The overwhelming wind and snow almost obscured everything, and the white-armored ice knights loomed in the snow, and the cold and hard killing intent gilded the transparent frost edge on their armor.

These Knights of the Final Frost, who had originated from the realm of war, stood silently in front of Odin, perhaps a hundred thousand, perhaps a million, an endless phalanx stretching towards the sky to the end of the horizon. They are the most loyal and brave warriors, the most perfect war creations that have been cultivated after so many years of division and merger of the World Tree Nation.

At the same time, they are also the greatest power Loki has received in the three thousand hundred years he has been at the helm of the World Tree.

No fear, no fatigue, always the strongest fighting spirit, proficient in almost all combat techniques...... It can be said that, except for the slight lack of absolute strength of a single body, any Frost Knight can easily knock several times the lord-level life of his own to the ground. Although in terms of strength level, each of them only has a two-star elite under Su Zhenxue's standard.

The conversation between the Father and the Son continues.

"So, my child, even if you don't hesitate to use this power, are you going to stop me?"

Odin turned around slowly, and at this moment, the millions of Frost Knights behind him seemed to have become his subordinates, no, this has become an established fact!

The pale blue thunder fell from the sky, giving them a thorough baptism, and the original shining World Tree logo on the knight's armor was transformed into a blue lightning bolt that split through the dark clouds after an indescribable twist, "But, after all, it's just something like that." ”

Sighing, the white-haired old man stretched out his right hand, and the pitch-black thunderclouds condensed into a ball of light that shimmered with tiny lightning on his fingertips, "This time, your mother won't intercede for you anymore." ”

"Isn't that because you sent her into eternal sleep with your own hands!"

A surging golden flame ignited on Loki's forehead, and he stood up trembling under the terrifying pressure of the old man in front of him, which seemed to be a whole world.

There was a tiny popping sound coming from his body, a natural reaction of the material shell he had used for thousands of years to the weight of a weight that he could not bear completely.

However, it doesn't matter.

In this timeline, the only people who always care about him are his father, mother, and brother. But now?

After elevating himself to Orlaug, Odin was no longer the god-king he was familiar with. Even from the moment the timeline of the World Tree Nation was divided, he already had this premonition, but when he really faced this 'person' who didn't know what to call him, Loki suddenly found that he really had nothing to say.

Of the thirty-six timelines, almost all of Frigga chose to sleep, and only in this timeline did she never give up trying to save it all, even if she knew from the beginning that this possibility was zero.

Although he is reluctant to admit it, it has to be said that his brother, Thor, this time made the right choice more than any previous one, and rebelled. Even if this rebellion is nothing more than a ridiculous childish joke in front of him.

"But, no matter what, we always choose a different future, don't we?"

"Perhaps," the old man lowered his head, he was so tall that he had to bend slightly to make eye contact with Loki, "Remember, my last proud child, this is a journey without a future, and what I am going to challenge is the strongest and most evil transcendent that has ever appeared in the entire Void, no one knows how strong she is, and the probability of victory may be only one in a billion, or maybe none at all." To prevent you from becoming a drag on my soul, I'm sorry, my child, goodbye. ”

The pitch-black thunderball easily pierced through all the power he had gathered, and the black ice instantly froze him into another silent sculpture, just like his brother.

"It's a pity," the old man sighed infinitely, stroking the top of the ice sculpture's head, "Possibility, this kind of thing, is too fragile and too easy to interfere with." The reality is so cruel, I didn't take that step, I didn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of her, and I finally regret it a little now, why did I carry out such a stupid self-dismantling at that time?"

However, it is still too late to correct this mistake. ”

......

"The tree is withered. ”

Under the gorgeous golden crown is an incomparably delicate face, behind the beaded curtain of gems condensed by time, a pair of eyes that seem to condense all the beautiful things of the world quietly watch the fierce fighting chess pieces in the black and white nineteen paths.

"Isn't that the way it should be?"

The black-robed monarch who played against her fell and killed a small piece of sunspot, "What he is going to challenge is the strongest one in the void!"

The black chess pieces suddenly jumped out of the chessboard, turned into dozens of ghosts as tall as mountains, roared into the dead water of dead white foam, and fought with the rotten bones.

"No, no, no, this kind of thing, I'm still not used to it!"

"Tarteius, you're still so frizzy. ”

"No, Dongyue, it's just a little hobby of mine, and when I don't like it anymore, then there's no need for it to continue to exist. ”

"Well, you're always right. As soon as the black-robed monarch pushed the chessboard, one hundred and eighty white sons jumped out at the same time, turning into a vigorous dragon to participate in this chaotic battle.

"Even though you have convinced me yourself, I must remind you that there is only one likely consequence of this. He stared at his fingers as if there was something strange up there.

"I understand without you saying it," the gold-crowned source consciousness fluttered in the wind, "but who ordered me to stay in that hellish place all the time and deal with all that mess for them?"

"I'm the source consciousness of the Shadow Country, not a garbage recycling station!"

Looking at this distorted goddess with a distorted face, the Taishan Mansion Monarch, who had specially rushed here from the Heavenly Court Divine Domain, sighed helplessly, sure enough, it was impossible to persuade her to go back, but if the Shadow Country was really broken in the next battle, it would be a lot of trouble at that time!

"You're trying to stop me too?"

"No, no, how could it be. After denying the three companies, his figure gradually disappeared, "Then, agree to my only request, my friend, with our 17,000-year-old friendship as a witness, promise me, if it really doesn't work, go back to where you should be, otherwise, you will really die!"

Glancing deeply at the gray shadow he left behind, the Supreme of the Shadow Nation shook his head, "It's too late, my friend. If it's possible, let's see you in the next life!"