Chapter 97: Weaknesses

Meteor Lance Gungnir.

Its speed was very fast, and it was silent before, so even Huo De, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, didn't react for a while.

After all, it is a weapon in itself without any names attached to it.

To the humans of Midgard, the Meteor Spear is like a killing weapon hanging above the sky.

Maybe it will be pierced without reacting.

Speaking of which, have I ever shaken something like this?

For a moment, Hodder himself couldn't help being a little curious.

Without realizing it, it was indeed very difficult to forcefully catch Gungnir.

And the reason why he was able to compete with that superior old man for the magic gun before was because of Sifka's own mental retardation and his forward swing was too long.

"call."

Finally, Hodder took another step back.

He raised his head and stared at the dark sky of the ice and snow kingdom.

There, an old but tall figure slowly landed.

At this time, he was not as old as the world said.

His hair, which had always been considered white, was still swaying with golden light at this time, and his long beard seemed to be able to filter honey wine.

Odin, king of the gods.

After realizing his existence, Hodder only felt his heart throbbing.

The blood in the whole body seems to be boiling.

Obviously now he is just spying on the picture that the kid Ross has 'foreseen'.

But he himself felt something else inexplicably.

The blood is boiling and the heart is screaming.

There is even a wave that comes from the depths of the soul.

That is anger.

It was a beast that tore apart reason.

How dare you show up?

At this moment, such a questioning attitude and thoughts emerged in Hodder's mind.

What's ridiculous is that he can't even distinguish the source of this idea and attitude.

Is this my own idea?

Now he can't even tell the difference.

But only one thing is certain.

That was the anger that was surging in my heart.

"God King."

He whispered about it.

"Odin."

Like a wound festering and pus oozing, the pain gradually spread.

Vaguely, Hodder could feel his heart aching.

This is not a metaphor or image description, but a literal meaning.

At this moment, Hodder really felt pain in his chest and back.

It was as if it had been pierced.

All of a sudden, Huo De couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling breathless.

He bent down, and the turbid eyes couldn't help but filled with a whirlpool of resentment.

But these, the king of the gods obviously couldn't see them.

Wearing an eagle helmet, he landed beside the blind God of War.

He is tall and straight, mighty and extraordinary.

And after hooking his fingers slightly, the Meteor Spear flew back into his hand.

"Sorry, I asked you to confront him head-on." He said.

What kind of attitude do you have?

Seeing that the god king began to apologize proactively, Huo De couldn't help but want to cover his ears.

He found it difficult to control his emotions at all.

Do people like you ever apologize?

"fine."

However, such a voice mixed with anger was not heard.

And facing the God King, the young God of War was neither humble nor overbearing.

"I am the God of War of the Protoss, so naturally I will do my best for this."

Hoddle said.

He just raised his head slightly and pointed his face in the direction of the flame giant.

"But unfortunately, Your Majesty, your attack does not seem to have worked."

Just when God of War said this, the king of gods finally raised his head.

The flame giant didn't just fall down, his figure was still tall and straight.

Although the gap in the head looked frightening, under the nourishment of the flames, it began to heal gradually.

"I see. Is this your 'unscrupulous'?"

Even after encountering such an attack, Sirte's tone remained unchanged.

"One person attracts attention in the open, while the other hides in the dark and launches a sneak attack. Strategically speaking, there is really no problem."

That's what Sirte said.

But at this moment, a strange atmosphere spread.

Not because of anything else, but Sirte's tone was too calm.

Calm as a bystander without any emotional ups and downs, as if the person who was plotted and injured before was not him at all.

wrong.

Come to think of it, no one has any evidence that Soult was injured.

Huo De's remaining rationality was thinking like this, and he just stared at the tall figure of the flame giant.

"But unfortunately, just saying this is still not enough."

'boom'

The flames burned more and more vigorously, and Surte looked down at the ants in his eyes.

At this moment, he didn't seem to be staring at the blind war god, but at the king of gods.

"If this is your method, then go back as soon as possible and enjoy the time you have left."

Then, the flame giant turned around.

Even if it was plotted against, even if it seemed that a round of fighting broke out before.

But he was not angry.

No.

Soult is not without emotion, but feels that it is unnecessary.

No one knows exactly what such a primordial fire giant thought.

But no matter what, there was absolutely no way for Odin and Hodr to let him go.

So, they made a move!

The moment Soult turned around, shooting stars danced and raged.

Two completely different rays of light hit the flame giant directly.

Unlike the previous ease, when the flames fell, Surte finally moved.

Maybe it was because the timing of the shots was just right, or maybe it was because the impact of these two attacks was indeed extremely powerful.

The flame giant fell down.

His huge body fell directly on the land of the ancient ice and snow kingdom.

'ZiZiZiZi'

Under the burning of the high-temperature flame, the land of ice and snow that should not have changed began to dissolve.

But the country of ice and snow is extremely ancient, and it existed in the chaotic period without life.

Even the flame giant's own temperature couldn't completely erase it.

Even he, without the willingness to make a move, just created a deep hole in this land.

There is not even a lake, and the white snow is directly evaporated.

But lying in this deep pit, Surte just let out a long sigh.

"Why are you still unwilling to give up?"

he asked.

However, the two war gods of the Asa protoss had no willingness to answer.

At this moment, what caught Sirte's eyes was the glow derived from the two sharp blades.

The magic spear and the holy sword, the two weapons fell down.

'crash'

They pierced through the flames and seemed to be slashed at Surte's throat.

However, the flames were still burning brightly.

What they are facing is not the life in their cognition, but the incarnation of the barren flame of Muspel Huanmu.

"Since you are unwilling to face reality, let me help you."

'boom'

Eventually, Soult took the initiative.

The burly flame giant stood up slowly, and the giant fist transformed by the flames fell directly on the ground.

'boom'

The strong shock wave spread along with the high temperature, and the thin God King and God of War couldn't stand still for a while, and they all flew upside down.

The battle finally officially broke out.

Gods and giants.

As early as the beginning, the Asa Protoss, who had been crowned the ruler of the Nine Realms, fell into an irreversible disadvantage.

Chapter 98: Where do you see this?

Can the gods defeat the flame giant Surt, who symbolizes the end, through conventional means?

the answer is negative.

No matter from which point of view it looks like this.

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