Standing atop the colossal body of the two-headed dragon Managarm, Jörmungård had the illusion of returning to the throne.

She looked down at the arrogant sub-species on the ground, and her heart was angry. Although she and the other seven primitives, either they have not fought or can't fight, so they bully Fenrir in terms of IQ every day.

But, but, how can any cat and dog's sub-breed dare to speak wildly, and even say that they want to kill her alone!

Moreover, aren't you Odin's messenger, and those who are engaged in diplomacy have to work part-time assassinations these days?

"Hatti, let your squire test it."

Although this king can definitely win, it is better to be careful.

The giant snake recited the dragon text like a bell, and the "athletes" all became deeply dragonized, and the sports equipment in their hands was also activated, and their aura became stronger. After all these years, Managarm's alchemy technique is still so bad.

One of our dragon kings with noble and pure blood, Managarm is stronger than two, plus dozens of carefully selected champion athletes, Deadpool.

This luxurious lineup against the last sub-breed, Jörmunga couldn't think of how to lose. Obviously, the advantage is mine!

Lin Fenglong tidied up his long trench coat, a cloud of black mist emerged behind him, and an even stronger Nibelungen force forcibly descended on the white palace. This behavior cannot be compared to kicking a door, but more similar to directly smashing a load-bearing wall.

The decadent naked sat on the floor tiles in a daze, and the seven remaining silver coffin heroes were lined up.

Dozens of athlete Deadpools charged at them in a row, massive toned muscles pushing their limits and throwing their brass-colored throwing guns.

Scold! Scold! Scold!

The dazzling and serene sword brilliance intertwined and exploded, one beam of sword light flashed like thunder from the inside of the military array, and the other beam split into hundreds of metal butterflies from the outside.

The two heroic spirits of Time Zero and Instant put away their twin knives and hidden weapon flying blades at the same time, and stood still in place, as if nothing had happened.

Hundreds of fragments of spears that were broken, cut, and dissected fell to the ground in unison, and hundreds of black blood fountains gushed out from Deadpool's arteries and hearts.

Xia Mi glanced at Hatty: Little brother, what's the matter with you, it's not appropriate for your subordinates to eat to this point, right?

According to the normal way of thinking, the main job of these athletes should be dragon warriors, part-time sports competitions. But judging from the current situation, their main job is estimated to be cooks, and their specialty is to help with meals.

It's a shame. Jörmungad pretended that nothing had happened, and instead of looking at Deadpool in one place, he opened the field of metal magnetization and smelting, condensing a strange Death's Scythe with a length of nearly twenty meters.

It's not that this scythe is so useful, it's mainly that it's powerful enough, and it's very compatible with her future identity as Hela, the goddess of death.

The dragon king swung his condensed black scythe, slashing out a hot and sharp air current, like a gentleman dropping his white gloves to the ground before a duel, revealing his gun.

The humble sub-species unhurriedly summoned the black mist, and the stone ground beneath his feet turned into gray. Lin Fenglong looked around, and pulled out three large swords with layers of dust from the hiding room one after another.

The first big sword was as black as ink, the hilt was a regular cross, the sword body was more than one and a half meters long, and the blade of the sword was left with accumulated dark red blood.

The "Sword of Wrath" Grammer, which the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried once used to kill the ancient dragon, also made Gramo stained with an ominous fate.

The second sword was in a strange shape, the material seemed to be mixed with the metal of death with the branches of a fresh tree, the slightly irregular blade burned with a terrifying layer of dark red flames, and the wide blade was decorated and burned with metal lines of various colors to imitate vines.

The "Sword of Victory" Revatin, powerful and powerful, is rich in functions.

The design of the third sword is extremely brilliant, with precious stones and precious metals of exceptional materials and precious materials forming the main body of the sword, and the iron-gray body of the sword is inscribed with a large number of strangely shaped dark red runes.

"Tearing Demon Sword" Tirfeng, an alchemy sword that is tyrannical to the extreme, can crush the dragon body of the next generation when fully activated.

Lin Fenglong made a slight selection and threw the magic sword Tierfeng back. The sword was cast in a garish style, and he didn't particularly like it.

