Chapter 293: Odin’s Prophecy!
Rumble!
The cyan and golden rays of light collided again and again, and the burst of shock drowned the Nibelung roots that enveloped the entire city, and everything was destroyed. The deadpool army brought by Odin was completely wiped out, and the powerful shock was there. In an instant, all the deadpools were destroyed.﹤Miscellaneous ⊙ Chi ⊙ Chong ﹤
Drop, drop, drop.
Drops of rain began to slowly fall in the cloudless sky, and the elderly knew that it was a prelude to heavy rain.
The heavy rain stopped completely when the man holding the village rain died, but now it started again.
The space finally began to collapse, a corner of the real world had quietly melted into it, and everything "killed" in Nibelung's roots began to slowly appear natural vitality, which was a precursor to rebirth.
If the two terrifying rays of light continue to collide, the roots of the dead kingdom of Nibelung will be completely destroyed and integrated into the real world.
boom!
The seven bronze swords collided with the golden spear once again, and the'raging' was roaring, unbridled releasing its violent power, and fought hard against the golden spear again and again.
Among the seven deadly sins, the power of'Rage' was the strongest. Long ago, it was to tear apart the scales of the black emperor.
At the same time, a series of violent high-temperature fire pillars rose up, striking the dark golden armor time and time again.
Whenever the high-temperature fire column rushes, Odin will slightly turn sideways, trying to block the "spear of destiny" in his hand, the terrifying heat that rushes toward his face, even if he is in the armor, he can clearly feel it. .
"Drink!"
Odin let out a low growl, and the exposed skin was tightly clasped by the scales that emerged, strengthening his strength.
Longhua!
After witnessing this scene, Chu Han's mouth was slightly raised, his right hand stretched out, and he held the seven deadly sins full of violent meaning,'Rage'!
boom!
An aura that was also not inferior to Odin exploded, the space began to make a clicking sound, Nibelung's roots cracked once again, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky.
However, at this moment, Odin suddenly put away the "spear of destiny" he was about to throw, and the powerful scales began to disperse, as if they had never appeared before.
Chu Han frowned slightly, but did not put away the seven deadly sins, his bright golden eyes flickered slightly.
The ruining scene slowly disappeared, and the white cloud that had just appeared in the sky began to disperse, the rain stopped, the wind stopped, and the battle was over.
"who are you?!"
Odin still holds the sacred "spear of destiny", and the eight-legged steed under the seat is panicked and uncomfortable. It has no strength in facing Chu Tianjiao, because the collision just now made it clear that seven bronzes are floating in front of him. A man with a sword can kill it in front of its owner!
Chu Han curled his lips slightly, and loosened his grip on'Rage': "Chu Han."
He already knows it. Now that it has stopped, it is impossible to fight again, because Nibelung Root has just begun to collapse. Odin may not be aware of it in the battle, but now he must know it, so for this In the world, it is impossible for Odin to fight him again.
But Chu Han's purpose this time was not to fight Odin, so whether he would fight or not had no effect on his purpose this time.
After being silent for a while, Odin stared at Chu Han with bright golden light: "Are you a human? Impossible, I feel a powerful dragon in you!"
"That's not something humans can have, that's the breath of the Dragon King!"
Chu Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of approval deep in his eyes. He was indeed the main god of Norse mythology who could hold the "spear of destiny", and he could still feel the breath of the dragon king after he became a human being.
"I said I was called Chu Han, didn't I say that I was a human?" Chu Han tilted his head slightly, a trace of joke flashed in his eyes.
It should be very interesting to tease a god who might nail Nidhogg to the World Tree in the future.
Odin paused slightly, and his hand holding the "spear of destiny" could not help tightening.
"who are you!"
This time he shouted out with a hint of anger, because with his strength, he clearly caught the trace of joking in Chu Han's eyes.
Chu Han's gaze began to flicker, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "My name is Chu Han, I am a mixed race!"
Roar!
This time, even the eight-legged horse roared, although the main reason for this was that the anger of its owner had reached a critical point.
bass!
The "spear of destiny" whose light had diminished was lit up again, and a wave of speechless anger was burning.
Chu Han chuckled lightly, and looked at Odin with a smile but a smile: "I'm curious, just your bear’s inferior IQ can really nail Niederhogg on the world tree? So what is it in Norse mythology? Wouldn't you make it up to scare yourself?"
Chu Han didn't know much about the Norse mythology, but he clearly remembered one of them, the prophecy about the death of Niederhogg, who will eventually return, on the top of the World Tree.
Odin, who should have been angry, suddenly calmed down after hearing what Chu Han said, and the exposed eyes flashed with a strange light.
The eight-legged horse was also unusually quiet, but the sound of uneasy hoofs rang, as if fearing something.
"I will call you Chu Han for the time being, Chu Han, the black emperor will return eventually, and the kings will slowly wake up. The day the tree of the world is hollowed out is when the end of the world comes, and it will belong to the gods. Dusk is coming!"
The golden light was slowly converging, and a touch of yellow appeared on the edge of the sky, and in a faint voice, a dragon chant from ancient times sounded.
Um, where is this place?
By the way, young master, Nibelung Root!
Chu Xiaoran opened his eyes in an instant, and a carp jumped into the dragon door and hit the roof of the car directly. A faint red color appeared on his forehead.
"Don't want to be bloodshed, just stay there." A slightly indifferent voice came from the driver's seat. It was a young man who was not too big or too young, wearing a broken windbreaker.
Chu Xiaoran stunned slightly, and looked around. The environment was very familiar. Isn't this her white Rolls-Royce Phantom?
"Young Master, this..."
She hadn't finished her words. The young man in a tattered windbreaker looked ahead coldly: "Forget everything you saw and heard, if you don't want to die!"
Chu Xiaoran shuddered suddenly for no reason. She knew that this was not a joke, because at that moment, she clearly felt the fear from the depths of blood, that was the fear from death.
But no matter how hard Chu Xiaoran tried, she couldn't forget the picture she saw before she fell into a coma. It was the sky, the ground, the king and the king!
Huh!
The rolling Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly stopped, and there was an undamaged pure black Maybach 62 on the highway ahead...