Chapter 1213: 34. Call of Vanity

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Odin is not 100% believe in his allies.
Especially in the face of such a big battle.
It is absolutely impossible for a person like God King to hand over the destiny of himself, his wife, son, subordinate, subjects, and kingdom in the name of "trust" to a lord who likes to hide in the shadows.
If he does this, it only shows that he is definitely not a qualified king.
There is no doubt that Odin has a back hand.
In fact, if you take a closer look at the battlefield, it is not difficult to find that the very important part of the legend of the Divine Realm, the legendary King Odin has prepared for the prophetic gods at dusk the Lingling Palace Corps, has not yet joined the battlefield.
Of course, even in the world of Asgard, many people think that the legend is false.
The Hall of Heroes does not exist.
But is it really just a legendary thing?
Do not.
The legendary Valhalla exists, at least Hella is very clear.
When Hella rebelled and slaughtered the Golden Palace, it was only one step away from the throne. The reason why she failed was because Odin sent the Valkyrie Guard at a critical moment.
Although, those sturdy Valkyries had been slaughtered by Hella.
But Ehra's understanding of his father is over a thousand years old. If Odin doesn't have a complete British Legion in his hands, it is the old man who underestimated him.
He has not used the legendary legion until now, which proves that Odin is still sure.
Even if it was sold by the raven at a critical moment, this king should still have the means to make a comeback.
Don’t forget that after Audrey Li, Angela was
killed
by the Queen of Angels, Odin could pull a world off the branches of the world by himself.
The king standing in the ruins of the Golden Palace is miserable, holding his wife who was seriously injured, covered with blood, and looks very miserable. There is a feeling that the hero is late and the family is ruined.
Little Hella couldn't help but pouted.
This old man must be pretending!
Every good king is an outstanding actor.
"My head is here!"
In the burned and frozen ruins, Odin, armed with the gun of eternity, stared at the enemies around him with his one eye. He roared like a provocative lion king:
"The enemy of Asgard, want my head..."
"Come and get it!"
"boom"
The frost power of the frozen everything burst at this moment, and between the screams of the condensed frost storm, Skadi, who was wearing a black dress, stepped forward.
She has no respect for the desperate king, and the evil spirit has only a coldness in the eyes under the black gauze.
There is also a desire to shine.
Like the coldest sunlight in winter.
She can't wait any longer.
"Then, I'm welcome."
The cold voice of the evil spirit sounded in this ruined land. The ice scepter in her hand was rapidly extended in the clicking sound, and the colder breath burst from her fingertips.
The white light is mixed with the light of snowflakes and cold wind.
The power of ancient hoarfrost is surging.
In Scati's eyes, everything that is alive becomes monotonous, as if everything in the world has become an ever-expanding color of black and white.
Everything has faded. In the pale world, countless black threads are tumbling and surging.
That is the lifeline.
As long as you gently open it, you can annihilate life.
Where does hoarfrost originate?
At the end of the game, the dog Tyrion admitted that hoarfrost was the power he left in the pocket universe.
Although the external manifestation is the freezing of all things, in reality, it is just a material manifestation of some more obscure power.
death...
Death is the true meaning of Hoarfrost.
She stared at Odin.
The lines on the king are fewer and more concise than those on everyone around it, which means that the king is still far from death.
But it doesn't matter.
As long as you can see it, you can be cut off.
"I have seen! You... are dead!"
The evil spirit made a weird smile. The winter scepter in her hand had been extended into a blue ice spear. Its appearance was extremely simple, but its power was not simple at all.
The king holding the eternal spear felt a chill, as if life were frozen at this moment.
Strictly speaking, he and the evil spirit have only fought once.
Moreover, after Skarti appeared, she rarely went to fight in person. She almost never exposed her abilities in front of others.
She learned a lot from Merlin.
The most critical one is...
The bottom card must be kept!
Now, this card should be played!
Odin will not sit still.
At the same time as Skatti's figure struck like a flood of glaciers, the king raised his eternal spear. At this moment, a strong divine power burst, and the golden thunder hit the evil spirits who wanted his life like a rolling tide.
