readx;? The young man sighed, the loss on his face could not be concealed,

"That's what you want!"

"Ah, such a pit?"

Rattle's face was full of surprise, and with his big sparkling bald head, it really brought people infinite joy, but just as everyone was watching Claude crush Rogman like a disciple, Jupiter, who had been silently paying attention to the explosion crater, suddenly raised the white bone staff in his hand, and a golden, thick and eggshell-like shield shining with warm holy light appeared from the top of his staff, enveloping everyone who was caught off guard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Be careful! there's a strong guy awakened!"

The Dead Pastor took a step forward first, and the strong magic fluctuations enveloped the audience in an instant, and the completely asymmetrical battle between Claude and Rogman was also interrupted, and the Patriarch's face was covered by a hood, full of caution and calmness, and his calm performance also made Elivan and the others, who were shocked by the words, quickly calm down.

When Claude and Jupiter, who had jumped out of the battle group, stood in front of everyone one after another, the very strong guy in the mouth of the Patriarch finally appeared.

It seemed to be a dead soul, and judging from his lilting body, he was in worse condition than Claude and Jupiter, but when he turned around, the wide-eyed Rattle popped and fell to the ground, and Elivan looked back, only to see the barbarian who was not afraid of heaven and earth trembling and pointing at the dead soul who was walking out of the air from the crater, full armor, holding a sword and shield, and his whole body seemed to be full of weapons, like a chicken choked by the neck, screaming,

"Oh my God! yes, that's Heimdall! Guardian of the gods! A living legend!

"A living God?"

Eleven's eyes shrank suddenly, and he shifted all his attention to the barbarian who was about the same height as Rattle and as strong as Lens, even in the state of the soul, this guy's might was also on full display, a bronze armor with a hideous shape, wearing a horned battle helmet, and hanging around his waist, it seemed to be the legendary God's Horn - Galar, rumored, whenever this dragon was created by the "dragon of all evils" When the artifact made of the dragon bone is blown, an endless army of gods will appear with the sound of a trumpet, stepping on any force that dares to stand in the way of Asgardian glory.

"Ah, another group of guests from afar!"

Heimdall's body stayed in mid-air, his voice dry and cold, obviously characteristic of a dead soul creature, but his next sentence made everyone's hearts chill,

"Have you seen the end of this glorious realm? The Sky Fortress has fallen to the earth, the glory of Asgard is gone, this dead sky is the cemetery I guard, the heroic spirits of the departed are watching me and you, only by defeating me, you will have the right to inherit or destroy it!"

"We have no intention of occupying it, and we will not choose to destroy it!"

Elivan took a few steps and stood beside Jupiter, who raised the edge of the furious sea in his hand and shouted,

"Behold, last gravekeeper of Asgard, we have passed through the underworld of Hela, and we have come here with all our lives, only to find a way back to this world, and we have no intention of making your enemies!

Elevenn didn't want to fight the "living gods" in Rattle's mouth, even if Jupiter and Claude were here, from the mouths of Rodinar and Dark, he had long known what kind of terrible power a god could have, and frankly, they didn't have much chance of winning against Heimdall, who was only in a soul state, so he was trying to see if he could find another way.

But he was disappointed, and when he heard Elivan back down, Heimdall just shook his head, and then struck the sword and shield in his hand with a crisp sound, like a war drum on the battlefield, making people's blood gush.

"No, young man of this world, fate is unpredictable in your eyes, but in my opinion, it is only a long line that must intersect, and I am waiting here for ten thousand years just to witness the appearance of the new master of the Sky Fortress Valgara, this is a test that you must pass!"

"But we don't want to be the masters of this fortress!"

Roman shouted in a flamboyant voice, "Have you, the guardian of the gods, been imprisoned for 10,000 years and become a madman?

"It's useless to talk too much!"

In the face of Roman's provocation, Heimdall was not angry, he just exchanged his shield and sword again, and let out another loud roar,

"Come on, whether you are a warrior, a coward, a warrior, or a commoner, there are no exceptions in the face of fate, only the victor is qualified to rule everything!"

"Huh!"

The dragon spear in the impatient Claude's hand suddenly swung out, and it was another holy spear, but the black cross light failed to make the same contribution this time as the last time, whether it was a false move or the last killing move, it was firmly blocked by Heimdall's shield, Claude's hoarse voice seemed to be full of pleasure, after the first fight, he withdrew the dragon spear, and shouted,

"The winner has everything, and the loser loses everything, is that the rule of Asgard?"

Heimdall's face was obscured by the horned helmet, but after Claude put away his gun, he also put the one-handed sword and shield back behind his back, and instead grabbed a long-handled dragon head sword, and slashed it in the air a few times, the whizzing sound of breaking the air made the eyes of the onlookers Rogman jump, and the answer of the god warrior resounded throughout the world at this time.

"No, it's the unchanging truth of the whole world!"

"Hahahaha! I like this rule! Come on, Odin warriors, let me give you one last ride!"

Claude's dragon lance began to spin, and judging by the momentum of the Grey Knight's full outburst, he was about to make a real move, and Heimdall laughed and held the sword in his hand with both hands,

"Come, I've seen the rainbow bridge shine again, that's the glory I've been pursuing all my life, come, bring this glory to me!"

Claude laughed wildly and pounced, at this moment, Rogman and the others really saw the demeanor of a war walker, the seemingly bulky dragon spear, in the hands of the gray knight, it was simply played with flowers, with the trembling of the tip of the spear, black light intertwined, and finally when it met the war knife that Heimdall cut down like an angry dragon, a brilliant black rose was drawn in mid-air.

And Heimdall's whole body was full of colorful light, and the war knife in his hand slashed down from the sky, bringing out an energy blade that was exactly the same shape as the war knife, almost wanting to cut off the black rose that had not yet bloomed, and the wind that had blown from nowhere around the two of them was like a mage's shield, firmly blocking the two of them, just the contact of the two storm walls, and the energy sparks that were rubbed were about to blind everyone's eyes.

"Knight Skill - Spear of the Black Rose!"

"Ancient Combat Technique - Slash!"

"Boom!" (To be continued.) )