Chapter 721: One Move Determines Victory
"The Father of the Gods, the prisoner who helped the two princes escape, is now all imprisoned, and obeys the fate of the Father of the Gods. β
In the throne hall of the Golden Palace of Asgard, a Heroic Warrior was reporting to Odin, who was standing on the jade steps, that only the Father of the Gods was angry in response, "What's the use of sending them down?! Now the key is to find out where those two bastards are!"
Odin was full of hair at this time, and his single eye was bloodshot, and his eyeballs were about to pop out. This extremely powerful roar frightened the Heroic Warrior to his knees, and let him truly know what it means to be as powerful as a hell and... Old dogs also have a few teeth.
At this time, Odin was really angry, and he convened the Imperial Council as the king of Asgard, and he had clearly set the tone of the battle. However, as the crown prince, Thor did not know how to share his father's worries, but instead led the deployment to win over the prisoners and gather people to resist the edict! Even Heimdall, his most trusted guardian god of eyes and ears, was instigated by him.
And they also hijacked Jane Foster, the host of the Aether Particle, from the palace, and reduced all their previous battle plans to nothing. If this matter spreads, the court will discuss what crime he should be guilty of? Will he be able to bear it? How will he ascend the throne in the future?
At this time, Frigga was also in the hall, and Sif and Vandal naturally would not be stupid enough to confess that the queen of heaven was also involved in this matter. So she came here to listen to Odin's report in the name of caring for her son.
However, although she came in this name, she didn't seem to care too much about the development of the situation, but stood at the top of the jade steps, staring directly at the throne, her eyes glowing with a strange light, and from time to time she stretched out her hand to rub the armrest of the throne.
"Thor took Jane and Loki with him, and must have gone to the Dark World to find Malekith for a decisive battle. Frigga suddenly said to Odin, "Now the king should immediately send elite troops to help, so that this battle will be won." β
"Hmm..."After hearing this, Odin also calmed down a little, and after thinking for a while, he immediately ordered the Immortal Warrior just now, "Immediately release Heimdall to open the Rainbow Bridge, and you will lead a pair of the most elite Immortal Warriors to the Dark World to support Thor." β
Now that things have come to this point, there is no other way. The only way to do this is to send someone to help Thor ensure a complete victory. If he wins, it will prove that his choice is correct, he is the great hero who saved Asgard and the whole universe, and the previous sins will naturally be no longer mentioned.
As for saying that this will bring out your own pedantry and show that your previous choice is wrong. It's all a matter of no concern, anyway, I don't have a few years to live, so I should be paving the way for my son. Besides, it's been long enough for me to lose this old face for Thor, and it's not bad this time, I'm used to it.
"Release Sif out of here. Just as the Immortal warrior was about to retreat, Frigga suddenly said, "Let her go with you, so that she can be vindicated." β
The Immortal warrior did not answer immediately, but saw that Odin did not object, and then bowed down and retreated. Of course, Odin will not object, Siif is the next queen he has designated, so naturally there should be no stain on his body. Letting her go this time will not only allow her to wash away the stigma, but she may also be able to strengthen her relationship with Thor if she becomes famous.
Besides, this girl's combat power can also be, when she helped Thor escape, she actually knocked over a pair of Heroic Spirit Warriors with her bare hands, but she was a little ruthless, and Thor had a better chance of winning with her in the past.
Odin was thinking about things here, but Frigga stood next to the throne and just sighed, it felt good to give orders. But her face suddenly changed, and she found that the one she had just touched on the left armrest suddenly flashed a tiny red light.
That space... Hela?!Frigga instantly remembered what the alarm meant. Frightened, she wanted to turn around and tell Odin immediately, but her movements suddenly stopped, and she didn't know what she remembered, and she turned off the alarm with a flick of her fingers, and completely removed the entire warning magic. It's not difficult, after all, this world magic is what she did back then.
While in Hela's prison, Evenson looked up at the weapons that surrounded him on all sides. Another feature of the Warlock profession is that the more you are on the line of life and death, you can calm down. After all, a lot of a warlock's magic is played with his own life, so this quality is very important, because... The warlocks who couldn't calm down were dead.
And Evenson found that these weapons pointed at him were not a single one, they were really swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, boring sticks, mallets, whips, hammers, and shooting stars, and the sharp blades with chains, and with emei thorns. That's all, can anyone tell me what's going on with those two AK47s and m16s floating over there?
"Surprised?" said Hela, now standing in the distance with her hands on her chest, as if ostentatious, "Actually, I'm the same, and the types of weapons I've created have long been beyond my imagination. In many worlds, their divine weapons were actually forged based on my weapons. β
"Like this one. With a wave of her hand, Hela floated a one-handed hammer into her hand, "Do you look familiar?" β
"Well, it does look familiar. Evenson took a look, and the hammer was exactly the same as Thor's hammer except for the pitch-black one.
"Of course, the power is naturally not as good as the one you know, you don't need to remind me of that. Hela deliberately added, "It is true that my weapons are not as powerful as those imitations that appeared later, but they are all fakes, and what I have is the original." β
"Uh... The fact that counterfeits are stronger than genuine ones is actually not too uncommon. Evenson accosted Hela as he nervously pondered what to do.
Now that the other party's desire to fight has been hooked, and the other party has already made up his mind to have a good time. So even if she relents now, I'm afraid this crazy woman who hasn't had enough fun won't stop. But if you want to block so many divine weapons, your own void protection is absolutely impossible, and neither can your perseverance, evil armor and demon skin... These two comic skills are probably not very useful.
So... That's all there is to it. Thinking of this, Evenson lowered his head, and a pair of huge jet-black wings appeared behind him. By the time she looked up again, her eyes had turned blood-red, and her mouth was full of sharp teeth. Demon Transformation!
