Maintaining the appearance of a hideous wolf, Fenrir Wolf smiled and replied with a frown. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Why should I regret it, can you give me a reason to regret it? Tyr, my brother! ”

"Father, the king who is open to you. Didn't what you did to him make you regret it? ”

"Odin, you mean that damn bad old man. I'm sorry, Tyr, I don't think of him as my father anymore. Now I am Fenrir the demon wolf, not the blind man I used to be, the Hoddle who you insulted. So there's not a little bit of possibility, and what you're saying moves me. ”

The huge wolf lowered his head and spoke, the snort that came out of his throat from time to time, as piercing as a mocking chuckle. In this case, it is impossible to satisfy Tyr.

"That's your father, the father who has helped you cultivate for countless nights and taught you carefully. He is the father who always has high hopes for you when everyone is disgusted with you. How can you say such a thing, Hoddle, you have disappointed me so much! ”

"Disappointed? I'm the one who was disappointed! ”

He shook his head violently, letting the saliva from the corners of his mouth spill around, and Fenrir's face showed a hideous and crazy expression.

"High hopes? Is it to have high hopes for me as a shadow of Balder's fellow, whose guards have been beating me day and night, and making me accept swords and fights as a blind man at a complete loss? It's so ridiculous, he never asked me what I wanted, he just simply put what he thought on me, he never cared if I was in pain or not, willing or not! ”

"It is our tradition and nature that every father in Asgard will teach his children to fight. Moreover, is it what you want to be? ”

Gripping his sword, Tyr began to glare at his unreasonable brother. He already felt like he couldn't communicate with Fenrir like this. Because now he felt that Fenrir's mind was full of resentment and madness, and in this case, the blade and fist were much more powerful than the tongue.

"This ghostly look, how can you use such words to describe my current body."

Wagging its huge tail, the demon wolf showed a strange appearance, it bit its tail like a real wolf, scratching its ears with its hind paws, and its pleasant appearance made people look weird. However, Fenrir did not think so, on the contrary, he was very satisfied with his performance.

"Don't you think my current body is perfect? Strong! I can clearly see any creature in this world, using my claws and sharp teeth to catch prey and enjoy blood food. Isn't this kind of body ten thousand times stronger than the invisible and weak body before it? ”

"Enough, Hoddle, you've changed, and you've become a monster at heart! Since it doesn't make sense, then I can only use the sword to make you enlightened. As long as it can bring you to your senses, I don't mind crippling you. ”

Tyr abruptly stopped Fenrir's crazy words, then raised the Excalibur in his hand and shouted at him. It was a choice he made, a choice that would allow his brother to turn back. But he never understood that there were people who could never turn back.

"Crippled? Don't forget, Tyr, I'm a cripple. Why, as my older brother, my only brother, do you want to see me turn into that hateful form again, into that pathetic form again, and then cry and seek refuge in you? ”

Speaking of this, Fenrir's already extremely hideous wolf face showed an even more ferocious and terrifying expression. It was the expression of choice, the most thirst for blood and soul, and the target of Fenrir with that expression was Tyr, his only brother.

"I'm no longer the cowardly Hoddle, I'm Fenrir now. You and I are no longer brothers, Tyr. I have abandoned the blood of Asgard and accepted the blood of the dragon to become a real monster, and I no longer have the slightest relationship with you and Asgard. So, don't force me to kill you. When that time comes, I won't show mercy. ”

"Won't there be mercy? You're thinking too highly of yourself! Tyr had made up his mind, and he didn't want to say any more nonsense, but pointed at the demon wolf opposite him with the Tyr Blade in his hand, and said disdainfully to him. I am the god of war of Asgard, an invincible being. You're naïve, a guy who has turned into a monster wants to defeat me! ”

"Then give it a try!" Suddenly, with a wolf howl, Fenrir immediately turned into a black hurricane with almost no form, and instantly pounced on Tyr. And with his movements and roars, the wolves that spread all over the mountains also rioted, and like a huge colony of ants gathered together, they were densely packed and rushed towards the camp of Asgard like a gray tide.