While Odin recruited the Heroic Spirits in the world, the legendary weapons in their hands were also brought into Avalon, and they were transformed into more powerful by Odin's power.

Although he couldn't take out the second Kungunir, and he didn't have a weapon of the Seven Deadly Sins level, the legendary weapon that was a little inferior still grabbed a lot of it. And for example, the "artifact" of the Eight Mirrors, which was forcibly placed by humans alongside the Heavenly Clouds, is estimated to stay in the storage room until the end of the world.

Lin Fenglong held the pitch-black Gramo in his right hand, and picked up the half-gold and half-wood Revadine in his left hand, and greeted Yermungandr in a friendly manner.

His dragon-like body quickly broke through the shallow layers of human skin, and his slender limbs resembled the claws of a giant bird, and his back spread out with dragon wings that were far wider than those of ordinary dragons.

Just as the earth and the mountains have the land as their throne, they can pry the power contained in the stratum and achieve their unparalleled power;

The body structure of the Sky and Wind Clan is made for aerial warfare, and all Wind and Wind are their slaves. The cascading scales and subcutaneous tissue can store huge amounts of compressed air, and it flies like a jet with no resistance.

At the same time, the wind element that flows through the surface and body of the body will give them the ultimate ability to perceive.

Ye Mengade held the scythe, knowing that she had to kill Lin Fenglong here today. Why the hell is this, how did she get into such a miserable mess step by step.

Odin's second-generation courier appears to be sophisticated, with a well-trained Deadpool staff. And Managarm, where the two stupid dragon heads produced a wonderful effect of 1+1 less than 0, held a millennial sports meeting in the Congo Basin, where only birds pooped.

The Valhalla, which Odin had just begun to build, seems to have been filled many times over. And Jörmungad also recruited some excellent mixed-race races in the world, such as Chu Zihang, Chu Bapo, and Chu Facial Paralysis, and it is not ruled out that one day he will be poached by Odin.

Word Spirit: Sword Emperor!

With mixed feelings, Ye Menggard expanded the Sword Imperial Realm to the extreme, and the broken spears, iron pieces, and slag produced by smelting smashed into Lin Fenglong at the same time, and if he didn't destroy his dragon path, today's things couldn't be good.

The Nameless Wind Dragon unleashed the Flame again, tons of metal turning into liquid in the mouth of the orange-red and blackened Fire Serpent, and a stream of hot iron flowed on the surface of the field, forming a day of iron and fire.

Jun Flame erupted, and several tons of molten iron slammed head-on at the dragon head Skull on the right.

As before, Scull unleashed a wide range of immortal lower spirits, and his right arm and dragon claws, which were more than ten meters long, grew stone scales with good heat resistance and extremely high density.

Scul's punch hit the molten iron, and the iron splattered in all directions, falling on the scales on the surface of his body, and Scol and Hatti roared in pain at the same time.

Hatti opened his huge mouth towards Lin Fenglong and the other heroic spirits, spitting out coal-black flame-shaped dragon breath, which flowed with compressed earth elements and riotous spirit power.

Wind dragons and heroic spirits dodged in the cramped palace, and where the black dragon's breath touched, the marble sculptures and granite walls left countless fine holes, which then turned to dust.

Scol and Hattie jumped at the same time, and the nearly sixty-meter-long giant dragon body erupted with incredible speed, and the tungsten steel-like body went straight through the big roof of the palace.

Coal-black and orange-red dragon's breath spewed crosswise, covering all the palace areas downward, and tons of stone dust rose from the ground, blooming into a small mushroom cloud.

"Gan! Oh no, what a thing, it's big! ”

Luo Yin's team was just about to launch a surprise attack from behind the palace, and the entire palace began to shake, and the two-headed dragon vibrated with heavy iron wings like a mountain, destroying the entire palace and standing on the top of the ruins, Yemongade, who stood at the dragon's neck, looked like an ant.

As a man who had personally handled the relics, Luo Yin had to admit that Managarm's form had frightened him. The system has a strange identification of him, and his name is Managarm/Skul Hatti.

The style of this guy is biased towards "yin" on the left side and "yang" on the right, and the huge dragon body except for the dragon's head is orderly intertwined with two completely different styles, as if someone has mixed Picasso and Monet's paintings.

