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Chapter 70 The Disappearing Evil God

(Because the update was unexpectedly interrupted yesterday, there will be a few more updates to make up for it later.)

"Boom!!!"

Amidst the roaring thunder, angry roars resounded throughout the entire underwater palace, causing the underwater palace to shake. The gods were also a little unsteady, and the plates and bowls filled with food on the long table were swaying.

, countless precious porcelain vessels fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

And in the midst of this chaos, a burst of heavy footsteps came from outside the palace.

"Tap...tap..."

In the background of daylight shining with lightning, a tall body walked into the magnificent underwater palace with heavy footsteps. The face that could not be seen was shrouded in darkness, and there was an indescribable terror.

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"Crack!!!"

As a dazzling lightning flashed across, the white light illuminated the man's chopped-up face. He raised his head, his gloomy face was filled with tears, revealing an unprecedented look of rage and ferocity.

His body was covered in blood, as if he had just waded out of a sea of ​​blood. The blood was dripping from the armor on his body and down the gaps between his calves and skirt.

The right hand holding the magic hammer Mjornir was trembling incessantly, and the veins on the bare back of his hand were bulging out from the rage and exertion. There was no doubt that the war hammer in the Thor's hand would smash him into pieces in the next moment.

The head of this former friend.

Among the gods, all the gods came to this divine banquet, but he was the only one who had no time to come because he was still fighting those frost giants who dared not obey the gods' rule. After he killed all those frost giants,

I came to this underwater palace excitedly, but I was shocked to hear the conversation between Loki and Sif outside the palace.

He gritted his teeth angrily, and first glanced deeply at Sif beside him. The pale Sif looked at him, with a look of deep uneasiness, guilt, and remorse on her face.

Thor looked at Sif in front of him, his lips twitching, as if he was forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, then he ignored Sif in front of him, and turned to look at Loki in front of him.

"LOKI!!!!"

He roared in a low voice, like a lion roaring before it becomes angry, which was deeply unsettling.

"I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you, this disgusting bastard who is full of deceit and lies, extremely dirty and disgusting."

As he spoke, he held the warhammer in his hand and walked toward Loki in front of him with blazing eyes.

It wasn't a false finger, but really hot flowing flames spewed out from his eyes, burning every inch of skin on the God of Thunder, making him look like a burning man enveloped in flames.

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Every step he takes will leave a burning spark on the ground. At the same time, sparks will fall from his body from time to time. The sparks fall to the ground and begin to spread in this waterless underwater palace.

It burned.

Every move of God demonstrates his great power.

The anger of the Great God turns into an immortal divine fire that burns. If the anger does not continue, the fire will not be extinguished.

Looking at Thor who was already like a burning man in front of him, Loki gradually lost the smile on his mocking face, his pupils were solemn, and all the muscles in his body were on tense alert.

He can't escape.

His brain was already telling him this without a doubt.

The blazing murderous intent enveloped him, locking all his actions. Every move he made would directly cause the God of Thunder in front of him to suddenly rise up, and suddenly aimed at his head and swung the weapon in his hand to kill him.

The magic hammers of countless frost giants.

How many frost giants has Thor killed?

No number of people is clear, just like how many pieces of bread you have eaten?

But probably he wouldn't mind killing another frost giant who is an evil god at this moment.

In front of others, Loki is a god who is proficient in all kinds of magic. Even Odin admires his magic skills. But in front of Thor, he is just a frost giant who can cast spells.

Just a piece of bread that struggles.

Countless futures kept flashing in front of him, but as Thor advanced, these infinite possible futures were rapidly decreasing. Among those various possibilities, the future of life was shattered and replaced by more and more.

Pictures of his death...

Die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die

Die die die die die die die die die!!!!!!!!!

In the face of that huge power, his heart seemed to be clenched and unable to beat.

The inexplicable trembling and suffocation made Loki sitting on the wicker chair almost unable to breathe, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He opened his mouth unconsciously, like a catfish falling on land.

In Loki's vague feeling, the Pyro whose face could not be seen clearly in front of him seemed to be death grinning.

He was so close to death as never before...

And just then.

"enough!!!"

Suddenly, accompanied by the God King's roar, the heavy scepter suddenly fell.

The loud shouts made Pyro stop in his tracks, and the power that had almost oppressed Loki and made him unable to breathe gradually faded away.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Holding his throat, Loki coughed violently regardless of his appearance, and a sense of survival after a disaster enveloped Loki's body.

He looked at the God of Thunder in front of him. He was still staring at him with blazing eyes, wishing to tear him into pieces. However, the curse from the God King made it difficult for him to move forward, and he could only stand there in vain.

Loki smiled indifferently, then turned his head and looked upward.

There, the calm one-eyed king was looking at him.

No matter how many scandals Loki revealed, the taciturn god-king showed no emotion on his face, as if he knew everything, because this was the scene he had foreseen in all the futures.

On the opposite side, the same goes for Loki.

The two parties are like actors on the stage, performing a script that both parties know. The only difference is... what the actors perform is an illusory life, while what they perform is their real life.

"Loki, how long will you continue to cause trouble?"

Odin's deep single eye seemed to have seen through everything. He looked at Loki and said in a deep voice.

From the beginning to the end, the one-eyed God-King just stared at the evil god quietly without saying anything, watching Loki vent his dissatisfaction and anger in front of him.

Loki looked at him, and then his face showed that cynical and mocking smile again. The ferocity and anger in the depths of his pupils seemed to be mocking the world that made him feel deeply angry.

"Ho...ho ho ho ho ho...hahahahahahaha!!!!!"

He touched his forehead with one hand, raised his head, laughed wildly, and beat the long table in front of him crazily. There were tears in his laughter, and an inexplicable sense of sadness emanated from his body.

After a long time, he gradually stopped laughing, panted, raised his head, looked at the God King in front of him, his eyes were cold and calm, and then murmured.

"Odin, you may have succumbed to that fate, but I will not."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, under the watchful eyes of many gods, the god of fire and evil suddenly disappeared from where he was.


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