The stickman squinted his eyes at the sky:

"Are you Thor?"

Hervin replied:

"It's not. ”

stickman says:

"I've never seen Jörmungård so lifelike that I almost thought the earthly python had escaped from the underworld. ”

Hervin says:

"Hela is its sister, and it wouldn't be strange to let her out of the underworld. ”

stickman says:

"Perhaps, it seems that my impression of Fokine is not as good as your impression of Jörmungard. ”

Herwin smiled:

"It's just because Fokine can't compete with Jörmungad. ”

stickman says:

"Looks like I'm going to have to show you the scariest guys in the universe. ”

After speaking, the stickman's pitch-black body continued to grow, as if there were countless spikes in his body that were protruding outward, and it continued to expand hideously.

An amorphous shadow appeared in the air, and countless spikes continued to expand and contract on the surface of the shadow at high speed, and then it floated in the direction that Herwin was now.

Although the speed of the amorphous shadow was not fast, when Hewen retreated, he found that he had not been able to distance himself from the other party, because the space between the two of them was directly distorted by some force.

The space behind Herwen is infinitely extended, even if Herwen moves several kilometers physically, in fact, it is only less than half a centimeter away from the other party, and the distance it travels towards Herwen is infinitely shortened.

It's like an alternative black hole.

The high-quality object distorts the time and space around it, and while time is not affected at the moment, the space between the two is affected.

It's not like the distortion of space-time caused by high quality, but it simply affects space, and since it doesn't change time while affecting space, then ......

A touch of gold spread out in Hewen's mouth.

After a few moments, he was a tall man with gold teeth, but the gold in his mouth did not feel vulgar, and against the man's handsome face and deep eyes, the gold teeth made him look noble and majestic.

Two golden rays of light shot out of the man's eyes and flew towards the amorphous thorn ball, when the light shot out, it was obviously dulled, and the direction of the light towards the thorn ball was endlessly elongated, even the real light could not hit the thorn ball.

But Helldam's eyes are faster than light.

The golden pillar of light was dyed with colorful colors as it flew to the ground, and the original golden yellow began to fade, and the rainbow-like light easily pierced the amorphous shadow, and countless fragments flew in all directions.

The spike ball quickly changed shape again, and the only remaining part first collapsed inward, and then turned into an extremely handsome man.

His skin was as white as snow, his eyes were as bright as stars, his holy white robe fluttered in the wind, his bare feet were flawless, and his pure golden hair was like the morning light scattered among the mountains.

The six wings of the white ground flapped slightly, and a dazzling halo hovered over its head.

Except for that expressionless face, it was exactly like Lucifer.

The Child of Morning Light raised his hand.

"I will be equal to the Creator. ”

Countless black-winged angels appeared behind him, rushing towards Heimdall like a swarm, drowning the God of Dawn in just an instant.

Although both had similar authority, the power of the fallen angel who was still six wings was much higher, and a spear of light that exuded a holy aura appeared in his hand.

Then throw it lightly.

The divine star of tomorrow pierces the god of dawn.

The morning light pierced the night sky.

The Sons of Odin fell from the sky, and countless fallen angels flocked to Heimdall's fall like vultures tracking carrion.

Bang!

Thunder resounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and a huge pillar of splitting light pierced through the bodies of all the black-winged angels from the bottom up.

The mighty Thor threw his own Mjörnir.

Thor's hammer is as fast as lightning, but as heavy as a star.

Lucifer didn't have time to react at all, and was hit by Thor's hammer, and flew towards the supreme sky with the hammer, completely unable to break free from the powerful kinetic potential energy.

Lucifer flapped his six wings at high speed, but to no avail, and countless tiny thunder snakes sprang out of Myornir and wrapped tightly around him.

He gripped the handle of the hammer with his backhand.

Then hold it high.

Far more powerful than just now, the thunder lit up the whole world, striking Thor, causing both the thunder and the god of power to retreat.

The muscular lines that symbolize the highest level of human aesthetics, the white robe draped over the body, the eyes are surging with thousands of thunderbolts, and a huge thundercloud suddenly appears.

He easily crushed Mjölnir, and then grabbed the thunderbolt hidden within.

Zeus held up the thunder and lightning and looked at the juniors standing on the ground.

Thor bent over, half-lying on his hands on the ground.

The thunder of the god-king fell.

Hair growth, muscle swelling, claws and fangs puncturing the skin.

Thunder and lightning fell on the wolf, but it didn't leave a trace.

Fenrir, the giant wolf that devoured the God-King.

Fenrir's body swelled as huge as a brown bear for a moment, and then as grand as a mountain in the blink of an eye, waiting for Zeus to raise the thunder again.

Finreal's back had reached the sky.

The giant wolf opened its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow a god-king again.

Zeus erupted with thunder all over his body, but for a giant wolf as tall as the sky, the lightning was nothing more than a tickle for him.

In this spiritual palace, the stickman was finally driven to the end of his rope.

It changed form again, and now it chose the most powerful it could emulate.

The white-haired old man punched Fenrir in the nose, and the wolf let out a series of screams.

The old man was clad in magnificent golden armor, black blindfolds covering the hollows around his eyes, and twenty-four runes floated steadily around him.

The giant wolf shook his head and looked at his fateful enemy.

Odin is his own mortal enemy.

But Fenrir was not Odin's mortal enemy.

This was true in the original fate, until Odin triumphed over fate.

The giant wolf's body shrank at a high speed and eventually turned into a blonde man.

If Odin looks like a majestic father, then the blonde man is like the leader of the all, and he is destined to be the king of all.

The eight-legged Pegasus under his crotch kicked the horse's hooves gently, and the horse's hooves collided with the air with a crisp sound, and the blonde man still had eyes, although his eyes were not like old men who could see through the future, but they also contained great wisdom, and unlike old fellows, he still had courage and strength.

The old man stretched out his hand, and the runes of Rune continued to be arranged and combined in the air, forming the world's most primordial and powerful divine magic.

The blonde man just raised his spear.

The father of the gods meets the king of the gods.