"Your Majesty has an order, and our mission is to protect the safety of His Highness." The head of the guard, Wilbur, bowed his head, his voice low and hoarse, and his fists clenched.

Blood spilled out of his fist and fell on the blood-colored ice field, and when it was splashed, it had already coagulated, forming poignant flowers of blood.

Yang Zheng glanced at it and said, "I'm not as waste as you think, I can protect myself." ”

Wilbur lowered his head and replied nothing.

"Your Majesty asked you to protect me, as my chief of guard, you should be loyal, right?" Yang Zheng asked.

Wilbur raised his head blatantly, staring at Yang Zheng with red eyes, Yang Zheng's words brought great insult to his already aggrieved heart.

"Wilbur Rice, I, Henil Pol, command you as king, go to battle."

For the first time, Yang Zheng said solemnly, with the words of the Asgardian royal family in his memory, to the oath-taking subordinates.

Webber and the guards knelt down in unison when Yang was taking the oath.

When Yang Zheng finished speaking, Weber suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Zheng, with a rare little recognition in his eyes.

"What? Am I right to question your loyalty? Or don't dare? Yang Zheng said with a slight mockery.

Wilbur lowered his head and did not reply.

"You know what, from the day we became your guards, our lives were not ours.

Wang Wei was born of the king and was proud of the king, and the king is everything in our future lives. ”

One of the guards couldn't stand Yang Zheng's stimulation and roared.

Wilbur turned his head abruptly and stared at the guard.

The other person's voice became quieter and quieter, and finally lowered his head again.

Wang Wei, in Asgard, was originally a supreme glory, but in Heinir's ......

Yang Zheng was stunned, these are not in his memory, after all, they are fragments, and it is impossible to watch all the bits and pieces of life.

And Asgard's loyalty, this moment touched him a little.

Looking at the eleven people in front of him, Yang Zheng was a little stunned, especially Wilbur's fists that were still bloodied.

Therefore, in order not to produce a time-space refutation as much as possible, and not to be suspected of changing his soul, he pretended to be a weak chicken who struck iron, is he worthy of the group of people in front of him?

For the first time, Yang Zheng became suspicious of his behavior.

......

At this time, the battlefield changed again, and dazzling thunder shone all over the battlefield, and the huge ice beast that Lao Fei and he was sitting on was blasted into the ice pit.

But not yet, the crowd cheered.

On the battlefield, the seriously injured frost giants suddenly committed suicide one by one.

However, the intact Frost Giant slashed the ice beast under his crotch or next to him with his backhand.

For a moment, the battlefield paused strangely.

Immediately, for several years, the blood-stained ice field squirmed strangely at a rapid speed.

In a moment, with the Laofei Giant Pit as the center, it slowly rose, and the blood-colored ice beast that had been huge appeared on the ice field.

After the blood-colored ice beast was formed, there were still a lot of remaining blood-colored ice crystals on the ground, which quickly began to wrap up the remaining frost giants, forming blood-colored ice armor.

"Blood sacrifice! Lao Fei, you've crossed the line. Odin said indifferently.

In the center of the eyebrows of the huge blood-colored frost giant beast, Lao Fei held the ancient ice coffin embedded there, and said indifferently:

"When I destroy Asgard and completely unify the Nine Realms, this will only be preached, don't you keep doing this, Odin."

At this moment, Tyr and Urel on the ground were agitated with energy and floated.

Although Lao Fei is still at the peak of the six-star, Lao Fei and Odin are not necessarily opponents at the moment, and they need to face them together.

In an instant, the four of them fought together again, on the ground, on the Asgardian side, because the two main forces went to the sky, plus the appearance of the blood-colored frost giant.

The original advantage is reversed in an instant.

The battlefield is a little more brutal.

This is just a momentary occurrence.

Yang Zheng came back to his senses, looked down at the eleven guards kneeling on the ground, and his eyes paused for a long time at the blood flowers on the ground.

"Alas, that's it, you can't always live in calculations all your life, and when you're always a little hot-blooded, you should be hypocritical."

Yang Zheng let out a long sigh, and in the talent space, Yahweh was directly fused with the body.

A quaint cross flew out of the space and hung around Yang Zheng's neck.

......

In just such a short moment, the three of Odin were already completely passive, and in the middle of the battle, Odin struck again with all his strength, and countless thunderbolts split one of the forelimbs of the blood-colored giant beast.

Before he could breathe a sigh, the broken beast hand shattered, and at the core, a crystal clear blood-colored ice needle.

Before everyone could react, it pierced him in the right eye.

Tyr and Ulel exclaimed, "Your Majesty!! ”

In an instant, Urral pulled Odin, who was blind in one eye, and quickly retreated some distance.

The blood-colored giant beast controlled by Lao Fei broke an arm, and he didn't immediately pursue it for a while, obviously he was not completely uninjured.

At this time, Yang Zheng was already ready, and the quaint cross on his chest emitted a dazzling white light, illuminating the entire battlefield.

A pair of illusory wings appeared from behind Yang Zheng and slowly opened.

As Yang Zheng floated, his wings slowly grew larger, and eventually, in the light of the cross, the entire battlefield sky was obscured.

Below, the Aesir Protoss and the Scarlet Frost Giant raised their heads for a moment to look at the middle of the sky-covering wings.

There, there was a very small person, but everyone could see it clearly.

That man was their second highness, the king of Asgard.

His expression was a little depressed at the moment, with a little sadness, and a little confused looking at the Protoss below.

"In the beginning the Lord created the world."

With a whisper that spread across the battlefield, an illusory book appeared between his hands.

"The Lord said, 'Evil is to exchange life for strength.'"

"The Lord says that evil will not be fused with life and become a force."

"The Lord said, 'Whoever is present, and my blood ...... there"

Speaking of this, Yang Zheng was a little weak, even if the four-star plus the power of faith was a little weak.

At present, he almost has the power of six stars, at least the strength of the spirit of words.

But the essence of the soul is worthy of two stars, which makes him a little overwhelmed, as if he is holding a mountain forward.

To have great power, you need to be able to lift it and use it at all.

Now he has a bit of a sense of extreme development, and the strength of many factors has far exceeded the limit of what his ontological soul can lift.

It seems that the body cannot be used to support Jehovah alone, otherwise the feedback will not be enough, the body will not be able to keep up, and after the gap is too great, it will not be able to be used, and it will be abolished.

Fortunately, it was discovered early.

Gritting his teeth, he continued: "The Lord said that on the battlefield, those who are connected to me by the blood, under the light of the Holy Light, the wounded will heal themselves. ”

Blood dripped down the corners of his mouth, mixed with words.

Yang Zheng's eyes darkened, and he fainted directly.