Beside him, Chu Zihang, who was originally very calm, started the eternal combustion at full power, flying like a missile in the direction of Managarm. Obviously, Xia Mi's situation was normal a second ago, but suddenly all the detection devices were destroyed, and the white palace collapsed in an instant.

Oh no, the president's wife is still inside!

Luo Yin followed, the oncoming wind blowing his hair back, and his heart was thinking quickly at the same time.

Scull and Hatti, two demon wolves in Norse mythology, descendants of Fenrir. In this case, there should be a Hela, could it be that there are three mountain kings?

"Konstantin, is there a dragon named Hela?"

"2 million."

"What the are you...... Take it. ”

"Hela doesn't exist yet. That's a great being. ”

Ninety percent refers to the whole body after the first generation of species devoured each other, and Luo Yin immediately understood.

Konstantin stared at Chu Zihang, who was ridiculously fast in front of him, and his expression became a little dangerous. This human hadn't used the Blood Explosion technique yet, and his bloodline shouldn't be so high.

"Luo Yin, his bloodline?"

"The ceiling has been raised a bit."

"How?"

Konstantin's expression was even more dangerous.

"Devouring the dragon bone. Don't worry, it's Odin's horse to eat, and there are some leftovers left, and the effect is quite good. ”

While Luo Yin was making nonsense, he showed Konstantin the latest photos of Samson's keel intact, which was even more powerful and domineering than when he was alive.

"When I go back, I'm going to see Samson's complete keel and see it live."

Konstantin's voice was unequivocal.

"You can't believe ......"

"I can't believe it at all."

Luo Yin was sweating profusely. Of course, Chu Zihang ate Samson, and he ate half of it. But then he used a 3D printer to reproduce half of the original, put it back, and carefully applied a layer of wax.

Chu Zihang and Samson are both bronze and fire bloodlines, and the promotion effect is very good. His strength in the explosive state will not be weaker than Susie, at least equivalent to two points of a few Yuan Zhisheng, six or seven unequipped Caesars.

At this time, above Hatti's dragon head, Yermungad stared at Chu Zihang who was rushing towards him, his eyes were complicated.

Human beings are really simple creatures.

He seemed to think that if he slowed down a second, he would lose the girl who was as gorgeous as a summer flower, so he ran as hard as he could, no matter what was in front of him, whether it was a dragon or a devil.

The elite anti-Odin team that rushed into the ruins was just about to start beating dragons and looking for Natsumi, when seven silver-coffin-level Deadpools suddenly appeared on the periphery of the ruins.

Except for one, a large hole in his right abdomen was opened by breath, and the others were not injured much.

There is no Natsumi among them.

The wind dragon landed on the right side of Managarm, and the dragon's body took on the form of a sacred and evil cross. His speed was so fast that the two dragons didn't notice when he left the palace and flew above the dragon.

"Ahem, ahem......"

One hand picked up the ruins and drilled out of the tons of stone dust, which was red. He just took advantage of Lin Fenglong's lack of mandatory instructions, and hurriedly rushed into Managarm's dragon breath to commit suicide.

His epidermis was completely destroyed, a leg was missing, and he suffocated in the rubble for a while, but he still didn't die.

Chi excitedly greeted Ruri Kazama, this guy has a very strong ability to kill, and he can deal with it.

Luo Yin looked at the wind dragon and wondered in his heart. This guy has no name, and in his hands are two level 9 top-grade alchemy swords. Combined with the eight Heroic Spirits surrounding him, the situation became complicated.

“phoenix？”

The nameless wind dragon looked at Luo Yin and the others, a little surprised. The original purpose of his trip was not only to recruit Managarm and kill Caesar, but more importantly, to kill a few brands and the creator of the new hunter's net.

But at this time, the situation became very strange because of Jörmungandr's involvement.

"I didn't expect that the main messenger behind all the actions would be a child like you."

The dragon said in a deep voice.

Luo Yin didn't expect things to evolve into the way they are now.

On one side is Phoenix, an important figure who finally appeared in the hunter network, and a group of heroic spirits, and on the other side is the mountain king Jörmungandr, who had ambushed him in Detroit, plus the two-headed dragon on the side of the dragon king.

