"The long-awaited battle! Ha! ”

El looked at Soul, who was walking slowly, and laughed in a low voice, and at the same time, a strong battle intent burst out in his eyes, such an evenly matched opponent is really hard to find.

Rumble! A huge wind pressure was suddenly generated, the Force tides were like waves crashing against rocks, the power of the small universe attracted the brilliance of the stars, and the mixture was like one, and with the sound of El's breathing, this was originally a place of flames, and layers of ice were generated.

The red flames and the blue glaciers form a strange scenery in Muspelheim, which is constantly burning all year round.

"When was the last time you saw ice? Oh, and Ymir was still alive then. Sirter looked at El with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

However, since he is the holder of Levadin, it is not surprising that he can have this kind of power.

The sound of water and fire intertwined came from the place where the two of them confronted each other, like two huge bubbles, and both of them bent their knees at the same time.

"Bet on Levadin!"

"The winner wins!"

"Death to the loser!"

The Flame Sword flew out and stuck in the center of the battlefield, like a knight in the Middle Ages, and Sirt intersected with Li Luo's sword whip.

Ice and demonic fire, long whips and holy swords, fighting spirit, under the steel boots, ice chips splashed.

Soult wielded a long whip, the temperature that could turn the rock into lava, but in the face of El's ice, it could only be turned into ice water, and it could not completely evaporate.

Powerful and muscular, with a nimble that does not fit his body, Sirter and Elr are entangled, and the flaming whip can be transformed into a spear or a sword, but Sirter is fully proficient in wielding it.

The law of man's concentration on one thing does not hold true in Soult's body, and the near-eternal years have tempered the body of the king of the fire giants, honed the memory of this strong man, how skillful and powerful.

Twilight's sword cuts through El's armor, and El leaves another wound on the Fire Giant's King.

The cold ice that brings the power of Netherworld death, the demonic fire that incinerates all things, is the ultimate collision and immortal thought, the sword that collides in an instant, and the instant separation, the terrifying qi crushes all together. The dusk-colored sword qi swayed, it was Balmonk, no, it was far more advanced Divine Sword Gramm!

The fire burns the heavens and the earth, dyes everything red, Muspelheim is finally bathed in flames, and the Sirte in Muspelheim has infinite strength, infinite energy, and even ** has the power of super-fast regeneration.

"Whew! Call! Call! With a heavy panting, El could feel his physical strength climb to the limit, and Sirte's old body, although it looked shaky, still stubbornly persisted. 、

"You're no match for me, human bug!" Soult's great sword suppressed El, and with purple lightning jumping in El's eyes, he actually gave up Gramm in his hand.

"Diamond Star Fist!" The fist swung with all his strength made Sirter feel the smell of death. "Feel it, I burst with all my strength and shatter the absolute zero of the stars!"

With the roar, everything around them turned into ice sculptures, and even the monstrous flames were frozen into a fixed state, and with the swing of the fist, they fell like snowflakes and beautiful stars, scattering white snowflakes like pearls and jade, freezing and shattering everything.

Peng!

"How is that possible!" What Soult saw was a pair of thunder and lightning jumping eyes, a shattered body, a forbidden demonic fire, the immortal fire trembling slightly, the absolute zero of everything frozen, and the victory of death in the cold silence of the universe.

"How is that possible!" However, the scarlet flames rose into the sky again. "Just human!"

The thick layer of ice was turned into flowing water by the flames that rose into the sky, and then dried and evaporated in an instant, and the ice covering Sirte was instantly shattered, and the flames erupted again, even more ferocious and exaggerated than before. El was knocked out in an instant, and a powerful sense of oppression came from the other party's body.

El wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Soult in the flames with a calm expression.

"Do you even have to lose your old book? Sirte, it's ridiculous. Dedicated to the world the ultimate flame lord. The figure flickered rapidly, and the dark aura wrapped around the blade of Gramm's sword.

"But that's not enough! Soul, that old body is a drag on you, no matter how much fire, no matter how much power, it's just an ornament. ”

The flames scorched El's body, and a sharp pain came from the nerve endings, but El didn't care in the slightest, the closer he got to Sirte, the hotter it became, and the closer he got to Sirte, the closer he seemed to get closer to the end.

Cloaked in lava, spitting flames, and with horns on his head, Sirte has completely returned to his original appearance, full of savage hideousness and ruggedness.

"Drink!" The sword pierced straight into Soul's heart, and his tall body fell like a mountain, but in an instant, the flames rekindled.

"I am immortal!" Soult was showing an astonishing immortality at this time.

"Cut, under these eyes, nothing is immortal!" In El's eyes, the Fire Giant King's body was full of dead lines and dead spots, and Gram swung his sword and slashed at the thickest one.

"I didn't even cut it." Although Gram destroyed part of Sirte's body, Sirte was still recovering.

"No way, even Sirte can't be unscathed in the face of my blow, what the hell is the reason!" El turned to avoid Sirte's attack, his eyes filled with confusion and doubt.

"What the hell is going on?" Even if he kept knocking down the old Soul, but Soule stood up again and again, obviously a superhero's patent, but he was used by a villain, which is really strange.

"Withdraw, El, it's not the time for a decisive battle!" Just as El continued his fierce battle with Sirte, a voice came that the Asgardian soldiers had finished evacuating, and it was time to leave.

"Next time, I'll find a way to kill you!" Brilliant pillars of light fell from the sky and enveloped El's entire body.

"Don't want to run away!" Soult brandished the Twilight Sword and rushed up again, only by truly defeating Leyvardin's master could he completely master Levardine, so Soult would never allow El to escape.

Although El's combat power is far superior to his own, as long as he stands on the land of Muspelheim, he is invincible.

"Run! Let's take it a long way. Levardin flew back into El's hands, and El seemed to have some answer to Sirte's immortality.