It's not funny at all.

The Destroyer's Armor's highest level of divine flame, the temperature is comparable to a solar flare, and the name given by the system is [Sun Ray]!

The attack power has reached this point, even if it is weakened compared to the Destroyer armor under the highest authority, but not to mention the little oracle of Vostagg, even an existence of the level of an ancient boss will be injured if he is not careful.

At this critical moment, Sif killed!

The sturdy Asgardian goddess of war descended from the sky, kicking the ceiling of the bank's ruins, transforming a magical sword from Odin into a spear with a thunderous blow.

It's too fast.

The Destroyer, who was gathering divine flames to deliver a killing blow to Voldag, reacted unpleasantly, although he continued to use most of his magic power to prepare for the bombardment under the effect of inertia, but the spikes on the back armor of the Destroyer instantly softened, transforming into an existence similar to liquid metal, and instantly shot out dozens of spikes two or three meters long, trying to stab Sif in mid-air.

Only stab the air!

The Asgardian warrior was just a long streak of scattered bricks and stones in mid-air, and in this moment, she made a Z-shaped maneuver, dodging all the spikes.

The Destroyer's helmet has a strange flash of red light, as if to express an expression called 'surprised'.

Without looking back, in its 360-degree spherical vision, a dark and long blade stabbed back.

"Shhhh

With a sound that seemed to be a brute force slicing through thin iron sheets, the long blade of the artifact spear pierced through the back of the Destroyer's armor, crushing downward, through its empty interior, and out of its chest.

That's not all, the head of the gun burst out with a bright brilliance of divine power.

"It's done! a beautiful one-hit kill!" rushed to Vandal to prove once again that he was a crow's mouth!

If the target is a flesh-and-blood being, it feels like the blow is enough to split the entire body in half from the chest.

Unfortunately, the essence of the Destroyer is an armor. Even if it is an artifact, the inanimate nature of the armor itself will not change.

Sif knew this, too, and what she wanted to destroy was the Destroyer's theorized core of energy in her chest.

Unfortunately, such an attack is pointless!

Moreover, she has not yet confirmed the power of this blow, so naturally she will not let her weapon be withdrawn from the enemy's body casually, as a seasoned fighter, it is also part of the tactics to expand the enemy's wound at the right time.

She was a little unwilling, and tried hard to pull the blade of the spear horizontally.

There is a professional term in this world called 'greedy knife'!

Some things just go too far.

If you are greedy for a little extra attack output, you will likely pay with your life.

The massive body of the Destroyer's armor suddenly made a strange "click" sound. In less than a tenth of a second, its head turned 180 degrees, and it was facing Wastagg's door and was strangely facing Sif .

That's not all, the joints on the armor all take on the characteristics of a robot.

If it is a human or humanoid, because of the meniscus on the knee of the human body, as well as the elbow and other structures, it is destined to be unable to really make anti-joint movements.

Mechanical creations do not have this limitation.

The Destroyer's two forearms and two calves swung as soon as they swung backwards. In the next moment, the thumbs on his two armors became pinky, and the pinky fingers thickened into thumbs.

The original face-down posture suddenly became an almost supine position.

All of this happened in a very short period of time.

Even more terrifying was the counterattack of the Destroyer's armor.

Originally, the destroyer's 'killing with a sister in his arms' was categorically unsuccessful.

The bad thing is that after Sif stabbed in the air, the whole person stood on the back of the Destroyer. At this moment, her metal leg armor was actually stuck by the spikes emerging from the Destroyer's body.

To dodge, she first had to take off her boots.

It's not that easy. To prevent the boots from falling off, Sif tied the straps of the boots tightly, like every seasoned warrior. What can be taken off in a moment?

With a single hesitation, Sif was already clutched by the Destroyer's metal arms. One person and one armor, like the closest lovers dancing a veneer dance, the chest and abdomen are almost all together. The spikes that extended from the metal armor's hands and chest pierced Sif in his artifact armor with a piercing "creaking" sound.

The most terrifying thing is that the Destroyer's ultimate that was originally blasted at Wostagg was instead given to Siv in his arms.

The golden energy of the sun grew stronger and stronger in the dark helmet hollow.

Time seems to have frozen!

At this moment, Hogan and Vandal were still two salted fish who were shouting 666 a moment ago, and what they were thinking about was how to fish out the fat big brother Vostagg when Shif's spear pierced the enemy.

A little farther away, Thor, who stretched out half of a dog's head to peep at the battle situation, was even more shocked.

For the first time, he hated himself so much for losing his divine powers.

With the power of a mere mortal, he couldn't help the Destroyer Armor at all.

Even if Sif tried his last effort to burst out his divine power, he tried to destroy the other party first. But Odin's armor is not so easy to handle.

If she doesn't want to admit it, she must admit that at this moment she is powerless.

"I'm done!"

Fear, frozen on Sif's handsome face.

"No—" Thor let out a bitter wail.

The three warriors of Asgard are all colorless.

At this moment, no one except Hogan and Vandal noticed that a small portal with golden sparks suddenly opened under Sif Shif's feet.

"Poof-" That's the sound of some slurry shooting.

Sif didn't react at all, and was sprayed all over her ass by a large cloud of white cloudy liquid.

In the next moment, the leg armor straps on her heels were all broken. Two evil hands grabbed her ankles.

"Whew!"

In the moments before the sun's rays hit the sky, Sif was dragged backwards.

Behind a dilapidated building thirty meters away, Sif fell into a puddle of cloudy white liquid that was a little unacceptable to her.

"Bah!ahhh

Mei Dazheng gentleman entered the mode of indecent indecency. He swore that he would let the system help record it by the way.

Ahem, it looks easy to think crookedly, the royal sister's whole body is in a state of 'big tatters' with broken armor and torn clothes, and she is also stained with white turbidity, if it weren't for the fact that her eyes are still spitting fire, it must be very much like a doll that has been broken.

"Well, that's just a [slippery oil] squirt of magic. That thing is for lubrication, a bit like Vaseline...... "Mei Jiecao found himself a little unable to speak.