Xia Mi's life and death were uncertain, Chu Zihang was on the verge of an outburst, and Konstantin and Jörmungad seemed to be making some wonderful eye contact.

The three parties confronted each other and tacitly maintained restraint. On the surface, Luo Yin's side is the strongest, but the relationship between the three parties is quite complicated, and none of them dares to act rashly.

"This is a struggle between dragons. How about letting me solve the contradiction here first, and then slowly settle the debt between us? ”

The wind dragon finally proposed. He didn't know Konstantin's identity, but the skinny boy with the big suitcase made him nervous.

For Luo Yin and others, the current situation is like an RPG game at the end of the chapter, and they find that the No. 1 Demon King and the No. 2 Demon King are fighting each other, and at the same time there is a main quest to find survivors to do, which is a mess.

"Then you get out of here and go to fight, we have to find someone. A girl named Natsumi, where is she? ”

Jörmungård didn't answer Luo Yin, and the wind dragon just sneered. The two parties stayed away from Luo Yin and the others at the same time, guarding against their possible cold guns.

The Dragon Slayer Elite temporarily switched to a rescue team and excavated with great efficiency. With the constitution of an A-class hybrid, it is possible to survive this kind of disaster, as long as they move quickly.

While Luo Yin and the others entered the chaos, on the other side, the elite team of the academy finally got rid of the "ghost hitting the wall". After the fall of the Moon Palace, the Nibelungen's power quickly retreated, and they finally managed to escape from the seemingly endless wasteland.

Mance and Caesar led two teams to the ruins of the palace and saw a very strange scene.

Five people wrapped in black robes, you can tell at a glance that the ugly ones are digging through the ruins. The speed at which they planed up was quite exaggerated, it was like five humanoid excavators.

In the distance, several dragons are fighting in the dark, and Super Deadpool roams the edge of the battlefield, collectively chanting high-danger spirits, and individually attacking Managarm with super speed and regeneration ability.

Under this backdrop, the five digging geeks appear to be 10% sick.

Mance instructed the commissioners to begin to set up positions and heavy firepower weapons. Caesar and Lu Mingfei led a few people to approach a few black-robed people vigilantly and tried to communicate.

"Chu Zihang."

"Luo Yin."

"Susie."

The sounds made by the trio were so small that only Caesar's scythe could pick them up.

Caesar pulled Lu Mingfei and leaned towards a few people, with a strange expression. The three quietly lifted the corner of their hoods and confirmed their identities:

the president of the Lionheart Society, who is "undergoing psychological recuperation in Hawaii"; Since last year, the logistics of the student union have become more and more mysterious in words and deeds; Former president of the Lionheart Club, who has taken a leave of absence for more than a year.

What a combination you guys are! Caesar has a thousand questions in his stomach at the moment, and he feels that he may have missed a lot of key plots and can't keep up with the current version.

Lu Mingfei looked at the battlefield in the distance, is this what the little devil said about "housework", it is really intense enough.

"Senior Sister Xia Mi may still be in the ruins, save people first!"

So another group of people joined in the ploughing. Jörmungar in the distance glanced at it, and the only remaining conscience ached for half a second.

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Flames, Extreme Cold, Thunder, Storms......

Jörmungad threw away the scythe in his hand and looked at Lin Fenglong cautiously.

This guy is not normal, and it is impossible for the next generation to have such a wide variety of abilities. Even if it was her, it was already quite difficult to simulate the pupil of the Wind King.

Earth, water, wind, fire, and the elements rise in turn, gradually becoming active from stability.

Jörmungård is a great learner, but she can't get to the core concepts of the other elements, especially the fire element, which is the most distant.

For example, Jun Yan, who directly gave the concept of "burning", she couldn't use it. In the same way, the "freezing" and "regeneration" of the water element, and the "perception" and "extreme speed" of the wind element, Jörmungandr are also difficult to use.

The pupils of the Wind King, this is a very useful protective color. One of the major misunderstandings of the hybrids is that they underestimate the dragon king's control over the four elements, and generally do not think that the users of the high-level wind spirit will be the king of the earth and the mountain.

