Luo Wei suddenly felt that Verrigan's fist was out of his hands.

Looking at the forging blueprints of the Hand of Antusur again, he finally made up his mind.

Whole one!

Then he began to explore the flight method of the flame divine power, and came to a clearing, and his body was covered with flames.

The temperature of the flames rose sharply, and at the same time began to surge rapidly, and Luo Wei gradually felt the lift, his body fluttered, and slowly left the ground.

However, as soon as he rose a few centimeters, he almost fell and had to fall to the ground again.

After half an hour of trying, the flame flight still didn't make progress, and every time it rose slightly, he struggled to maintain his balance.

The fundamental reason lies in the lack of control over divine powers. According to Odin, a skilled divine power person can drive divine power like an arm and finger, and use it freely, but Luo Wei is obviously still far from this realm.

If Odin's use of divine power is like an arm to make a finger, then Luo Wei's use of divine power is probably "like a foot to make a toe cover", full of rustiness and estrangement.

Luo Wei groped slowly, and a middle-aged officer walked over, this was his direct superior.

Due to the small number of people, the Asgardian army has only one official formation, that is, squads, and all legions and camps are directly composed of squads.

However, between the squad leader and the chief and deputy commander of the legion, there are also middle-level officers, but most of them are also the captain of a squad, and the official establishment is only a team, so they are also called captains. Sometimes, of course, the Asgardians, for the sake of distinction, also refer to mid-level officers as squadron leaders or group leaders.

"Captain." Luo Wei greeted, dissipating the flames on his body.

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled politely.

Although his military rank is higher, he is not a divine power, and his combat effectiveness is probably not as good as that of Luo Wei, plus Luo Wei talks and laughs with Hela and Heimd from time to time, so he is naturally very polite.

"Rowe, I have a combat mission for you. We've found traces of a bunch of remnant demons, between ten and twenty, and I'd like your team to clean them up. You shouldn't say no, right? ”

"Of course." Luo Wei readily agreed, "Actually, I'm enough alone. ”

"I know that your holy light magic is a demon nemesis, but after all, there are more than a dozen people on the other side, and I don't recommend you go alone." The middle-aged man said.

"Don't worry, there will be no accidents." Luo Wei said.

Zatanos and the Great Demons had either run away or died a long time ago, and the other demons could only be beaten in the face of the Holy Light, only a dozen of them, even if he couldn't defeat them, he could retreat calmly.

The reason why Luo Wei went alone was naturally because there were more than thirty years of revenge in a hundred times, and seeing that the war was coming to an end, the demon of Warnerheim was about to be gone, and of course he had to kill it quickly.

Rowe then sets off for the remnant demon's stronghold.

The stronghold was located in a valley surrounded by dense forests, and when Rowe arrived, he walked around for a while before finally approaching the demon's hideout.

At the same time, in some hidden corner of the valley.

A Warner mortal youth was tied to a tree with a terrified expression: "Don't kill me...... Please don't kill me......"

A blue-skinned demon walked over with a dagger in one hand and a bucket in the other, grinning, "Don't worry, you'll see your companion soon." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he plunged his dagger into the young man's neck, and blood rolled into the barrel.

The young man was terrified and trembled, and with a large amount of blood loss, his complexion quickly turned pale, and after a while his head drooped, and there was no movement.

After receiving the blood, the blue-skinned demon turned around with the bucket and said, "Old thing, it's better to have enough blood this time." Otherwise, we would be dead, and the Asgardians would have discovered us. ”

In front of him, a gray-skinned demon with some wrinkles on his face frowned, his fingers dipped in blood and repeatedly sketched on the ground, supplementing a complex circular pattern with a diameter of more than two meters, while muttering, "What is wrong......

There were also more than a dozen demons around, most of them with gloomy expressions, and many of them had injuries on their bodies.

One of them suddenly said, "I say, have you really read the Necronomicon?" ”

"Of course. I'm sure I'm drawing 99 percent of the same as the "Gates of Hell" in the Necronomicon book, except for a slight problem. The Grey-Skinned Demon said.

"You'd better hurry. I have a hunch that we won't see the sun tomorrow. A demon said.

Hell also has no sun, so obviously, this phrase has two meanings, they will either return to hell tomorrow or die here.

The demons were silent, and the gray-skinned demons were still pondering the magic array of the Hell Gate, their brows furrowed.

"Someone's coming." One of the demons said suddenly, looking nervous, as he clenched the spear in his hand.

The other demons also stood up one after another, looking wary.

However, what they didn't expect was that it was a charming-looking, scantily clad female demon staggering over.

As if she had been seriously injured, she suddenly fell to the ground, her slender and pink waist twisting at an attractive angle.

All the demons were stunned, and even the old demon who had drawn the circle couldn't help but look up.

"Hurry up and draw your magic array!" The blue-skinned demon spoke, and then walked towards the charming female demon who fell to the ground.

"This young lady, I don't know which one of your lords you are?" Several demons approached, revealing their lust unabashedly.

The female devil's eyes were hollow and she was silent.

Seeing this, a demon actually started directly, pinched his claws in the dark, and then frowned: "Hey, this feels wrong......

At this moment, Rowe leaped from a great height, and the holy light of the Fist of Verrigan unleashed.

Receive the blessings of the Light!

Hammer of Blessing!

"Boom, boom, boom!" The Hammer of Blessing slashed through a spiral line, killing several demons around the female demon on the spot.

"Asgardians!" All the demons were shocked.

"It's him! I've seen this guy on the battlefield...... He, he ...... "One demon was particularly frightened, pointing at Rovi's hammer that emitted holy light, his voice trembling.

Immediately, he ran directly to the old demon and said in fear and eagerness: "Hurry, it's too late!" ”

"What the hell is wrong...... the old demon is also sweating profusely, covering his head with one hand, and looking at the Hell Gate magic array in front of him with wide eyes.

Luo Wei's side had already started a killing spree, and the holy light of the Viligan fist in his hand was brilliant, and a demon died on the spot in three or two clicks.

After a while, there were only five demons left, two of them gathered around the Hell Gate circle, and the remaining three were so frightened by Luo Wei that they broke down and fled.

Luo Wei hurriedly pursued, and with great effort, he killed all the three demons who escaped, and then turned back, ready to deal with the last two.

Just when he returned to the demon stronghold and could already see the two demons, the old demon suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Found it!" ”

He dipped his fingers in the blood and quickly added a few strokes to the circle.