Kama Taj.

The Ancient One, who had been paying attention to the war, suddenly set his sights on the rest of the Nine Realms.

The World Tree system is still slowly changing, and the constricting dimension shifts the Nine Realms towards their intended positions, and although they are thousands of light-years away from each other, they gradually form a circle centered on the Earth on the gravitational level.

The impact of this change was so great that even the most powerful seals and enchantments were destroyed.

"She's coming out." Gu Yi said softly.

"Who, who's coming out?" The fat man standing next to him was puzzled.

"Goddess of death, Hela," said the Ancient One. ”

Hela?

Wang Fatzi's face changed greatly, and the whole person felt bad: "She's coming out?" It's broken, it's broken, the Nine Realms are going to be messed up, Ragnarok is about to begin, Asgard is going to be destroyed, and the situation in the universe is going to change! ”

"It's not that serious."

Gu Yi had a faint smile on his face: "I believe that the Great Immortal Wang can solve everything." ”

……

……

Heim Underworld.

Snakes of lightning flew in the sky, destroying thousands of undead.

The lightning dissipated, and the Spirit of the Storm appeared.

He held a broad greatsword in his hand, and there was an air elemental demigod floating in the sky next to him—

Prince of Sunderland.

At this moment, the two elemental beings looked at the distant sky at the same time.

That's the direction of Hela's Hades.

There is a condensation of two-thirds of the death energy of the entire Heim Underworld, which has been imprisoned by the golden seal of Asgard all along, but now it has become manic, and it has rushed towards the golden seal again and again.

The originally incomparably strong seal became more and more loosened in this Heavenly Father-level impact, and the golden light disappeared one by one, and the color became darker and darker, and it might not be long before it completely disappeared.

"Hela is getting out of trouble."

Prince Sunderland stared at the illusion of Hela conjured up in the sky above the Hades, and a touch of nostalgia appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that there is Hela in this world, and she is also the goddess of death." Compared to Hela in Azeroth, it's not bad at all. ”

"Have you seen Hela?" Storm Spirit was curious.

"I fought against her during the Dark Empire."

"She's a very remarkable witch, even stronger than all the Titan Guardians in magic, and I'm no match for her, not before, and not now," said Prince Sunderland. ”

"Isn't there still me!"

The Storm Spirit comforted, "Do you think we can defeat her together?" ”

Prince Sunderland took a closer look at Storm Spirit.

Then he looked at it a few more times, trying to roll his eyes.

He is the second-ranked wind elemental demigod in Azeroth, second only to the wind elemental lord Orakir in strength, and according to the standards of this world, he has actually reached the sub-heavenly father level.

But that was once.

In the wars with the fire elemental plane, he was personally defeated by the fire elemental lord Ragnaros, and then destroyed the elemental body, sealed the soul, and became extremely weak.

During this period of battle, although his soul had passed the period of weakness and was no worse than the peak moment, without an elemental body, his overall strength was still slightly worse than back then.

As for Storm Spirit?

It is the elemental clone of the Great Immortal Wang, whether it is strength or realm, it is one grade lower than the Great Immortal Wang, that is, the level of the Great Grandmaster, in fact, it is not as good as himself at the peak moment, and it is almost the same as his current self.

The two join forces, it's not as simple as 1+1=2, but no matter how strong they are, they can't reach the level of Heavenly Father, and how can they be Hela's opponents?

"I feel like we should retreat strategically." Prince Sunderland proposed.

"You're right." Storm Spirit nodded.

The two were about to leave—

Suddenly, a violent roar was heard.

The sky was filled with golden light, and then it was completely dimmed, and a terrifying momentum oppressed them, and the threat of death came to them.

"Can't seem to run away?" Prince Sunderland smiled wryly, neither of us is teleporting, this is the end of it.

"Then don't run." Storm Spirit said.

I don't know why, he suddenly became confident, it seems that Hela has nothing to fear, isn't it Heavenly Father, but that's it.

