister smile appeared on Diavolo's face. No matter what expression he made, it always looked scary.
“Do you want to fool me or do you want to make me your slave?
 Forget it, you are already too late. My life has come to an end. No matter what you plan to do to me, I can accept it calmly."
Odin said this, but the energy that was constantly erupting from his body made his words seem less convincing.
“You don’t look like you would accept it calmly.”
Diavolo moved his sharp claws, and his voice slowly turned cold.
“A warrior should die in battle, not from old age.
  It’s not so much that you want to see me, but rather that I plan to fight you with my own life.
 As the most powerful enemy I have ever seen, I want a glorious death. At least after Thor reaches a higher level, he will hear that his father once fought for this world."
Odin has his world-famous spear Gunnir in his hands!
 He is not joking!
But he only mentioned Thor, and this statement almost made Diavolo laugh.
 Odin’s little thoughts did not escape Diavolo’s thoughts!
Thor is the king of Asgard, so there is no way he can escape from joining the battle with the Burning Hell.
 For Odin, mentioning Thor is just to increase the chances of survival for his daughter and another son.
It’s a pity that he is facing Diavolo!
"Ha, I said, I'm not here to kill you. Killing a mortal person means nothing to me. But as long as you still exist, you are of value to me."
Diavolo said this, his claws lightly scratched his chest, blood like lava hung on his claws, and then slowly dripped.
 A living Odin is worth more than a dead one, at least, to the Burning Hell.
“Have you heard about the demon that appeared in New York before? It’s the one called the Plague King. I also have a subordinate like this. His name is the Holy King.”
Diavolo said something that Odin couldn't understand. The next moment he appeared in front of Odin, his huge head bent down, looking at Odin's one eye in front of him.
 At this time, he finally stopped deliberately putting away his fearful aura, and the fear began to spread!
 “You’re going to make me a demon? How funny!”
Odin's energy began to shine more brightly.
The energy that even his body couldn't bear began to break through the body's blockade and squeeze out cracks on the skin.
 A self-destructive attack, a fighting method that makes your soul a thing of the past.
Odin’s dignity makes him unwilling to become a slave, nor to fight for the enemies of the world!
“It’s not that you become a devil, it’s that the devil is born from within you.”
Diablo spoke almost word for word.
 There was no intention of avoiding him at all, even Odin's accumulated strength was worth seeing in his eyes.
 At this time, Odin had the ability to leave a few innocuous scars on his body. If Baal was standing here, he might even praise Odin's performance.
 But it’s Diavolo who’s here now!
 The most elusive existence in terms of causing corruption!
He is also the demon god who is best at corrupting humans!
Diavolo suddenly disappeared in front of Odin, as if everything Odin had seen before was just a dream.
But the next moment, the finger whose will came from Diavolo appeared in Odin's eyes, and then passed through Odin's neck at a speed that was just too late to stop him, and poured directly into his body along the wound.
middle!
Diavolo’s disappearance was just a moment of relaxation when he wanted to get Odin!
The sudden disappearance of the enemy may bring about deeper alertness, but the body will indeed carry it. No matter how short the time is, it still exists!
 And if you launch an attack at this moment, the feeling of powerlessness will even better induce fear!
 And fear is exactly what Diablo wants to get!
Since Odin’s son has the blood of the Nephalem, it would be a very interesting idea to make Odin’s father have the blood of the Hell Demon.
After all, Thor is not a pure Nephalem who knows from birth that he wants to fight the Demon King of Hell. When he truly realizes the fear of the Demon King of Hell, will he show something that Diavolo wants to see?
Woolen cloth?
 Those who are burdened with responsibilities are more likely to be corrupted in the eyes of the Demon King of Hell.
 Especially the pure, sometimes noble, sometimes despicable human heart!
 Fear is getting deep into people's hearts little by little from these seemingly insignificant places!
 …
 In the New York Sanctuary.
 A woman with a slender body and traces of age on her face gently knocked on the door of the sanctuary.
 In her hand she held a staff that was emitting red energy.
 Frigga, obviously it's her.
Who else could be the powerful mage who would come to the New York Sanctuary at this time besides this woman who cares about her son?
“Hello, I am the mage of the New York Sanctuary, King.”
The king inside was dragging his somewhat bloated body and taking care of the smaller calf under Mike's gaze.
 The previous battles have made the buildings of the New York Sanctuary a little messy.
Now he has basically completed the architectural restoration, but the internal chaos will not be solved in a short time.
“Hello, I felt Loki’s breath before. Is he still here?”
Frigga’s elegant posture made Wang a little nervous.
Wang felt that he had definitely seen the powerful mage in front of him, but he couldn't remember his name for a while.
So I had to ask carefully: "I would like to ask, who are you?"
Wang could feel that he was a little too nervous, and even fear emerged in his heart.
 But he soon discovered that the source of his fear was the too conspicuous staff.
 So the body immediately became tense.
This kind of spell that confuses the mind seems to be full of hostility, so he cannot help but treat it with caution.
 “I am Frigga, I think your teacher should have mentioned my name.”
Frigga’s voice was filled with a little bit of embarrassment.
 At this time, she had long given up her lofty status as the Fairy Queen, after all, Asgard had been destroyed.
  New Asgard was also built with the efforts of his children, and the new country no longer needs a ruler-like fairy queen to continue to exist.
 So she seemed very approachable at this time.
“Frigga? The Fairy Queen of Asgard, the top mage in the batch?”
The king exclaimed, obviously he remembered.
“You are here to see Loki, he is meditating quietly in the basement. I will take you there.”
To be continued...