Chapter 389： Proud warrior

锵!

Lord let out a suffocating breath and flicked his long sword lightly.

On the red hot blade, the terrifying heat and flames gradually dissipated, and then it returned to its previous appearance.

The aftermath of the ‘Blade of the Rising Sun’ was slashed out with only one knife, leaving a golden afterglow like the setting sun in the void, and the scorching spiritual pressure contained in it has not dissipated for a long time.

But the most shocking thing is.

The scarlet hot blade, obviously did not hit anything else at all, but the magnificent sword energy it wielded was like a waning moon. After passing thousands of miles of the earth, it burned several stretches of mountains in the distance to ashes, and the land along the way. It was melted into a piece of magma by the flames.

Hundreds of thousands of undead army is unfortunate, and immediately flies into ashes and annihilates directly under the flames.

looked at this scene.

Brunhild felt a little shocked, what a terrifying temperature this is.

is comparable to the flames on the surface of the sun, even the **** king of Asgard, I am afraid it is somewhat difficult to resist!

After burning through the high temperature, it showed a distorted and fuzzy void. When he cast his eyes on the goddess of death, there was another stormy sea in Brunhild's heart, and his complexion changed drastically.

I saw the goddess of death, who was originally like a queen and extremely arrogant, looked miserable at this moment.

The blade of the rising sun that sealed all the flames into the blade, destroyed the defensive magic she had constructed in an instant, and burned out the death cloak with a destructive force, leaving half of her body to be wiped out in the heat!

boom!

With the sound of heavy objects falling, the ground that was already broken collapsed downward again.

Hela lay awkwardly in the broken and collapsed pit. The black tight leather armor had long been burned by the flames, and the parts below the waist were nowhere to be seen, only the charred upper body was left, and the weak breath could almost disappear at any time.

The reason why she is still alive depends on Helheim underworld.

If it were not for the master of this hell, with a constant supply of energy, I am afraid that he would have died under the "Blade of the Rising Sun" a long time ago.

Hela, who originally had the support of Helheim underworld, is slightly inferior to Lord in terms of hard power, but it is absolutely impossible to lose so fast, let alone such a miserable defeat, even if it is defeated, it can be delayed. Go down.

But the problem is...

In order to avenge Asgard, Hela did not hesitate to use Helheim’s underworld death source to store her own two artifacts, the "Sword of the Night Sky" and the "Death Cloak", which caused the entire **** to be in'deficiency' all year round. State.

This behavior naturally caused dissatisfaction with Helheim's **** will.

Therefore, combining the above two conditions, this has led to the current situation.

If this brain didn't get ten kilograms of water, it would definitely not be possible to do such a thing!

You need to know that the overall strength of the **** lord is linked to the death origin of the hell. The stronger the **** origin, the stronger the lord. Conversely, the stronger the **** origin, the stronger the **** origin. The two can be said to complement each other!

But Hela has just done this kind of thing from the bottom of the pan. It can only be said that she is definitely not wronged by swallowing this bitter fruit of defeat.

how to say......

Maybe this is self-inflicted.

Lord fell slowly, looked at Hela with contempt, and said: "You lose, Hela."

"But... **** it!"

Hela held the broken sword of the night sky in both hands, propped her body on the ground forcibly, her eyes breathed out fire: "Don't think it's over, I can still fight, come again!!!"

I have to praise here, the tradition of Asgard.

I don’t know how the old man Odin was brought up. He was a very good politician, a kind-hearted old fox, but the sons and daughters he brought up were all developing in the direction of reckless men.

Needless to say Thor, even Loki, a magician, has been affected. If he has magic, he likes to use a dagger to stab people. Now even Hela is like this. Is it possible that Asgard has a reckless training class. Nothing?

"remarkably brave."

Lord nodded slightly, reluctantly approving Hela's fighting spirit, but his eyes were sneered, and said: "But with only half of your body left, you can't even condense the magic power. How do you plan to fight me? "

"For the glory of Asgard!"

Hela has a high spirit of fighting, with a burning spirit in his eyes, holding the ground with one hand to maintain an upright posture, and pointing the broken sword of the night sky at Lord with the other, saying word by word: "I, Hela Odinson, with death In the name of the goddess, I challenge you!"

The calm words are filled with a sense of decisiveness!

Knowing that he was lost, Hela still raised her blade, like a brazen warrior, just like those heroic spirits who yearned for battle and death, resolutely chose to continue fighting!

Looking at Hella like this, Brunnhild suddenly felt a little complicated in his heart.

Even though the two sides are hostile, there will inevitably be a trace of respect for the soldier who calmly goes to death.

"Spirit King...sir." Brunhild sent his voice through Reiatsu: "Hela is sending you an ancient challenge, if...if you are willing to respond. , You need to report your name, and conduct a sacred duel under the witness of Odin and Gangnir."

"Duel... so that's it, since this is your choice, then I respect your will." Lord's eyes were slightly condensed, and solemnly said: "Lord Carl, from Midgard Spirit King, accept your challenge."

"Midgard...The Spirit King?"

Hela was startled slightly, and then said in disbelief: "Among those humble and small human beings, can someone like you be born?"

"Who gave you the illusion that strong men cannot be born among humans?" Lord's eyes closed slightly, and he said with a smile, "Do you know that the race that governs the great world is the group of'humble' in your eyes? Tiny human beings?"

Human beings are small?

Then you may not have seen the beginning of the army of ‘traversers’.

Among the group of big bosses all over the heavens and myriad worlds, those who destroy hundreds of worlds at every turn, are all pure humans!

"What do you mean?" Hela frowned slightly, not quite understanding Lord's words.

"Nothing Let's start."

Lord shook his head, drew out the blade from his waist, and said lightly: "Since it is a so-called duel, there must be a place for a duel. I will use this trick to give you the greatest respect, the goddess of death. Pull."

"Hehe...that would be better!"

A touch of azure rose in Hela's eyes, allowing the enemy to go all out. This is the greatest respect for her: "Lord Carl, in response to your respect, I will use my last strength."

"卍......Solution!"

Lord's two thin lips opened slightly, holding the Zanpodao upside down and slowly letting go, the breath from the soul wafted out: "Senbon Sakura...Jing Yan!!!"

"You actually let go of your weapon?"

Hela frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy in her heart, feeling that Lorde seemed to be underestimating her.

But what happened next completely changed her opinion, and even her heart trembled inexplicably, with a vaguely bad premonition.

As the blade slowly fell, the moment it touched the ground.

I saw that the ground suddenly appeared like water, with ripples, and then the blade just sank into it, disappearing silently.

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