From the very beginning, Fenrir had no intention of playing a fair game with Tyr. It knew very well what a powerful god this brother of its former was, if he hadn't cut off a hand, he would only be under Odin now. And even so, he is the most powerful deity in Asgard.

Fighting alone with such a guy, Fenrir didn't think he could do that. So it unleashed its own race, sending the demon wolves that shed the blood of their own monsters to raid Asgard's camp in order to disturb Tyr's mind in this way.

This is war, not combat. Even if Tyr were to defeat him, his army would be wiped out by his descendants and the dark gnomes. At that point, the defenses of Asgard would be completely broken, and the long-running enemy would soon be able to destroy the kingdom he hated. And even if he loses now, he is the one who wins the entire war in the end. So, Fenrir was completely emboldened.

Fenrir understands this, and Tyr is naturally very clear about it. And unlike Fenrir's fearlessness, Tyr's heart was on fire. He couldn't let Fenrir wipe out all the warriors under his command, let alone let Asgard's defenses collapse, so he immediately burst out with twelve points of strength.

The Greatsword of Light reappeared, and Tyr's swing turned the huge Sword of Light into a canopy that covered the sky and the sun, enveloping almost all the space around Fenrir like a sweeping wave. This puts Fenrir in a situation where there is no way to escape, but for it, there is no need for it to run away at all.

He is Fenrir, the former god of darkness. The darkness is his refuge, his shield and his armor. In the dark, he could hide anywhere, and on that premise, Tyr's attacks were of little use.

By simply turning his body into formless darkness, Fenrir easily avoided the edge of Tyr's greatsword, and the next moment, his figure appeared behind Tyr, and then roared and tore at his head.

Transformed into a demon wolf, its fangs can tear through the strongest armor and shields, and its mouth has the power to devour all things. Therefore, as long as it bites, even Tyr, the god of war, will definitely not end well.

However, Tyr, who already knew Fenrir's ability, could let it bite him so easily.

At this moment, his majestic body leaned back sharply, like a rushing train, directly into the chest of the giant wolf, and then he bent backwards, and the blade of Tyr's sword pierced directly through Fenrir's left forelimb, causing the ferocious demon wolf to roar in pain in an instant.

And this was not the end, because by this time Tyr had already grabbed the demon wolf's neck and twisted it out with a roar of rage.

The figure of the demon wolf fell straight to the ground like a black meteor, and on top of him, Tyr clenched his sword in one hand and stomped on his throat, stamping him in the vital point, leaving him with no possibility of making any more movements.

In this case, Fenrir's body fell heavily to the ground. While killing countless wolf cubs, it also made him let out a painful wail of his own. It's not that he didn't think about turning into darkness and avoiding such damage. But Tyrfeng's strength limited the power in his body, interrupting all possibilities for him to change like this.

Looking at Fenrir, who had almost completely allowed himself to be slaughtered, Tyr shook his eyebrows, and immediately pulled out the Tyre's blade on the demon wolf's forelimbs, and stabbed the blade towards the giant wolf's throat with a loud shout.

If he is pierced into the vital point by the sword of the god of war like this, even if he has turned into a monster, he will not escape the end of death. So, between the lightning and flint, Fenrir shrank suddenly, and let out a cry of crying for mercy that only a wolfhound can have.

"Don't, don't! Tyr, my brother. Don't kill me, let me go, please! ”

Fenrir, who lowered his eyebrows and looked pitiful and pleading, was completely devoid of the madness and viciousness he had just now, and like all the dogs who were scared and had their tails between them, he looked obscene and unbearable now, without the majesty of a demon wolf at all.

But it was such an unbearable face, but it immediately made Tyr stop his movements, and he couldn't be ruthless anymore. Anyway, it's his younger brother. In the face of his brother's plea, the sword in Tyr's hand seemed to have taken root, and he could not take a single step forward.

And seeing that Tyr was really merciful, Fenrir's eyes immediately moved with a treacherous look. In an instant, its massive body turned into countless tiny streamers of dark light and disappeared at Tyr's feet.

And then, these tiny dark streamers turned into the appearance of hideous wolves, grinning and swooping down on Tyr's body with hideous faces.

Murderous and bloodthirsty, he leaves no mercy at all. (To be continued.) )