Warlocks who are well-versed in demonic knowledge, although their way of fighting is usually to summon a large number of demons and overwhelm their enemies. But that didn't mean they would have to sit back and wait if they couldn't summon demons, like they were in an enclosed space where Evenson was now.
Among the demonic knowledge, there is also the ultimate forbidden magic, and that is demon transformation. Combining all the demonic powers in his body, coupled with his own knowledge of demons, the warlock himself can temporarily transform into a powerful demon. His own flesh has been strengthened to the limit, even stronger than a real demon.
Evenson once relied on this move at a very dangerous moment, just like Ultraman, to turn over and defeat Ghost Rider. Even the Ereda Twins have a good opinion about it, and you are much stronger than usual after transforming.
This trick was all the rage back then, and it was a necessary magic for warlocks to travel at home to fight monsters and upgrade, but unfortunately later warlocks became more and more anxious, so that they continued to streamline their magic, and such a powerful magic was gradually forgotten.
But since Evenson had a magic tome that contained all the magician magic, it was only natural for him to learn this powerful skill. After all, his five ancestors are unreliable, in case he encounters a powerful enemy and is forced to fight hand-to-hand, if he doesn't have this trick, won't it be over?
Thinking of this, Evenson really cried silently in his heart, everyone is a warlock with a demon baby, when he comes to himself, how do you feel that you are the five warlock babies summoned by the demons?
No, this wind must not last, and you must not fall into the situation of the beast king hunting!
"Demons... No, it's just a fake. Hela stood from a distance and looked at Evenson, who was now completely demonized. Hideous horns, purple arcane runes on his forehead, pitch-black wings and skin, anti-articulation hooves and feet, and arms that were longer than the knees.
However, although she contemptuously said that Evenson was a fake, she was not really that relaxed, after all, she herself admitted that many fakes were actually stronger than the originals.
"I hope you can make me have a little fun. Hela waved her hand casually twice, and the weapons in the sky instantly stabbed at Evenson like a downpour.
"Drink!" Evenson shouted, and a raging green flame burned all over his body, and his feet flapped his wings and flew in the air, Demon Storm!
From a distance, Evenson was spinning in the air like a spinning top, and the stabbing weapons were flicked away by him. But Hela's eyes tell it's more than just spinning.
Instead, Evenson rushed left and right in the air at a very fast speed, waving his arms again and again, and the pair of huge wings that swung away all the attacking weapons, and even countless scythes appeared on his body, smashing his weapons to defend against dead ends.
"Yes, this skill can be attacked and defended, but... I'm going to see how long you can last. Hela smiled wickedly and waved her hand again, a dense rain of iron stabbing at Evenson.
Sure enough, after the density of the attack increased, Evenson's defense still showed a flaw, some weapons were able to dodge his arms and wings to attack him, but the blazing evil flames on his body could melt these weapons before stabbing himself.
"I can't go on like this..."Although Evenson can still be defended now, the demon transformation is time-limited, and in order to prevent these high-intensity attacks, his own consumption is really not ordinary. It is estimated that it won't be long before I can't hold it anymore and forcibly lift the transformation.
A decision must be made before then!Evenson suddenly stopped the demonic storm, and all the flames on his body immediately left his body, forming a storm that emptied a large area of his besieging weapons.
Taking advantage of this gap, he suddenly tilted his head and opened his mouth wide, and a staff full of emerald green spat out of his mouth. Evenson pulled it out, and a pair of bat-like wings spread out at the tip of the staff, and the power of destruction spread out in a ripple pattern, and the attacking weapons were instantly reduced to ashes. This is exactly the scepter of Sargeras.
Evenson slowly fell from the air to the ground, rolling his eyes as he leaned on his staff. Why did the demon spit out something from his mouth after he transformed? I almost choked to death!
"That weaponβ" Hela also put away her playfulness at this time, and her expression became solemn, and she could see that the staff was even more powerful than Gungnir.
"Hela, let's decide the winner. After Evenson endured the disgust, he pointed Sargeras's scepter at Hela and provoked, "Or are you scared." β
Evenson was very anxious right now, Sargeras's scepter was not an artifact that he could fully control now, and although there was no machine spirit in it that could deceive people, its ability to destroy everything was indiscriminate.
He is now completely relying on the amplification of the demon's transformation to be able to use it temporarily. Once the demon's transformation is lifted, he will be devoured by it in an instant.
"Okay. The ground occupied by Hela suddenly rose slowly, revealing the full picture, and it was only when people realized that it was a huge blade, probably the legendary sword of the mountain, "I confess that there is no weapon I have made that one that can compare to that one. β
"So..."Hela stood on top of the big sword and slowly rose into the air, and then it seemed that the whole world shook, and among the countless mountain peaks, countless blades flew into the air, and finally gathered together, which can be described as covering the sky and the sun, "Although it is unfair, let me use all the weapons stored here as a gift in return!"
These weapons did not attack Evenson from all directions as they had just done, but were completely gathered together, like earthly serpents made of steel, spitting sharp snake cores at Evenson.
"It's good!" Evenson swung his scepter forward, pumping all the magic in his body into it, without using any magic or activating the senseless qualities of the scepter, to exert as much of its devastating power as possible. The green energy condensed into the entity rolled forward like a whirlwind in the scepter's body. Slammed into the steel serpent.
In an instant, the world fell silent, as if the existence of sound had been destroyed. You don't know how long it's been since then, it could be a minute, it could be a day.
But when all the smoke cleared, Evenson's demonic transformation had been lifted, and Sargeras's scepter had been put away, and he was now slumped on the ground without a figure.
Hela slowly came to him at this time, the hideous helmet on her head had changed back into long black hair, and she pinched her waist and said to Evenson, "Very well, I now grant you permission to bow to me." β
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