This surprised the Prince of Sunderland, who did not understand who gave him confidence.

Of course, the Great Immortal Wang is much stronger than Hela, but from such a distance, and he is fighting to the death with Odin, how can he have the energy to take care of you?

"It's been so long in my house, it's time for you to die!"

The fog of death quickly parted, and Hela came along.

Prince Sunderland sighed.

It's impossible to say that he is nervous, he is also a demigod who has seen the world, and he has even experienced such a tragic war during the Dark Empire, and a mere Hela is naturally nothing, but it is a pity that he has only been in this world for less than two years, and he is about to leave, which is really a little unwilling.

"Death?"

A playful smile appeared on the Storm Spirit's face, "Are you sure it's my death, not your own?" ”

It's mine?

Hela was about to say something when she suddenly looked up in a certain direction.

She saw a flash of light.

Thunder roared, piercing the barrier of space and bringing the threat of death.

For some reason, Hela always felt that the thunder light was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

She thought about it and suddenly realized:

Yes, Eternal Spear!

Of course, it wasn't the Eternal Spear, it didn't have a little Asgardian divine power on it, but it didn't look any worse than the Eternal Lance, how could there be a second identical artifact in the entire universe?

Before she had time to think about it, Hela gave it her all.

She raised her hands, and black spikes appeared, flying towards the thunderbolt.

The first spike shattered, re-transformed into pure death energy, and then completely annihilated by the lightning light.

Then the second, the third, the hundredth.

Finally, the thunder light disappeared completely, revealing the true face of the artifact.

It's a gun, a spear that's almost identical to the Eternal Spear!

The spear frustrated, streaked through the air and landed in the hands of the Storm Spirit.

Fierce winds and thunder poured into the spear from his body, and there was an indescribable resonance between one person and one shot, as if this gun was prepared for him, and even the momentum continued to rise, and he was soon promoted to the level of a demigod.

Just like the former Prince of Sunderland, he is now a veritable air elemental demigod.

The Storm Spirit raised his hand and toss—

The wind sword flew into the hands of Prince Sunderland.

Holding the wind sword in his hand, Prince Sunderland's face showed a human expression.

It's nostalgia, it's hesitation, then it's firmness, it's joy.

This sword is his body and his imprisonment.

And now, the confinement of the sword body has completely disappeared, and he has regained his free body-

And that's just the beginning.

A portal opens.

Then the big hand that had been chubby reached out and stuffed a storm into the body of the prince of Sunderland.

"It's ...... The power that belongs to Aurakir is the origin power of the wind elemental plane, a mixture of the primordial air and the eternal air of Azeroth, and is ...... Part of the authority of the wind element? ”

The storm entered his body, and the body of the Prince of Sunderland suddenly became larger, almost 100 meters tall, and it was more condensed than before.

After only a dozen seconds, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and finally it was extremely strong.

"I became an Elemental Lord?"

Although he is far away from Azeroth and does not have the support of the Endless Wind of Azeroth, his strength is not as strong as Orakir in the original Azeroth, but he is still stronger than himself at the peak.

This is the realm of the Father.

Even from the level of Heavenly Father, it is not far off.

"Is it enough now?" Storm Spirit asked.

"Enough!"

The Prince of Sunderland is eager to rush up and fight Hela.

"Don't worry, our enemy is not Hela."

The Spirit of the Storm stops Prince Sunderland.

If it's not Hela, then who? The Prince of Sunderland was a little puzzled.

"It's a more interesting guy."

Suddenly, there was a wave of space, and the two disappeared.

Seeing the two disappear, Hela frowned slightly.

She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't stop it at all, so she could only watch the other party leave.

"Odin is fighting that Director Wang?"

"No matter which of them wins, I'm not an opponent...... Gotta leave! ”

The idea had just emerged and had to be extinguished.

She sensed a second spatial fluctuation.

An old king condensed from cold ice appeared.