And Lin Fenglong, he is obviously beyond this category, and can release multiple high-risk spirits of the four elements. Theoretically speaking, only the absolute controller of the spiritual element can do this, but Lin Fenglong is a real Wind King.

Jörmungandr once again condensed the Scythe of Death, and at the same time raised a large amount of iron sand to interfere with Lin Fenglong's movements.

The earth rolls up, like an earth dragon ascending to the sky, dozens of sharp stone pillars continue to be pierced on the surface, and the white soil sets off overwhelming waves.

And Lin Fenglong turned on time zero, flexibly shuttling between the overwhelming offensives, consuming her physical strength.

This dragon is extremely aware of her abilities, and each time it only approaches at super speed, using the spirit of words to sneak attack, or relying on the sharpness of the two divine swords in his hand, slashing once or twice to destroy her scythe, and then quickly turning back and disappearing, never in love.

Jörmungård's absolute control over the transmission of power allows her to achieve incredible destructive power with very little force. But the premise is that she must at least have a rough anticipation of the attack and have a bridge to transmit force.

On the other hand, the human with extremely abnormal regenerative abilities has caused Managarm a lot of trouble. Red sticks to Scuul's head, and the other seven Deadpools take turns attacking and attacking, and the stupid dragon is not in a good situation.

Lin Fenglong flashed behind Jörmungad, and the Excalibur Gramo and Revadine slashed at the Dragon King at the same time. Jörmungard's joints twisted at an exaggerated angle, and the giant Death Scythe changed direction nimbly in a small area, holding the two swords at just the right angle of force.

The pitch-black Glamor cut a huge gap in the scythe, and at the same time, the sword also carried the accumulated dragon blood poison.

The lightweight Revatin slammed into the scythe, the half-wooden blade extremely hard. Dark cursed flames silently clinged to the scythe, corroding into piles of red rust; Sharp, needle-shaped, dead leaves flew out of the hilt of his sword and slashed at an odd angle, but Jörmungard ducked with his head back.

Lin Fenglong didn't retreat with a single blow this time, and the double sword rotation dance was like a storm, slashing more than a dozen times in an instant.

The only advantage of the Reaper's scythe was its length, and Jörmungandr tried his best to anticipate the direction of the slash, using the scythe as a shield strike.

On the 17th slash, her right wrist twisted at a slight angle, and the muscles of her arm were controlled to twist in a way that was impossible for humans to achieve. A strange force used the sickle as a medium, with a "spiral" to explode in Lin Fenglong's left wrist bone.

The not strong strength collided with Lin Fenglong's own strength, and the bones trembled strangely, and then suddenly cracked, and Lei Wattin almost came out of his hand.

"Your abilities are really troublesome. If they can't crush you in strength, no one wants to start a hand-to-hand fight with you. ”

Lin Fenglong's attempt failed, and he flapped his wings backwards and retreated, out of the range of the scythe.

"What about you? Those are not your words. ”

"Yes, Jörmunga is crowned."

Lin Fenglong bowed and saluted. From the moment he was born, he was used as a tool of Odin. As long as it can become stronger, as long as it is beneficial to the entire Protoss, you can try any crazy method.

As a sub-species of "noble", his name is completely erased like a heroic spirit, fully integrated into each of the roles played.

In his body, every bone is engraved with dragon script, and every bit of flesh and blood is the carrier of the alchemy circuit.

This alchemy matrix is centered on the Spirit of Words and Mirror Pupils. When Odin made the Heroic Spirits, he would strengthen their spirits and "store" and "record" them in the Alchemy Matrix. When used, the matrix is the core, and a large number of different speech spirits can be released by relying on the mirror pupil.

Through the complete transformation of the dragon body through alchemy, his "control" over the four elements is richer and more diverse than that of the four great monarchs.

This battle, he didn't want to drag on any longer. Since the annoying humans are here, let's get rid of them together.

"Great Serpent of the Atrium, Jörmungad, I apologize for underestimating your strength."

Lin Fenglong plunged the dragon's claws deep into the black mist and took out a wooden mask with a simple appearance.

He slowly draped the mask over his face, but there was only one single opening in the eyes of the mask.

"In the world, there are all Odin's footprints, and all are Odin's country!"

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