In order to protect the young beast, Kesma buried her at the bottom of the barrier with good intentions, so as to avoid all the ashes burned by Loki.

""God of Fire", "God of Evil", "God of Mischief" Loki... Master, is it all about him?The magician actually preyed on the gods..."

She finally had a clear understanding of the power of her master.

Ordinary people, no, even the powers that the heroes of the inner world could never reach in their entire lives, are now waving like themselves?Senna's heart throbbed violently.

What is more fascinating than Poppy Flower is "Power"... the power that can control destiny.

"We are mystics, Cthulhu-type mystics, how many times can you understand... Forget it, just watch from the depths. What I can do now, just study hard with your aptitude. It can be done in the future.”

"Hunting gods like you?" Sena asked.

"As long as you want, and if you have enough skills."

Sena nodded silently, retracted back into the depths of the "Death Star Forge", and focused on the battle between the mystic and the gods.

Kesma pointed at the wall with her black leather gloved forefinger, and the four adapted "Shadow Loki" moved in a twisted and stiff posture.

The magic power was greatly lost, but the movements of the shadows became smoother and smoother.

After the warm-up, except for the gray coat and the icy expressionless face, the Shadow Loki's actions were no different from the real Loki.

Stepping forward, the four shadows chased in the direction Loki fled.

While running, their figures flickered in Kesma's vision, and Loki's "existence" power was perfectly inherited by the shadows, and they began to launch purposefully, affecting the perception of everyone present, including Loki. .

At the same time, Kesma prepared to follow, and began to move towards Loki's "graveyard".

——The last handful of loess must be covered by him.

Beyond common sense is for God.If this cunning Vulcan really finds a loophole and destroys his own clones one by one with the uncertainty of the god of disobedience, maybe the situation will really be reversed.

Kesma won't give him this chance.

If he could activate the "White Gospel", he might not need to prepare the "Death Star Furnace" so troublesome...Xima thought regretfully.

He can't do anything without Rope.

"Nightmare Plunder" and "White Gospel" are both Rope's abilities.Even if he acts as a substitute, he has no right to use the mapping of his own soul and the blessings of the evil gods.

"Immediately, soon..."Go home"... Then, I will never use this magical technique again..." With a wry smile, Kesma temporarily closed his third eye to rest for a while.

Roeger and Zare's magic "two beings" is not freedom for Kesma.

But the pain of rootless duckweed.

Chapter [-] The confrontation of fire and fire

In the dark, horses are galloping.

With eight-legged gray temples, it once carried the king of the gods from the sky to the ocean, back and forth between the land of the dead and the present world.

Vulcan turned into a mare and slept with the giant's horse Valdir Fali, gave birth to it, and dedicated it to Odin.

So Loki is both its mother and its father, and Sleipnir is at the mercy of Loki as a subordinate god, providing him with the most superior mobility.

But now, it seems that this mobility is of no use at all in this living tunnel.

After running for a long time, Loki, who realized that something was wrong, ordered the child under him: "Stop! Sleipnir."

The gray horse stopped running immediately.

"Hiss—"

Slightly bent the horse's hooves to make it easier for Loki to get off his back, and Sleipnir's divine eyes began to guard the surroundings, preventing any enemy from secretly approaching.

"Sure enough... a repeated space cycle."

Loki stroked the wall, the blood-colored lines that were not yet dry had merged with the cement wall, and a dreamy and eerie light shone on Vulcan's handsome, twitching cheeks.

Sleipnir was the fastest god horse. Even if Loki's own strength was weakened, he couldn't exert his "divine speed" characteristics, but it was impossible for a town's short sewers to trap them for so long.

The only explanation is that this enchantment has the effect of "space circulation" - no matter how you move forward, you are just standing still.

"what……"

The blond God of Disobedience rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. "It's foolproof... Sleipnir, we're going to rely on your speed to delay the time, and the power to consume that conjurer before my power is exhausted has been calculated. In this way, there is no other way but to face it. Ah. I hate this, especially when I'm fighting with myself - four!!"

Loki stretched out four fingers and exaggeratedly said to Sleipnir.

"Is it out of play? It must be out of play, isn't it? When I was in full power, I was sure to fight against those puppets, but now it's a dead end. No one knows more than me how tricky my "existence" power is. ! "

"Yu..."

"Che, you're always such an optimistic silly boy."

Loki said with disgust: "Yes, yes, I know that "Gods have no immortality", Ragnarok is the fate of my Nordic gods, and it is indeed enough to play for hundreds of years.But don't you feel uncomfortable being killed by mortals so suffocated? "

His power is more than that.

The "Vulcan", which is a powerful Norse god, even Odin can't ignore, has been weakened again and again, and has been defeated again and again, and has not even benefited from the spell called "Kesma". The discussion with the teacher made Loki very angry.

Sleipnir stopped answering, knowing his father's personality, he knew that in a very urgent moment, as long as you took Loki's words, there would be endless complaints.

Sure enough, after a while, seeing that his child stopped talking, Loki also closed his mouth boringly.

"Stupid kid who doesn't lighten the mood..."

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