The unreserved power of the two Heavenly Fathers tore apart the ruins at the moment of confrontation.
The thunder roared and the glacier hissed.
The burned and frozen ground torn apart in the rolling and urging of energy, and turned into a suspended stone, which was involved in a storm of golden and white halos in a movement that violated the rules of gravity, and then was easily Broken up.
Crushed into powder.
Everything becomes gray...
"Do it!"
A loud drink sounded from the stream of anger, and the king seemed to forget that Scati was not coming alone, but the Frost Evil Spirit did not forget this.
She and Odin are not the only ones here.
Surter, who has drawn the eternal fire, has undoubtedly returned to Heavenly Father. Hella and Nightmare are weaker, but only because of the injury. These two guys were also Heavenly Fathers.
The shameful Malkis stepped into the trap, but Scati did not expect more from the Dark Elf King.
4 dozen 1...
Uh, no!
There is also the weird, assassin covered in purple flames. She also seems to have some conflicts with Odin.
5 dozen 1.
Won!
"Do it!"
Hella and Nightmare glanced at each other. The two did not live up to Scati's expectations. Little Hella shouted sharply, her hands waved, and the black blade held tightly in her hand whistled and flew out.
A dangerous green ray entwined the black blade.
Hai pulls the real thing!
At the moment when the Black Blade shot, the 7 Heaven Hammer Vendors who were guarding Hella also threw the Warhammer in their hands at the same time.
Seven purple lightnings burst into the battlefield like rolling terror.
On the other side, the priest carrying the nightmare will also raised his hands, and between the extremely horrifying flesh and blood, its hands were quickly twisted into something like tentacles.
The tentacles rolled over the core of the battle ahead.
There is energy like a substantial shadow entwined in the tentacles, thick, evil, indefinite, and constantly rolling, just like having your own life.
Howling nightmare sounds like millions of people whispering in their ears.
The direct lethality may be a bit worse, but even the Heavenly Father cannot exempt this whisper.
Behind Odin, beyond the tumbling thousands of thunders, tall like a mountain, covered with scorching magma monsters, vowed to bring Asgard the king of flames of the gods at dusk, in the eyes of the huge skull There was a flash of hesitation.
But it also raised the burning epee, and shouted towards the king in front of him.
Only the mysterious assassin, she does not seem to intend to intervene in this trouble.
She is watching.
The matter is basically clear at this point. In the face of the joint attack of the four Heavenly Fathers, the Divine King is no longer strong, and he still wants to withdraw from the whole body. More importantly, he also needs to share some strength to protect Friega in his arms.
Defeated...
Right in front of you!
"boom"
The two black blades thrown by Hella hit the target.
But it made a strange collision sound.
It was as if the steel had hit the ice, and among the debris splattered with ice, the two black blades burst into a frenzy, cutting the ice blocks spreading by the frost, and stab the slender slender one from left to right. Lower back.
The core death divine power should have hit the unscrupulous Skadi, but because of the rich death in the frost, Hella's attack did not work.
Scati’s response was also extremely quick.
Under the black veil, pain burst out in those eyes, and the winter spear in his hand scattered like a broken bee colony.
The flying ice chips mixed with the power of hoarfrost, like the flying bullets, penetrated the curtain of lightning of the king, and forced Odin to retreat, and the goddess of cold winter would throw out the ice thorns that gathered in his hand and would betray her little sea. Nail died on the ground in his hometown.
But seven dread hammers of different shapes and functions hit at the same time.
Although the power of each warhammer is not enough to break Skarty's body shield, the 7 heavy blows are superimposed at the same time, making the Winter Goddess throwing ice spikes slower.
The bombardment of flesh tentacles also arrived at the same time.
Nearly perfect fit.
The sudden murmur in his mind made Scarti stunned for a moment, and the ice thorn thrown by Hella in his hand turned to the nightmare priest.
The power of hoarfrost easily disintegrated that life.
The cunning miscellaneous nightmare, after issuing this blow, escaped his will from the temporary carrier.
Odin stepped back a few steps, he hugged his wife and felt the scorching power coming from above his head, but the king of God did not shy away at this moment, just re-pulled the eternal spear in his hand, the golden lightning in the war spear Gathered at the top.
He is accumulating...
Prepare for a fatal blow!
"Wow"
The branch of twilight entwined with heavy flames descended from the sky, and the sabre of flames that had swelled to nearly a thousand kilometers almost wiped down Odin's body.
In the devastating blow of Heavenly Father's strength, Scatti's ice cubes wrapped around the body melted at the moment of contact, and the high-temperature steam drifted in all directions.
In the scorching steam, Scati, who dodges this sword with a winter shield, held the winter scepter in both hands.
Her state at this time has no trace of elegance and determination.
No more.
This sudden betrayal was like a heavy hammer, beating the cold winter goddess, she had not yet reacted to what had happened.
But looking at the sudden golden light spot in front of him.
Under the black yarn, her eyes were suddenly round.
That's too late.
It's too late to defend...
"boom"
Light.
The dazzling light, like the light fluttering like lightning hell, is like a fatal lightning strike covering most of the city.
The King of God tried his best.
Lightning is always like this, coming fast and going fast.
In the next second, the God King wielding a war spear is entangled with the purple fire assassin who joined the battlefield again, and the Heaven Hammers who have completed their "mission" are more direct.
They recalled their warhammers and attacked the Fire Giant's King Surter from seven directions.
Hella, who ran out a few steps, also threw her black blade of death towards Surtle.
And the nightmare of the most chicken thief, it has gone missing.
A group of people who also cooperated to "backstab" Scati immediately fell into a weird civil war, but this has not affected the end of the winter goddess.
Beyond the ruins of the Golden Palace, the winter evil spirit that was struck by Odin's last blow fell in a miserable posture in a completely destroyed building. She lay in the dim basement.
There was a penetrating wound wound around her abdomen with a golden arc.
The old fellow of Odin started fiercely.
This blow destroyed both the body and soul of the evil spirit, and most of the power of the sword of the flame king was blocked by the cold winter of the body, but the remaining trace still hit the body of Skarti.
The succinct and solemn black robe was ruffled, and the black gauze on her face was also wiped out by thunder and lightning in the last confrontation.
Scati lay in the broken bricks.
The blood flowing from the abdomen landed on the ground, and a ray of light shone from the ground into the dark basement, which was shining on Skatti, making this scene look quite desolate.
It looks like the scene when a 16-year-old girl is dying.
"Click"
Scarlet's fingers raised tremblingly, and the winter scepter that fell on his hand shook, just like an invisible hand held up and fell into the hands of evil spirits.
The icy force extended into the body with the scepter, so that the weak she had the ability to move again.
She didn't know why Odin shot her here.
But the king made a mistake without a doubt, he should have taken the opportunity to kill her just now.
Odin will never have that opportunity again.
She stood up hard, reaching for the corner of her mouth and exuding the endless cold blood.
There was a rue in her frosty eyes.
She hasn't lost yet!
Can still win!
Although the didn't know why they chose to betray, Scati hadn't lost yet.
Odin is also injured, isn't he?
There is also a dangerous mysterious assassin who is trying to kill him. As long as he can seize the opportunity and try his best to kill Odin today, as long as he has mastered this body thoroughly, he will call for real frost.
She is still the winner.
She is still only one step away from her victory.
Scaty raised his head and looked at the crevice on the ground above her head, watching the dark light from the ground, her long white hair flying behind her head, matching her blood-stained, walking staggering movement.
This scene has a somewhat desperate taste.
"It's not over yet..."
The evil spirit used the Winter Scepter to shape the cane and tried to leave the basement.
however...
"puff"
With a slight noise, the cold blade pierced through her back and pierced out of her heart.
Scati's walking body shivered at this moment.
She looked down at the blade in front of her chest incredulously, exuding cold blood, and was falling from the blade drop by drop.
A warm hand was lifted from the darkness behind it, gently resting on her shoulder, and the warm breathing, the voice that made her frozen heart no longer calm.
The man's voice.
"No, it's over."
He lowered his head and whispered like a lover in the ear of the evil spirit:
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long...Elsa."
"I'll pick you up home, baby."
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